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The road behind was blocked? Orgrim couldn't believe his ears. "What happened?"

Salbek shook his head, "I don't know," he replied, "but our people can no longer pass through the mountain pass. I have sent people to investigate, but none of them came back." He said very clearly.

Understand, if nothing happened, these people should have come back long ago.

"Damn it!" Doomhammer gritted his teeth and cursed. "Those humans betrayed us! I knew that people who betrayed their own race should not be trusted!" Although he said this, he always felt that the man in the cloak was in his heart.

The man in the cloak is so cowardly, how could he turn against him? Unless Alterac is under greater pressure than the Horde, it is also possible that the Alliance discovered Alterac's betrayal and took control of Alterac.

, and then blocked those roads, yes! This last inference is the most likely. The man was obviously very active when negotiating with them. He should not go back on his word, especially when there are tribal troops nearby. If so

If so, he must have been caught and taken away by now, then this mountainous area has been controlled by humans.

"How many orcs are trapped up there?" he asked.

Salbek thought for a while and then shrugged. "It's hard to say." He replied: "At least half of the clan, and maybe more." He glanced around with his eyes, "But we still have

There are many soldiers here," he continued, "and we will have more when Gul'dan and the others arrive."

Doomhammer smiled bitterly. But his thoughts still turned quickly, "More people? No one will come here again!"

Salbek looked shocked, "What do you mean? Gul'dan...!"

Doomhammer looked at his deputy and told him what happened with great difficulty, "He took away people from two clans and drove our ship to the endless sea."

"But why did he do this?" Salbek became more and more confused the more he listened. "If we lose this war, then all of us, including him, will have nowhere to go."

Doomhammer shook his head, "Because he never cared about this war. The first thing he put in his priority was not the Horde, but himself." His mind suddenly flashed back to when he met the warlock in Stormwind City.

The scene, and what Gul'dan said. He discovered something powerful, a powerful force.

"Then what should we do next?" Sarbek asked. He turned around and re-examined the city in front of him. "If we don't have enough troops, we will fall short!"

Doomhammer glanced back. He knew that Salbek was right. The city had proven to be much stronger than they imagined, and the defenders were also very tenacious. The Alliance attacked their troops unexpectedly from the rear.

It caused some trouble, and the Horde would no longer receive any reinforcements. But it was not just this matter that weighed on his mind. Gul'dan's betrayal of the Horde was unforgivable, and he took away the rest of the orcs.

, putting his own goals above those of the tribe, and his selfish desires are far higher than the needs of the people. This is also the reason that drove Doomhammer to kill Blackhand and seize control of the tribe in the first place. He wanted to end this

Fall and return his people to their former glory. Therefore, no matter what price he and his people have to pay, Gul'dan must get the punishment he deserves.

"Reid! Maim!" Doomhammer roared. The Blackhand brothers noticed the urgent tone in the chief's shout, so they all ran over quickly.

"Take your Blacktusk clan and march southward!" Doomhammer ordered. "You go back along Lake Lordamre, through Hillsbrad Foothills, and return to where we docked the ship.

.Although Gul'dan has escaped, he only has two clans and will not drive away all the ships. The remaining ships should still be parked there." His face was twisted with anger, and he showed two

Sharp teeth, "Catch up with those traitors and kill them all, then throw their bodies into the sea."

"But in front of us...this city!" Reid argued, "this war."

"Now the glory of our people has come to a critical moment!" Doomhammer shouted, raising his warhammer in a fighting stance and roaring to the other chieftains, who all looked at him in silence. "We.

They must not be allowed to leave like this!" He glared at the Blackhand brothers, "I think this is an opportunity for you to regain your glory." Then, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "I will take mine.

The clan is marching south to help you cut off the rear and clear the obstacles along the way. We will keep this road open, and when Gul'dan is dealt with, we will return here." He assured them, "We will never give up halfway.

"Although he himself doubted whether what he said could be realized.

The Blackhand brothers nodded, although they seemed reluctant. "I will do as you say." Maimu agreed, and then left with Red to give the chief's orders to their soldiers.

Doomhammer turned around and looked at Torgath who was standing by, "You will return to Grim Batol immediately to find out what happened to the Dragonmaw clan?"

Torgath nodded, although he wanted to follow the Blackhand brothers to pursue Gul'dan. He turned around and climbed on the dragon's back, stepping back a little, allowing the red dragon enough space to spread its wings and fly off the ground.

Doomhammer couldn't help gritting his teeth again as he watched their flying figures. His hands were shaking because of the suppressed anger in his heart. Victory was only one step away from him! He could capture the city soon, but now,

The advantage was gone, and the situation was gone. Even in the future, Orgrim was very reluctant, and there might never be another chance to suddenly attack Lordaeron in the future.

Tyron Bloodseeker and Hellscream withdrew from the rear, and they temporarily repelled Turalyon's attack. Doomhammer walked up to the death knight and looked at him, "What are you going to do? Huh? You rotting corpse!

"He asked, "You used to be Gul'dan's subordinate, and now he has betrayed us all. Are you going to follow your old master?"

The undead warrior stared at Doomhammer with his glowing red eyes for a long time, and then he shook his head, "Gul'dan abandoned the tribe and abandoned us." Gorefiend said: "We will not follow him anymore.

We will serve the tribe and obey your leadership."

Doomhammer nodded blankly, and was very surprised by Gorefiend's reply, "Very good, go now, and the people who protect us will withdraw from the battlefield." He said, and Gorefiend accepted the order and went to the others.

The death knights and their skeletal steeds walked away. Salbek also left, leaving Doomhammer alone.

"Gul'dan!" Doomhammer finally couldn't help roaring, and raised his war hammer and waved it. "I will use this to kill you! You will pay for your betrayal! You have ruined all of us.

Greenskins!" After shouting, Doomhammer felt somewhat comfortable. He put down his warhammer and turned to the battlefield, forcing himself to calm down and consider how to lead his troops south smoothly and reach the Endless Sea.

"Turalyon!"

The voice was so familiar that Turalyon could hardly believe his ears. He followed the sound and saw a burly man in armor riding towards him on horseback. The shield was engraved with the Stormwind Alliance inlaid with gold.

The lion-shaped coat of arms and the giant sword on the back were given to him by Terenas himself.

"Lotha?" Turalyon stood up from the campfire in surprise, staring at the alliance leader who was tightening his reins.

"Nice to see you, kid!" His voice was full of sincerity. "He said you were here!"

"Him?" Turayan looked around, still confused by Lothar's sudden appearance.

"It's Nathanos." Lothar explained. He took off his helmet and touched his bald head with his hand. He looked tired and happy at the same time. "I met him on the way north, and he

A man is heading to Southsea Town. I don't know what he is going to do, but he told me what happened here, and also said that you led the remaining troops here to rescue Lordaeron." He took a picture of Turalyon.

Shoulder. "Well done, you are becoming more and more like a commander!"

"I got a lot of help," Turayan said modestly, not feeling that this was his own credit, "and to be honest, I don't really know what happened. I'm also a little confused now." He and Luo Yang said.

Sa sat down with Lothar and gave Lothar some food and water. Turalyon explained that these orc troops withdrew from the capital and headed south. "The remaining tribes are not enough to fight us, especially when they capture the royal city.

A large number of soldiers were lost."

"I also got a message. My scouts reported that when the tribe evacuated, a part of the army was sent to Hillsbrad." Lothar bit the cheese and added: "I have sent a messenger to contact General Proudmoore and ask him to contact him closely.

Pay attention to what’s going on at sea.”

Turalyon nodded, and then thought of something: "Have you heard about Perenolde?"

"Well." Lothar frowned. It was obvious that he didn't want to discuss this topic, or that he was very disgusted with it. "I still don't understand what kind of person would be stupid enough to join forces with the tribe. Thanks to Solas.

"

"What about the Hinterlands?" Kurland asked.

"It's taken care of," Lothar replied. "It took us some time to find them. Some orcs hid very deep and even dug tunnels. This took us a lot of time to track them, but we still all

Destroyed them. The Wildhammer dwarves are still patrolling there to make sure nothing slipped through the net."

Turalyon looked around. "Where are Uther and the other paladins?"

"I sent them back to Lordaeron," Lothar took a sip of wine and threw the wine bag aside. "They will ensure the safety of this area, and they will join us soon." He laughed, "If

Uther won't be happy if we take out the orcs alone."

Turalyon nodded in agreement, and could not help but imagine the expression of this extremely pious paladin after discovering that he had missed the battle. Although the number of remaining orcs was huge, the war was bound to end soon. He once felt that there was no way

When we had hope, the orcs miraculously left and changed everything.

"What should we do next?" Turalyon asked, but he wondered if Lothar would accuse him of not having his own opinion? But Lothar didn't do that. "Pursuit." The two words were short and direct, but they contained a lot of things.

"Ironforge has not been captured, which is good news. We can try to contact the Bronzebeard dwarves."

"We should save them too." Kurdran said. Lothar and Turalyon looked at him with strange eyes, and the dwarf swallowed. "At least they are not as bad as the Horde."

The laughter of Lothar and Turalyon immediately rang out in the camp.

"The war is not over yet, what are they happy about?" Sylvanas looked at the bald human, who was the commander of the Alliance. Alleria was checking the report from Quel'Thalas. Most of them

They are all search and rescue reports.

"Of course it is worth being happy that the tribe retreated." The female elf did not raise her head to look at her sister. The pressure of the past few days had almost swallowed up her thoughts.

Sylvanas was a little dissatisfied, why did she stay here to rest? She turned her head and muttered: "We should go after the tribe, instead of dancing around the campfire here. The tribe retreated but did not fail, they must be wiped out.

"

"And you'd better be the one to execute it, right?" Alleria raised her head and looked at her. Sylvanas snorted and sat next to her. There was still blood on a strand of her hair that had not been treated.

She killed many orcs and trolls. But Alleria knew very well that her anger and hatred for the tribe had not diminished at all.

"Do you have to kill all the orcs?"

"You want to stop me?" Sylvanas glared at her, and he could tell from her tone what she was going to say next. However, Alleria shook her head. "No!" Her voice was very soft.

"Let me go alone."

"What?" Sylvanas took her arm and turned Alleria towards herself.

The older Windrunner looked at his sister and said again: "Let me go alone and kill all the orcs. You go back to Quel'Thalas and take care of Vereesa."

Sylvanas's face turned pale, and she looked at Alleria in a funny way, with the corners of her mouth twitching: "Do you think I need you to help me get revenge? I can do it myself."

"This is not your hatred alone!" Alleria yelled, and then stretched out her arms to hug Sylvanas the next second. The two female elves could hear each other's breathing. "But I can't lose anymore.

You." Alleria hugged her tighter. "Not even one of you."

Sylvanas sighed, "The same goes for us, sister. So I can't just watch you take risks alone."

"This is my responsibility, and the fewer people who go there this time, the better." Alleria let go of her hand and put it on Sylvanas's shoulder, her eyes determined. "And you must also find Liras.

He is still alive, I believe he must be somewhere, you must find him and take him home."

"I know, I know." Sylvanas nodded desperately, but she was unwilling to carry out Alleria's order.

"Sylvanas Windrunner." Alleria held back tears. "As the master of the Windrunner family, I order you to go home and leave tomorrow morning. Leave here before I wake up from my dream.

!" She said, putting a cloth bag into her sister's hand.
Chapter completed!