Eight hundred and twentieth eight chapters: the success or failure of the war
Orgrimmar returned to its original state again, and Thrall seemed to wake up from a nightmare. He clearly remembered that he died under the waves, his soul was separated from his body, and he saw countless souls rushing towards him.
They were the souls of the war dead in Azeroth, with ferocious faces and claws, trying to tear Thrall's soul apart. If the orc soul hidden in his body hadn't protected him, he would have been torn apart long ago.
"Damn Kul Tirans." Thrall shouted angrily: "Kill them all."
Time was reversed and the destroyed orcs were resurrected. Dai Lin and his generals were stunned. For humans, the unknown is the most terrifying thing. They didn't know what happened.
Robbie waved his hand carelessly and said:
"It's the bronze dragon Nozdormu who used the last Titan relic. Nozdormu consumed a lot of the power of the Aspect Dragon and can no longer reverse time."
Once the explanation was given, everyone was no longer so afraid. Dai Lin nodded gratefully to Robbie and asked Lord Stormsong on the side: "Can we still activate a tide curse?"
Lord Stormsong nodded and said angrily: "The hatred of the ocean has not weakened at all. The involvement of the Titan's power will only make the ocean even more angry."
"Okay, then let's flood Orgrimmar again." Dai Lin said firmly: "For the sake of Azeroth, the orcs must be eradicated."
At this moment, countless rays of light shrank, and the water elemental army arrived.
The sea is Neptulon's home court. On the ocean, his body is three hundred meters high, like a majestic peak. The blue sea on the sea is the water elemental army.
Dai Lin immediately became cautious and said with some frustration: "No wonder the eternal Zandalar Empire dare not resist the orcs. It turns out that even the elemental lords are helping the orcs."
Lord Stormsong's resolute face showed an evil spirit, and he roared: "I want to see who is more powerful, the wrath of the sea or the lord of the water element."
"No." Dai Lin shook his head and said: "Although Neptulon joined the battle, he may not be of the same mind as the orcs. He was probably forced. If he launches an attack rashly and forces Neptulon to take action, the two sides will fight.
There will be harm to each other, and only the orcs will benefit."
Robbie also agreed with Dai Lin:
"Once we launch an attack, both sides will fight to the death. Failure to take action is the biggest threat. Don't worry, Neptulon is not stupid and will never take the lead."
Just as Robbie expected, Neptulon's water elemental army stood on the sea, confronting the Kul Tiras navy. Neptulon was confident and felt that he was stronger, but victory came at a price.
Neptulon is not that stupid to sacrifice his own people for the orcs to win.
Aegwynn came to Neptulon's side. In front of the 300-meter-tall water elemental lord, Aegwynn's human body seemed so small, but her momentum was not weak at all. She shouted domineeringly:
"Neptulon, I order you to attack with all your troops and destroy Dailin's fleet."
Neptulon said with a loud voice: "Watch your words, Guardian Aegwynn, I am not your servant, the water elemental army is just your ally."
Aegwynn raised her eyebrows and said sternly: "Neptulon, do you want to destroy Azeroth?"
Neptulon looked unhappy: "Guardian, if you are threatening me with this, I will immediately lead the legion to leave and see who will protect the orcs. Without the orcs, no one will be responsible for destroying Azeroth."
Aegwynn was filled with hatred, but she knew that the only one who could protect Orgrimmar at this moment was Neptulon. Although she was unwilling to do so, she could not push too hard.
Looking down in the direction of Orgrimmar, Neptulon glanced at the corner of his mouth and said something: "The teleportation orcs are the saviors of Azeroth, why do you need me to save the orcs?"
Aegwin had to slow down his tone and said calmly:
"The orcs saved Azeroth at Mount Hyjal and in the future. This is destined to happen. Without the orcs, Azeroth would have been destroyed at the Battle of Mount Hyjal."
"Haha!" Neptulon didn't defend himself. As an elemental lord, he knew exactly what happened on Mount Hyjal. Aegwynn's statement was just a cheap lie.
"Confronting the Kul Tirans is never an option." Aegwynn looked a little nervous: "The Kul Tirans are plotting to destroy the world, and there is not much time left for the orcs to save the world. We must take action."
Neptulon said calmly:
"Lord Guardian, please don't worry. The outcome of a war never depends on the comparison of strength between the two sides, but on the conspiracy behind the scenes. The curse of the tide uses the communication between the tide sage and the will of the ocean. Please give me some time. I
It is the water element lord who can convince the will of the sea and let them help us in turn."
Aegwynn looked happy: "Very well, Neptulon, let the power of the tide deal with the people of Kul Tiras. There is nothing more ironic than this."
Kul Tiras' navy slowly retreated, and Neptulon's water elemental army also withdrew to the shore. Only then did Lord Stormsong feel a sense of fear, weighed it carefully, and said to Dailin:
"General, Neptulon is the lord of the water element after all. I am afraid that the power of the tide is no match for him. If it is delayed, the situation will become more unfavorable to us. General, please make a decision quickly."
Dai Lin frowned and fell into a dilemma. He was a resourceful Kul Tiran admiral who was able to conquer battles, but once faced with a super creature like Neptulon, there was really no way to win.
Robbie said in a cadence: "The victory of a war never depends on the comparison of strength between the two sides, but more importantly, the conspiracy behind it. Don't worry, I already have a complete plan."
The water element built an altar on the shore, and Neptulon communicated with the will of the ocean through the altar. The Tide Sage communicated with the broken will of the ocean, such as a tide, an ocean current hidden in the deep sea, or even a small wave.
It will take a long time to reach reconciliation with all the wills of the sea. Neptulon is not in a hurry, he knows that time is on his side.
The four of Orgrimmar and Lorkhan returned to their lives, which aroused Thrall's displeasure, but Thrall's mind was obviously not focused on this and he did not punish the four of them.
The think tanks around Thrall are mainly Eitrigg and Vol'jin. Among them, the resourceful Vol'jin is Thrall's biggest support, and many important decisions are made by Vol'jin.
No one is perfect. Wo'jin knows that his wisdom is limited. He organized a think tank a long time ago. There are cunning trolls, scheming blood elves, and calculating goblins to help Wo'jin make plans and win in front of Thrall.
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There are two goblins in Wo'jin's think tank. One of them, a goblin named Dugar, has won Wo'jin's trust because he is well-read in poetry and resourceful.
All goblins are greedy for money. Robbie sent someone to send Dugar a cart of gold coins and asked him to say a few words in front of Wojin.
The situation in Orgrimmar is very delicate now. The orcs are barely surviving under the protection of the bronze dragon and Neptulon. This feeling is not good. Thrall is aware of this and has been depressed.
Vol'jin knew that Thrall in silence was a volcano that could erupt at any time. He had to figure out Thrall's thoughts in advance and respond accordingly, otherwise he would be affected, so he convened a think tank to discuss.
"Lord Wo'jin!" Dugar said with a worried look on his face: "This is the prelude to the coming storm. You must make plans in advance."