Chapter 319
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Through the Demon's Soul, Zuluhed was able to suppress Alexstrasza and use her as a bargaining chip to threaten the entire Red Dragon tribe.
The Red Dragons had no choice but to submit because the Red Dragon Queen was the source of their power and reproduction. Without the Red Dragon Queen's blessing of life, no young dragon could grow into a true dragon.
No matter how angry they were!
No matter how unwilling they were!
The Red Dragons flew into Grimbator Fortress one after another and were treated like horses by the Beastmen. They were roughly fitted with saddle-like riding gear and became the Beastmen's mounts.
Zuluhed knew very well that the failure of the attack on Sador Bridge was an unrepeatable accident. There were probably less than five High Elven Rangers in all of Quel 'Thalas who were so elusive. They just had to run into two of them.
Even worse was the unimaginable way they fought. Even at this moment, Zuluhed felt like he was living in a nightmare.
This failure was a foregone conclusion.
Zuluhed believed that the Horde needed more Red Dragon Riders. He did not believe that the high-speed Red Dragons would run into that strange team no matter where they flew.
Alexstrasza screamed, "Zuluhed, I will kill you. I will kill every single green-skinned Beastman. I swear! I will. "
Zuluhed laughed coldly as he watched the Demon's Soul's guardian press the Red Dragon Queen's face into the cold ground. "Hahaha! Perhaps there will be a day like that, but until then, you will be a slave for the Horde! Come, call them. Let our Red Babies return. "
Zuluhed raised his hand, and Nekros behind him increased the power output of the Demon's Soul. Both Nekros and Alexstrasza showed a pained expression. The Demon's Soul was not a good item with gentle power. The price of controlling it was one's own life force.
Nekros did not care. He had picked up his life. In the battle with the Draenei, he had lost a leg. He was not like the other unyielding Beastmen who hugged an enemy and died together. Thus, he was looked down upon by the other Beastmen. After surviving, he did not cherish his life.
He gave the Red Dragon Queen the greatest pain the Evil Artifact could inflict.
What Zuluhid got in return was a burst of cold, wild laughter.
"Hahaha! They are free. I don't know what happened to them, but they are no longer bound by me! "Queen Hongge laughed maniacally.
"What!? What was going on? Speak! "
Under the suppression of the divine artifact that came from the source of the Dragon Clan's power. Zuluhid had received very bad news. The Red Dragons that had run away could not return, and they were not dead.
"No, I have to report this to the Great Chieftain."
Zuluhed almost pissed his pants as he rushed to Orgrim and explained everything like a sinner.
"I'm sorry, Great Chief, I screwed up! Not only did we fail to protect the transport fleet, but we also lost a large number of Red Dragons … "
Orgrim bared his teeth as if his heart was aching, but in the end, he did not unleash his fury.
"Fate …" Orgrim's voice was low and he spoke slowly. "Zuluhed, do you believe in fate? Do you think the most powerful shaman can see the course of fate? If you can really predict the future, what kind of price do you have to pay? "
Orgrim's three seemingly irrelevant questions left Zuluhid in a daze. But he quickly replied, "Fate does exist. Shamans are not the only ones who can see the course of fate. As for the price … Kilrogg Deadeye is a good example. "
Orgrim patted his chest. "The Beastmen have deviated from the path of shamans. Fate no longer shows itself to the Beastmen. On the contrary, our enemy seems to be very good at it. I once thought that this was a simple scheme that surpassed the wisdom of the Beastmen. But when I found out that all my plans had been seen through, I was secretly afraid for a long time. In the end, I came to my senses. "
"Came to your senses?"
"Yes! My opponent, Duke Marcus, can clearly see the course of the river of fate. So, even I don't know what to do next in order to escape the trap of this terrifying enemy. "
Zuluhid was secretly shocked. This was tantamount to his Great Chief admitting that the human Duque was an existence that surpassed the Prophet.
Orgrim brought Zuluhid to a cliff in the north-east of the wetlands. The scene there shocked Zuluhid.
"The Beastmen's simplicity and directness have achieved this miracle. I just ordered my men to find a way to cross the sea no matter what. "
Zuluhid saw the 'way'. Perhaps it was because the Great Chief was standing near the cliff that divided the North and South Continents when he said this. Those who could not think had actually used an entire winter to open up a slope on the cliff that was dozens of meters high and covered in ice and snow. The slope extended from the plateau all the way to the sea.
It was a huge slope of up to 50 meters wide, enough to lift the largest transport ship from the wetlands to the beach. And this place was less than five kilometers away from that damned strait.
That's right, it was this' way 'that the Great Chief himself was not clear about, that created an even more profound chain of plans.
Whether it was the small and medium clans attacking Southshore from the front, the transport ships and the Red Dragon Legion trying to cross the strait and the Sador Bridge, or the 200,000 strong Horde army that would arrive at the coast of Southflow in two days, everything became a cover for the elite Horde army led by Orgrim.
Tonight, these 50,000 elite Beastmen would cross the natural moat that had obstructed the Horde for more than half a year.
"Great Chief, you really are the strongest!" Zuluhid praised from the bottom of his heart.
"After I leave, the Horde of the wetlands will be in your hands. You must maintain enough pressure on the Alliance. Especially your Red Dragon Legion, don't just attack one place. The Alliance doesn't have many experts of that level. " As if remembering something, Orgrim added, "Last time, it was these two Elves who fought against Hellscream, right? Think about it, how many Grom Hellroars do we have?! "
Hearing this, Zuluhid's eyes surged with confidence.
Orgrim punched Zuluhid in the chest, but Zuluhid did not panic. Instead, he was pleasantly surprised. Because this represented the Great Chief's trust.
I'll leave everything to you.
That's what the Great Chief meant.
Seeing Orgrim carrying his famous [Hammer of Destruction] and disappearing into the night with his army, Zuluhid's heart was filled with a fiery passion.
At this moment, Duque was surrounded by a large group of Red Dragons with golden vertical pupils …
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