Transporting water to high mountains is not an easy task. Wojin's think tank analyzed that it will take at least half a year to complete the water storage in Tianchi.
This is tantamount to a sword of destruction hanging above Orgrimmar, and Orgrimmar has fallen into a countdown to destruction.
What Woking can do is to prevent the news from spreading and causing unnecessary panic.
Kane built dangerous fortifications next to the dam. The tauren were on an uphill slope, defending from a high position, while the orcs had to attack from the bottom up if they wanted to attack, which was obviously not conducive to the attacking side.
Everything was ready, and the proud Kane sent an envoy to deliver an exquisite dog leash to Wojin.
Kane threatened that unless all the orcs and trolls in Orgrimmar put on leashes and were willing to be reduced to domestic animals for slaughter, Kane vowed to slaughter all the creatures in Orgrimmar and not a single dog would be let go.
Pass.
It's simply too much of a lie.
Gerdor Nazgrim couldn't stand this insult, and immediately led the orc army armed with enchanted flame weapons to move closer to the dam. As a result, he was ambushed by the tauren army on the way, and returned defeated.
Of course, Vol'jin would not sit still and wait for death. The tauren army did not block the city gate of Orgrimmar, and the orcs' wolf cavalry could finally use their powerful mobility.
The wolf cavalry cooperated with the orc army to attack everywhere, attacking the tauren's supply lines, attacking the tauren's gathering place Bloodhoof Village, and even sent troops to Thunder Bluff to force Kane to withdraw his troops.
Kane was not to be outdone, and the undead tauren army saw every move and dealt with it calmly.
Both sides were resourceful, had successes and defeats, and fought many wonderful battles.
After battle after battle, the result was that the casualties of both the tauren and the orcs were rising sharply.
Kane found that as long as he did not attack Orgrimmar directly, whether it was defense or field combat, the battle loss ratio of the undead tauren to the orcs was acceptable, and the balance of victory was tilting in the direction of the tauren.
Although the tauren were unable to invade Orgrimmar, the war seemed to be in a stalemate.
Time is on the side of the tauren. After all, the water in Tianchi continues to increase, and the countdown to Orgrimmar's destruction is slowly approaching. The situation is excellent.
On the other hand, the Orgrimmar side was wailing. Vol'jin was so worried that most of his red hair turned white, and he still couldn't think of a way to win.
At this moment, diplomacy becomes very important.
Vol'jin first wrote a letter to the Kingdom of Stormwind asking for help, hoping that the Alliance could fulfill its previous agreement and send troops to cooperate with Orgrimmar to fight against the undead tauren army.
Initially, Vol'jin's attitude was relatively tough. He acted with emotion and reason, and demanded that the Alliance send troops on the grounds of the safety of Azeroth.
Prince Regent Prince Anduin only replied with two words: "No time."
Vol'jin was so angry that his nose was crooked. After the orcs suffered two consecutive defeats, Vol'jin wrote a sincere letter to Prince Anduin. The tone was very friendly. He and Prince Anduin were on equal terms and were brothers.
, I hope that out of brotherly love, the Alliance can send troops to save poor Orgrimmar.
Of course, Vol'jin would never put his eggs in one basket. He also wrote to Tyrande, respecting Tyrande as the venerable Grandma Whisperwind, hoping that the night elves could provide assistance to Orgrimmar.
In the continent of Azeroth, the lifespan of trolls is relatively long, but because of their barbaric traditions and their tendency to seek death, their accidental mortality rate is very high. Their average lifespan is far lower than that of night elves.
In Vol'jin's opinion, Tyrande was older than his grandmother's grandmother's grandmother, so there was nothing wrong with calling her grandma.
It's a pity that he ignored Tyrande's true temperament. Tyrande, who still regarded herself as a fair-skinned and beautiful newlywed daughter-in-law, was furious. The title "grandma" made Tyrande feel dizzy.
"It's been ten thousand years, it's been ten thousand years, who dares to call me grandma, Wojin, you are really impatient with life, do you want to become a flower fertilizer?"
In Darasus, such roars kept coming from the originally sacred and peaceful Temple of the Moon.
The situation is getting worse and worse, the orcs are losing battles one after another, and Orgrimmar is gradually unable to hold on.
In Vol'jin's third letter to the Kingdom of Stormwind, he called Prince Anduin his respected godfather in a flattering tone, earnestly hoping that the Alliance could lend a helping hand to save Orgrimmar from the fire.
At this most desperate moment, Wo'jin had no choice but to beg for reinforcements from Sylvanas. In Wo'jin's view, begging Sylvanas to send troops was tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. If Orgrimmar hadn't been completely exhausted, he would never have done so.
This will be the last resort.
By the way, Vol'jin also roped in the blood elves, although he didn't think that the blood elves who were just outsiders could play a role.
At this time, Robbie also realized that he seemed to have ignored Sylvanas.
Sylvanas has always been paying attention to the war between Orgrimmar and the undead tauren. She is full of vigilance towards Kane. After all, when Kane became Sylvanas's subordinate, in order to make the tauren chief lose his dignity, he
She often tortured Kane, both physically and psychologically.
It can be expected that once Kane conquers Orgrimmar, he will definitely send his troops to the Undercity to regain his dignity from Sylvanas.
Sylvanas' political wisdom clearly told her that Vol'jin would never want the Undercity to send troops, and she was not worried about Kane attacking the Undercity.
If you want to attack the Undercity, you must take a boat to the Eastern Kingdom. Sylvanas' Forgotten camp has many alliance naval generals.
The Forsaken now has a large fleet, and she is willing to teach Khaine's undead tauren a lesson.
On the ever-changing ocean, unless there is the most brutal boarding battle, the immortality of the undead minotaur is a joke. The huge body of the minotaur is far from being flexible on the rocking ship.
After Sylvanas received Vol'jin's request for help, she hesitated whether to send troops.
The Undercity is already well prepared to fight against the Undead Tauren. For example, it has accumulated enough enchanted flame scrolls. Sylvanas has quite a few lichs and necromancers under her command. In terms of the reserves of magic professions, Arcana
Grima is far inferior.
Moreover, Sylvanas also has an invincible plague. If necessary, she can even turn the entire Orgrimmar into a city of plague.
If it can be done, the Dark Queen will be only one step away from becoming the chief of the tribe.
Just when Sylvanas was hesitating whether to send troops directly or continue to wait and see, a strange kobold came to visit.
Under normal circumstances, the proud Queen of Darkness will never meet people of unknown origin, especially humble kobolds.
The reason why she was willing to meet the kobold was because the kobold entrusted the guard to send a message.
"The Dark Side of the Moon."
Sylvanas's connection with the dark side of the moon is a secret. Apart from the leaders of the Alliance and the Horde, only a few people know about it. She realized that this kobold might be a messenger.
This is a kobold with golden fur and exquisite glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Dear Queen of Darkness, let me introduce myself first. I am Jiage. Because he often lights candles and stays up late to study, he is known as the Big Candle in the world. He is a senior scholar and mage. He is the author of "How the Orcs Rise" and "Thall's Life". Thick Black Science", "Revealing the Truth of Mount Hyjal", and many other academic papers, the absolute authority in the study of Sal's life."
"Then who do you represent? Big Candle Garg", Sylvanas showed a smile that she thought was charming: "Warchief Vol'jin, Cairn Bloodhoof, or Tyrande Whisperwind?"
Sylvanas asked tentatively, but her smile was creepy, like a ghost in a nightmare. (To be continued)