The ferocious orcs that once ravaged the world of Azeroth and were invincible have become a group of fugitives.
Their leader was sent to the northern frontier as a prisoner, which would become a symbol of the alliance's victory. The fleeing orcs were hunted down by the knights of the alliance, including the great knight Turalyon and the alliance general Danas.
Led by Trollbane, Kurdran, leader of the Wildhammer gryphon knights, and Khadgar, leader of Wildhammer wizards, the remaining soldiers formed the last legion.
They pursued the fleeing orcs, crossed the Redridge Mountains, and rushed into the black swamp.
Most of these soldiers and generals are haters who lost their loved ones and families in the orc invasion. Even when they were extremely exhausted, these soldiers were still unwilling to let go of even one orc.
But this fierce pursuit soon made the defeated orcs realize that if they continued to fight on their own, they would never be able to successfully reach the Dark Portal and return to their own world.
So soon, the defeated orcs reunited and began to fight for their lives.
At the entrance to the crater leading to the Dark Portal, nearly a thousand orcs huddled together took up arms again. In front of their eyes, Alliance warriors suddenly appeared and blocked the road leading to the Dark Portal.
Apart from a battle, these orcs have no other choice.
"Damn it!"
After receiving the news from the little dwarf Ella, Danas Trollbane, who came to surround the death knight, looked at the orcs united behind him, his face was very ugly.
He came here for the missing Marshal Lothar. He only brought less than 500 knights. As a result, only the wreckage of Ella's aircraft was found here. The death knights who captured Marshal Lothar had disappeared.
The most terrible thing is that just when General Danas was about to retreat, the orcs fleeing from behind blocked their evacuation path.
The orcs are crazy in their desire to survive, and the Alliance soldiers trapped here have no other choice but to fight to the death.
"These neurotic dwarfs are really unreliable!"
General Danas tightened his grip on his battle axe. The orcs in front of him let out a violent roar and began a desperate charge. The alliance general knew that there was no choice left for him, so he also roared and urged
The war horse, with the knights behind it, launched a charge towards the orcs who were several times larger than their own.
"puff"
The head of the orc at the front was chopped off by a battle axe, and General Danas, who was brandishing his weapon, was like a sharp arrow, piercing the orc's line.
The Trollbane family is a famous military family in the Kingdom of Stromgard. This family is known as the "Troll Killers". Their bloodline has the same tenacious self-healing power as the trolls, which makes them inherit this kind of family.
General Danas, who is of blood, is extremely brave. He started out as a militia captain and became a general in less than 4 years of war. This shows his bravery.
But this time, after cutting off the heads of seven orcs in a row, Danath Trollbane met his opponent.
"Keng"
The sharp battle ax and the steel scepter smashed together, causing General Danas and his horse, who were overwhelming in the enemy's formation, to take a step back. In front of him, a tall human knight wearing a dark red cape, his whole body wrapped in haze
With the power of death, he held a heavy steel scepter and smashed it down on his head.
"Bang"
The two faced off again, but no one had the upper hand. This powerful force, coupled with the sign of being mixed with the orcs, made Danas narrow his eyes.
"Death Knight? All of you should have died in the Burning Plains!"
"Haha, the wheel of death is turning again. It tells us that we still have too much to do, and our career is not over yet."
A hoarse voice sounded in the mouth of the death knight opposite, and a hint of ferocity appeared in his dark red eyes:
"The dragon destroyed our bodies, but our... souls will live on forever!"
"Swish, swish, swish"
The steel scepter in the hand of the death knight lit up with the luster of rune magic. Under the magic of resurrection of the dead, the orc warriors who fell on the ground stood up again, together with the alliance soldiers who were hacked to death.
On the side of death.
"You shouldn't have blocked our way! Danath Trollbane!"
Talon Blood Demon looked at the human general in front of him greedily, and he said softly:
"Your body will become the best carrier of my soul, and I will control your body to continue moving forward..."
"Then come!"
"Papa pa pa"
The two generals from both sides once again fought frantically while waving their weapons, but behind Danas, the tired Alliance soldiers had been surrounded by a large number of orcs. If there were no reinforcements, this brave advance team would be
He will be completely buried here.
The resurrection of Blood Demon is not an accident. For a death knight like him who is essentially a warlock, having a soul stone with him is a basic operation. The breath of the magic king Malygos wiped out him and all his death knights, but
Failing to destroy their properly placed souls, the Blood Demon should have been resurrected immediately to help Orgrim make his final stand.
But at the critical moment, the cunning thoughts in the blood demon's heart once again took over. He did not transfer the soul immediately. On the contrary, he waited patiently. After the tribe was completely defeated, he let the warlocks hidden in the tribe
Action began.
The battle in the Burning Plains caused heavy casualties to the Alliance. It was very easy to find enough corpses in the night. Soon, the Blood Demon and his death knights were "resurrected". They did not stay in the Burning Plains.
Instead, they gathered the remaining soldiers and entered the black swamp.
Gorefiend knows very well that the war in Azeroth is hopeless, but as long as he returns to Draenor, there is still hope... There are still many orcs left there, and as long as they are gathered together, they can be reorganized
A new tribe!
What Blackhand and Orgrim can do, Gorefiend thinks he can do it too! And he won't make Orgrim's mistake. Gorefiend is a true warlock. He desires strength and power. Orgrim
Reem's failure gave him hope of taking over the throne of the great chief.
But the premise is that he can return to Draenor safely with these orc troops who are loyal to him.
"Danas! Hold on! Reinforcements are coming!"
Just when the Alliance advance team was almost completely wiped out, and the extremely brave Danaus Trollbane was also besieged by the death knights, a rude voice sounded over the battlefield, and Danas waved his axe, swooping down in front of him.
The death knights fought back. He raised his head and saw the Wildhammer knights flying in the black sky. Dozens of griffins flapped their wings and flew into the battlefield. The leader of them was the Wildhammer hero Kurdran.
Wildhammer.
The gryphon knights dropped alchemy bombs on the periphery of the battlefield. The bombs that landed in the orcs' position exploded, shattering the flesh and blood of the orcs who were full of momentum and slowing down their attack. Danas caught
Taking this opportunity, he reunited with the soldiers who fought hard to form a temporary line of defense to prevent the orcs from breaking through.
Not far from the battlefield, the light of a large-scale teleportation magic also suddenly lit up. Under the command of Khadgar, who returned to the stronghold, the hastily assembled Alliance soldiers were thrown into the battlefield in this way.
At the same time as the purple teleportation light lit up, the golden scorching holy light also tore apart the battle line of the tribal orcs. Turalyon, who was riding a war horse, led the paladins to shout the advice of the holy light, like a sharp knife.
Likewise, they rushed into the positions of these orcs.
"The Holy Light is undefeated!"
"Purify them!"
The holy light gathered by nearly a hundred paladins was like a searchlight, tearing apart the terror spread by the death knights. The corpses resurrected by the magic of the warlock were purified in this holy light, and the weaker death knights
, then collapsed under the first wave of charges from the Paladins.
These soul-level casters are no match for the Paladins. Except for some death knights who have adapted to melee combat, the Death Knights of the Blood Demons are like encountering natural enemies, with negative effects caused by frequent body changes.
That is, the integration between the soul and the body is extremely poor. Facing the burning holy light, it is difficult for a body without death energy to protect their soul.
Being hit by the holy light is like having a hot needle pierced into the soul. The pain makes these death knights almost collapse at the touch of a button.
Seeing that his side's position had collapsed, Talon Blood Demon turned his fingers viciously, and a ball of dark green hellfire fell from the sky, submerging Danas' position. Gore Demon realized that it might be difficult for him to win, so he turned back
After taking a look at the paladins who had cut open their own positions, this cunning guy immediately raised the battle flag and led the remaining orcs towards the Dark Portal.
"Boom boom boom"
The remaining tribal camps at the rear were set ablaze by the Blood Demon's warlocks with sulfur fire. Under his command, the scorching fire rain fell from the sky as if it was free of charge, blocking the Alliance's paladins at the Dark Portal.
outside.
If there are enough mages, a wave of magic counterattack can break this restriction, but the number of mages who followed Khadgar is very small. In the war on the Burning Plains, Dalaran's mages also suffered heavy losses.
There is no more energy left to support the battle at the Dark Portal.
Danaus Trollbane crawled out of the big pit created by the hellfire in embarrassment. The dark green demon had been killed by the paladins with the holy light, but the human warriors who followed him were very dissatisfied.
The whole army was almost wiped out, which made Trollbane feel an indescribable shame and defeat.
He looked fiercely at Talon Blood Demon, who was standing on the steps of the Dark Portal. The latter was riding on a skeleton war horse, and his dark red eyes were full of indifference and hostility.
"We're leaving, Alliance Dogs!"
"But we will come back! I will come to this world again with the army of the tribe... Everything you protect will be turned into powder under the iron heel of the new tribe!"
"Enjoy your victory... There is not much time left for you!"
"Hehehehe"
In the hatred of the alliance generals who wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood, the Blood Demon pulled up the reins of his horse, turned over and stepped into the vortex of the Dark Portal. Behind him, the death knights followed their leader silently,
Left the world of Azeroth.
Turalyon's face was pale, and the sequelae of escaping death were terrible. He could still fight, but when he was alone, the pain of tearing his soul made him miserable. Maybe after this battle, Turalyon would have to
Put down your weapons and stay away from the battlefield.
But at this time, the great knight was more concerned about the unclear threatening words left by the Blood Demon. He turned back to look at Khadgar. The mage tightened his grip on the staff in his hand, and there was also a solemn expression on his old cheeks.
.
"Is what the Blood Demon said true?"
Danaus Trollbane asked in a low voice: "How many orcs are there in his world?"
Since the Dark Portal has always been under the control of the tribe, the Alliance does not know much about the situation on the other side of the world's portal, but Khadgar is an exception. After meeting Garona a few days ago, the assassin has
Tell Khadgar everything about Draenor.
"a lot of!"
The mage said in a deep voice:
"The Warsong and Shattered Hand tribes among the seven major orc clans have at least 30,000 warriors in total, as well as the orcs scattered in the world of Draenor. If they are really united by the blood demon, they will be a powerful force.
There are even more legions than the Horde's legions commanded by Orgrim."
"We can't let them come over! Our soldiers are exhausted, and it will take at least 10 years for the human countries to recover..."
Danas's hair stood up. He clenched his weapon and looked at the dark door in front of him. The dark green whirlpool was spinning like a nightmare. He said in a deep voice:
"Destroy it! Destroy this demon's portal!"
"It's hard..."
Khadgar looked at the huge Dark Door in front of him, with a trace of frustration in his eyes: "This is the crystallization of the highest wisdom that combines orthodox magic and warlock magic. It is impossible to destroy it just by relying on me..."
"No, you can, my disciple."
A familiar voice sounded in Khadgar's ears, causing the mage to turn around subconsciously, and he murmured to himself:
"Teacher, you...are you really still alive?"
"I am dead, my disciple Khadgar. I will guide you to destroy this dark door and bring true peace to this world, but you alone are not enough. You need time to prepare."
"In addition, Lothar is resting in Karazhan now, but don't publicize this news. The power of darkness is peeking at Azeroth. The world still needs a guardian... It needs a prophet who can be accepted by everyone.
, you and Lothar, you both need to take on a more difficult mission."
"A new era has begun, my disciples...but we have no time to celebrate."
