The other was the voice of Bu Laing Bronzebeard. He spoke in the common human language, "Inform the entire Alliance and Horde army. In the battle at the Serpentshrine, the Alliance commander Duke Marcus's Qiraji twin emperors have successfully defeated the Naga Queen, Vashj. Now Vashj has surrendered on behalf of all Naga. Take note – do not attack enemies who have laid down their weapons, but for those who resist – kill without mercy! "
Compared to the Naga side, who were at a loss, the Horde's reaction was even more startled.
Orgrim's expression was very interesting. At this moment, it was as if all the condiments and sauces in the kitchen had been smashed in his face. Almost at the moment the declaration was made, he realized that the gap between the Horde and the Alliance's combat power had once again been forcibly widened.
As the old chief who had personally commanded the cruelest second Battle of the Dark Portal, Orgrim knew best what a powerful navy could do.
He still remembered those brave warriors who had grown up with him and fought on the frontlines with him. They did not die on the bloody battlefield, but drowned helplessly in the water. His companions who were lucky enough to escape did not even have the chance to pull out the fangs of these warriors according to tradition and bring them to their wives and children.
The Alliance used the Horde's unfamiliar water battle to shatter the Horde's dream of dominating Azeroth.
One had to know that that year, the Alliance still used worn-out sailboats that they did not even bother to look at today. They commanded a group of mediocre Naga and the weakest Murlocs.
Could the Naga of the Angry Scales compare to these powerful Naga who were on par with the Horde's elites on land?
Sal patted Orgrim's shoulder and shook his head with a smile, "The Alliance gained, we didn't lose either."
Orgrim was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, "I was thinking too much."
The Draenor Expedition this time seemed more like a feast to expand the army and recruit subordinates.
The Alliance received the Draenei and a large group of elite Naga, greatly increasing their strength.
The Horde was not bad either!
Regardless of what those Fel Orcs would do after regaining their sanity, the biggest obstacle, Zangarmarsh, had been cleared. The Horde did not need to fight the Undead and Crowmen to the death in the Auchinton area. They could completely cross the mainland of Zangarmarsh and directly enter Nagrand to find their ancestors.
Not only that, Orgrim whispered, "There are many Ogres and Gollons in Blade's Edge."
Once upon a time, Orgrim had an Ogre personal guard. It was an assault force that was extremely terrifying even today. The ogres' strong bodies allowed them to wear the thickest armor effortlessly. They were living tanks in human form.
In the battle of the Scorching Canyon, this hundred-man guard was killed and wounded. They were killed by the Alliance's most powerful artillery and the Paladins of the Silver Hand. When they died, they dragged 30 times their number of Alliance soldiers down with them.
As long as the Ogres were armed and placed in a place where cannons and other heavy weapons couldn't reach them, they would still be a terrifying existence on the battlefield.
Not to mention Gollon, the most powerful killing machine in our world since ancient times.
Thinking of this, the two generations of Great Tribal Chiefs felt a little excited.
The Alliance ate the meat while the tribe drank the soup. At the very least, the tribe didn't get nothing.
Vashj led the entire army to surrender to the Alliance, and this had a huge impact on the Alliance. Whether it was on a tactical or strategic level, it had earth-shattering significance.
The entire supply line of the Alliance was opened.
Because the Colifang Reservoir no longer crazily drew water from the Hellfire Peninsula, the barrenness and water shortage of the Hellfire Peninsula was greatly alleviated. In time, it could even fill the entire sunken Path of Glory with water, forming a canal.
The transport capacity of river transport was many times greater than that of land transport, and it saved even more fuel.
The Tribe directly split into two groups, with Orgrim leading the main force into Blade's Edge. Although it was said that they were going to wipe out the remaining Fel Orcs, it was actually to recruit strong men.
Saar led a division of five thousand people and ran to Nagrand to acknowledge his ancestors. If there were no accidents, he would receive the Shaman's inheritance and become the original Shaman in history who was an Elemental and Enhancement Shaman.
While the Tribe was busy recruiting strong men, the Alliance couldn't be idle either. Without the suppression of the Tribe's main force, the Undead and Crowmen in the Auchinton area rebelled. At the most exaggerated point, they even killed their way to the outskirts of Shattrath City. Left with no choice, William could only lead the army and wipe out the Crowmen first.
On the other hand, to allow the Alliance's main force to wipe out the Crowmen with more peace of mind, Duque, who was freed up, led the mechanized army into Moon Shadow Valley. They built a city in the middle of Moon Shadow Valley, less than three hundred kilometers away from Illidan's lair, the Black Temple. Because the Dwarves were the main force, and they had to use a large number of air forces, it was naturally called the Wildhammer Fortress.
On the surface, Mark Dooku brought Irreal with him, strolling around and looking around, as if he had nothing to do all day and was blindly giving orders.
In reality, Duque had been secretly busy consolidating the forces under Vashj.
Vashj had been the Colifang Queen for so long, and she had accumulated a lot of power. Most of the aquatic monsters and leaders chose to obey. Only the Swamp Giants were not smart, or the dark energy they had been injected previously made them more violent. They were the most incisive rebels.
In addition, there was also Leotheras the Blind. In this life, he wasn't as crazy as he was in history, but instead became Illidan's loyal follower. Originally, Duque wanted to control him, but in the end, this guy was stubbornly resisting, so he could only let him die.
After consolidating Vashj's forces and letting Vashj's loyal Deepwater Lord Carathelas take control of the army, Duque let Vashj pass through the Dark Portal and come to Karazhan.
"Dear Master, where are you taking me?" Vashj, who was completely in human form, followed Duque through one hall after another, and finally came to a vast balcony.
This was where the Nightbane used to be, and Duque had also resisted the invasion of Ner 'zhul, who was still the Great Chieftain.
Now, this was just a window to the outside world of Karazhan.
Ten steps away from Vashj, Duque stood still with his hands behind his back.
The atmosphere in the air seemed to have quietened down because of what was about to happen next. The surroundings were silent, and only the soft moonlight shone on Duque's body.
"Celaika, do you know? Everyone has to be responsible for what they have done. "Duque seemed to say these words without rhyme or reason.
"Master, did Celaika do something wrong?" Vashj lowered her head, and there was a sense of grievance in her voice.
"Well, you did do something wrong. Do you remember that you once led an army to attack Kul 'Tiras and killed Crown Prince Tandred's family? "
Duque's words suddenly made Vashj's face turn whiter than white paper, and there was not a trace of blood on her pale face.
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