Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 73 72. The Rage of the Clan King

While the naval battle in the remote sea area was going on, the war in the kingdom of Lordaeron on the eastern continent had also reached its most anxious moment.

The orc troops rushed out from the Alterac Valley continuously, and the human army rushed over from the East Weald and Stratholme regions.

The battlefield of Quel'Thalas has drawn out many elite legions and returned to the Lordaeron region for support, but the orc chieftain also dispersed some small clans.

Allow them to plunder across the heart of Lordaeron and scatter Alliance reinforcements.

The alliance's big counterattack in the Hillsbrad Foothills was completely disrupted, and General Gavinrad and the Gilnean Legion also wanted to support the war in the Tirisfal region.

But the cunning remnants of the Thunder King Clan and the Burning Blade Clan, in turn, obstructed their advance in every possible way, and the positions of the two sides were switched instantly.

What is even more regrettable is that the cowardly king Aiden Perenolde not only opened the passage to the Alterac Valley for the orcs, but also blocked the road from the hills back to the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

This kind of shameless surrender to the enemy caused the situation of the alliance to fall into the worst and most desperate hell in just a few days.

The outer wall of Lordaeron's royal city fell a day ago.

But fortunately, this royal city, including the palace, has three walls, and now the civilians in the city, men from the age of fifteen and above, have been conscripted into the army and stick to the second wall.

All women and children were temporarily placed in the court of Terenas II.

The palace is big enough, and the material reserves are enough.

The nobles who had always been stingy became generous at this critical moment. The nobles headed by Lord Daval Prestor donated all their property in the royal city.

It is said that Lord Daval, who was born in the Kingdom of Alterac, felt ashamed of his king's betrayal. He had already pledged his allegiance to Terenas II of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

And he also contributed his hundreds of family private soldiers who were able to conscript and fight well to this war.

In short, the nobles performed well. At this moment, they were very general and did not make any troubles.

But this is going well, and it can't hide the current precarious situation at all.

Terenas II had already sent his daughter, Princess Calia, and son Arthas Menethil out of the royal city, and sent them to the safer city of Dalaran.

He stayed by himself, and gave a speech in public, saying that he would live and die with Lordaeron.

This greatly boosted the morale of the people, and Marshal Lothar brought his adopted son, the 15-year-old Storm King Crown Prince Varian Wrynn, to sit on the city wall in person.

Although the orcs went crazy and attacked the city day and night without a break, they finally managed to buy time.

However, even the stupidest and most stupid people have realized it.

If the alliance has no reinforcements to break through the siege of the orcs and support the king city, with the current rate of casualties and the situation going on, the king city will fall completely within seven days at most.

In the ruins of the first wall of the city of Lordaeron, Orgrim Doomhammer's headquarters is here, very close to the front line, this is a very dangerous place.

Especially the Human League of Assassins, Ravenholdt, is crazy these days.

Constantly sending high-level assassins, even legendary assassins here, trying to end this tragic war by assassinating Orgrim, but this is too difficult.

Orgrim Doomhammer himself is a legendary warrior, and he still has legendary weapons like Doomhammer in his hands.

The guard leader Bu Rocks Saurfang beside him even defeated Muradin Bronzebeard one-on-one in the battle a few days ago. Two legendary fighters are here, and they are protected by the most elite army of orcs.

Even if Ravenholdt played all his cards, it would not be so easy to succeed in the assassination.

In the early morning of the fifth day of the siege, after the midnight fight, the two sides had a tacit understanding and at the same time stopped for a short rest. There were corpses all over the city, both human and orc.

The brutal street fighting left both sides exhausted.

But both sides are very clear that after the sun rises, another round of crazy meat grinder-style battles will start again.

At this moment, a dusty orc warlord, carrying a bloody battle ax on his back, walked into the tent of the great chief Orgrim, his name is Va Locke. Saurfang.

Another legendary warrior with news that would make the warchief furious.

"kuang"

The Doomhammer slammed on the table fiercely, smashing the rough wooden table into pieces. Orgrim, who had never shown any emotional changes, had his eyes spitting fire.

He looked at the ashamed warlord in front of him, and said word by word:

"You just let Gul'dan run away like that? And let him take away the two clans I need most now! Without the spellcasters of the Raid clan, how should we deal with the human mages who have been transferred to Lordaeron?

Without the ogres of the Twilight's Hammer clan, how are we going to knock down that damned wall!

Wat Locke!

You never let me down, but this time."

"I will not deny my failure to do so, Warchief."

Va Locke. Saurfang is a pure orc, with a pure orc body shape, very green skin, and fangs that fit the orc style.

He was carrying a spine battle axe, and when he was reprimanded, he lowered his head, not daring to look into Orgrim's eyes with guilt.

He knew that his mistake might ruin the victory of the entire tribe.

"I will join the next battle!"

Saurfang said in a deep voice:

"I would rather die there than help the tribe open the city wall! This will wash away my shame."

"and then?"

After the initial anger, Orgrim quickly calmed down. He closed his eyes and sat on the chair, revealing a sense of exhaustion and loss that he had never felt before.

Leaning on the Hammer of Doom, he asked:

"If you die there, it's easy to settle everything, but after the city wall is breached, we still have to break into Terenas II's court.

We'd have to pay more casualties to capture the city, and we'd probably have to kill every single human in the city to force them to surrender.

But we can't pay that price, Wat Locke.

If we bury the last elite of the tribe here, even if we win the battle here, we will lose the whole war

In fact, when I crossed the sea, I already guessed this result. "

"The Great Chief!"

Warlord Locke Saurfang thought that Orgrim was only temporarily lost, so he raised his head and said in a deep voice:

"Even without the Ravager and Twilight's Hammer clans, we still have the advantage! The Dragonmaw clan has not betrayed, and Zuluhed has domesticated enough dragonlings.

Although those drakes cannot directly join the battle, they can transport our soldiers to the battlefield.

The Blood Ring Clan and Thunderlord Clan can be brought directly into the Tirisfal region, and their vacancies can be filled by the Warsong Clan and Shattered Hand Clan that remain in Dellano.

And the Bonebreaker clan.

Although these clans became manic and uncontrollable because they drank too much demon blood, even Blackhand was unwilling to lead them through the dark gate.

But the Great Chief, right now, they are also available forces. "

Saurfang's words should have given the Warchief confidence.

But at this time, Orgrim was even more painful and lost. The chief was silent for several minutes before he sighed and said to the warlord who was deeply trusted by him:

"No more. No more reinforcements, Locke, I had a message from Dellano before we crossed the sea and set foot in the northern borders.

The Warsong Clan and the Shattered Hand Clan, who were supposed to gather on the Hellfire Peninsula and wait for the order to fight, went to war.

They couldn't find the enemy, so they turned their weapons on their own.

Our strongest, bravest, and now craziest brother, Grom Hellscream, has brought his insatiable kinsmen to war on Kargath and his Shattered Hand clan.

Demon blood changed us and corrupted them.

Those two clans were so caught up in their wars that they ignored my orders, and in fact they never obeyed me after I killed Blackhand.

All the orcs gathered in Azeroth are our last army. If we spend all our strength in Lordaeron, we will win.

We also lose.

Humans have seven kingdoms!

We have only one tribe.

Lordaeron was defeated, and the Gilneans were hiding on the peninsula.

After killing all the Gilneas, the Highland Knights of Stromgarde will not surrender, but will fight us even more frantically.

Even if we destroy Stromgarde and Stormgard, the remaining humans can still cross the sea to Kul Tiras to continue their resistance!

And the navy of Kul Tiras, and their Admiral Daelin, are already at sea, and we have suffered the pain of failure. "

The great chief stood up, held the warhammer, and staggered to the edge of the tent. He looked at the city of Lordaeron shrouded in flames of war, closed his eyes in pain, and said to the shocked Saurfang behind him:

"This is our only chance to win, Va Locke.

I need the two clans taken away by Gul'dan. If we can conquer Lordaeron after bearing a certain price and get Lordaeron's rich war resources, we still have a slim hope of victory.

But now, we're gone.

It's a big gamble.

Because of Gul'dan's betrayal, we have lost."

"We still have dragons!"

Wat Locke was furious for a moment, and he yelled:

"The Dragonmaw can catch more dragons, Warchief! We can overwhelm them with dragonfire if we hold on, and we will."

"I gave Zuluhed an order, if he detects Gul'dan's betrayal, he can use Gul'dan as bait for the red dragon!"

Orgrim turned his head back, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

He said to Saurfang:

"But the Zuluhed let him go.

You are a good warrior, but not a good leader, Val Locke. Do you really think that an old chieftain like the Zuluhedd is unaware of Gul'dan's intentions?

During the five-day siege, the dragon knights under Zuluhed's command were blocking the mages of Dalaran, but since yesterday, human mages have appeared in the city of Lordaeron

The Zuluhed is saving its strength, V Locke.

He also saw that the defeat of the tribe was imminent, and that cunning old thing began to find a way out for himself.

He and his dragons will not fight to the death for us.

Gul'dan's betrayal is a mockery of me.

He knew that after he left, the disintegration of the tribe was imminent. "

The great chief shook his head while maintaining a strange calmness. He walked back to the tent, took out a piece of animal skin, and wrote down the instructions with a pen.

During the movement of his thick fingers, the great chief seemed to want to release all the anger in his heart on the letter in front of him.

"Guards! Send this letter to the wetland as quickly as possible, and hand it over to the two chiefs of the Black Tooth Grinning Clan.

Tell Red and Maim.

I know that the two of them have always wanted to avenge Gul'dan that bastard for their father, Great Chief Blackhand. Now, I give them the chance to take revenge.

The ships we can still use are left to them to choose.

As long as they can find Gul'dan and those traitors, that bastard, let them handle it! And I have only one request for this! Don't let the traitor who stole our victory die too easily! "

(end of this chapter)