Stormwind God

These two-handed human weapons are now one-handed weapons in the hands of the orcs, but no matter how much better than the mallets and stone axes that most orcs now use.

"Is it poisonous?" Orgrim asked uneasily.

The captain shook his head: "Our people have smelled it with war wolves. It's okay. It is a remnant of human holy light on the weapon."

After listening to Orgrim, he was relieved: "This should be a preparation for the Knights of the" Hand of Silver "of the human race. I just don't know why they are so hurried to throw this batch of weapons here."

Looking at more than two thousand fine weapons at the scene, Orgrim had doubts that could not be resolved.

It is likely that an army that came to suppress the orc uprising and dropped such a large number of weapons is simply an enemy.

"Don't we want these weapons?" Thrall frowned.

Orgrim gritted his teeth: "Yes! Why not. If humans dare to come, we don't mind using their weapons to teach them an unforgettable lesson."

Grom said, "Will we chase the Scarlet Crusade north? Mountain warfare is better for us."

Thrall said: "Will it be too far away from our army. There are still many children and pregnant women over there."

Thrall didn't know that this sentence directly put the orc army into danger.

This is the asymmetry of intelligence.

The orcs are not suitable for scouting, so the news of the orcs on the land of Lordaeron is only limited to the mountains. In the past, it was possible to hear a little bit of news through the common orc slaves. After the uprising, the Lordaerons naturally killed the orcs, and many slave owners were afraid of trouble and killed all their orc slaves and gladiators.

Don't look at Sal gathering troops, it seems that the force is strong, but in the sense of losing sight, it is also in trouble in a sense.

Orgrim groaned a bit: "We may catch up with the Scarlet Crusade, we may be able to rebuild this legion. But the city powers of the South China Sea are also very strong, and I am worried about sending troops there."

Now that there was agreement, the orcs had withdrawn. The strongest orcs naturally have the best weapons.

The orcs most worried did not happen, and the large troops were still waiting near the nearby Gould Hold Castle.

"let's go!"

If the orcs want to cross the endless sea to the west, there are actually not many routes to choose from. After all, the coastline of Lordaeron is mostly very steep, and the cliffs that even the orcs cannot go down.

The original best route was from Gould Castle to the northeast. Although the Eagle's Nest must be passed under the eyes of the wild hammer dwarf, it was protected by dense forests, and maybe an agreement could be reached with the jungle trolls again. Unfortunately, the end of the road is dead.

It was because the Horde led by Orgrim had used the Hinterland cliffs to enter and exit Lordaeron. The human kings will naturally not ignore this flaw. Under the premise that they cannot extend the control area to the Hinterlands, the kings thought of a good way to invite Her Majesty's Naga and the Murloc to stand in the waters off the cliff of Wanghai.

With the precedent of the last sharp destruction of the Blackrock clan, Orgrim's brain damage will only go there.

The road to the south is also impassable.

As the largest port for trade between the North and South continents, the current Nanhai city-state has inherited all the defense measures of the Gate of Darkness from World War II. It is a complex line of defense built over 200 kilometers from the western coast to the eastern beach.

In addition, the Fifth Fleet of Kul Tiras is stationed on the fortress of Tol Barad in the off-sea area. Even breaking through the defense line of the South China Sea town is a death.

It is not impossible to leave the northern coast and the whispering coast at the northernmost point of Lordaeron's continent. The problem is that the orcs have just revolted there, and the horse honeycomb has generally stirred the reaction of Lordaeron's kingdom.

In Sal's view, this is the dead end. They didn't know that they would be swept by the Plague Army later ...

As a result, the only way out is on the west side of the mainland, the wider Nanliu and Beiliu coasts, with a long coastline between the two coasts.

This road is like a wooden bridge, which means that the orc army has to pass the possible interceptions of the South China Sea City State, Dalaran, and Gilneas.

Only Orgrim's analysis: The South Sea city-state did not have any force by itself. Gilneas built the Wall of Greymane and pursued an isolation policy. Except for Dalaran, the other two were unlikely to send troops.

However, just as the orc army passed cautiously from east to west through the Hillsbrad Foothills, as they approached Dalaran, they suddenly discovered that the situation was completely beyond their imagination.

"What !? Humans like monsters?" Thal looked stunned.

"Yes! Those human civilians are crazy, and our eyes are redder than those who drank the blood of the devil more than a decade ago!" A captain complained: "My people tear them apart in half, they can still use their mouth Come and bite us. It feels like they are all dead, but how can the dead move? "

Thrall and Orgrim's faces immediately lost their blood.

Something is wrong!

They drove the battle wolves to the front.

The situation in front of them shocked them.

Once upon a time, humans used the word 'green ocean' to describe the tribal's madness.

The situation now seems to be completely reversed.

The brave orc warriors formed a relatively close line, slashing the humans who would not rush up.

No, obviously these are not humans.

These human-like horror creatures have long lost their lives.

Thrall saw a man with a chest that had been emptied by an unknown creature, wielding a pitchfork, exposed teeth on the torn skin, and unknown black liquid flowing in the cracks of his teeth, rushing madly to try to assassinate an orc.

After being split into two sections by the waist, the monster still crawled from below. While the orc warrior was busy dealing with the other two monsters coming, he took a bite on the exposed calf of the orc warrior.

"No! These are not humans! They are some kind of undead! The ancestors are on, no wonder humans don't come to trouble us, they have super troubles themselves!" Orgrim exclaimed.

"Do you want to withdraw !?" Thrall asked urgently.

"Withdraw! Withdraw now! We don't need to stupidly get involved in this disaster." Orgrim gritted his teeth.

As the tribe tried to retreat, the wind with dark air became more and more frantic.

On the shores of Lake Rhodmir in eastern Dalaran, countless undead walked ashore step by step from the icy lake bottom.

In the Scourge's camp, with the icy and cold winds that violated the weather, the black flags were raised high and sounded.

As if sensing something, the giant spider demon and the death acolyte of the cursed sect looked up at the same time.

Not only them, but the death knight generals and the Lich, all covered in darkness, looked southeastward.

They beat the eyes of the soul's fire, reflecting a sacred pillar of light that almost rose into the sky.

Deep in their eyes, a hint of doubt rose at the same time.

Paladin? so much? (To be continued.)