Stratholme God

Chapter 663 The Unexpected Enemy
Thrall did not refute the words of the mysterious man opposite.

The hostility between the alliance and the tribe is not so easy to eliminate.It would be fine if the two sides were evenly matched, restraining each other and maintaining a fragile peace.Once the peace lasts long enough, the hatred has a chance to subside.

Now the alliance is particularly strong, and the combat power of the two sides is almost out of proportion.

This is the hardest part.

Thrall could feel the other party's strong sense of sowing discord, as well as his contempt and hatred for the alliance.He also had a subtle feeling that the other party seemed to be unhappy with the tribe.

This is strange, aren't you also part of the tribe?
It's just another parallel world...

Thrall pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Although I am very grateful for your support to our tribe in this world, I cannot promise you for the time being."

After finishing speaking, Thrall bowed slightly, exchanged a few polite greetings, and turned off the communication.

This was supposed to be the end of the matter.

Unexpectedly, shortly after Thrall left, a tall and burly figure sneaked up to the front of the magic mirror.And the originally blackened and silent mirror suddenly opened by itself, reappearing that blurred shadow.

"Hehehe! Garrosh Hellscream, have you considered it?"

That's right, the person who came was none other than the radical faction in the tribe, the famous Brainless Roar.

"Of course! Weak Thrall is not qualified to lead the great orcs! We need your strength! Let me see the combat power of [Iron Horde]!"

"it is good--"

"What anchor point will I give you, you and your men can appear directly in the hinterland of the alliance!"

The person in the mirror seemed to smile, then nodded and cut off the communication.

Garrosh clenched his fists and said, "The orcs are the greatest race! The four damn alliance races should all be exterminated!"

Different from most of the parallel worlds, Garrosh in this life participated in the Great War at the Dark Portal, and even participated in the siege of the former Kirin Tor Speaker Antonidas.

His place in the Warsong clan is far higher than it has been in history.

What's more, as a radical and advocating the elimination of the alliance, he has a great market among young orcs, and he is deeply loved and admired by young orcs.He has in fact launched an assault on Thrall's Warchief position.

No, it's just a makgora!
Now he and his people couldn't even step out of Feralas because of the damned goblins.

I can only hand over the task of teaching the alliance to that mysterious man from [Steel Horde].

At this moment, he didn't realize what kind of decision he had made...

Almost the moment he agreed, the world line changed.

A barren land thousands of miles away, this is the barren area in the middle of the Eastern Kingdom's continent, the Southern Continent.

Long ago, this was a verdant valley rich in natural resources.The magic of the demons scorched the land and turned it into what it is today - a barren and barren land.

The Badlands is a deep, barren valley, dry and hot.The scalding heat wave stirred up the heat in the air, unable to bring a trace of coolness to the sweltering land.Only the hardiest plants, such as cacti and shrubs, can survive in this harsh environment.

Unlike Mai in the Northern Continent, who is almost completely confused, this is the blind spot of the two major forces in the Southern Continent.

To come here from the Stormwind Kingdom, you need to cross the Burning Plains and Searing Canyon.

And the Bronzebeard dwarves, who had also lost a lot in the three Dark Portal Wars, had no time to expand eastward here.After all, they want to strengthen the defense line of the wetlands to suppress the Forgotten who are still entrenched in the Arathi Highlands on the other side of the strait.

Therefore, in a state where most of the alliance bosses were unaware.

The Horde has set up a medium-sized camp [Kagath] in the northwest of the Badlands.

The old orc Gorn presides over this outpost far from the Horde.Gorn and his warriors have been keeping watch over the remnants of the orc-betrayer Blackrock tribe on the Eastern Continent.

He is committed to eradicating the remaining evil orcs on the mainland and promoting mutual trust between the tribe and the alliance.

On the other hand, he could not oppose orders from the upper echelons of the tribe.

Today, very suddenly, on the wasteland opposite the Kargath camp, a huge portal suddenly opened.

"What's going on?" The orc sentry sounded the alarm bell dutifully while flustered.

The portal grew bigger and bigger, and soon became about the same size as the Dark Portal.

Huge black chariots with strange shapes drove out of it, and then... countless undead warriors.

The one in the lead had a human face, but his face was pale, revealing his identity as an undead.

If there is a player here at this time, he will definitely scream and report his identity - [Nathanos* Blightcaller]!
He was trained by Queen Xi as a Ranger Lord, and later became Queen Xi's warrior and bodyguard, as well as the hunter mentor of the Forsaken.

In Garrosh's imagination, the person sent by the mysterious man was probably an orc hero from another world.After all, it had been like this before, but he was wrong.

This time it wasn't the orcs who came, and even whether they were the Iron Horde was a big question mark.

The old orc Gorn hurriedly put on his clothes and came to the wall of Kargath Fortress. He saw the scene in front of him, which made his scalp tingle.

Just when he was in doubt and wanted to shout, Nathanos on the opposite side ordered his subordinates in the language of the undead: "This time, our identity is the Scourge. It's like a natural disaster!"

Nathanos raised his right hand, and suddenly he couldn't count the catapult-like objects, and immediately launched a sea urchin-like, terrifying projectile full of metal spikes, smashing hard on the brick-and-wood wall of Kargath Fortress .

"Boom!" With just one encounter, the city wall collapsed.

Under the cover of fierce long-range weapons, thousands of undead warriors rushed to the city like a tide.

The old orc fought back vigorously, but was outnumbered.

With only [-] soldiers, how could he be a Forsaken opponent like a wolf and a tiger?
The city was completely slaughtered in just 15 minutes.

An hour later, the Bronzebeard brothers who were camping in the Scorching Canyon were stunned to receive an attack report.

The dwarf messenger rushed over: "Report Your Majesty! Our east wing defense line is under attack!"

"East Wing?" Magni's big eyes were dazed. He brought his troops here to prepare for the war, but the direction was wrong. He hurriedly asked, "Isn't it the remnants of the orcs in the direction of Black Rock Mountain?"

"No! It's the undead, but we're not sure if they're the Scourge!"

"What about the troops? Let them defend and counterattack on the spot!"

"Uh, this, His Excellency Stratholme's Trident troops deployed on the flank of our army are exchanging fire with the enemy. Visually, the opponent has suffered heavy losses."

Magni: "..."

(End of this chapter)