Since the orcs entered Pandaria, all races in Pandaria have been on the verge of extinction, the fields are barren, and the population is sparsely populated. You can walk hundreds of miles without seeing a single person.
An army of 20,000 evil orcs came out of the Dark Portal. With the help of the Sun Reavers, they entered the Emerald Forest through the portal and entered the Tianchan Monastery. The acolytes fled one after another, and the evil orcs ate the Great Zen Master's Manor.
With all the fanfare, no one in Pandaria even knew about it.
On this day, the banners of Yongchun Terrace on the Wusha Plank Road were fluttering, and the allied forces of the four tribes of Pandaria were all over the mountains and plains, countless in number, followed by five thousand orc war supervising troops.
Garrosh regained his orc body, and his purple heart was placed in a cart, never leaving his side.
The three elders of the Terrace of Everlasting Spring are very strong, and Garrosh knows that he is no match for them, but as long as the coalition forces of all races take the lead and consume the three elders' mana at any cost, victory will definitely belong to Garrosh.
The four tribes' coalition forces are numerous in number, and most of them are the product of over-breeding. They have low intelligence and are no different from wild beasts. There are as many as they want.
Cannon fodder with no ego, no betrayal or resistance, hardworking and not afraid of death, this is Garrosh's most ideal soldier.
Garrosh gave an order, and the coalition forces of the four tribes first sent out 50,000 vanguard troops and launched a tentative attack on Yongchun Terrace. In order to avoid being affected, the 5,000 orcs retreated a certain distance.
Among the orcs, Garrosh drank tea calmly, waiting for news of victory.
The imaginary shouts of killing did not come. The 50,000 allied troops of the four ethnic groups entered Yongchun Terrace and disappeared silently like a drop of water falling into the sea.
The three elders must have used powerful magic to eliminate 50,000 coalition troops. How could there be no movement at all?
Garrosh was baffled. Even if 50,000 pigs were killed, he still had to grunt a few times!
The water at Yongchun Terrace is very deep.
Garrosh suddenly became cautious and ordered to General Nazgrin beside him:
"If we send another 100,000 coalition troops, I don't believe that Yongchun Tower is more terrifying than the Burning Legion's lair."
General Nazgrin immediately went down to prepare, and not long after, a hundred thousand troops rushed into Yongchun Terrace.
After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement. Yongchun Terrace seemed like a devil's mouth, swallowing up a total of 150,000 allied troops from the four tribes.
Garrosh frowned, realizing something was wrong, and his face looked very ugly. Seeing this, General Nazgrim hurriedly sent out orc scouts to check.
Yongchun Terrace.
After the 50,000-strong army entered the Terrace of Eternal Spring as the vanguard, they encountered Thrall's evil orc army head-on.
The coalition of four tribes that over-reproduced used special magic to leave a mark on their minds from birth, and they were extremely loyal to the orcs. Unfortunately, they couldn't distinguish between ordinary orcs and evil orcs, and they all knelt down in large numbers.
The evil orcs easily slaughtered 50,000 coalition troops without fighting and turned them into hard jerky.
The second time they sent 100,000 coalition soldiers, they met with the same fate, but they helped Thrall solve the food problem.
Sal's eyes were full of joy and he showed off to the three elders of Yongchun Terrace:
"Garrosh's soldiers are just ordinary orcs from the Caverns of Time, trash raised by the Blue Dragon Clan. My evil orcs have been blessed with evil energy and are strong and strong. There is no problem in fighting one against ten. It reminds me of the powerful orcs back then.
Dragon-blooded orcs.”
Thrall felt a little regretful that the dragon-blooded orcs were far more powerful than the evil orcs.
Nowadays, there are evil orcs everywhere in Yongchun Terrace. This kind of terrifying orcs are more violent than ordinary orcs. Their skin is blood red, their pupils are red, and their skin has thorns similar to those of demons.
The three elders said flattering words, praising Thrall's wisdom and boasting about the power of the evil orcs, but they were secretly worried in their hearts.
If it weren't for Garrosh's army pressing down on the border, they would definitely not cooperate with Thrall.
Twenty thousand evil orcs had eaten and drank enough. Thrall stood up and said with a ferocious face: "It's time. The evil orcs are thirsty for blood and fighting, and they also asked three elders to help deal with Garrosh."
Guardian Kaolan said quickly: "Lord Savior, help us protect the Tower of Eternal Spring. Of course we must do our part. Garrosh will be left to us."
Thrall waved his hand and said with a smile: "Very good, the Tower of Everlasting Spring will be the end of Garrosh."
"Great Chief, something big happened."
One of the scouts ran towards Garrosh, sweating profusely, and said anxiously: "There are many orcs in the Terrace of Everlasting Spring."
"Orc, Thrall?"
Garrosh rolled his eyes: "Impossible, the Cave of Time has not provided Thrall with soldiers recently."
The scout gasped for breath: "They are not ordinary orcs, they are evil orcs from the outside world."
Garrosh took a breath and sneered: "Thall, I didn't expect you to still have such a hand. Nazgrin, inform Malkorok that it's time for our young man to show up."
Nazgrin took the order and rode the war wolf towards the rear.
An army of 20,000 evil orcs fought their way out of the Terrace of Eternal Spring, most of them heavy infantry armed to the teeth, with a small number of elite wolf cavalry covering both wings.
At the front are several mutated evil orcs, more than ten meters tall, not much smaller than Garrosh who was fused with the Heart of Darkness.
In addition, there are many shamans from the Ring of the Earth who help out, forming a precious elemental army.
Thrall was riding a huge war wolf, holding the Hammer of Destruction, looking at Garrosh in the distance.
The war is imminent, Garrosh has merged with the Heart of Darkness, and his height of more than ten meters is particularly eye-catching.
Thrall used the power of the elements to bless him, and his voice was like rolling thunder:
"Garrosh, in the end, we have reached the last step. For Azeroth, you must die. This is a battle full of glory."
The sky was covered with clouds and thunder was rolling, and the three elders of Yongchun Terrace were ready.
Garrosh smiled ferociously and said: "Thall, you hide it very well, but this is meaningless. Let you see the real Kor'kron elite."
The earth continued to tremble, and from behind Garrosh, a heavily armed orc army came, led by Malkorok.
Thrall carefully observed this army and was surprised. All the soldiers, like Malkorok, had received the dark energy infusion from the purple heart, no less than the evil orcs.
Two huge orc armies faced each other at the gate of the Terrace of Eternal Spring. Thrall and Garrosh glared at each other, as if neither one was convinced by the other.
But in fact, both of them were scared to death.
Thrall cannot be defeated. Once the evil orc army is destroyed, he will lose everything.
Garrosh cannot be defeated either. His prestige is supported by every "victory". If he is defeated at the hands of Thrall, word will soon spread and everyone in Azeroth will know.
Almost at the same time, both of them came up with the idea of giving up.
Above the sky, the three elders of Yongchun Terrace were the most anxious.
As the saying goes, it is easier to invite gods than to send them away. If 20,000 evil orcs stay in Yongchun Terrace, there will never be peace in Yongchun Terrace.
Garrosh was the first to lose his composure and said loudly: "Thall, the evil orcs and Kor'kron elites are our dearest people. I can't bear to see my compatriots suffer heavy casualties. Why don't you and I follow the ancient tradition of the orcs?
In a one-on-one life-and-death duel, I promise not to use the Heart of Darkness."
Thrall rolled his eyes and quickly understood that Garrosh's so-called life-and-death duel was actually a private negotiation.
"Very good, let us follow the ancient traditions of the orcs. Only one person can survive today." Thrall agreed happily.