The Orcs invaded, and after a week of Richard and Sylvanas firing at the Watch Keep, the Dark Gate was reactivated, and the Orc tribes reappeared on the continent of Azeroth. The Commander of the Alliance, Tulayan, sent the son of King Solas of Riptide Castle to lead a group of soldiers to investigate, while the Horde was led by the legendary warrior Gromash Hellroar.

Gromash and Tyrone Bloodfiend led the orcs to occupy a valley and rescue a group of orcs from the Bloodcave Clan. Tyrone Bloodseeker ordered his Death Knights to fill the valley in the mist, and the warriors of Gromash and his Warsong clan gathered their weapons and hid them.

The sound of tapping sounded, and Gromash pricked up his ears to listen, this sound belonged to the beast, unlike the species that Draenor had, which was peculiar to humans!

Gromash lifted the blood roar and shouted, "Disperse the fog!

The Death Knights put away their magic, and the sun shone again into the valley, where a cavalry marched at a rapid pace, and the man in the middle of the heavy armor with golden lace painted on the armor stood out.

Gromash held up the blood roar, and the sun reflected a seeping light on the axe: "For the tribe!"

Grommash rushed the fastest, his axe fell, and his axe easily slashed a stunned knight in two. Gromash did not revel in his achievements and continued to slash. His warriors also re-entered the crowd to plunder lives, and the human warriors were brave and some were skilled, but they were not as strong as the orcs, making it difficult for them to withstand the condescending Warsong warriors.

Gromarsh's blood was boiling in his body, and for a while he could only feel the stench of his limbs and the screams before death, and he didn't have to feel guilty at all about killing the aliens, this feeling was too perfect, watching the flesh-skinned guys fall, Gromash was only intoxicated in his heart. However, among the many corpses, he and his warriors did not find the leader.

Grommash found Tyrone: "If someone runs away, he will definitely go to the fortress, and the fortress will definitely have defense!"

Tyrone said: "Then follow him, don't give the fortress time to rest and counterattack!"

Grommash nodded, "Leave it to me." ”

"You have to hold out for a few days, and my people and I will go to find the artifact, and we will support you as soon as we find it. ”

Gromash doesn't really trust these "dead" guys, but as long as they do something that is beneficial to their people, Gromash will side with them and complete the tasks they have given them, such as attacking the Watchtower.

"Open the door, open the door!" Darnas, the son of King Solas, fled back to the Watchtower, fell off his horse, grabbed the guard by the collar and shouted, "Who's in charge of this?

The guard broke away from him: "May I ask your name!

"I don't have time to talk this fucking nonsense to you!

"I am. Khadgar stood behind him and said, "You're Danas Tolbairn, aren't you with Tulayan?"

Danas nodded and said, "Yes, I just, I don't have time to say that, get ready to defend, the tribe is coming!"

Khadgar stared at him with wide eyes and waved his hand to order the soldiers to climb the walls.

One of the guards handed Danas a water bag, and Danas drank the water and said, "Tulayan ordered me to lead half of the Stormwind soldiers to the Dark Gate to investigate the situation, but we arrived too late, and the orcs have already passed through the Dark Gate waiting for us. My kids are ......."

Danas spoke of his soldiers trembling with tears on their lips, Khadgar comforting him, sirens sounding on the walls and orcs attacking.

Khadgar and Danas climbed the walls, and Khadgar glanced at the orc troops, probably a few hundred, who should only be their vanguard.

Danas asked, "How are you going to defend the city?"

Khadgar laughed, "You see. Khadgar waved his hand twice, and a group of purple-robed mages dharan shook their hands brewing their magic.

The Watchkeep, led by Khadgar, held off the orcs, but a few of the guards of the Royal Library in Stormwind couldn't stop Tyrone and his Death Knight.

"It's not here!"

"What?" Tyrone Bloodseeker walked over to see an empty glass box, and a card lay quietly in the velvet lining of the glass box, and Tyrone picked it up and saw that it read "The Book of Medivan." ”

"Damn!" Tyrone and his helpers searched every corner of the Royal Library and found no clues, Tyrone helplessly poked the floor with his sword, "I have to find the other two first, let's go find the two Black Hand brothers first." ”

Kilrog, the chief of the Blood Cave Clan who had been rescued earlier, told them that in addition to the exiled Frostwolf Clan in the land of Azeroth, there were also the Dragonthroat Clan who were hiding from the Alliance in the mountains of Grimbaatar, and the Blackstone Clan entrenched in the Blackstone Mountains, and that both clans had dragons. The Blackstone Clan is close to here, and they are now controlled by the Blackhand's two sons, Red and Maim, who live a leisurely life in the Blackstone Tower on Blackstone Mountain, and Tyrone Bloodfiend is not sure that he will be able to convince them to rejoin the Clan.

The Book of Medivan that Tyrone the Bloodfiend was looking for is now lying in an underground laboratory on the island of Kozan. Richard was standing behind Vasqui watching her make the final calculations.

"It's done!" Vaskey put down her pen and Richard wiped her sweat.

"How?"

Vaschi replied, "Medivan is the most outstanding mage in the world, and the esoteric theory of space has become easy to understand with his uncomplicated formulas. ”

Isn't it complicated? Richard looked at the strange symbols on the paper and felt that it was thousands of times more difficult than the high math he had learned.

Vaschi continued, "With this knowledge, we can open a more stable and accurate portal. ”

"Exactly?"

"Yes. Vasqi explained, "By sensing energy in the void, Medivan can calculate the coordinates of where the energy is emitted, and then open the portal. That's how the Dark Gate came about. Medivan also wrote a method of energy analysis, through which it is possible to understand what type of world is on the other side, and even to spy on the other side of the world. ”

Richard suddenly became interested: "Have you learned this method?"

Vasqi nodded.

"Leave it to me!"

It wasn't hard to analyze energy, and without those complicated formulas, Richard learned it quickly, and he sank his consciousness into the void and began to search for worlds that could be explored, oh no, could be explored.