Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Knowing that his whereabouts had been discovered, Orgrim immediately ordered to start a hasty march, and must break through the temporary defense line of the high elves before the main force of Taquilin arrived.

Andrea has always believed in the truth that wars are fought with intelligence and logistics.

The lone army's deep-rooted tribe's logistical supplies were almost entirely dependent on the enemy's food. Because the orcs came too fast, they did rob a lot of supplies from the villages in Quel'Thalas that were not short of food.

But intelligence is undoubtedly the biggest shortcoming of the tribe.

Azeroth is a completely unfamiliar world to orcs, and Orgrim's understanding of Quel'Thalas is limited to Zul'jin's... description.

Out of caution, Orgrim did not accept all of Zul'jin's words, but discounted the authenticity of his words in his heart.

But trolls are the only allies that the Horde can find in Azeroth, except for the goblins who only recognize money. Even if the two sides have mutual embarrassment, they can only choose to continue to trust them now.

However, once encountering a situation that even Zul'jin didn't understand, Orgrim was completely blinded.

Just like now, the tribe doesn't know about Azeroth and the night elves, a race with a different schedule than ordinary people. They think it's a good idea to march at night, but in fact, every move of the tribe is exposed to the sight of the night elves .

Orgrim thought that the high elves would not be able to deploy too many fortifications in a hurry. In order to lure Orgrim to continue marching, Zul'jin repeatedly emphasized to him the sparse population of high elves.

The chief is very confident in the fighting power that the tribe can display in the field. A mere few thousand high elves will definitely not be able to stop the impact of the tribe's hundreds of thousands of troops.

However, when Orgrim, Zul'jin and others led the tribal coalition forces out of the forest and came to the banks of the Arendar River, what awaited them was an elite army with a well-organized lineup and awe-inspiring military appearance that had already laid out the defense line.

Zul'jin looked in horror at his fellow elves, who were stronger and more complexioned than the high elves.

Night elves! How is that possible!!

Even though they only lived in the Eastern Continent all the year round, the trolls were a race whose ancestors were richer, and they would never forget the night elves who robbed them of the supremacy of Azeroth more than 10,000 years ago.

Seeing Zul'jin's expression of both horror and fear, Orgrim's heart sank.

Chief Zul'jin, what kind of race is the night elf? Very strong?

Zul'jin was originally full of the idea of ​​revenge against the high elves and restoring the glory of the Amani Empire, but he disappeared without a trace the moment he saw the night elf army.

He said bitterly, Great Chief, let's withdraw our troops.

The night elves are the well-deserved overlords of Azeroth. They have ruled this world for more than ten thousand years. Even the powerful suzerain of the Amani, the Zandalari Empire, dare not fight them head-on. It is impossible for us... Arrived in Silvermoon City.

Waking up from his feverish state, Zulkin quickly connected the abnormalities he had discovered before.

Due to population and fertility issues, the night elves are also a country that likes to use arcane puppets instead of soldiers to charge. Those strange structures that have never been seen before should come from their hands.

The same goes for larger arrows.

'Night elves... Could it be! '

Gul'dan was startled when he pondered in his mind, he vaguely remembered that he had heard this name from Kil'jaeden.

Remember, if the orcs encounter night elves when they invade Azeroth, it's best to be prepared to burn the boat. Don't expect the Legion to rescue you in time.

Kil'jaeden's meaningful expression at that time still remains in Gul'dan's mind. Because of their unique racial characteristics, the night elves are undoubtedly one of the minority groups standing at the top of all mortal races.

If the orcs pissed off the night elves...Gul'dan, you'd better be lucky.

Kil'jaeden did not disclose to Gul'dan the information that the Burning Legion had been defeated by the night elf coalition out of the idea of ​​keeping his family ugliness to himself, but the information he disclosed was enough to startle Gul'dan.

The whole race lives forever, backed by the Well of Eternity, they are born with arcane talent far superior to other races, and their overall physical fitness can even be compared with demonized orcs.

Not to mention that the night elves possessed far more discipline and technological level than the orc army. As a local host, their population was far greater than that of the exile draenei. Such a race seemed like cheating to mortals.

Orgrim was the only one among the three who didn't know much about night elves. When Gul'dan and Zul'jin both wanted to quit, the chief was not convinced.

Don't panic! The tribe will never retreat without a fight, no matter how powerful the enemy is!

Orgrim held up the Hammer of Doom and shouted, Warriors of the Horde! Charge! Let the so-called Overlord of Azeroth see our strength, lok'tar!

lok'tar ogar!

Most of the red-eyed and green-skinned people are typical with well-developed limbs and simple minds. Under Orgrim's passionate orders and personally led the charge, they followed the warchief to attack the strict night elves with strange screams.

Shandris sneered, Overreaching.

On top of the arcane puppet, rangers and mages are ready for long-range attacks!

Leniela, the battle druids are under your command.

Hey~ Reinera said eagerly, No problem.

Prepare for the roots to entangle, and cast the joint spell hurricane!

The wall of Nordrassil moved slowly to the front to tie down the shields, leaving only a small gap for the orcs to pass through, and Shandris had done this on purpose.

This can also be regarded as a variant application of the Wei San Jue Yi Art of War. Using these small gaps to let some hot-headed tribes come over is more convenient to kill chickens and monkeys.

Boom!

Before the vanguard of the orcs rushed to the front of the structure, thunder and lightning fell from the sky first, and the strong wind blew the orcs' charge formation into pieces.

The orcs, who charged all eleven ways, quickly fell behind, and the raptor dragoons of the forest trolls rushed through the gap between the structures.

But at this moment, the thorny vines growing from the ground entangled the velociraptor's thick hind legs, and the unstoppable impact force suddenly threw the knights on their backs.

ah!!

The troll who landed couldn't survive a second, and was cut off by the magic swordsman behind the arcane puppet.

Raise the bow! Prepare for the magic bombardment!

Shandris ordered calmly, Let go!

Boom!

Assuming that the magic cannon on Luna's shoulders started to fire, a large number of tribal coalition forces in the charge were blasted into the sky by the powerful shelling, and at the same time, the clear singing sound came to Orgrim's ears.

The cunning Gul'dan did not follow Orgrim to charge, he and the equally cunning Zul'jin looked at each other, and the two turned their heads and slipped back at the same time.

What do you want to do!

Maim of the Blacktooth clan is the son of the former chieftain of Blackhand, and he was ordered by Orgrim to keep Gul'dan close.

The Great Chief is still fighting on the front line, you... uh!

Maim was lifted from the ground by Gul'dan's hands of fel energy. The old warlock said with a sly smile, Orgrim is doomed. Since you want to be buried with him, you should go first!

Ah ah ah ah ah!!

Meme's face was corroded by the evil energy that Gul'dan suppressed for a long time, and the vitality in his body was also emptied by Gul'dan, turning him into a horrible mummy.

snort!

Throwing away the corpse in his hand, Gul'dan sneered wantonly, Chogall, come with me, our mission can finally get to the point.

Hearing no response behind him, Gul'dan turned his head in confusion, Cho'gall?

The warlocks of the Raiding clan looked at me and I looked at you, and finally shook their heads to express that they did not know Cho'gall's whereabouts.

Tsk! Treacherous ogre.

Gul'dan struck his staff heavily, Don't worry about him, let's go! Go back to the secret shipyard on the west bank of the wetland immediately!