News of the death of the great traitor Gul'dan quickly spread throughout the tribe. This is the best news that the tribe, which has suffered successive defeats in recent times, has received.
Even the low morale has been restored a lot.
After the Alliance captured the Sardo Bridge, the Horde did not continue to stop them in the wetlands, but immediately evacuated the Khaz Modan area. However, some orcs began to secretly oppose Orgrim. They believed that Orgrim had already
No longer the victorious chief, they refused to leave the wetlands.
For these conspirators who were thinking about rebellion in critical moments, Orgrim did not waste time on them, but allowed them to secretly incite the soldiers wantonly.
The chief thought very clearly. Since these soldiers don't want to leave, let them stay in the wetland. Anyway, people are needed to stop the alliance. At this critical moment, we must remove these bastards from the tribe.
Expelling them would not be a bad thing for the inevitable stalemate on the battlefield and possible counterattacks in the future.
"Look at our chief, he's running away as fast as a rabbit without a tail!"
Nekros the Skullbreaker spat disdainfully on the ground. After Zuluhed, the chief of the Dragonmaw Clan, died in Quel'Thalas, he became the new chief of the Dragonmaw Clan.
Unlike the cowardly Zuluhid, Nekros the Skullbreaker is an ambitious orc. He was once a warlock. Chasing strength and power is his instinct. He was also the first to find someone who could control the dragon.
The artifact "Soul of the Dragon", that golden disk-like thing, is his most valued treasure.
At this time, after the Horde army retreated, Nekros stood on the top of Grim Batol. From his position, he could easily see the Alliance scouts advancing in the wetlands.
Orgrim gave up the wetland, so Dailin's original feint attack turned into a real landing. However, the alliance's huge navy did not stay in this wetland for too long. Two days after the battle, they set sail to
After reaching the southern part of the continent, it was obvious that Admiral Dai Lin was unwilling to give up his prey. He wanted to hunt down the escaping orcs by sea.
Next to Nekros is an orc warlock wearing a robe. The warchief has escaped, and no one will obey his prohibition. These orc warlocks who hide their identities can once again appear in the light with arrogance.
"Chief, Orgrim ran away. He obviously planned to use us as cannon fodder..."
The orc warlock said to Nekros: "Should we leave here too? The number of those Alliance dogs is increasing. I heard that even the dwarves of Khaz Modan have joined them. If they attack...
"
"Run? No, no, no, we won't run!"
A hint of cunning flashed in Nekros's eyes, and he said softly: "Orgrim treats us as cannon fodder, but I am also using him! Don't worry, before the alliance eliminates Orgrim, they will not be able to use the extra power.
Attack us!"
"More importantly..."
Skullcrusher looked back at the underground city of Grim Batol, which stretched over the mountains behind him, and he said with great satisfaction:
"Even if they want to attack us, given the easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain of Grim Batol, how many casualties will they have to pay? As long as human commanders are not idiots, they will not come to gnaw on this hard bone at this time.
The dwarf city can accommodate tens of thousands of people! The supplies left in it are enough for us to live for several years!"
"When the next batch of baby dragons hatch and grow up, my dragon knights will take off from this fortress and burn everything with dragon fire. This world... this world that even Orgrim failed to capture...
.will eventually become my treasure!”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Skullcrusher seemed to have seen the day when he would become the king of the world. He laughed arrogantly, but the orc warlock standing next to him was not as confident as he was. The orc warlock looked behind him with some fear.
underground castle, he said softly:
"But Chief Nekros, you are also a warlock. I believe you can also feel the darkness hidden in this castle... That kind of strange power is like a whisper. Many soldiers have reported that they
You will have very weird dreams when you sleep... The dwarves abandoned this castle for a reason, Chief, this is not a place where you can stay for a long time."
The words of the orc warlock also made Nekros silent for a few seconds. Anyone who can become a warlock is not a fool. Nekros naturally knew the risks of staying here for a long time, but he could not think of any good place for a while. He rubbed his chin,
After a moment, he whispered:
"Then let those red dragons use their fire of life to clean up the entire castle. Hey, with the dragon soul here, they must listen to us! Speaking of which, the red dragon queen Alexstrasza
She is really powerful, she is comparable to thousands of armies. If I can understand the true secret of the Dragon Soul and control her to fight for us, there will be no need to be so dormant... We can go out and take over the world with swagger!"
Seeing the new chief entering into that kind of fantasy about the future again, the orc warlock was a little helpless, but Nekros did not lie. The red dragon's breath had a very powerful restraint effect on these sneaky darkness. Thinking of this, the warlock's
His worries were relieved a little, but he soon remembered another thing.
"Chief, before Orgrim leaves, let us send the dragon to help Red. Blackhand, that kid, do we want to help?"
The warlock asked, which interrupted Nekros' fantasy. He snorted with dissatisfaction, but after thinking for a moment, he nodded.
"Pai! Judging from Orgrim's tone, that kid Blackhand will soon be called the chief of the Blackstone Clan. That is a big clan. It will do us no harm to establish a good relationship with him in advance, not to mention.
..”
Nekros's eyes flashed:
"The stronger Orgrim's side is, the more Alliance dogs it can attract, and the safer we will be."
After saying that, he glanced with disgust at the Alliance scouts who were trying to get close to Grim Batol. He stretched out his hand and waved his staff. The next moment, an orc rider controlling a young dragon flew through the sky.
, spreading the scorching flames on those bastards who didn’t know whether to live or die.
At the same time, off the southern coastline of the continent, a huge fleet was advancing rapidly. The flag of this fleet was the flag of Kul Tiras. It was an anchor with a white background, representing
The commander of this fleet is a soldier from Kul Tiras.
The flag of the flagship is also dotted with the royal blue ribbon, which shows that there is a royal member of noble blood here.
That's right, this fleet of nearly 30 battleships is the vanguard of the Alliance Navy commanded by Admiral Dai Lin.
Dai Lin, wearing a blue cloak, a command knife on his waist, and a captain's hat, was patrolling the deck. The great knight Cyrus was closely guarding His Majesty the King. Seeing the king's arrival, the navigator hurriedly leaned over to salute. Dai Lin
He nodded to him, looked at the surrounding sea, and said loudly:
"Navigator! Report position!"
"Your Majesty, we are about to cross the coastline of the Khaz Modan region. After 5 hours of sailing, we will reach the Long Beach waters in the western wilderness of the Kingdom of Stormwind. From there we can choose to land and pursue the orcs by land, or continue south.
Landing from Stranglethorn Valley is closer to Blackstone Mountain, but Stranglethorn Valley is controlled by goblins and there are many pirates there."
The navigator is a young man in his twenties and is not a member of the Kul Tiras navy. During this period, the navies of all countries are under the command of Dai Lin. It is not surprising that this situation occurs, but at this age
For the profession of navigator, it was considered very immature, which made Dai Lin somewhat doubtful of this young man's abilities.
However, it seemed that the young navigator was quite familiar with the waters of the southern continent, which made Dai Lin feel relieved.
"Believe me, kid, pirates are nothing. Of course, chasing those green-skinned bastards is more important right now."
The king twirled his beautifully groomed beard. He turned to look at the surrounding blue sea. This was not an important sea transportation route, and the war between the orcs had not spread here. However, looking at the scenery of this sea area, it seemed that
Same as in peacetime.
"How long until the next supply point?"
Dai Lin asked again. The navigator calculated the time, looked at the compass again, and replied:
"It will take another 40 minutes for us to arrive at Tidal Island. It is the most suitable island in the Khaz Modan Sea. It is rich in supplies. We can replenish fresh water there, pick some wild fruits, or hunt for meat.
"
"Very well, kid, what's your name?"
Dai Lin patted the young man in front of him on the shoulder with satisfaction, which flattered the young navigator. He hurriedly gave a military salute and replied:
"Report Admiral! My name is Taylor, I come from the Kingdom of Stormwind! I...I admire you very much. It was because of listening to your story that I decided to join the navy and become a navigator!"
"Oh, Taylor? What a great name."
Dai Lin was also amused by what the young man said. He laughed and motioned for him to continue working. He said softly:
"Tyler, you are a good soldier. Maybe you will become an admiral of the alliance in the future. Anyway, come on!"
On the other side, the fleet of the Black Teeth Smiling Clan, returning from the hell-like Tomb of Sargeras in the middle of the distant Endless Sea, is also heading in the same direction.
There are only 7 ships left in this fleet. The warriors who followed Red to hunt down Gul'dan only have less than 1,000 people left, which can be said to be heavy casualties. And their leader Red, the Blackhand slave Sar
After Gras' Tomb returned, things were not normal. He locked himself in the captain's cabin and didn't know what he was doing.
"Bang bang"
There was a knock on the door, and Red Blackhand, who was leaning against the window, shouted in disgust: "Get out! Don't bother me!"
"Brother, it's me, Maimu."
Maimu Blackhand's voice sounded, and Red breathed a sigh of relief. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:
"Come in."
Maimu, who was wearing red armor, walked into the captain's room with a piece of grilled fish. He put the food on the table and looked at his brother. He hesitated. Finally, he asked:
"Brother, what's wrong with you? You haven't been normal since you returned from the temple. We are very worried about you."
"It's nothing, Maimu, I'm very curious, no need to worry."
Reid rejected his brother's concerns in a stiff tone. He walked to the table, picked up the grilled fish, and asked while eating:
"How long until we reach shore?"
"Tony Shuangya told me that it may take another day before we reach the West Wilderness, and he plans to replenish supplies at the Tide Island in front."
Maimu replied: "You don't need to worry, brother, Tony is a very good captain and an old pirate. It will be no problem to leave it to him."
"That troll is a bastard, stay away from him, Maimu."
Red snorted disdainfully, and there was silence between the two brothers again. It was not until Red finished eating the grilled fish that Maim asked cautiously:
"Brother, did you meet someone in that temple?"
This question made Red immediately raise his head, and he looked at Maim seriously:
"Who told you?"
"Well, no one, I guess."
Maim scratched his head and said to Reid:
"Last night when I was on patrol, I saw you sitting on the side of the boat, drunk, talking to yourself. I also heard you talking over and over about "goodbye", "it will make the family proud" and what not.
"Will reorganize the orthodox tribe" and the like, tell me, brother, those warriors who followed you to the temple have not come back. What exactly did you encounter there? How did you kill Gul'dan?"
Seeing the curiosity in his brother's eyes, Red hesitated for a moment. He motioned for his brother to sit aside. After thinking for a moment, Red said:
"I...well, I just, these few nights, I always dream about my father, Maimu. He said a lot to me. He confessed to me his past indifference to us brothers, and he also said.
.. He also said that we have to take our own destiny in the future, and he said goodbye to me, Maimu."
Reid clenched his fists:
"That scene didn't look like a dream at all. It was real. Our father, he had been paying attention to us, even after death! He was not cold-blooded or ruthless. He was just deceived by Gul'dan.
Orgrim killed him! Maimu, I hate this tribe now! This hatred has never been so strong!"
"I don't need Orgrim to give me the position of Blackstone Chief that already belongs to me!"
"I want to inherit my father's legacy! I want to reorganize a truly orthodox tribe!"
Reid's eyes shone with shocking anger and determination, and he said to his brother:
"I want revenge, Maim... I want to kill Orgrim! You will help me, right?"
Maimu Blackhand hesitated for a moment, but looking at the determination and stubbornness in Reid's eyes, he nodded:
"Of course! If I don't help my brother, why should I help my enemy?"
