The tribe's chief actually came to ask if the Alliance's deputy commander was colluding with the strongest warlock of the tribe?
What the hell?
Most of the orcs did not understand the common language, but the elves did!
At that moment, the elves perked up their ears.
Both sides had stopped fighting, and pulled apart to listen to the conversation between the two leaders. The few orcs who knew the common language were ready to be translators.
As a leader of the alliance, Duque did not have to answer Orgrim's stupid question.
But Duque did not dare to not answer.
Colluding with the Horde was a major crime.
Thinking about the fate that Alterac was about to face, King Eden would probably be cursed for all eternity even after his death.
Duque used a voice amplification spell to answer.
"Colluded?! The pitiful Orc King Orgrim! Don't you know that you are being used by Gul 'dan? No, I should say, don't you know that our Alliance and your Horde are all victims of the Burning Legion's demon lord's scheme? "
"What?!" No wonder Orgrim was shocked. He really did not know Gul 'dan's motives, or the source of his true power.
"The Lord of the Burning Legion, the evil god Sargeras, controlled our world's guardian, Medivh. He colluded with your warlock, Gul 'dan, who was seduced by the demon lord, Kil' jaeden. That's how the Dark Portal came about, and how your Horde invaded the World of Azeroth. To put it bluntly, you orcs are just pathfinders for the demons to invade this world. "
"No, that's because our world is on the brink of destruction …" Orgrim argued.
"Yes, it's because of the power of the demons that brought your world to destruction." Duque did not hold back his sarcasm.
Orgrim was shocked.
He could not help but recall his late friend Durotan's complaint. 'I think it's Gul' dan and his warlocks who destroyed our world. You see, wherever they go, they use their dark powers. The land is drying up, the trees are withering, there's no grass, and there's no prey. Without prey, the orcs have no choice but to starve. '
He would never forget how many of his clansmen had been sacrificed on the way to the Dark Portal when his clan was migrating.
Some were weak, some were sick, and some were severely injured by their prey.
Once upon a time, the survival of the fittest rule of the Orcs for thousands of years made him feel that this was only natural. Now that he thought about it, whether it was Durotan or Duque, what they said was undoubtedly true.
When Orgrim first saw the Dark Portal, it was still a dirty swamp, but it was not lacking in life. But now? During the winter, he returned to the Dark Portal. That place had become a barren wasteland.
Gray hills, crimson earth.
There were no ordinary beasts, only monsters mutated by dark powers.
Now that he thought about it, it should be the Warlock's demonic power.
"Hahaha! Have you thought it through? You Orcs are just a bunch of pitiful creatures being toyed with by the devil. All your glory is just a joke to embellish the Devil's conspiracy. And the one who is playing with you is Gul 'dan! "Duque mercilessly spat out his poisonous tongue." Have you thought it through? Since you've thought it through, then scram! Orcs, go back to your world! "
"Gul 'dan!" Orgrim waved his war hammer as he roared at the sky. "I will use this to kill you! I will see you pay the price for your betrayal! "
When Orgrim shouted, there were a few in the Alliance who thought that they would not have to fight in the future.
They were too naive.
"However, the Horde has no other choice! We will punish the traitors! But the Orcs must continue to multiply! So — your world, we're definitely taking it! "
Duque's expression changed.
Orgrim took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, "I will lead my clan south. We will clear out the obstacles along the way and make sure that the road is clear. Once we deal with Gul 'dan, we will return. When that time comes, it will be the end of the Alliance! "
While he doubted if his words would come true, and they were lucky to catch Lordaeron off guard this time, it would not happen a second time.
But Orgrim had to say it.
Even if they lost, they could not lose.
They could not lose in terms of momentum.
Since their goal was to destroy the other side, there was no need for peace, and there was no need to show weakness.
Duque narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "There is no need to wait for the future. Today, I want all of you to die here!"
Duque waved his hand. With the self-destructing demon spirit as the vanguard, the Alliance's army attacked again.
But at this moment, the Horde had a clear goal — to break through.
Even if Aurelia and the other Rangers rained arrows on the Horde, and Marian and the other Mages kept releasing magic attacks, the effect was limited.
Every time they almost caught up to the Horde's formation, a small tribe would bring hundreds of people back and fight to the death. The Silver Hand led by Tirion Fordring was, after all, only a group of city guards who could barely ride on horseback. They were trash in terms of combat power.
After the Horde paid the price of 5,000 lives, Orgrim led his army back into the Alterac Mountains.
Orgrim retreated, but Duque was not happy at all. Because he knew what the Horde had sent to save them.
On the western battlefield, the battle was still fierce.
At this moment, Kudran Wildhammer suddenly felt something flying towards him from the sky. He glanced at it and saw a black shadow flying down from the clouds above his head. At first, he thought that it was a warrior who came to report to him about the battle, but he immediately felt that the way this guy flew was not like a Griffin.
There were even more black shadows coming from the southeast. It seemed like they came from Lake Lordamir, and they were probably flying at a higher altitude than them. But what were those things?
But as the black shadows approached at high speed, they became bigger and bigger, to the point that they covered his vision!
"In the name of Ai Ruifeng." Kudran muttered to himself. He was completely intimidated by the largest among them.
It had a slender body, a long tail and neck, and huge wings that occasionally flapped and extended high into the sky. Only one flying creature could have such a huge body.
As the last of the clouds dispersed, the sun shone on them. The creature's body shone with a red light and was covered with dark red scales. Kudran knew that his judgment was correct.
It was a dragon.
Kudran's kill count had already reached double digits, but this one was completely different.
But this one was completely different, because if his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, this was an Ancient Colossal Dragon whose size was comparable to the Five Great Dragon Kings. It was definitely over 10,000 years old!
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