In fact, Orgrim, who was unwilling to accept defeat, did something else. He sent Zuluhid's dragon knights to attack the Sunwell.
Unfortunately, they returned without success.
The battle of Quel'Thalas was over, hastily.
The invading trolls were completely annihilated. Apart from a few chief-level trolls who managed to escape with the help of the Storm Altar, not even a single egg was left. Even the troll chieftain, Zu Jin, was captured.
Cuel Salas was even worse off. A preliminary count of eighty thousand soldiers and two hundred thousand civilians died. A third of the precious Longsong Forest was burned down, and this was with the help of the heavens. Otherwise, it was unknown what would have happened.
On the Alliance's side, the human army under Duque's command went on an armed march. With the support of the Yaoyao, they did not fight the Horde at all. On the other hand, the Wildhammer Dwarves had a fierce battle with the Dragonmaw Clan's Red Dragon Knights. Kudran and his mount, Skare, had shocked everyone. The Wildhammer King had killed 9 Red Dragons by himself.
The sentries that Duque had prepared in the north were not put to use either.
When they retreated from Cuel Salas, the Orcs split up.
This also originated from the Sunwell.
"We can't even fight our way in!" Zuluhid complained to Orgrim. It seemed like his anger was far greater than his guilt at his own incompetence. "Even the dragons can't do it."
Orgrim narrowed his eyes and listened attentively.
Zuluhid emphasized loudly, shaking his head forcefully. "I had my dragons spit out the last drop of saliva in their mouths to create dragon breath. Their flames have already enveloped the entire city. But so what? We are like fools roasting a rock. No matter how fierce the fire outside is, it will never reach the inside. I tried to let them charge in, but their claws were blocked by an invisible barrier. "
"That's the Sunwell." Gul 'dan interrupted Zuluhid. "It is the source of magic for the elves. It provides them with endless energy. Fortunately, you did not really charge in. Otherwise, the elves with the Sunwell could cast almost limitless spells and smash a thousand fireballs into your face. "
Zuluhid was speechless.
Orgrim, on the other hand, was deep in thought. Looks like I was right not to attack Silverymoon. Even if the Horde gathered 100,000 people, it wouldn't be enough to take down Silvermoon City. They would have to deal with the Alliance first before they could take down the stronghold.
However, putting aside the elves for now did not mean that they would not have to deal with them in the future.
The Elves' large-scale magic formations gave Orgrim, who only knew how to fight in melee combat, a headache. Especially after knowing that there was a Sun Well further north of Silvermoon City.
To conquer this world, be it the elves' Silvermoon City or the Well of the Sun, they would always be a hurdle that could not be avoided.
"Is there a way to destroy it or exhaust its energy? Or can we control it instead? Or use the Storm Altar to destroy their defenses? "Orgrim asked Gul 'dan three questions in a row.
A sly smile appeared on Gul 'dan's face. "I don't know. I'm willing to try, but I don't know what the Sunwell will be like. The Storm Altar was made of runestones unique to the elves, and their energy originated from the Sunwell. I can try to connect to the source of its energy through them and transfer my magic power over to destroy it or control it. But Great Chief … This will take time, a lot of time. "
If he really succeeded, whether it was destruction or control, Orgrim didn't even need to think to know which one Gul 'dan would choose.
From the bottom of his heart, Doomhammer did not want Gul 'dan to control this power. However, rather than leaving the power of the Sunwell to the elves who could cast mysterious magic beyond the Beastmen's imagination, it was better to give it to Gul' dan.
After all, Gul 'dan was a Beastman.
It was obvious that if they were to retreat, Gul 'dan would not have enough time to do all sorts of research.
Seeing Orgrim's wavering, Gul 'dan decided to add fuel to the fire. He humbly lowered his head.
"Great Chief, we cannot just leave like this. I actually have another plan for the Storm Altar. It will help the Tribe to speed up the pace of conquering. I believe that it will be more beneficial for the Tribe if my clan and I stay here for a while. "Gul 'dan used a low voice to tempt Orgrim.
Orgrim furrowed his brows. He never trusted this short, ugly, and evil Warlock. However, the pressure that the humans and high elves put on the Tribe was too great. He had no choice but to use Gul 'dan. Without the Warlock, the Tribe's warriors would only be like the trolls, tragically and helplessly falling under the powerful magic.
He also had to admit that Gul 'dan's Twin-headed Ogres played an important role in the battle of Cuel Salas. It was these strengthened Ogres and Gollon's breakthrough that completely defeated the elves' giant arcane guards.
According to the latest news, the humans had created something that could spit fire. There was nothing the valiant Grom Hellscream could do about it.
The Twin-headed Ogre Mages were different. They could use [Ice Barrier] while charging through the flames. It was not hard to imagine that without their help, the Tribe would lose the ability to break through the Alliance's defense line.
After thinking about it, Orgrim finally nodded. "Do what you must."
Still worried, he added to Gul 'dan, "But don't delay for too long. We need to concentrate our forces to quickly take down Lordaeron."
After the Beastmen entered the World of Azeroth through the Dark Portal, the humans had gotten through the initial period of discomfort and repeated failures. They had shown great resilience. There were all sorts of new tactics and weapons against the Beastmen. If they still used the same method that the Blackhand Great Chief used when they first arrived in this world, it would not take long for the Beastmen to go extinct.
The humans were improving, and the Beastmen had to improve as well.
When they reached the Northern Continent of the Eastern Kingdom, which was also the Lordaeron Continent. Orgrim realized that the things he had to do had changed a lot. He began to pay more attention to information.
If they had enough information, the tribe wouldn't have foolishly attacked one city after another. They would also not foolishly attack the farthest Elven Kingdom just to get the trolls as an ally.
The eight countries had only attacked Stormwind City. If they attacked the other cities one by one, how long would that take?
Orgrim decided to change the Tribe's plan and attack the Lordaeron Kingdom directly.
"I won't delay for too long," Gul 'dan assured Orgrim. Gul 'dan assured Orgrim and grinned. "If it really doesn't work, I'll make another Storm Altar to strengthen it and the army will come."
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