At the same time - the Horde barracks.

At this moment, the Plains of Furious Teeth has become a huge construction site, full of orc laborers busy building fortresses and arrow towers.

Orc cavalry on wolf riders patrol the border, and bipedal dragoons in the sky search for suspicious targets.

Orc adventurers duel with flags around the camp, or take on the task of collecting materials and run into the mountains to hunt crocodiles and cut down trees for mining.

The atmosphere of war is burning like wildfire.

And in the deepest part of the orc camp, in the huge war fortress, Orgrim, like Godwin, gathered the chiefs of the major clans and cheered up the orc chiefs who came to fight.

Orgrim (Grand Chief): "The spies on the front line have sent back information, the Alliance's army has been dispatched, they are divided into three ways and will attack us from three sides, and the king of humanity has sent a letter of war!" About three days later, we will have a decisive battle with them in the wilderness of the wetlands.

Tell me, my mighty chieftains and overseers, how I should return to the king of the human race. ”

Iron Wolf (Wolf Chief): "Then don't you need to talk about it!" them, kill all the scum of the Alliance. ”

Da Shuai (Chief of the Departed): "That's right, our powerful tribal warriors are invincible, just the alliance group of waste dim sum, it's over." ”

Ruthless (Chief of the Sword): "Hahaha, my broadsword is already hungry and thirsty. ”

Golden Beamon (Beast Blood Boiling Chief): "That's right, the tribe will win, Lokta Oga!" ”

Lord Greenskin (Warhammer Chief): "Wahhhhh!"

Before the chiefs of the tribes could speak, the new clan chieftains were already screaming.

However, Orgrim was a little unhappy with this statement.

After this period of conquest, he has gradually discovered that these newly joined clan chiefs are a little empty-headed, usually shouting slogans, opening their mouths of blood and thunder, and closing their mouths of strength and glory, each one is more awesome than the other.

If you really fight, you will only play false, let other clans fight to the death in front, and they will follow behind to pick up heads.

Of course, there are some more belligerent chiefs, when they fight, they rush to the front, but they obviously lack war experience, and they die one after another in several tough battles, and the worst one of the chiefs' grandfather died on his father, his father died on his son, and his son died on his grandson, and the kung fu chiefs in less than a year have changed four, which can be described as full of loyalty.

Orgrim was embarrassed to send this clan into battle.

Now looking at these few people shouting slogans, he is angry, and he looks at King Sarufar on the side.

Bang!

The shouting came to an abrupt halt with the dull sound of metal hitting the ground.

King Sarufar stood up, his battle axe shaking vigorously.

With a somber gaze, he glanced at the angry orc chieftains and overseers.

"There have been many wars and many warriors in the past year, but the actions of some orcs have brought shame on the tribe, and I don't want to blame anyone here, but the decisive battle in three days will be a matter of survival or defeat for the tribe, and I hope you will be as brave and good as you say.

Orgrim has given me a mission to cut off the heads of the orcs who dare to stand in the way! The tribe does not need waste, and even less cowards. ”

Bang! He split all kinds of tomahawks on the stone table, and directly split the stone table in half.

"The fate of those cowards is like this table."

After a moment of silence, the orc chieftains screamed even more angrily.

"Don't worry, big chief, when have our brothers been afraid."

"That's what I'm saying, our Sword Clan's battle wasn't in the front!"

"That's it, when you get to the battlefield, you can see the performance of your brothers!"

"Yes, yes, whoever dares to retreat, we will be the first to spare him! Let's put the words here, and when the time comes, no one will be cowardly, and it's over. ”

Orgrim looked at the chiefs, not knowing whether to be relieved or wary.

But the morale is so high, it's hard to say anything.

Orgrim (Grand Chief): "Very well, my mighty orc warriors will crush those weak human elves like weeds, go gather the warriors, chiefs, in three days, we will fight the humans, for the sake of the tribe!" ”

"For the Horde!"

By the time the orc chieftains had dispersed, Orgrim wasn't as complacent as he had been.

On the contrary, he had a solemn look.

The offensive and defensive battles of Ironforge Fort made him deeply aware that the victory or defeat of the war still depends on high-end combat power, although the orc warriors are fierce and strong, but they are still defeated in the face of those dwarves' terrible weapons, and their flesh and blood cannot resist the power of artillery after all.

War depends on technology and magic, and a brave warrior is only a warrior after all.

Therefore, the first thing to do after the meeting was to inspect the training of the tribe's high-end troops.

Orcs don't have the technology and magic of those alliances to study, and the tribe's legal profession is to hug the thighs, and now that the war is imminent, of course, some elements and demons must be summoned to help.

In a canyon deep in the Plains of the Furious Tooth, it is the home of the Shadowmoon Clan and the base camp of the shamans.

As soon as Orgrim entered the camp, he immediately summoned Naozu.

"How's Naozu? How are you communicating with the elements of this world? ”

"It's going very well, Great Chief, everything is going according to plan, please come with me."

The two walked into the depths of the camp one after the other, and Orgrim saw an astonishing sight, the earth was torn apart, and a huge crack appeared in front of Orgrim.

Lava gushes out of the chasm, a lava-paved passage that leads to an unknown world.

"This is the Elemental Rift, I gathered the high-level shamans of the Flame Council and opened a portal to the Fire Elemental Plane, and now these Fire Elemental Creatures will continue to join us and become a powerful arm of the Horde, look at the Great Chief, this is the power of the elements!"

Fire Elemental, Fire Demon, Lava Demon Dog, Lava Rusher......

Hordes emerge from the lava portals, like an army of flames.

Orgrim nodded in satisfaction, these fire elemental creatures were no worse than demons just by looking good, and they didn't have the stench of that nasty evil energy. What impressed Orgrim the most were the lava giants, each twenty meters tall and as powerful as the Goron Behemoth.

Then Orgrim came to a remote canyon, and as soon as he got closer, the stench of evil energy gushed in.

The leader here is the high-ranking warlock, Grog Evil Eye, whose back is covered in skull ornaments, and he looks a bit like Gul'dan.

Grogo Evil Eye (High Warlock): "Great Chief, we have built a demon gate with materials collected in recent times, and now demons are constantly being summoned, and it is expected that five thousand demons will join the battle in three days. ”

Compared to the elemental rift opened by Nao Zu, the demon gate in front of him was much more shabby.

A doomsday guard was about to get out, but he was stuck in the lower half of his body, and the narrow portal couldn't be squeezed, and immediately a group of orcs went up and dragged the doomsday guard over.

Looking at the scolding appearance of the Doomsday Guard, it is obvious that he is not very satisfied with this treatment.

The orc warlock next to him hurriedly took the prepared soul crystal and went up to appease ......

Orgrim was also a little speechless, without Gul'dan as a spiritual leader, the orc warlocks had a hard time.

But Ogrim doesn't care, fewer demons are better to control, he only needs these warlocks to balance Nao Zu, but he doesn't want them to really sit big and control the entire tribe again, now this is just right.

But I still have to encourage it.

Orgrim (Grand Chief): "Well, that's good, five thousand demons are enough to play a certain role, three days later, your demon legion is ready to fight, the demon legion is an important part of the tribe's combat power, do it well, as long as this battle is fought well, I will appoint you as the chief and re-form the tyrannical clan." ”

"Ah, thank you to the Great Chief, I'll do a good job."

Grog Evil Eye breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't make it clear that more than half of the five thousand demons were inferior demons under their combat power.

But bad demons are also demons, anyway, they are called demons, and strictly speaking, they are not lies.

After Orgrim left, several high-ranking shamans who had come with Orgrim came over to watch the excitement.

"Yo Yo Yo, isn't this the evil eye brother, now the son is going to be developed, and he is going to be a chief."

"Being a hairy chieftain, as far as the gang of garbage demons they summoned, it's not a matter of giving away people's heads when they go to the battlefield."

"Haha, don't say that, maybe your character will explode and you will pick up someone's head."

"If you want me to say, Brother Evil Eye, you should also hurry up and change jobs, the warlock can't do it now, our shaman is the version of the answer."

Watching a few high-level shamans leave, Grogo Evil Eye was angry.

(Hmph, what do you fools know, where is the icing on the cake compared to sending charcoal in the snow, watching the elemental faction rise up and take refuge, it's not like being a dog for Nao Zu.)

Lao Tzu is now the leader of the warlock profession, and when the Burning Legion begins to conquer this world, Lao Tzu will be the identity of the version of the boss, and you will still be able to laugh when the time comes. ）

Coming out of the Warlock's camp, Orgrim was in a much better mood, and then he inspected the barracks of the Goron Behemoth and the Ogre Wizard, as well as the Blackstone Arsenal, which were generally very good, and the goblins had developed new ammunition for the trebuchet, which had increased its power a lot.

Trolls' research into berserk potions and sorcery has also been fruitful.

All kinds of new types of troops are emerging one after another, and now the form of the tribe is not a small good, but a great good.

It seems that this battle in three days will most likely be won.

Orgrim's good mood continued until he arrived at the Dragonmaw Clan's station, and while other clans began to domesticate Wyverns, the Dragonmaw Clan remained the tribe's primary air force.

However, when he came here, he found that the camp of the Dragonthroat Clan was obviously a little small, and those mighty evil dragons were almost gone.

Looking at the empty camp, Orgrim frowned.

A guard called out, "Where is your chief?" ”

"Oh, mom, it's the big chief who is here, please come in, please come in, our chief hasn't come back yet, he went to capture the dragon beast a few days ago, and he's been gone for a few days, but he should be back soon."

"When will it be soon? Within three days? ”

The orc guard spread his hands out, and he looked unclear.

"Where's Necrus?"

"You said that our second chief, he left not long after the chief left, and we don't know what they did, we are just a small soldier, and we don't understand."

Orgrim's answer annoyed Orgrim for a while, and he was about to go to war and disappeared, what a bunch of shit, Zurud and Necruz - better not let me down.

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At this moment, Zurud and Necruz were staring at each other with wide eyes.

They were located in a ruins deep underground, and not far away was a massive altar in the style of Night Elves.

On the altar in front of you, a huge stone door was sealed.

Zurud was originally quite excited, but after a few days of exploration and the loss of hundreds of his men, they finally entered the depths of this ruin, the mysterious altar that is said to seal the dragon's soul.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I found the place, I found that someone had cut off the beard.

Zurud (Chief Dragonthroat): "What are you doing Necruz, are you going to rebel!" I let you stay in the camp, why are you here. ”

Necruz (Dragonthroat Warlock): "Oh, how can you say that, Chieftain, I'm just here to help you. ”

He glanced at the stone door with some weakness, he had just studied the runes on the door, and it was about to open.

Unexpectedly, Zurud still came.

Do you want to do it......

He glanced behind him, the losses of the troops he brought were small, and now there were still six or seven hundred people, which was not bad compared to the other side.

If it really starts, he still has a few chances of winning.

"Help me, hum, no need, now that I'm here, you can step down!"

"Stand down? Hehehe, the chief is a bit out of the blue, we are all members of the Dragon's Throat Clan, why should we step down, can't the chief believe me? ”

"Don't off my Knightluz, I'm the chief of the Dragonthroat Clan!"

"Don't get excited, Chieftain, I just want to share this glory together, if even you have to doubt me, why do you let the warriors of the Dragonthroat Clan serve you."

Just when the two of them were rattling and exchanging cruel words - boom!

Both of them were taken aback, and when they turned their heads, they saw that the stone gate that sealed the entrance to the altar had been shattered, and those adventurers who had been recruited with the army were rushing towards the stone gate.

Zurud suddenly became anxious, "Come back to you bunch of waste, listen to my orders!" ”

Necruz was also shocked, "Don't run around, listen to my command!" There are still many dangers in this ruin, and once touched, it is dangerous. ”

"Listen to your mother's orders, I don't care if Ogrim comes today, rush, grab it!"

"Everyone from the Blade Club is here, and you must grab the Dragon's Soul today!"

"Everyone in the Bloody Dragon City will come with me and grab the soul of the dragon 100,000 per person!"

"The people in the back block the door, don't let those two stupid NPCs come in and make trouble!"

Zurud and Necruz trembled angrily, too arrogant, too shameless, these adventurers were simply unscrupulous.

(End of chapter)