Chapter 345 Tribe’s War Mobilization

Author: Baoyue Liuguang

Chapter 345 Tribe’s War Mobilization

Meanwhile - the tribal military camp.

At this moment, Wrathfang Plains has become a huge construction site, full of orc workers who are busy building fortresses and arrow towers.

Orc cavalry riding wolves patrolled the border, and bipedal flying dragon cavalry in the sky searched for any suspicious targets.

Orc adventurers place flags around the camp to duel, or accept the task of collecting materials and run into the mountains to hunt crocodiles, cut down trees and mine minerals.

The atmosphere of war is burning like wildfire.

In the deepest part of the orc camp, in the huge war fortress, Orgrim, like Godwin, summoned the chiefs of the major clans and encouraged the orc chiefs who came to join the war.

Orgrim (Warchief): "The spies on the front line have sent back information, and the Alliance's army has been dispatched. They are divided into three groups and will attack us from three sides. The king of mankind also sent a letter of war.

!We are scheduled to have a decisive battle with them in the wilderness of the wetland in three days.

Tell me, my mighty chiefs and warlords, how I should reply to the King of Men."

Iron-Blooded Warrior (Chief Wolf Warrior): "What do you need to say? Go with them and kill all the scum of the alliance."

Marshal Bi (Chief of The Departed Walker): "You're right, our powerful tribal warriors are invincible. Just those useless snacks from the Alliance will do the trick."

Ba Dao Qing Wu (Ba Dao Chief): "Hahaha, my sword is already hungry and thirsty."

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

Greenskin King (Warhammer Chieftain): "wahhhhh!"

Before the leaders of several tribes could speak, the chiefs and governors of the newly promoted clans had already begun to scream.

However, Orgrim was a little unhappy with this statement.

After this period of fighting, he has gradually discovered that most of these newly joined clan chiefs are a bit vain. They usually shout loud slogans, open their mouths for blood and thunder, and close their mouths for strength and glory. Each one is more awesome than the last.

If there was a real fight, everyone would just play imaginary and let the other clans fight to the death in front, while they followed behind and picked up the heads.

Of course, there are some more warlike chiefs. During the war, they rushed to the front without hesitation, but they obviously lacked war experience. After several tough battles, they died one after another. The worst one was the chief whose grandfather died and his father died.

If the son dies, then the grandson will go. In less than a year, there have been four chiefs. It can be said that the family is full of loyal people.

It made Orgrim feel embarrassed to send this clan to the battlefield.

Now he was angry when he saw these people shouting slogans, and he looked at King Saurfang beside him.

boom!

A dull sound of metal hitting the ground brought the shouts to an abrupt end.

King Saurfang stood up and shook the battle ax in his hand vigorously.

He glanced at the angry orc chiefs and warlords with a gloomy look.

"Many wars have occurred in the past year, and many warriors have emerged. However, the behavior of some orcs has brought shame to the tribe. I don't want to blame anyone here, but the decisive battle in three days will be related to the survival of the tribe.

Victory or defeat, I hope you can be as brave and good at fighting as you say.

Orgrim gave me a task. I will personally cut off the heads of those orcs who dare to be cowardly! The tribe does not need waste, let alone cowards."

Bang! He struck the stone table with his battle ax in various ways, directly splitting the stone table into two halves.

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

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

"Don't worry, Chief, when have our brothers ever been afraid?"

"That's right, our Ba Dao clan didn't rush to the front in that battle!"

"That's right, when you get to the battlefield, you'll see how your brothers perform!"

"Yes, yes, if anyone dares to retreat, we will be the first to not let him go! Let's put our words here. When the time comes, no one will be intimidated. Just do it."

Orgrim looked at these chiefs and didn't know whether to feel relieved or wary.

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

Orgrim (Warchief): "Very good, my powerful orc warriors will crush those weak human elves like weeds. Go gather the warriors, chiefs. In three days, we will have a decisive battle with humans.

For the tribe!"

"For the tribe!"

When the orc chiefs dispersed, Orgrim was not as satisfied as he was before.

On the contrary, he showed a solemn expression.

The Ironforge offensive and defensive battle made him deeply realize that the victory or defeat of the war depends on high-end combat power. Although the orc warriors are fierce and powerful, they are still defeated in the face of the terrible weapons of the dwarves. After all, flesh and blood cannot withstand it.

The power of artillery.

War relies on technology and magic, and brave warriors are just warriors after all.

Therefore, the first thing after the meeting was to inspect the training status of the tribe's high-end military units.

The orcs don't have the technology of the alliance, and they can study magic. The tribe's legal profession is all about hugging each other. Now that the war is about to begin, of course some elements must be summoned, and demons have come to help.

In a canyon deep in the Wrathfang Plains is where the Shadowmoon Clan is stationed and the shaman's headquarters.

As soon as Orgrim entered the camp, he immediately summoned Ner'zhul.

"How is Ner'zhul? How is your communication with the elements of this world going?"

"It's going very well, Chief. Everything is going according to plan. Please come with me."

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

Lava gushes out from the cracks, and a passage paved with lava leads to an unknown world.

"This is - the elemental rift. I have gathered the high-level shamans of the Flame Council and opened a portal to the fire elemental plane. Now these fire elemental creatures will join us in a steady stream and become a powerful helper for the tribe.

Behold, Warchief, this is the power of the elements!"

Fire element, fire demon, lava devil dog, lava surger...

Groups of people emerged from the portal made of lava, like an army made of flames.

Orgrim nodded with satisfaction. The appearance of these fire elemental creatures was no worse than that of demons, and they did not have that annoying stench of evil energy. What impressed Orgrim the most was the lava giants.

Each giant monster is twenty meters tall, as powerful as the Goron beast.

Then, Orgrim came to a remote canyon. As soon as he got closer, the stench of evil energy spurted out.

The leader here is the high-level warlock Grogo Evil Eye. His back is covered with skull decorations, and he looks a bit like Gul'dan.

Grogo Evil Eye (high-level warlock): "Warchief, we have used the materials collected recently to build a demon gate. Now demons are being summoned continuously. It is expected that there will be five thousand in three days."

The devil joins the fight."

Compared with the elemental rift opened by Ner'zhul, the demon gate in front of me is much shabby.

A doomsday guard was about to get out, but his lower body was stuck. He couldn't squeeze through the narrow portal. Immediately, a group of orcs came up and dragged the doomsday guard over.

Looking at the way the doomsday guard was cursing, he was obviously not satisfied with this treatment.

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

Orgrim was also speechless. Without Gul'dan as their spiritual leader, life for the orc warlocks would be difficult.

But Orgrim didn't care, as there were fewer demons and it was easier to control. He only needed these warlocks to check Ner'zhul, but he didn't want them to really become powerful and control the entire tribe again. This was just fine for now.

But you still need to be encouraged.

Orgrim (Warchief): "Well, it's very good. Five thousand demons are enough to play a certain role. In the war in three days, your demon army is ready to join the battle. The demon army is an important part of the tribe's combat power.

Work hard, and as long as this battle goes well, I will appoint you as the chief and reorganize the Ravager clan."

"Ah, thank you very much, Chief. I will definitely perform well."

Grogo Evil Eye breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't say something clearly. More than half of these five thousand demons were lemures with low combat effectiveness.

But lemures are also demons. They are called demons anyway, so strictly speaking, they are not lying.

After Orgrim left, several high-level shamans who came with Orgrim came over to watch the fun.

"Hey, hey, isn't this Brother Xieyan? He's going to be prosperous now, and he's going to be a chief."

"Being a Mao chief, just like this bunch of rubbish demons they summoned, you don't have to pay for your death when you go to the battlefield."

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

"Let me tell you, Brother Xieyan, you should change your profession as soon as possible. Warlocks are no longer good. Shamans are the answer."

Seeing several high-level shamans leaving in disbelief, Grogo Xie was furious.

(Hmph, what do you idiots know? The icing on the cake is nothing compared to providing help in times of need. Just looking at the rise of the elemental factions and joining them is not like being a dog to Ner'zhul.

I am now the leader of the Warlock profession. When the Burning Legion begins to conquer the world, I will be the version BOSS. I’ll see if you can still laugh at that time.)

After walking out of the warlock camp, Orgrim was in a much better mood. Then he inspected the barracks of the Goron behemoth and the ogre wizard, as well as the Blackstone Arsenal. Overall, they were very good. The goblins were throwing stones.
To be continued...