Blackstone Mountains – Blackstone Towers –

The Black Hand brothers sat in the stands of the training ground, looking at the orc warriors in the hall below who were training against each other, and nodded with satisfaction.

After months of tug-of-war with the Black Iron Dwarves in the Black Stone Tower, he has finally gained a foothold.

The largest output of the Blackstone Tower is a large amount of black iron ore, using the metal ore here, coupled with the forging technology obtained from the black iron dwarves, the equipment of the Blackstone clan has been upgraded again, all black iron heavy armor, strong blades, and it is no longer the miserable situation of what kind of person has an axe in his hand.

The heavy legion of the Blackstone clan has finally been established again, looking at the rows of tin cans in the training ground below, Red Black Hand is proud, this is the foundation of the Black Hand family.

A Blackstone Guard hurried over, "Chief Chief, the messenger of the Great Chief has arrived. ”

Great Chief? Ruthless?

The two brothers looked at each other, both a little surprised.

Ever since the Blade ruthlessly sealed the Dark Gate, Draenor and Azeroth have not been able to communicate with each other, and they have no idea what is going on on Draenor's side.

I don't know that now the tribe has risen again.

I'm a little curious about the ruthless return of the Overlord to Azeroth.

"This is the letter from the Great Chief."

The two brothers took the letter and read it, and were immediately surprised.

The content of the letter is simple.

I, the ruthless sword and the great chieftain of the tribe, carry on Orgrim's legacy, and vow to set foot on the alliance and conquer Azeroth.

Now that the 500,000 army has been prepared, according to the strategy formulated by Orgrim back then, all major legions must send troops to join the alliance and build a great cause together according to the agreement of that year.

I am now waiting at the Gate of Darkness for you to lead your forces to the Alliance.

Maim Black Hand said, "Big brother, are we going to the Alliance?"

Red Black Hand shook his head, "Blackstone Mountain is our homeland, our foundation, the Blackstone clan has finally gained a foothold here, how can it be easily abandoned."

Besides, the alliance is not so easy to fight. ”

There's no way, it's really that during the first two wars, Red Black Hand was psychologically shadowed by the Alliance.

The first time, Daddy was directly slammed.

The second bloody battle lasted for half a year, and in the end it was reversed.

To say that the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the alliance is actually like that, but it can't stand the fact that there are many heroes and lords, and the top combat power of the tribe is too poor.

Not only is it inferior to the other party in terms of quantity, but it is also not united enough, everyone has their own careful thoughts, and they can also rely on the Draenor Seven Male Men Heavenly Group to play a wave of advantages in the early stage.

Later, with Gul'dan's departure, Hellroar disappeared, and the Horde's strongest forces died one after another, the Destroyer Black Hand, the Sarufar Brothers, Durotan, Orgrim, and Kargas Blade Fist...... Those mighty heroes died one by one.

Red's black hand witnessed the tragedy of this war, and he really didn't want to continue to fight.

Calling the messenger, Red Black Hand made his decision, "Tell the Great Chief that I would love to join him, but we have just established ourselves in the Blackstone Mountains, and the Black Iron Dwarves have been trying to retake this territory and are constantly attacking from underground, so I must prepare for war with the Black Iron Dwarves, so I can't go to war."

However, I am still willing to live for the Great Chief, and I will send an elite Black Iron Heavy Infantry to join the Horde's army, and I will also provide a number of Black Iron equipment to the Tribe's warriors, including the Black Iron Dwarven Blacksmith. ”

The main force must not be sent, but it is still possible to send a small force to provide some equipment.

The messenger didn't talk nonsense, nodded and agreed.

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Valley of Thorns - Blood God Fortress -

"What, the overlord ruthlessly asked me to go and form an alliance with him and fight an alliance together?"

Kilrog Deadeye sat on the chieftain's throne and sneered at the orc messenger in front of him.

"Tell the 'Great Chief' that we are currently being infested by trolls and have no strength to help him fight, and besides, the Blood Ring Clan has long since quit the tribe, so you can get out."

But the messenger was not angry.

"Chief Kilrog, the big chief of my family said that everyone is orcs, all tribal brothers from Draenor, and they should be united in order to survive in this strange world, of course he understands the difficulties of Chief Kilrog, so when I came, he said that the Blood God Legion does not need to send a large army, as long as it sends some special troops casually, the meaning is fine.

As long as the face is passable, the big chief can not blame the past, and if the Blood God Legion is in trouble in the future, the tribe is willing to help. ”

Well? Kilrog Deadeye couldn't help but be a little puzzled, he had voted against the ruthless inheritance of the position of the Great Chieftain in the first place.

Is the sword ruthless so easy to speak?

After thinking about it, sending only a small number of troops is nothing, and it is better to maintain good relations with the tribe than multiple enemies.

"I can send fifty Blood Priests to join the horde's army." Kilrog said tentatively.

Fifty Blood Priests are really a bit out of reach, and this is not enough for an alliance adventure team to kill in one day.

However, when the messenger came, he was ruthlessly instructed by the overlord, and there was no requirement for the number at all.

"Yes, fifty Blood God Priests are enough, I think the Great Chief will be very satisfied."

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Dragon Islands –

"Hold on to it, don't let it run."

"Throw the net!"

"Get out of the way of you green-skinned monsters, and tremble before the power of the dragon—roar!"

The adult red dragon in front of him spewed out a mouthful of dragon fire, and the dragon throat hunters immediately skillfully dodged the attack of the dragon's breath, while constantly shooting out anchor chains and throwing nets.

The red dragon angrily slapped an orc infantry into a meatloaf, and swept away an unlucky orc warrior with its tail.

It is intolerable that these hateful green-skinned monsters should dare to challenge the majesty of the dragon.

As it pondered how to destroy the orcs, an orc warlock dressed in dragon skin robes slowly walked towards the dragon, a magic crystal glittering at the top of his staff.

The red dragon was stunned for a moment, and in the next second, a huge force of coercion and restraint was suppressed.

The red dragon fell to the ground weakly, wailing in pain, and its huge body was powerless to resist.

"What the hell have you done, despicable orc?"

Necruz (Chief Dragonthroat): "Hehehehe, it doesn't matter what I did, soon this won't be something you need to worry about, give up the struggle, give up the resistance, it's pointless." ”

Looking at the huge dragon in front of him, Necruz was not afraid, in the face of the power of the dragon's soul, these dragons could only surrender.

He pressed the staff against the crown of the dragon's forehead between the horns, and the crystal light on the staff flashed, and the dragon's eyes immediately became hollow, as if the soul had been drained, and the orc dragon trainer put on the collar and shackles, and hung the saddle.

This is the seventh dragon that has been hunted today.

This dragon archipelago is truly a paradise for dragon hunting.

An orc dragon knight descended from the sky, and the green dragon cub under his crotch was unusually obedient.

The dragon knight walked quickly over to Necrus, "Lord Necruz, the Great Chief has sent a messenger. ”

Five minutes later, Necruz picked up the messenger, and with him the messenger was an 'advisor'.

"What? The Great Chief told us to go to the Dark Gate Alliance? ”

Necrus subconsciously turned around and looked at the black-skinned orc behind him.

The orc glanced at him, and Nexrus looked sluggish for a moment, and immediately returned to normal.

Zhengse said: "The Dragon's Throat Legion is carrying out important operations, and it is inconvenient to participate in the war at this time." ”

The messenger had already prepared for this: "The Great Chief said that this situation may be encountered, if this is the case, then please send some dragon knights to help in the battle, there are as many as you want, and the most important thing is that there must be a dragon trainer." ”

Necrus looked back at it again, and this action made the messenger wonder a little, who was that black-skinned orc, so valued?

The black-skinned orc nodded slightly, and now Necrus finally agreed.

Necruz was much more generous than Kielrog, and after consulting with his 'advisors', he decided to send 500 dragon warriors, as well as 100 baby dragons, 20 young dragons, and 10 adult dragons to help the tribe in the war.

These dragons have been wiped out of consciousness by the dragon's soul, and only have the instinct of a beast, which is very suitable for manipulation.

In addition to this, a batch of dragon trainers and dragon eggs were also sent.

This resource is nothing to the current Dragonthroat Clan, and the Dragonthroat Clan has more than three thousand dragons in the Dragon's Throat Islands.

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The Endless Sea - Abyss Fleet -

The messenger jumped off the wyvern, and was immediately frightened by the orcs who had come to greet him.

The other party's face has several eyeballs, one arm has become deformed and thick, the brain is a little crooked, and the mouth full of fangs grows haphazardly, and he has a harass, which does not look very smart.

Looking at the orcs around them, almost all of them look like this.

Looking at him, there was something wrong with the eyes.

However, this messenger has seen many scenes, and the orcs like to strengthen themselves in all kinds of strange ways, drinking the blood of demons, absorbing evil energy, cutting off a hand and pressing the blade, gouging out the eye to gain the ability of foreknowledge, and the scene in front of them is still within the range of bearing.

The messenger shouted, "I am the envoy of the Great Chief, and I have come to Master Naozu on behalf of the tribe, and I will take me to Master Naozu at once." ”

Tribe? Great Chief?

These two words caused a commotion among the orcs, and these Void Orcs were not mentally normal after their automatic transformation, but the title of the tribe and the Great Chief still evoked some of their memories.

Soon the messenger was brought to Naozu.

Nao Zu was standing at the bow of the ship, staring at the sea in front of him in a daze, his body shrouded in ominous void energy, cracks forming on the surface of his body, emitting a purple glow that made people shudder.

"Master Naozu, I have a letter from the Great Chief here, you can look at ......"

Naozu took the letter and clutched it lightly, and it was reduced to ashes under the power of the void.

"Say, what does the sword ruthless want to do?"

"The Great Chief has gathered an army of half a million and is ready to launch a third war, this time the alliance must be completely defeated, this is the plan set by Orgrim, Master Naozu, I hope you can fulfill your original promise."

"Orgrim is an idiot, ruthless is a waste, as for the Destroyer Black Hand, that guy is as ignorant as a wild boar, and those chieftains and overseers in the tribe are all such goods, if not worse, because you still want to conquer this world? Heheha, it's really whimsical.

I have seen too many powerful enemies on this long journey, and the tribes are doomed to fail if they want to conquer this world, tell me the Courier, why should I join a war that is doomed to failure? ”

Nao Zu said, and couldn't help but think of the Storm Dragon King and Shenwu Emperor who had fought not long ago, and until now he still hadn't figured out what was going on with those two guys.

I have mastered the power of the ancient gods, so there is no reason to fail.

Yes, it must be that this 'Pava' is not strong enough, as long as you dig up another ancient god and absorb it once, you can be truly invincible.

"Master Naozu, what the big chief means, if you don't plan to go to war, then please send some troops to help the tribe, you don't need much, the meaning of the big chief, just send some symbolically."

"Hehehehe, I won't send a single soldier to the sword ruthless, the war of the tribe is meaningless to me, capture cities, seize territories, train soldiers...... None of this is meaningless, only strength, power is everything.

Go back and tell the sword to be ruthless, and when I find enough strength, I'll go to him, and I'll make him understand how ridiculous what he's doing. ”

The messenger suddenly didn't know how to speak, it was too shameless, and if he said this to the Great Chief, I don't know if it would cause anger.

"Master Nao Zu, you better write a letter for me to bring back."

"Reply......"

Neozu walked up to the orc and grabbed him by the neck, "This is my reply. ”

The power of the void was suddenly released, and it was instantly injected into the orc messenger's body, and his body immediately distorted, and a painful roar came out of his mouth.

A Void Orc is born.

"Go, go tell your Great Chief, everything."

Watch as the messenger, corrupted by the power of the Void, vanishes into the sky on a two-legged wyvern.

Nao Zu snorted coldly.

At this time, the navigator suddenly shouted, "Look, there's a fog ahead!" ”

Gugar hurriedly came over and asked, "Master Naozu, the fog ahead has obscured the course, we should return home." ”

"Don't worry, my Eye of the Old God can see through this fog, see through everything, and move on my faithful servant, our destination is about to arrive."

Naozu's voice was calm but full of oppressive power, and Gugar did not dare to disobey in the slightest, and with an order, the huge fleet slowly sailed into the fog and disappeared without a trace.

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Soon after—the Dark Gate Tribe Camp—

Ruthless (Grand Chief of the Tribe): "What? How dare this old deflated calf dare to say that about us? Hell, there's no mistake, this beast scum? ”

Looking at the deformed orc in front of him who had been corrupted by the void, the overlord sword was ruthless and angry.

This is a naked demonstration, I can't give you the steps, and it's not as good as Kilrog.

But Nao Zu actually took refuge in the ancient gods? This plot is a bit beyond expectations.

It's not angry, four has become three, which is not bad.

He had long known that it was impossible for these legion leaders to come to the alliance, and the six legion leaders arranged by Orgrim were all ambitious people, and no one obeyed anyone, and they didn't care about the overall situation one by one.

The so-called wolf can't go up to the dog, and when the group of orc heroes who can really fight are all dead, there will be no tricks at all.

This time I played the alliance, and when I thought about it, I knew that it was impossible to come over and be my little brother.

What he really wants to obtain is actually the power system and scientific and technological equipment mastered by these legions, and the special types of troops.

Anyway, as long as the plot is reasonable, as long as they are still nominally under the jurisdiction of the tribe, then they can use the management system to develop troops, professions, and technologies.

So far, it seems that the plan is not bad.

New Classes:

Black Iron Orc Sanctioner - a hoplite with full attack and defense, first-class resistance, the only drawback is that the speed is a little slower.

Blood Priest - Can inflict Blood Plague Curse on enemies, can inflict a Blood Recovery buff on your own troops, and is a good support unit.

Orc Dragon Knights – Powerful aerial combat units in three different versions, and thanks to a batch of dragon eggs, the Horde can now build their own dragon nests and train their own dragon knights.

New Mounts:

Three-color young dragons, red, blue, and green young dragons, the overlord sword is ruthlessly ready to be distributed as a high-level prestige reward, and adventurers who fight in the future will not have to fight hard for prestige. Today, the dragon knights of the Dragon's Throat Knights are a ragtag army, but the strange thing is that there is not a single black dragon or a bronze dragon, all of them are red, blue and green dragons.

New Equipment:

Dragon skin series, dragon scale series, purple quality, need tribal prestige reverence above to find the dragon throat quartermaster to buy.

The Black Iron series, an open-supply blue quality set, is available in two versions of plate armor and chain mail, as well as up to seventeen blue quality weapons, which can be purchased by respected tribal adventurers at the Blackstone Quartermaster.

New Technologies:

Black Iron Enchantment, contributed by the Black Iron Dwarven Blacksmith, adds additional Black Iron armor pieces to equipment, increasing higher defense.

Dragon's Blood Alchemy Elixir, provided by the Dragon's Throat Clan, can increase a variety of different attribute buffs, spell resistance and spell strength in different colors.

The Blood Fury Drink, provided by the Blood God Legion, can increase the rage of the warrior and enhance the berserk effect, which is even more effective when used in conjunction with the Evil Energy Drink.

Have someone bring the messenger down to the shaman for healing.

Little Sarufar came back to him.

"Grand Chief, when are we going to attack Fort Watch?"

"Fort Watch, why attack Fort Watch?"

"That fortress is near the exit to the Cursed Lands, and if we don't take the Watchtower, we'll always be threatened."

The sword was ruthless but smiled faintly.

"No, there is no need to attack the Stormwind Kingdom head-on, I have another goal, pass my order, except for the troops guarding the Dark Gate, all of them go south."

Little Sarufar was a little surprised, "But the sea is all to the south?" ”

"All I'm going to is the sea."

After arranging the route of the march, Ba Dao ruthlessly returned to his tent and packed his luggage.

"It is very dangerous to attack by sea, the navy of the alliance is very strong, especially the navy of Kurderas, although your army is strong, I have noticed that there is no professional navy." A voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Ba Dao was ruthlessly startled, and when he turned around, he saw a figure standing there with a vicissitudes of life.

He was overjoyed.

"Grom Hell Roar, my old fellow, you're finally here."

He went up with a hug, and Hell Roar pushed away the overlord with a blank face, "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

"Don't worry, everything has been arranged, and there will be no trouble on the sea route," Ba Dao said ruthlessly and confidently, "If you don't believe me, you can act with me and see for yourself how the tribe conquers this world in my hands."

Let's fight together, just like in the old days. ”

Grom Hell Roar looked at the ruthlessness of the overlord and nodded with a complicated expression, "Okay, then I'll wait and see, let's go on the road together - just like in the old days." ”

(End of chapter)