The ruins of the twin towers to the south of Viper Lake are where the tribal adventurer camps are located, with different styles and colorful tents as far as the eye can see.
According to incomplete statistics, there are more than 200,000 adventurers gathered here.
The weather is hot, mosquitoes breed, adventurers are sweating profusely, and they are bitten by mosquitoes at night, which is miserable.
However, I felt very happy and full of confidence in victory.
The Battle of Storm Fortress, the Island of Quel'Thalas, and Salma on the Hellfire Peninsula have achieved brilliant victories time and time again.
Led by the great savior Thrall, the Horde is invincible.
Tribal adventurers are mainly composed of multiple guilds, and they have absolute say.
On the other hand, a large number of stragglers can only rely on these guilds. They will not be reused and most of them serve as cannon fodder.
The heads of several major guilds gathered together to discuss.
"Underwater combat is very detrimental to us. No one in the tribe is more flexible than Naga." A guild leader said.
Although there are a small number of murlocs among tribal adventurers, they have little impact on the battle situation and can only be used as scouts at most.
"The Panya Reservoir has weaknesses." One of the presidents took out a map of the Viper Lake and pointed to the central part: "This is the device of the Panya Reservoir, which is exposed on the water. As long as we destroy it, Panya
The reservoir will collapse unless attacked."
There are three tall towers standing in the center of the Serpent Lake, and five thick pipes extending outward.
A mage profession has detected powerful magic fluctuations, and speculates that these devices are used to draw energy from the void to provide power for the Coilya Reservoir.
"This is indeed the weakness of the Coil Fang Reservoir." A senior tauren adventurer said: "But it is impossible for Vashqi to be wary."
"This is exactly what we need." The previous guild leader said: "If we can fight Vashj here, we can avoid the underwater battle that is not good for us."
In underwater combat, adventurers are unsure.
It seems that there is only one way.
"Azeroth is facing life and death and needs us to save it." The orc consultant from Orgrimmar said forcefully: "Countless victories have proven that we must overcome all difficulties. As long as we have firm belief and are not afraid of sacrifice, there is no way.
The enemy is invincible."
After the pre-war meeting, four acquaintances of the guild leaders gathered together to discuss in private.
"I don't know what you are thinking." A leader said worriedly: "I have a friend who participated in the Battle of Storm Fortress and did not come back. He is not on the list of the dead."
"Speaking of coincidence, the main force of our guild participated in the Battle of Quel'Thalas and has not been heard from since." Another guild leader said.
"My son led a group of heroes to participate in the Battle of Salma. At first, there was a letter from home, but now there is no news." The third guild leader sighed.
The last guild leader was a tauren, his eyes widened and he shouted angrily:
"What are you all thinking? The great savior Thrall is kind and kind. Doubting him is equivalent to destroying Azeroth. It is an unforgivable crime. Why don't you shut up?"
The guild leaders were silent. Although the facts were right in front of them, who dared to talk about the great savior Thrall.
There is a saying that goes, facts speak louder than words.
However, in front of the savior Thrall, the facts are nothing.
The majesty of the Savior is greater than all.
The next day, the weather was fine and a cool breeze blew, diluting the heat and making the adventurers feel happy.
Although Orgrimmar has an alliance with the adventurers, their help is only verbal and they are unwilling to provide material help.
Especially for the most important ships, the tribe couldn't afford a single piece of wood.
Adventurers can only use local materials to weave rafts. Fortunately, Zangarmarsh has rich vegetation.
Under the dazzling sunshine, Thousands of sails lined Viper Lake. Adventurers paddled simple rafts and headed straight for the device in the center of Viper Lake.
"Is it really okay if there is no reserve team?" one of the presidents said worriedly.
This is the difference between adventurers and regular troops. They are scattered, lacking command, and the camps are basically empty. Everyone volunteers to go to the front line to kill the enemy.
"This battle is related to the life and death of Azeroth. The only way to win is to make a desperate move and go all out to win."
With continuous "victories", most adventurers survived by chance and overestimated their own strength.
The adventurer's raft gradually approached the center of Panya Reservoir. Three mountain-like towers and five thick pipes were already in sight.
Suddenly, the three towers flashed with light, blooming with bright magic light, forming a sky-blue magic shield.
The magic shield not only has defensive power, but also has terrifying lethality. Adventurers who come close will be evaporated in an instant.
"Back off, back off."
Seeing their companions killed in battle, the adventurers in front issued an early warning. Facing the terrible magical miracle, the adventurers who lacked strong people had no choice.
Going forward will only lead to death in vain. Several guild leaders gathered together. The matter has reached this point and they can only retreat temporarily and then make long-term plans.
On the high platform on the shore, King Salfar looked at the chaotic adventurers in the Serpent Lake through the telescope, and showed a sinister smile.
"It's not that easy to leave. A group of destroyers of Azeroth must have died in Serpent Lake. The brave orcs fought bravely."
The order to retreat had just been conveyed, and the adventurers turned the raft around in a flurry. Someone with sharp eyes discovered that thick smoke was billowing from the ruins of the twin towers.
"There is no way the Naga troops can go around to our rear." The adventurers couldn't believe their eyes.
As we got closer, we discovered that Orgrimmar's flag had been erected in the camp.
A scout with his face covered in blood was paddling the raft and cried bitterly:
"The camp has been burned down by the orcs. The orcs have cut off our retreat, and we have been fooled."
"Lies, the great adventurer Thrall is kind and kind, and it is impossible to deceive us."
In order to stabilize the morale of the army, a guild leader directly killed the scout.
Although the flag of Orgrimmar is right in front of them, no one dares to doubt Thrall.
The camp was destroyed, and there were other places to go ashore. The adventurers scrambled to escape to the shore, only to be driven back by the tribe's wolf cavalry.
The tribe's wolf cavalry and wyverns were all dispatched to patrol around the Serpent Lake, and all adventurers who came ashore were killed.
You must know that the load of the raft is limited, and the adventurers are traveling lightly, so they are no match for the fully armed orcs and wolf cavalry.
When the news came, the adventurers were in an uproar, and many adventurers shed tears of sadness.
"I said that Sal is a liar. The evidence has been thrown in our faces, but you just didn't listen."
"If you dare to criticize Thrall, the great savior, go to hell."
Thrall, the savior, has saved Azeroth time and time again. Anyone who questions Thrall is the sinner of Azeroth, and everyone will punish him."
Even in the face of this desperate situation, no one dared to doubt Thrall, and several critics were brutally executed.
At this moment, a huge image of "Saar" appeared in the sky above the Serpent Lake, its ferocious face beaming with pride.
"Adventurers of Azeroth, the enemy is in front of you. You need to go deep into the water and fight bravely to destroy Vashj for Azeroth. As long as you have the courage to sacrifice, nothing is invincible, and the Horde will never be defeated.
Never give up. Only fearless victims, no cowards who retreat. Don’t let others look down on the great tribe.”