Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

This cavalry-style arcane golem was inspired by Talisa, the chief arcanist in Suramar.

The arcane puppet she designed not only has flexible quadrupeds, but can even release some simple spells according to preset procedures.

Andrea made a suggestion when ordering the production of the trial machine, so that the spell energy used by these quadruped structures can release spells of different attributes according to the energy charged.

Now that he knows that the mobile power of the tribe is the death knight, Andrea will certainly not be negligent. These centaur puppets are all charged by him himself. The nature of the energy...of course it is the holy light that restrains the power of death. .

As the small holy light bullets released one after another by the centaur structure like a convulsion smashed into the death knight's charge formation, many death knights who were hit immediately fell off their horses screaming.

The death knights who have become undead have long since lost their sense of pain. The only thing that can make them feel the pain of their souls is the violent holy light that can purify all unclean energy.

When Talon Gorefiend was a warlock, he knew how to adapt to the wind. This is the common code of conduct of the apprentices brought out by Gul'dan.

Seeing that there was a dead end in front of him, he hurriedly turned around and retreated in the same direction as the horse's head came first.

Orgrim is not in the mood to pay attention to Talon Gorefiend's behavior of sneaking away when he sees the opportunity. A mere medium-sized military town in Quel'Thalas has brought huge troubles to the tribe. Never thought of it anyway.

Zul'jin's ability to perceive words and emotions is not bad, and he noticed Orgrim's frowning brows and vacillating eyes, and he knew something was wrong, and Orgrim might have already withdrawn.

Regardless of continuing to be clever, Zul'jin hastily said what he had deliberately hidden before in a guessing tone.

Orgrim glared at Zul'jin displeasedly, "Why didn't you make it clear earlier? Wasting troops will only make it more difficult for us to break through Silvermoon City!"

In fact, at this time Orgrim has begun to doubt whether the Horde can capture Silvermoon City.

Just a military town blocking the way has such a strong defense, and one can guess how difficult Silvermoon City, which is protected behind the tall city wall, will be.

Zulkin hurriedly argued, "Although we can pass through the gaps in the defensive stronghold, we also have to bear huge risks for this."

"In case we are unable to attack Silvermoon City for a long time, we are likely to be surrounded by chasing troops sent by the Taquilin defenders. Going deep alone is the last choice to break the boat."

"snort!"

After hearing Zul'jin's explanation, Orgrim wanted to retreat even more.

But Zul'jin would definitely not agree to send his forest trolls to Lordaeron for support if he didn't cause enough damage to the high elves, and he wasn't sure if he would be attacked by the resentful high elves when he attacked Lordaeron. The elf stabbed him in the back.

'What a hassle...'

Orgrim was feeling a little irritable. The warlocks headed by Gul'dan had evil intentions and had to be on guard. The forest trolls who had just joined the tribe also had their own little thoughts.

Unable to achieve unity internally, Orgrim doubted for the first time whether the Horde could capture Lordaeron.

'Don't think so! '

Holding the Doomhammer tightly in his hand, Orgrim braced himself up, "If even I feel like retreating, the morale of the tribe may plummet. '

‘The orcs need Azeroth as a brand new homeland. In order to gain a foothold in this new world, we must first display our power. As the leader of the alliance, Lordaeron is the best target to establish power. '

Seeing that the front line could not be attacked for a long time and the sky was gradually darkening, Orgrim finally ordered to withdraw the attacking troops and stationed in the barracks not far in front of Taquelin to wait for another battle tomorrow morning.

For the next few days, almost the same battle situation was repeated every day.

The main force of the night elves didn't even show their faces directly in front of the orcs in the defensive battle. The Horde thought that only the high elves shot arrows and cast spells in the taquiline.

Zul'jin, who was familiar with the high elves, was the first to notice something was wrong. Leaving aside the unique arcane puppet, because of the difference in physique, the arrows used by the night elves were much larger in size than the high elf rangers.

Zul'jin suspects that the high elves have found reinforcements, though it is difficult to prove that without being able to penetrate the heart of Tarquilyn.

After several days of storming, Orgrim finally started to implement his plan.

During the day, the tribe still attacked Taquilin as usual, but at night the chief ordered the whole army to march silently in the dark.

The route chosen by Orgrim was provided by Zul'jin, and he chose a route with few detours as much as possible, passing through the forest between the Moon Temple and Taquilin.

The orcs who advanced silently did not dismantle the barracks in front of Taquilin. Orgrim even deliberately left a small number of soldiers to keep watch in the barracks at night. They would decisively abandon the barracks and retreat at dawn.

Zul'jin, who was used to traveling in the forest, always felt that something was wrong, and the feeling of thorns on his back was always around him.

"Stop."

Zul'jin whispered to stop, and under the puzzled eyes of Gul'dan and others, Zul'jin frowned and looked around.

"I have a bad feeling that we seem to be being watched."

As a spellcaster, Gul'dan's perception of danger is not as good as the battle-tested Zul'jin and Orgrim.

"Chief Zul'jin, are you overthinking? The eyeliner I put in the forest didn't find anything abnormal."

Warlocks have a spell used for reconnaissance. Gul'dan named it the Eye of Kilrogg. At this time, the energy eyeballs he radiates are distributed around the forest. Gul'dan seems to be watching multiple screens at the same time. Same.

Orgrim shook his head solemnly and said, "Perhaps the other party did not monitor in a conventional way, but adopted a method similar to yours?"

"this……"

After being reminded, Gul'dan immediately changed his thinking mode, and he soon discovered some clues.

There are many owls with glowing eyes in the woods at night. Before, Gul'dan thought that these were just normal nocturnal birds, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that something was wrong.

One or two might be staring in the direction they're walking out of curiosity, but all owls are looking at the Horde army at the same time... that's not normal.

"owl."

Gul'dan pointed to the two golden vertical pupils not far above their heads. "All the owls in the forest are looking at us. I suspect that these owls are weird."

...

On the banks of the Arendar River in the north of Taquilin, the night elf rangers who had kept the eyes of the beast opened their eyes one after another.

"General Feather Moon, my fellow owl has been killed."

"mine too."

Shandris narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Finally found out, let the rest of the owls evacuate, no need to monitor anymore."

Through long-term observation and speculation of the orc's marching route, and then working backwards based on the tribe's final goal of attacking Quel'Thalas, Shandris has more than 80% certainty about their next marching route.

No matter how the tribe evades the forest, they will eventually pass through the Arendar River between the Amani Forest and the Eversong Forest. As long as they hold here, the tribe will never slip through.

"Come on, let me see how powerful the orcs that destroyed the Stormwind Kingdom are."