The situation was changing rapidly, and in just an instant, the powerful orc regiment lost its combat effectiveness.
The black portal is the reward of the Burning Legion. On Mount Hyjal, Malfurion and Tyrande's gullibility towards Thrall caused the night elves to pay a heavy price.
The orcs have successfully made Azeroth's former overlords mediocre. Even in the Alliance, the night elves must give up their position as chief.
It can be said that humans were able to overwhelm the night elves, and King Varian was able to become the leader of the alliance, thanks to Thrall and Jaina playing Malfurion, a childish couple, in the palm of their hands.
Unfortunately, the number of people this portal can transport is limited, and thousands of soldiers are already the limit.
"No, no!"
Looking at the orc army that was infected by the plague and lost its combat effectiveness, Thrall, who was barely holding on, let out a desperate roar under the attack of King Mogmulok and the Naga leader.
Jaina clenched her silver teeth, with a look of resentment on her face, and glared fiercely at Thrall, who was retreating steadily.
If it hadn't been for the sake of being the savior of Azeroth, teleporting the huge Mushan beast consumed too much mana, how could Jaina be so helpless?
Jaina did not dare to spend the few mana she had. An archmage who had exhausted her mana would only be at the mercy of others. She must reserve enough mana to cope with various emergencies.
Faced with the pressing advances of the Ice King Armennar, she could only choose to retreat.
On the airship in the Undercity, Varimathras showed a cunning smile:
"Jaina, Thrall, we the Forsaken, like the orcs, all have the purpose of destroying Azeroth. The Queen of Darkness, Sylvanas, has the same ideals and beliefs as you. We all fight for ourselves.
.I must get the latest plague recipe, Jaina, I hope you can write down the alchemy recipe as soon as possible."
Varimathras believes that his inference is very reasonable. Jaina came up with the plague recipe, so she must have a copy of the recipe or have memorized the recipe in her mind.
Jaina almost lost her breath after hearing this. She only took a glance at the plague recipe. There were hundreds of herbs, various proportions, and a complicated refining process. She couldn't remember how many.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Jaina had already begun to think about retreating, at least to take away the savior Thrall.
As for the tauren chief Cairn Bloodhoof, Thrall's loyal old friend Vol'jin, they can be abandoned at any time, they are not irreplaceable.
King Mogmulok and the leader of the Naga clan entangled Thrall. Jaina felt that she lacked mana and it was difficult to rescue Thrall. She pondered slightly, thinking about it, and immediately showed a perfect smile:
"Varimathras, you are too impulsive. You should not let the orc reinforcements lose their combat effectiveness. Now Thrall is in a desperate situation, do you think I will give you the plague formula? The Forsaken will never want to get the formula."
The cunning Dread Lord Varimathras chuckled. Releasing the plague against the orcs was by no means impulsive, but a matter of careful consideration. He knew very well that he could not make any concessions when dealing with the orcs, otherwise the orcs would push their limits.
Only by letting the orcs know how powerful they are, and convincing them, will the orcs give in, and will they cry out aggrievedly that the orcs need fairness. This is political wisdom, and different response methods should be adopted for different races.
It's a pity that the alliance will never learn.
"Jaina, it's not difficult for me to rescue Thrall, but I have to get the plague scroll first." Varimathras said in a very firm tone: "If there is no scroll, just let Thrall die. We Forsaken can take refuge.
alliance."
"Give him the scroll, Jaina." Thrall couldn't stand it anymore. King Mogmulok's fist blade and the Naga leader's Sea King Halberd put him in a desperate situation. He regretted not bringing the Doomhammer.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so passive.
Jaina hates it. Apparently Thrall doesn't know the truth and is just giving random orders.
Varimathras stared at Jaina with a gloomy face. He knew very well that Jaina was a fear devil in human skin, and her cunningness was beyond even Varimathras's imagination.
Without the formula, he would never rescue Thrall.
Thrall was finally knocked to the ground by King Mogmulok. The ogre, which was a whole circle bigger than Thrall, hugged Thrall tightly and gnawed hard on Thrall's face with his stinky mouth.
"My bride, my princess, my empire, my ambition."
The Naga leader's Sea King Halberd continuously fired out ice arrows, hitting Thrall:
"Thall, tell the whereabouts of Neptune quickly, or I will tear you into pieces."
Jaina shook her head and sighed, she knew everything was over, unless...
If Thrall dies here, Orgrimmar will fall into the hands of King Saurfang.
King Saurfang has more than enough courage, but unfortunately he lacks resourcefulness and is far less cunning and cunning than Thrall. Where should Theramore go in the future? Jaina was thinking about it for a while.
Suddenly, a powerful breath fell from the sky.
The high priest of the quilboar, Calgar Ribs, chanted a strange spell: "He gives us delicious stew, he brings us sweet mead, he brings us glory and hope, Agamaggan,
Return, our god, the quilboar has risen."
The transparent soul of Aga Magan fell from the sky, easily grabbed the soul of Mushan Beast, bit and swallowed it, and slowly sank into the huge corpse of Mushan Beast.
The morale of the wild boar soldiers present was immediately boosted, and they howled and rushed towards the tribe soldiers desperately.
Jaina's beauty turned pale. She had never understood why the quilboars were so obsessed with the Mushan beast. It turned out that they had a big plan. Agamaggan was reborn with flesh and blood, which must be an opportunity for the quilboars to rise.
The rise of the quilboars will inevitably hit Orgrimmar and Theramore first. The new risers must step on the corpses of the previous kings in order to establish their own authority.
Jaina raised her head and said to the stunned Dread Lord on the airship: "Varimathras, you should be able to see the situation in front of you clearly. We must unite... Damn it, you coward and coward!"
Varimathras is so cunning. Before Jaina could finish her words, he immediately flew away in an airship, leaving the Forsaken to work for the orcs in vain without any door. He was not a stupid King Varian.
"Agamaggan, Agamaggan!"
The wild boar soldiers cheered thunderously, making cheers like mountains and tsunamis.
Aga Magan's soul merged with Mushan Beast's body, gradually transforming Mushan Beast's body. The face looked more and more like a wild boar, with huge fangs sticking out, a pair of small eyes slowly opening, and fierce spitting.
Let out a breath.
boom!
The black portal awarded by the legion collapsed, and Jaina quickly flashed aside, preparing to escape alone. She did not want to fight against the demigod of the wilderness.
Not far away, Robby and Experimental Subject No. 5 were surprised when they saw this scene. The facts of the world are really unpredictable. They didn't expect the wild boar people to hide such a conspiracy. They really underestimated this inconspicuous race.
Robbie's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly grabbed Experimental Subject No. 5, and the holy light flashed continuously.
"King Varian, why don't you stay? Are you satisfied with Theramore's reception? Haha."
A gloomy female voice came from behind, it was the former guardian Aegwynn.
This unparalleled woman is possessed of majestic mana, and the purple arcane energy forms obscure symbols that surround her body, forming a tornado-like mana storm.
Seeing that Robbie was well prepared, Aegwynn had no time to chase after him. She knew that there was no need to get entangled with a fake king and that the matter at the Green Shade Inn must be dealt with as soon as possible.
"Why did you run away?" Experimental Subject No. 5 was confused: "Robbie, you should have a way to defeat her, right?"
"Although we can defeat Aegwynn, we can't change history." Robbie was a little helpless. His experience in Silvermoon City had made him understand that defeating Aegwynn was meaningless, as it would only add more variables.
When the former guardian Aegwynn appeared, the entire sky became dark, and unimaginable magical power enveloped the entire sky like dense clouds.
With just a finger, King Mogmulok, who tore Thrall's clothes hard, turned into a docile little sheep and made a "bleating" sound.
When the Naga leader saw that something was not going well, he just wanted to escape, but turned into a small fish, jumping around feebly.
Jaina secretly marveled, surprised by Aegwynn's powerful magic.
King Mogmulok, the tall leader of the Nagas, has a high resistance to magic. To cast transformation spells on them requires superb spell-casting skills and a deep understanding of arcane magic. Jaina cannot do it herself.
arrive.
The disheveled Thrall got up, furious, grabbed his battle ax and slashed hard at King Mogmulok, who had turned into a sheep. But even though his body had changed, his fighting instinct and the ogre's astonishing defense still existed.
Although unable to launch a counterattack, he still avoided Thrall's attack quickly.
Aegwynn ignored the furious Thrall. She took one step and came to the body of the Mushan Beast. Endless mana fell from the sky, and the mana storm surrounding her body became even more powerful, as if she was the incarnation of magic.
"Agama Gan, go back, this is not the place you should be."
Aegwynn's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.