In order to reclaim Alterac this time, Orgrim had put in a lot of effort. Other than Gul 'dan and Gujar, who were nowhere to be found, and Grom Hellhound, who was guarding the main camp in Silverpine Forest, who was unable to move, Orgrim had practically brought all of the tribe's most capable chiefs and heroes here through the Wyverns.
The one commanding the wyvern army in the sky was naturally Zuluhed.
On Orgrim's left was the chief of the Shattered Palm Clan, Kargath Bladefist.
On the right was the chief of the Blood Ring Clan, Kilrogg Deadeye.
Outside the hall was the chief of the Black Scar Clan, Kashdrake, and a new hero, Rexxar.
Rexxar was one of the greatest heroes of the Tribe in the future. Rexxar was the product of a union between an Orc and an Ogre. He grew up in the Mok 'Nathal Clan of Draenor. Even though he was of mixed blood, his burly physique and amazing strength allowed him to shine during the Horde's invasion of Azeroth.
This time, Orgrim had specially brought him here.
Including Samuro, there were a total of seven super killing gods from the tribe who could easily fight against a thousand men on their own.
Under normal circumstances, these seven guys were enough to destroy the entire Alterac.
Unfortunately, they had encountered Duque, who was also prepared to go all out.
In the sky, Zuluhed suddenly discovered a large flock of Griffins swooping down from the clouds. The Dragonmaw Clan's Dragon Riders didn't even have time to react before they were smashed by a large number of Storm Hammers.
It was true that dragons were the overlords of the sky, but they had a blind spot in their vision, and that was their backs. Without the coordination of the Orc Cavalrymen, the Crimson Dragons attacked the Gryphons on their own. This mistake caused the Dragon Riders' losses to increase dramatically.
Kashdrake and Rexxar, who were waiting outside the hall, thought that they only needed to deal with a few diehard 'Barov Clan' guards. The two of them and the dozen Orc elites they brought with them made a grave mistake.
After the illusions on the guards were removed, Chen Fan's eyes widened.
They found that the guards opposite them … were all their old enemies, the Silver Hand Knights.
It was fine if the Silver Hand came, but more than half of the First Generation Paladins were here.
Uther, Saidan Dathrohan, Tirion Fordring, Gavinrad Doom, Bolvar Fordragon, most of these fellows had proven their bravery in the Silverpine Forest and other battlefields. After fighting for so long, all the weaklings would be eliminated in the first three battles. Most of the time, after fighting for so long, it would be discovered that the strongest ones were still the same few.
Even if he didn't completely remember the other party's name, he would be able to recognize it as soon as he saw it. It's that bastard again! 'and so on.
Everyone in the Horde agreed that the first-generation Holy Knights were the strongest.
If it was just the Silver Hand, the heroes of the Horde would not have such a headache. The most ridiculous thing was that the four Windrunner sisters had all come.
Paladins were famous for being able to fight, tank, and consume energy. However, Paladins also had a well-known shortcoming — short legs. If the heroes of the Horde really wanted to run, the paladins wouldn't be able to stop them.
Well, now there was a group of Ranger heroes who could run as fast as they could.
Even if Kargath and Kilrogg charged out, they still felt like they couldn't hold them off. In just a single exchange, several elite captains of the Horde with dozens of lives on their hands were shot to death by the Windrunner sisters.
The Horde was at a great disadvantage against the heroes summoned by Duque, but it was a great advantage against the other humans. Especially the Alterac Royal Family's guards, they were completely dumbfounded. Before this, they had been clearly told by Eden that they were going to rely on the Horde. That was why the heroes and followers of the Horde were like fathers in their eyes. Who knew that the Horde would just kill them like pigs and dogs!
Orgrim glanced at Duque who was beside the throne and sighed in his heart: I've miscalculated!
If Samuro was still controlling King Eden, then this would be the best time to force the Alterac people to rebel. But now it was Duque who had Eden's life in his hands!
Eden was of course not an idiot. Duque had saved his life from Samuro's hands, but it wasn't just to save him. Did he really think that Duque was some bullsh * t saint?
Whether he and his Alterac were willing or not, they were now sitting on the Alliance's chariot once again.
Jump out of the chariot?
Sure! Go and die now!
As an overly shrewd, two-faced king, Eden shouted the moment he was sure of his own safety, "For the Alliance! Kill those damned Horde! "
As expected of the Best Actor!
Just a moment ago, he was saying 'I love you daddy of the Horde', but now he was shouting 'Grandpa Alliance is my real ancestor'.
He said it so smoothly, and his expression did not change, as if it was only right and proper. Even the most seasoned politician would be ashamed of himself.
But he shouted, he shouted in a dignified manner.
Even when he saw Orgrim's infamous [Hammer of Destruction] smashing down on his head, and the huge black square mace rapidly expanding in his vision, he didn't change his words.
Because King Eden had made his bet.
It was true that Orgrim was powerful and could force Eden into a corner. But Duque was clearly superior! This kind of frightening method wasn't something a sixteen year old should be capable of!
Eden couldn't turn back this time.
He could only hope to keep Orgrim here and get a decent result. Then, he would think of a way to bribe Duque to make sure that no one in the Alliance would pursue him and Alterac.
Duque appeared once again with Eden in a flash.
In a flash of light, Eden was brought from his throne by Duque to the door of the side hall on the right.
That was how agile a mage was when fighting a warrior.
Duque smiled and waved at Orgrim. Then, he raised his hand, and a ten-meter tall, two-meter thick wall of ice separated the Orgrim tribe from the Alterac nobles.
"Hurry up and retreat!" Duque's shout finally woke up the frightened nobles.
These people who claimed to be nobles weren't as noble as the commoners thought they were. One by one, they fled in panic towards the side door where Duque was.
Yes! With Duque blocking the tribe's way to the main hall, that was the only way out.
Everyone fought to be the first to run in that direction.
And then, a storm began to rise.
The Sword Saint's [Bladestorm]!
Under Eden's frightened and wandering gaze, all of Alterac's upper nobles were cut to pieces by a Beastman Sword Saint that had been hiding near the side door.
Broken limbs, flying blood, minced flesh …
The nobles who had once gathered under Eden's command and were viewed as his most important pillars had been completely wiped out in front of him!
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