Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Turalyon, who should have made a contribution in the Battle of Quel'Thalas and won the favor of the beauty, is being chased and stabbed by the Horde Allied Forces full of hunger.

In his vision, he should have led the troops to outflank the Horde from the rear, and flank the Quel'Thalas army to defeat the main force of the orcs.

However, the reality was completely different from what he had imagined. Although the orc army could see that it had gone through a battle, their main force was still relatively intact.

And the weirdest thing is that these tribal soldiers didn't feel decadent after the defeat at all. Instead, they looked like they wanted to vent their anger, chasing after Tulayang's army frantically and yelling.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune for Turalyon, but Orgrim didn't lose his composure. After forcing Turalyon's backtracker to retreat, he immediately ordered to go to Tirisfal Glade.

Although the direction of the Battle of Quel'Thalas was somewhat different from what he had expected, but in terms of the result... it doesn't seem bad?

The devastated Zul'jin lost his base camp, and could only follow the tribe all the way to the dark with all his might.

Zul'jin, who had always kept his tone before, finally let go of his pride. He put on a low profile and pleaded guilty to Orgrim for his previous behavior of running away.

After this battle, the forest trolls who were originally equal had no choice but to bow down to the tribe.

Although he reunited with the forest troll clans who were about to return to their respective residences, Zul'jin could see the anger and contempt in their eyes. The fault of losing the capital of the Amani Empire was too heavy. I can't lift my head up in front of me.

Now Zul'jin's only hope is to help the tribe break through Lordaeron, so as to deter the alliance formed by the eight human nations, and then ask Orgrim to send troops to help the Amani trolls regain their capital.

After temporarily settling the Amani civilians in the Moss Clan's Zuma'shal territory in East Weald, Orgrim led the tribal army that became more united for no reason and marched towards Tirisfal Forest.

Without the unstable factor of Gul'dan, although they lost the support of the warlocks, it strengthened the cohesion of the tribe.

Lothar who was in the royal city of Lordaeron was shocked when he received the urgent report from the mage sent by Turayang. He didn't expect that Turayang not only failed to steal the chicken from behind, but lost a lot of money in the tribe's pursuit. Less troops.

Although the Horde suffered certain losses in Quel'Thalas, the troll that Lothar had predicted would part ways with the orcs was still following the Horde, heading straight for Lordaeron.

Half of the alliance's troops are still being dragged in the hills of Hillsbrad, and the 50,000 people taken away by Turalyon have not been able to play a surprise role. Now the 80,000 defenders staying in Lordaeron's royal city make Lothar feel a little uncomfortable. rest assured.

The room leak happened to rain overnight, and new changes began to take place on the battlefield of Hillsbrad.

Hundreds of strange two-legged black dragons suddenly flew out of Alterac Snow Mountain, and Alterac Castle, which was caught off guard, suffered heavy damage. King Aiden Perenold was killed by the black dragon in his own royal city , Almost all members of the royal family were killed as a result.

Uther, who stayed behind in Hillsbrad, had no idea that such an accident would happen. Although the group of weird black dragons was temporarily stopped with the help of the Wildhammer Dwarf Griffin Rider, the morale of the alliance was weakened by Alteran. The tragic experience of the Kingdom of Croatia was hit hard.

With the help of a biped black dragon of unknown origin in disguise, Varok Saurfang seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack against the alliance, defeating the alliance on both sides in one fell swoop.

Uther's army gradually dispersed during the rout, and a small number of fleeing soldiers hid in the hilly mountains of Hillsbrad.

The main force followed Uther around the dilapidated Alterac Castle and withdrew from the shores of Lake Lordaeron to the King City of Lordaeron.

The sudden change shocked the confident kings of the alliance, and Terenas, who was the main target, was even more ashamed.

"Check! Check it out for me!"

Terenas shouted angrily with trembling lips, "Where did those deformed black dragons come from! Why did they help the tribe?"

Lothar said bitterly, "Your Majesty Terenas, now is not the time to care about this issue, we are in big trouble."

"Hillsbrad's Horde army is speeding up their advance with the momentum of victory. I expect them to meet Orgrim's main force at the gate of Lordaeron."

"Hey~" Terenas rubbed his temples with a headache, "Marshal Lothar, please tell me, what should we do now? Defend the city? Or go out of the city to ambush?"

Lothar also shook his head and said, "It is not advisable to go out of the city to ambush. Orgrim is not so easy to be counted on. His marching formation is very stable. I am afraid...the only option is to defend the city."

Lothar observed Terenas' face, "Considering the rich food output in the Tirisfal Forest, it is impossible to retreat from the enemy by simply defending the city. The orcs will not be short of food for at least a year, but we can't hold on for so long .”

The grain planted in the Tirisfal Forest has not yet reached the harvest season, and it was originally prepared for future wars.

Once the tribe surrounded Lordaeron, the food would inevitably become the reliance of the tribe to continue the siege.

On the contrary, the supplies in the city of Lordaeron were insufficient. Even if they could block the tribe's attack with a strong city wall, the food in the city would run out sooner or later, and it was meaningless to defend the city in vain.

"We need reinforcements."

Lothar said categorically, "The group of black dragons who came from nowhere are still wandering around Alterac and the Hinterlands. It is difficult for the Wildhammer dwarves to send reinforcements when they are overwhelmed."

"Bronzebeard dwarves and gnomes are blocked in the middle of the continent, and the Horde defenders of Thoradin's Wall blocked Stormgard's marching route. Judging from the current situation on the continent, we can only ask for help from the high elves and night elves. "

Terenas frowned heavily, and his face was obviously displeased, "Is there no other way?"

The high elves are fairly easy to say. Although they are not closely related to human countries other than Dalaran, they are still a member of the Eastern Continent, and Terenas has no grievances with them.

But the night elves were different. Terenas' cleverness before had undoubtedly offended the night elves, and even the members of the alliance were quite critical of this.

Terenas is a senior politician, he knows that such things as shame are used to lose at critical moments.

But at the same time as a politician, he is also a king who promises everything. He has to swallow the saliva he spit out, and his face will naturally not look good at this time.

Lothar smiled bitterly and explained, "Your Majesty Terenas, now is not the time to save face. Would you rather watch Lordaeron perish?"

"Although the high elves can send some reinforcements, considering their population and the total number of troops, the small number of reinforcements is just a drop in the bucket after all."

"If you want to completely relieve the siege of the orcs, I'm afraid you still need the help of the night elves with deep background."