Taran Zhu received technical support from the Holy Light's Hope Chapel and built a portal in Theramore leading directly to the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.
Chen Stormstout was not to be outdone. Khadgar provided technical support and built a Lightforged Orc breeding base in the Barrens. Countless Lightforged Orcs quickly bred and grew.
This is not a war in the simple sense. Both sides unanimously chose the human sea tactic.
Night falls in the Barrens, and the heat has subsided, but it has not completely disappeared.
Chen Stormstout stood on the hill, and a hundred thousand light-forged orcs were ready to march to Theramore.
"Perhaps we were too cruel." Chen Stormstout said in a confused manner: "How will future generations view this war?"
Khadgar smiled and said: "There is nothing to worry about. All you need to do is become the winner. As time goes by, the number of people killed in this war will become smaller and smaller, and it may eventually become a negative number."
"Negative numbers, are you kidding me?" Chen Stormstout asked in surprise.
Khadgar said solemnly:
"I have studied the history of the Trolls. When the great Emperor Thoradin was still alive, he joined forces with the elves to fight against the Trolls, and finally fought a decisive battle in Alterac. Some veterans of Silvermoon City still remember that battle.
The trolls lost more than 200,000 lives, and they have never been able to establish a new troll country since then. Do you know how the trolls recorded this war?"
Chen Stormstout shook his head.
A sneer appeared on Khadgar's lips:
"Less than ten years after the end of that war, the Trolls recorded a hundred thousand victims. Twenty years later, it became 50,000. Fifty years later, it had become a great victory for the Trolls. The allied forces of the night elves and humans
More than 100,000 people died, and in less than a hundred years, the trolls said that they had a million more people in that war, and used this to mock the incompetence of humans and elves."
Chen Stormstout touched his nose and showed a bitter smile.
One hundred thousand Lightforged Orcs marched towards Dustwallow Swamp. Interestingly, Zhu Taran did not take the initiative to fight, but waited for them to enter the ruins of Theramore before sending out a large army to meet the enemy.
In the ruins of Theramore, each side sent a hundred thousand light-forged orcs, pounced on the opponent like a dense swarm of ants.
Because there is no time to forge weapons and armor, the light-forged orcs are generally bare-handed, and most of them don't even have clothes. They only have loyal beliefs in their hearts.
The two sides launched a fierce battle, and two hundred thousand New Light Forged Orcs were strangled together. The battle between the two sides lasted for three days and three nights. The ground was filled with blood and corpses were everywhere.
In the end, Taran Zhu's side won the victory, and all the corpses were thrown into the sea. That day, countless sharks, hydras, fishmen, lobstermen, etc. gathered on the beach of Theramore, tearing greedily.
The corpse of an orc.
Chen Stormstout didn't care. After all, the New Light Forged Orcs reproduced too fast, and the second batch of 100,000 troops had already been prepared.
Both sides understood that no one could win with such attrition, so Khadgar formulated a beheading plan.
"Talan Zhu is just a little person. Amado, the Draenei, is our real goal. I am familiar with his origins. He is just an ordinary general beside Velen. He has always been unknown. Some people say that he may be
The spies of the Burning Legion have no personal strength."
Chen Stormstout scratched his head and said, "But who among us can assassinate Amado?"
Although Khadgar is an archmage and Chen Stormstout is a martial arts master, they are not good at assassination. After all, Amado is protected by a sacred dragon.
Khadgar whispered: "I have found a suitable assassin, what we need to do is create opportunities."
Chen Stormstout adjusted his tactics. While maintaining the pressure on the frontal battlefield, he sent out surprise troops to sneak attack the Mid-level Town of Four Winds Valley.
Unfortunately, Zhu Taran was well prepared, and the strange soldiers fell into a trap and were all wiped out.
Zhu Taran didn't know that the team had sneaked into the Eternal Island quietly, looking for Xuenu, the white tiger of the Four Heavenly Gods, to help.
The world of Draenor, the ancient pyramid of Osh.
Margok, the head of state on the throne, looked gloomily at the two-headed ogre kneeling below. This ogre was none other than Velen.
The holy light pours in through the pyramid day and night. There is no night in Draenor at this moment, and the holy light illuminates everything.
Velen returned to Draenor as Cho'gall, and as a blessing in disguise, he mutated due to absorbing too much Holy Light and became a light-forged ogre.
In fact, all the ogres in the world of Draenor are mutating, and there are many light-forged ogres. It’s just that Velen’s mutation is different. His body is brighter, and the surface of his body is blooming with golden holy light.
It is full of sacred atmosphere inside and out.
"Kogal." Head of State Margok stood up: "Amado betrayed me. You are my most loyal student. Is there any way to deal with Amado?"
Velen smiled flatteringly and said: "Your Majesty, Amado seems to be relying on the New Light to cast orcs, but his real strength is the Silver Dawn of the Holy Light's Hope Chapel. In fact, there are many countries active in the Eastern Kingdom, such as Ironforge.
Dwarves, humans from the Kingdom of Stormwind.”
The two heads of the head of state, Margok, were lost in thought: "You mean to use humans and dwarves?"
Velen nodded: "The weaknesses of the light-forged orcs are becoming more and more obvious. If the alliance can be tricked into sending troops to the Light's Hope Chapel, Amado has nothing to fear."
Head of State Mal'gok asked suspiciously: "I know that you have sneaked into Azeroth many times and once bewitched the King of Gilneas, but unfortunately failed. How can I still trust you?"
Velen was well prepared and replied: "There was once an orc who accidentally obtained a Naaru core. Later, a dwarf made the Naaru core into the Ashbringer. The Knights of the Silver Hand became famous from then on, even though they took countless
The people of Lordaeron were fed to the orcs in the Qing Dynasty, and they were still loved and supported by the people."
Head of State Margok had heard the story of the Ashbringer for a long time. Head of State Margok asked: "What do you want?"
"After the death of Light Hunter Cooper, I heard that he left a core behind. If you give it to me, I can revive the Knights of the Silver Hand in Azeroth."
Head of State Margok said worriedly: "Amado has a sacred dragon army."
Velen whispered: "The Dragon Clan has long been dissatisfied with Amado. With the core of Light Hunter Cooper, I will create a Silver Hand Holy Dragon Knights."
"Okay, here you go."
Head of State Margok waved his hand, and an ogre magician delivered a box.
Velen took it over excitedly. Inside the box was the core of Light Hunter Cooper. Although it was damaged, it was still functioning.
Northrend, Wyrmrest Temple.
The Red Dragon Queen felt a powerful power of holy light, and it seemed that all the ice and snow in the sky had melted.
Prophet Velen requested an audience as Cho'gall, and was quickly granted an audience.
"I hate ogres." The Red Dragon Queen said rudely: "Your body contains powerful power of holy light. I don't recommend treating you as dinner."
Prophet Velen smiled, took out the box and opened it, revealing the core of Light Hunter Cooper.
Appreciating the stunned expression of the Red Dragon Queen, Velen said confidently: "Your Majesty, the Holy Light is on our side."