Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"While investigating the main force of the orcs, you can also look for rune stone fragments in their camp!"

This is exactly what Garin wanted. Seeing that the attack of the high elves was thwarted, Orgrim will definitely not waste time here. His own dark minister, Grayjop, has already sent the latest news from Alterac, and they have been secretly contacting the tribe. With Orgrim's wisdom, he will know how to make the decision.

As soon as Orgrim left, Garen was determined to take the Storm Altar. The army he had was more than capable of defending but less capable of attacking against Orgrim's main force, but facing a deceptive restraining force, Garen still dared to confront it head-on.

"Runestone fragment?"

For the Windrunner family, they have been practicing archery, close combat, and forest guerrilla warfare for generations. As for arcane magic, they only learned some spells that amplify arrows. They are not interested in profound spell knowledge, so Sylvanas was puzzled by Garen's search for rune stone fragments.

"Remember those two-headed ogre mages?" Garin explained, "They were originally ordinary ogres, at most hard laborers and slaves with a little more strength. But with the warlock Gul'dan, he was able to transform ogres into two-headed ogre mages through some secret techniques of the Ogre Empire in their world. I have also recruited some ogres, and I want to refer to this secret technique!"

Garen did not hide anything from Sylvanas, nor was there any need to hide anything. As the saying goes, more sincerity and less tricks.

"Then you must be careful of them, lest they betray you when they become stronger!" Sylvanas was a little worried. After all, the ogres did not belong to Azeroth. They were invaders together with the orcs.

"Don't worry, Shiva. They can't cause any trouble with me here!" There are only a few hundred ogres, and they dared to resist. With a million people and an army of more than 300,000 under my command, I can crush them in minutes and turn them into experience!

Seeing that Garen was full of confidence, Sylvanas said nothing more, turned around and left to arrange elite scouts to investigate the movements of the orcs!

"Gul'dan! Why are your men not moving!" In the territory of the Darkpine Trolls, Orgrim was mobilizing the entire army, but Gul'dan was watching on the side without any movement. None of his men from the Raven Clan showed up. Instead, Talon Gorefiend had already made preparations with the remaining Death Knights, waiting for the order to set off.

"Great Chief, I want to stay here with my clan for a while. The transformation of Storm Altar is not yet complete. You have already seen the strength of the two-headed ogres. They are very useful to the tribe!" Gul'dan stated his request.

Orgrim was instinctively alert, and he treated every request of Gul'dan as a conspiracy. He still did not trust this evil warlock, but he had to admit that those two-headed ogre mages who wielded big wooden clubs and could fight with fire did play a huge role in the battle. If it were not for the damn magic barrier of the high elves, those slender and weak humanoid creatures would have been vulnerable!

"You only have half a month!" Orgrim stared at Gul'dan closely. "You must catch up with us in half a month. I need to concentrate all my forces to quickly capture Lordaeron!"

"No problem, Warchief, I won't delay too long! There aren't many ogres that need to be converted." The flattering smile on Gul'dan's face did not impress Orgrim, and at the same time made him feel disgusted.

"Do you have any way to break or consume those magic barriers?" Orgrim had a poor sense of the turtle shell-like magic barrier. The cold wind elves refused to come out, and he was afraid of being attacked from both sides if he went around to attack Silvermoon City. It made him sick!

"I've tried. This source of magic called the Sunwell is very powerful. They are spread all over this land, providing sufficient energy for the magic barrier." Such a powerful force was in front of him, but it was not compatible with him. Gul'dan was helpless as he returned empty-handed after entering a treasure mountain.

"I have no way. This energy is completely different from elemental power and evil energy. I can't touch him."

As long as Orgrim doesn't give up and the high elves are not destroyed, they will be a powerful ally of humans. Although their melee combat is very weak, if humans stand in front of them and provide them with a good output environment, then the devastating spells will cause huge casualties to the soldiers of the tribe.

"Can you use that Storm Altar to break this magical barrier?" Orgrim then put forward his idea.

"This is one of the reasons why I need to stay for a while." Gul'dan smiled, somewhat proudly. "The energy of the rune stone also comes from the Sunwell. If I use this connection to transfer my magic power to the Sunwell, I may be able to destroy it or seize its energy!"

This sentence actually made Orgrim more alert. He didn't want to let such a powerful force fall into Gul'dan's hands. However, this was just an attempt on his part, and it was not certain whether it would succeed.

"Do your best, but remember, it's half a month!" He reminded Gul'dan again. He didn't want the old man to play tricks. "The high elves are only a secondary target. Zul'jin said that they have only a few hundred thousand people for thousands of years. They are not the primary enemy of the tribe, and the trolls are enough to contain them."

It was rare for Orgrim to say so much to Gul'dan, because he was confident that as long as he was strong enough, he would not be afraid of Gul'dan turning the tables and regaining power in the Horde.

However, he miscalculated. The position of the Chieftain of the Horde was not Gul'dan's goal. He was already preparing to flee to the Tomb of Sargeras to seize more powerful power. For a person with a treacherous heart, he should either be killed directly or kept by his side and kept a close eye on until his usefulness was exhausted.

It was obvious that Orgrim had not thought of this.

At this time, Zuluhed, one of Orgrim's lieutenants, came over.

"Captain, those dragons became restless for some unknown reason. My warriors and I took great pains to suppress them!"

Zuluhed was confused and had no idea that the reason for the red dragon's restlessness was a magical letter written in dragon language, which burned itself after being read by the red dragon queen's ancient spouse, Talanistrasz.

Orgrim nodded to show that he understood. He asked Gul'dan to leave first, and then said to Zuluhed, "You stay here and keep an eye on Gul'dan. If he can't break the barrier, then forget it. Bring your dragon and Gul'dan's men to join us!"

"Remember, make sure Gul'dan is within your sight!" Orgrim emphasized again!

"Make sure to complete the mission! Chief!"

The old shaman is full of confidence!