Berval led the elite army of Stormwind to Orgrimmar, and several orc guards at the docks couldn't help but get nervous when they saw the humans coming.

"Don't worry!"

"I'm not here to trouble you!" Bolval saw the nervous expressions of several of the greenskins, and then said to them, "I'm here to help Sal solve your current difficulties!"

Several orcs glanced at each other, and recently they also vaguely felt that Orgrimmar's military level had increased a lot, and I heard that it seemed to be in response to the Burning Legion's invasion of Orgrimmar.

If the humans in front of them really came to help the tribe, then they would indeed let them enter Orgrimmar, but if not, then Orgrimmar would be even worse!

"I need to report to the Great Chief!" said a green-skinned orc.

"Good!"

The orc mounted his own humphead wolf and galloped all the way to the chief's chamber, and although it was full of most people at the moment, the orc did not care so much.

"Chief!"

"The human army has landed!" the orc said to Thrall.

Army?

Everyone present couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, Orgrimmar was already in a predicament, and if the human army came to make trouble again, this predicament would be too difficult!

"Why is the Alliance coming?" Sylvanas said with a frown, "They must have come badly!, it's time for the High Chief to take care of these things!"

Thrall hesitated, as Sylvanas had said, the human army had chosen this time to show that they had already had the idea of attacking Orgrimmar, and that it was best to destroy them before Kael'thas arrived.

But... If the demon army of Kael'thas came here at this moment, then he would take advantage of it, and it would be a matter of time before Azeroth perished.

What a damn one!

Why are human armies here?

"Did the leader tell you anything?" Woking asked the orc guard.

"The leader said... They are not here to find trouble, it seems that they have come to help the tribe solve their current predicament. The orc hurriedly replied to Woking.

Help?

Thrall was stunned for a moment, then said, "Let them come here!"

...

Boval and his elite army arrived at Orgrimmar and met with all the leaders of the tribe, and the sight of this scene showed the magnitude of the disaster facing the tribe.

"Sal!"

"Your tribe almost destroyed all of Azeroth!" Polva did not choose to give face to the tribe, and such a major event did not choose to fight together, but performed there alone, which made the Grand Duke very dissatisfied.

"Destruction?"

"What a ridiculous human!" Sylvanas sneered, "The power of the Horde is irresistible to you, not even the Burning Legion!"

"Sylvanas!" Thrall gave the Banshee King a serious look, "Watch your words!"

"Humph!"

Sylvanas snorted coldly and said something to an undead female ranger beside her.

"Polva, it's not that I chose to fight independently, since Kael'thas joined the Burning Legion, he has captured Muru in Silvermoon City and killed many members of the tribe!"

"This is the blood debt he bears on the tribe, and he must pay it with a blade!" "Thrall's tone was full of determination, "The tribe will never abandon any of its allies!"

Polva was stunned, it turned out that there was still such an existence inside, and it was no wonder that the tribe would solve this matter privately, if it was an alliance, once any party was harmed, it would also choose to do so.

"I've asked Gianna to inform the other members of the Alliance, and I think we'll be here soon!" Berval said, "The danger is too great now, and Kael'thas must stop his plan!"

"Good!"

"But all the command is up to our tribe!" Sal said word by word, "This is the bottom line of our tribe!"

So far, Bolval can only choose this, "Yes!"

The arrival of the human army has added to Orgrimmar's defenses, and many vacancies have been filled, and despite the unquenchable hatred of the Alliance and the Horde, they have chosen to protect Azeroth together.

Long.

When it was close to noon, the guards at the gate of Orgrimmar saw a group of demons attacking, and at the front was the Abyss Demon King whose hands had been transformed into fist blades.

"Oh my God!"

"The demon is coming!" one of the orc guards hurriedly shouted, "Lord Sarufar, the Burning Legion is here!"

Drawing his Overseer Tomahawk, King Sarufar stood alone at the gates of Orgrimmar and shouted to all the soldiers behind him, "Lok'tar Ogar!"

Within Orgrimmar, countless soldiers went to the battlefield to fight against the demons, but they didn't expect that the abyss demon king named Blutarus in front of them alone would pay a huge price.

A large number of brave warriors were killed, but no harm was done to Brutalus, and even King Sarufar suffered some damage as a result.

"Demons!"

"You've made me angry!" King Sarufar's eyes began to redden, and his body, which was already larger than that of the other orcs, was now even more majestic.

Many of the orcs present began to get excited when they saw the change in King Sarufar...

Could it be the legendary Wrath of Sarufar?

Just a moment's time.

The Overseer-wielding orc leapt in front of Blutarus, severing one of his fangs with an axe, leaving a fatal wound on it.

Green, corrosive blood flowed down from Blutarus's wound.

But... Instead of dying, Blutalus was inflicted on it by King Sarufar, which made the Abyss Demon King even more angry, "Damn worm, I will crush you!"

Not only did Blutarus begin to slaughter, but the Ereda Twins were also happily reaping the harvest.

Queen Salorath, "Time is a luxury that you no longer have!"

High Warlock Oresses, "Your luck has returned!"

The battlefield at the gates of Orgrimmar is now in the midst of a large-scale war, and Kael'thas, the leader of this battlefield, stands at the end to enjoy the beautiful scene.

"If we continue like this, our losses will be too severe!" Woking slew a demon, but the portals kept sending demons and couldn't kill them all.

"Boval!"

"Why haven't the Alliance's reinforcements arrived yet?!" Sal asked Berval beside him.

"It should be coming soon!"

Boval gasped, he had hacked countless demons to death, but the new demons that kept appearing still made him tired.

"For the Alliance!"

"For Azeroth!"

In the direction of Durontar's port, an army of dwarves, gnomes, night elves, and draenei appeared, and their presence gave the whole battle a respite.

"Oh..."

"Another death is coming!" Kael'thas smiled at the arrival of the Alliance, his already distorted countenance, "I need more demons!"

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