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The ballistae, rain of arrows and boulders in the city of Lordaeron fell on the heads of the orcs. They effectively attacked the orcs, but unfortunately the number of opponents was very large, which was not enough to stop the orcs. The ballistae could not aim.

For those who are close to the city wall, the orcs can now safely climb the city wall and hit the city gate. Although the city gate is still strong now, it is withstanding violent impacts. The orcs smile evilly and climb over the city wall as high as they can. Most of them

Most of the orcs were impaled or shot down before they could reach the walls, but some made it through and began to attack the guards. The first wave of attacks had been put out, but more warriors came over, and now their corpses piled up

stood up and provided some cover for the orcs as they scaled the wall, giving them a place to stay and prepare their weapons before they could attack the guards.

"This isn't working!" Terenas shouted. "We don't have enough men to take them down like this! We need reinforcements!"

"Turalyon's army is outside, but his manpower can only harass the tribe. If he wants to repel them, he must make some big noise."

"Can you use your magic against them?" Terenas asked.

"Yes, but it won't help much," Khadgar replied, looking at the situation below the wall. "I can kill a few at a time. I can also summon a storm but that doesn't work and will use up all my energy.

magic."

The old king sighed helplessly after hearing this, as if everything was not on his side.

"The door is starting to shake!"

Terenas shook his head wildly, trying to put these shouts behind him. He was distracted now, staring at the increasingly unfavorable battle. He reluctantly admitted that there was no need to stay here, and the focus now was on the city gate.

. He thought for a while and then turned around, bent down and walked down a short set of steps on the city wall, and then walked through a narrow path against the wall. At the end of this path was a small set of stairs. He went up the stairs, and then came

Go to another section of the city wall, but this section of wall is just above the main gate.

Even before he reached the wall he felt a heavy impact. The shock rattled his teeth and shook the heavy stone. He looked down and saw the orcs banging a heavy tree trunk against the front door.

Even before coming here, he could feel the door shaking with every impact.

"Hold on," he shouted to the soldiers standing beside him, "call some people to come and hold on."

"What shall we use, Your Majesty?" asked the young officer.

"Anything," Terenas replied. He looked beyond the wall, at the countless orcs who were attacking him and preparing to destroy his city. Behind them he saw the lake shining brightly.

of metal. Then he learned that Turayan had taken his troops and occupied it, and was preparing to attack the tribe. Terenas hoped that this would be a wonderful attack, at least to relieve the pressure here.

"We are going to take them down!" A smile appeared on Doomhammer's face, victory was at hand! Although before, no matter how many warriors he sent, he could not chew down the thick walls of Lordaeron, but now, the city

The gate had been severely deformed by their relentless pounding. Once the gate was breached, his warriors could swarm into the city, kill the remaining guards and level the city. With this place and Quel'Thalas

From their stronghold, they can quickly occupy other areas of the continent, drive humans to the seashore and push them into the sea. In the end, this continent will belong to the tribes, and they will end this war and start a new life.

Doomhammer leaned on his hammer and watched his soldiers attack the city gate again. It would be great if the ogres were here. Doomhammer couldn't help but think that those big guys should be able to climb the city wall and use it.

Their weapons carved several large holes in the thick stone. But he was wondering why Gul'dan, Cho'gall and their clan hadn't arrived here yet, but now they didn't even see a trace of them.

"Doomhammer!" He glanced and saw one of his soldiers leading another orc towards him.

"I brought a guy here who calls himself the Dragonmaw Clan."

Orgrim looked at the guy behind the soldier and waved for him to come forward, thinking that he was Zuluhid's messenger.

"I am Grot Deathstrike of the Dragonmaw clan. It is an honor to meet you, Doomhammer."

"Dragonmaw Clan? What's the news from Zuluhid?" Orgrim asked. He now hopes that the dragon knights can come here. These behemoths can destroy these gates with fire and clear out the guards on the city.

If it is clean, then the city will be in your pocket.

Grote shook his head and replied: "I brought news about the alliance. The alliance of Quel'Thalas has arrived here and is behind us."

"What? Didn't Zuluhid support them?" Orgrim touched his chin and shook his head: "No, this is not important. The Alliance's army in Quel'Thalas suffered heavy losses, and they don't have many people.

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"But they will attack your rear. If we focus all our attention on the front, it will give them an opportunity to succeed." Grote said, and then recalled what Nathanos once said to himself.

What have you been through?

"You are right, these harassments do make it difficult for us to concentrate." The chief nodded, then glanced around for a week, saw a person, and then sneered and shouted: "Blood Demon!"

The black Death Knight approached him. Grote suddenly felt uncomfortable. This guy exuded chilling power.

"What are your orders, Doomhammer?"

"Take your people to the back and be careful of the humans who are preparing to sneak attack us."

The Gorefiend laughed from his hoarse throat, "Their leader Turalyon, I will sacrifice his head to you, Doomhammer."

"That's good!" He smiled with satisfaction, and then suddenly heard the sound of a horn in the distance behind him. "It's the horn of the elves! It came from Lake Lordamre, and they occupied it." A troll reminded.

.

"Annoying ants." Orgrim muttered. "Hell roars!"

The chief of the Warsong clan walked up and waited for the war chief's order. "Let your people go with the death knights, and then kill them all."

"It's an honor." Hellscream roared, and the other orcs of the Warsong clan also cheered.

on the hill

Nathanos stood on the top of the tree and saw that the orcs had divided their forces, and they were all cavalry. Orgrim was very smart, and it was really difficult for cavalry to play a role in a siege.

"Didn't Orgrim pay attention to Grott's identity?" He thought to himself, this was inconsistent with his plan. After he originally planned to let Grott go, the orc would definitely ventilate Orgrim.

Report a message, informing them that the Alliance has appeared in the rear, but the chief of the tribe will not worry about this. He is very aware of the strength gap between the two sides. However, it will be different after Orgrim realizes Grott's identity. He will definitely

Ask Grot where his dragon is, because the role of the red dragon will be infinitely magnified at this time. As long as there is one dragon, the tribe can easily destroy Lordaeron's defense. But Grot must not dare to attack Ogre

In front of Mu, he mentioned his experience of being caught by humans and then letting the red dragon run away. Doomhammer would kill him. He would definitely argue that the best reason is that the red dragon lost control. Then Doomhammer would

They will suspect that the Dragonmaw clan has encountered some trouble. If the red dragon loses control, it will definitely attack the tribe. That will be very bad news. Orgrim will have to reconsider the war situation. He must at least send someone to confirm the red dragon.

It is still in the hands of the Dragonmaw clan, so that he can continue to attack Lordaeron with peace of mind. Of course, this is only part of Nathanos' plan. Maybe Orgrim has been absorbed by the upcoming victory. For him,

He said that capturing Lordaeron is more important than anything else. Thinking of this, Nathanos suddenly had a question in his mind, that is, where has the Dragonmaw clan gone? Logically speaking, once the Alliance army appears here,

Then the red dragon should also arrive, why? Why is there still no movement in the sky?

"Are the Dragonmaw Orcs really in trouble?" Nathanos was annoyed that his plan was miscalculated and at the same time a little lucky. If the red dragons could not reach here, the outcome of the war would be difficult to predict.

The orcs attacked day and night, fighting from night to day, with both sides competing for perseverance. Nathanos didn't know how long the war lasted from the beginning to the present, but he knew that the physical strength of the soldiers on both sides was approaching its limit.

"Warchief, griffins. There are many griffins, and the situation on Hellscream's side is not good." Red ran to Orgrim and said.

Doomhammer had just sent out a new batch of siege soldiers. He was tired of Lordaeron's persistence these days, and now he had to face harassment from the rear.

"Gryphons? Try to knock them down with bows, arrows and spears, and let the trolls who are still with the tribal army go with them. They are very good archers. Then..." Orgrim suddenly thought: "That's right.

, where are the Red Dragon Knights? Where is the Dragonmaw Clan? Why haven't they arrived here yet? I actually forgot to ask that Grote."

Reid was also a little strange, but he shook his head and said he didn't know anything.

"Warchief!" A soldier pointed to the sky, and Orgrim took a quick look. There was a black shadow flying towards here.

Could it be griffons? He thought with disgust, these guys were already difficult to deal with in Sindolan, and they suffered even more in Quel'Thalas.

The black shadow was getting bigger and bigger. Its body was very long. It didn't seem to be a gryphon. As it approached, Doomhammer heard his soldiers cheer. A dragon! What good news.

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The dragon landed some distance away from the river. As soon as it landed, a burly orc jumped from the saddle on the dragon's back. Doomhammer threw his hammer behind his back and strode over.

"Where is Doomhammer?" the dragon knight asked loudly, "I have something to say to him!"

"I'm right here." Doomhammer replied, and his soldiers automatically made way for him. "What happened?"

The dragon knight turned around to face Doomhammer. Doomhammer remembered that he had seen this man before. He was a confidant of Zuluhed and a very capable warrior. It was said that he was one of the first batch of people who dared to tame

One of the dragon's men. Torgais, yes, that's his name.

"I brought a message." Torgath said. There was a strange and complicated expression on his broad face. Doomhammer could see that there was anger, confusion, and even shame and fear.

"Then tell me." Doomhammer replied, and walked into the circle formed by the red dragon's tail. The others understood that this was a warning, and stepped back to let them talk alone.

"It's Gul'dan," Torgath said. He was very tall, even as tall as Doomhammer, but he didn't dare to look into Doomhammer's eyes. "He ran away. To be precise, he betrayed us.

"

"What?" Only then did Doomhammer understand why Torgais had that expression on his face. In his rage, he felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. His hand gripped the handle of his hammer so tightly that the metal

They all made a sound that was about to explode, "When? What happened?"

"Shortly after you left." Torgais admitted, "He and Cho'gall took away their people, and they sailed into the Endless Sea by boat, heading south." Now he raised his head, his face

The fear above had been replaced by anger. "That's when another dragon knight noticed them from the sky. He flew down and asked them why they were walking in the opposite direction, but Gul'dan killed him with his evil magic. I witnessed

After seeing this scene, I wanted to chase them, but I knew I should inform Zuluhed, and he asked me to come to you immediately."

Doomhammer nodded, "You did the right thing." His words made the dragon knight feel relieved a little. "If Gul'dan kills your men, he will not hesitate to kill you. In that case, we

Nor will he be informed of his treachery."

He bared his teeth, "I knew he couldn't be trusted. Was the ship taken away by him?"

"Most of it."

"Why don't you track him from the air?" Doomhammer continued.

Torgais sighed hastily, "This is what I am going to say next. Zuluhid has withdrawn from Grim Batol. I heard that there is a serious problem within the Dragonmaw clan, but what is it specifically?

I am not sure!"

Doomhammer frowned. "Damn it!" He slammed the hammer into the ground, "At this time."

Just as Torgath was waiting for Doomhammer to give the order, another orc ran over, it was Sarbek, the young second-in-command of the Blackstone clan. The dragon's tail next to them was beating restlessly on the ground.

So Salbek stopped some distance away.

"What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!