Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Orgrim and the remaining troops avoided Lothar's pursuit and interception, and successfully boarded the ship left there on the Island of Atonement.

In order to avoid the blockade of Admiral Daelin's fleet, they had to brave the wind and waves at sea, walk along the western coast of the Palatine Gulf, and take the eastern beach of Gilneas, making a counterclockwise circle.

Who knew that the Alliance navy would eventually discover the Horde's fleet. Orgrim knew that they were no match for the humans at sea, so he had to abandon ship. Finally, they landed in the northern part of the Khaz Modan Mountains and rushed to the base camp in the wetlands without stopping.

To make matters worse, when they returned to the wetland base camp, they received such bad news that the strong-minded chief almost fainted from shock.

"What did you say! Grim Batol was captured by humans!" The chief looked incredulous.

"According to the soldiers of the Dragonmaw Clan who escaped, it was the coalition of humans and dwarves that captured the fortress together!" Fenris, the wetland commander-in-chief appointed by Orgrim, said with certainty.

"Damn it! Those rubbish from the Dragonmaw Clan, where are their dragons!" Orgrim was furious. He originally wanted to rely on the red dragon riders of the Dragonmaw Clan to regain air superiority in the war, but he didn't expect that as soon as he returned to the south, his first reliance would be gone!

Fenris did not speak, fearing that he would be implicated, because he had not done anything outstanding in the wetlands. Apart from ensuring logistics, he was looking for opportunities to attack the defense line of the Sador Bridge. However, he was short of troops and made no progress.

However, even a strong man like Orgrim was beaten back by humans, so it was understandable that he could not break through this difficult-to-defend line of defense. At least he still controlled the wetlands and was slightly stronger than the Dragonmaw Clan, who had lost their base camp.

"Great Chief, if we can defeat them the first time, we can defeat them the second time as well. We have many excellent warriors in the Burning Plains and Elwynn Forest!" This was all Fenris could suggest.

Orgrim calmed down from his rage. He heard a hint of retreat in the tone of the brave and warlike Thunder King Chief, which made him very worried. When did the warriors under his command lose their indomitable spirit?

However, Orgrim did not think much about it. Humans have already begun to formulate a plan to counterattack the south. The port in the northwest of the wetland where he is located cannot be defended. He has seen the roar of artillery fire from human warships with his own eyes. It only takes a few rounds of cavalry archery to destroy the port's defenses.

"Assemble the troops! Let's leave the wetlands and join the Bleeding Hollow Clan!" Orgrim said this decision with difficulty!

"Abandon the wetlands? We have been operating this port for two years, and the wetlands are full of our camps!" Red Blackhand of the Black Tooth Clan said dissatisfiedly.

"We don't have enough troops, the strategic location of the wetlands is too bad, the bridge in the north is not under our control, the Alliance navy in the northwest bay is extremely powerful, and the Grim Batol fortress in the east has also been lost! The gnomes and dwarves in the south are still resisting us underground. So, Red, do you think I should still defend the wetlands?"

With every word Orgrim spoke, the former chieftain's son's expression changed! The wetlands were attacked from three sides.

"I also want to lead the orc warriors to fight, but mindless fighting will only lead to death!" Orgrim roared. He must curb the momentum of those who questioned himself. The orcs still had hope of victory, and he could not let this group of people with different ideas destroy the unity of the orcs.

"If you feel it is necessary to stay, then for the glory of the orcs, you stay here to harass the human army and attack the enemy from the rear!" Orgrim stared at Rend, his nephew, and said in an unquestionable tone. "And I will lead the large army to the south to join Kilrogg."

"If you can't hold on, retreat to the south and find us."

This was the best plan Orgrim could think of at the moment. Kilrogg, the old chieftain of the Bleeding Hollow Clan, was a reliable warrior. He left the Bleeding Hollow Clan in the Dun Morogh Mountains. In addition to blocking the dwarves inside Ironforge, he also provided them with weapons for mining.

The logistical supplies are still there. As long as they can return to the south and build a new fortress near Blackrock Spire to confront the Alliance, Orgrim will still be able to fight. It just won't be that easy.

"I am willing to stay with the Black Tooth Tribe!" Rend finally decided not to follow Orgrim Nancherla. The son of Blackhand also had his own little thoughts and ambitions. In addition, Orgrim killed his father, and he had always held a grudge against Orgrim. He decided to take this opportunity to break away from Doomhammer's control.

"As you wish! All the warships here are left to you. If you can't hold on, then go out to sea to avoid the Alliance and land at Stormwind Dock in the south. I will be waiting for you at Blackrock Spire! As long as you do well enough, I will return the Blackrock Clan to you!"

Orgrim felt that he had hidden his purpose very well, that is, he had kept the destabilizing factors away from his main force, and also left manpower to block the Alliance's advance, and finally left a good reputation, which was simply killing three birds with one stone.

Finally, Orgrim mobilized again. The morale of the orcs was somewhat low, and he wanted to make them strong again.

"I understand that we have suffered failures and setbacks. Our number of warriors has also been drastically reduced. Gul'dan's betrayal has cost us a heavy price. The human capital was almost ours, but we still cannot give up. We are orcs, a powerful tribe. We will make this world tremble once again and crawl at our feet."

While Orgrim was boosting morale in the Wetlands, the traitor Gul'dan he mentioned had already been sailing on the sea for more than a month. They lacked skilled sailors and did not know how to locate themselves at sea, so the journey was very difficult.

Fortunately, Gul'dan had a vague sense of the Tomb of Sargeras. Although his course was blown off course by wind and waves several times, he was able to correct the direction of sailing in time.

Gul'dan's betrayal was a turning point in the war between the Alliance and the Horde. It was not only a slap in the face of Orgrim, but also caused the Horde to lose the support of its spellcasting troops and use the lives of orc soldiers to attack the city. It also sowed the seeds of the orcs' defeat and made Orgrim give up the victory that was within his grasp and be chased by the Alliance like a rat.

What Gul'dan didn't know was that, far behind his fleet, there was a fleet operating tall warships with red sails hanging from their masts.