Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Crusader fortress, underground fortress.

More than eight thousand body bags were neatly placed in the hall. Not only did they contain the fallen warriors of the Blackrock Clan and the Warsong Clan, but also a small number of members of the Kor'kron Elite Guard.

Aragorn, the Paladin guarding the Eastern Continent, has arrived at the underground fortress, followed by a group of orcs and translucent orc spirits.

After a burst of holy light, Aragorn, who was at the peak of his legend, resurrected all the dead orcs at once.

As the holy light healed their fatal injuries, their souls were pulled back into their original bodies, and the body bags were torn open from the inside one by one.

"What's going on... Have I reached the underworld?" Orgrim sat up straight and stretched out his hands to touch his chest, which had just been pierced through by the Frostwolf War Axe not long ago.

He turned around and looked around, and found familiar faces everywhere, the original Blackrock Clan warriors, and Grom's people!

"You are here too! With you here, there is nothing to be afraid of in the underworld. Warriors of the tribe, let us continue the battle!"

Set a small goal, and spend a whole night in the underworld!

Orgrim was in high spirits, as if he was determined to die as a hero.

"Oh! Oh! Long live the Great Chief!"

The orcs are very open-minded. Death is just a big deal. They just need to continue following the chief!

"Cough cough!"

A heavy cough echoed throughout the entire hall of the underground palace, and only then did Orgrim and the others notice the group of people standing in the center.

A burly human, with Garrosh and the Honored Orcs leading him behind him. In addition to the Honored Orcs, there are also many translucent orcs.

"Du! Long! Tan!"

When Orgrim saw the first translucent orc clearly, he was suddenly startled.

Suddenly I remembered what Gui'er had been saying: "My father asked me to take you to see him!"

Orgrim had always thought that this was Go'el's intention to kill him, but he didn't expect that this sentence was literal.

"Durotan, what's going on? Why are there humans and Garrosh here? Are you also a Crusader?"

A wise man like Orgrim immediately guessed the reason.

"So you chose humans. No wonder you are unwilling to give me enlightenment even though you have become an ancestor spirit!"

"What's so good about humans that they let you betray your own race? I almost succeeded. I almost defeated the Alliance, almost enslaved humans, and rebuilt the orcs' homeland on this land!"

Durotan looked at his hysterical old friend and sighed, "Orgrim, you underestimated Prince Galen and the Crusaders!"

"Let alone anything else, do you think the Crusaders are just the private army of a duke of the Kingdom of Stromgarde?"

"In Kalimdor, there are millions of Tauren who are his allies. Even if you conquer Lordaeron, Prince Galen can ask for help from the Tauren!"

"That's a warrior who's no less brave than the orcs!"

"After my death, I saw everything that happened in the tribe. I also know that you wanted to guide the tribe members onto the right path, but the orcs lost and the tribe is gone."

"The Crusaders are stronger than you think. If you don't believe me, look behind me!"

Durotan moved sideways, making way.

The Blackrock Clan's Swordmaster Samuro, Broxigar Saurfang, the Dragonmaw Clan's Chieftain Zuluhed, the Shattered Hand Clan's Chieftain Kargath, the Bleeding Hollow Clan's Chieftain Kilrogg...

They are also in the state of heroic spirits.

There are also a group of people with flesh: Varok Saurfang, Dahl TripleBlade...

Orgrim was stunned!

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Lordaeron.

The small town of Steinblad, Arthas had just left the town that he had protected, of course, he did not completely save the town.

At least until now, Lordaeron has not been able to find the whereabouts of the townspeople who were captured by the orcs.

Arthas did not enter the village to rest, but quietly bypassed the town and headed for Andorhal.

He was afraid to see little Timmy. He was afraid that little Timmy would ask him about the whereabouts of the townspeople.

He could only take a detour in shame.

Two months ago, Arthas forcefully attacked the orcs' camp and drove them into Silverpine Forest. However, the forest was too large, and the Lordaeron army could only barely hold the passages to the east and north of the forest, and then advance step by step, trying to shrink the orcs' range of activities.

As a result, Orgrim discovered the intention of the Lordaeron army in advance, broke up the army into small pieces, narrowed the target and left the encirclement of Arthas.

All I can say is that Arthas was too inexperienced and was no match for the strategic master Orgrim, and in the end he didn't find anything.

However, Orgrim was not the final winner. More than a dozen orc clan teams were locked, teleported, and surrounded by Garen one by one. Go'el appealed to their emotions and reason, and Garrosh threatened and persuaded them with force.

After taking these two approaches, these more than 100,000 orcs disappeared in the vast snow-capped mountains of the Alterac Mountains.

Uther, who was already in a bad mood because of Tirion's affairs and was even more furious about the orc prison break, returned to Hillsbrad from Stratholme, only to find that all the orcs were gone!

Arthas could not tell where they were, so Uther criticized him. He originally planned to send the prince back to the royal city of Lordaeron, but the king sent the latest order: there were frequent outbreaks of plague and undead in Siwel of Lordaeron, so Crown Prince Arthas immediately went to investigate.

Because of this order, the prince was not driven back to the royal city, but instead led an army to Andorhal.

Without Medivh as the disguised prophet, Lordaeron and Dalaran did not receive any warnings about the plague. In addition, the Church of the Holy Light in Lordaeron was powerful, and Arthas was accompanied by some Knights of the Silver Hand, so Uther did not go with them.

Uther believed that the paladins and priests could easily solve the problem of the plague, and that the threat of orcs that could subvert the Alliance was the top priority.

He must investigate the whereabouts of the orcs. Although most of these more than 100,000 orcs are the elderly, the weak, women and children, and there are less than 20,000 combat soldiers, if left alone they will continue to disrupt production in the Hillsbrad area. Before finding them, Uther dare not act rashly.

However, neither Uther nor Terenas knew that Arthas, as the Crown Prince of Lordaeron, had made a request to Dalaran, hoping that they could send a mage to assist him, and his words implicitly hinted at Dalaran's youngest legendary mage, Jaina Proudmoore.

The last time they met, they ended in a bad mood. After calming down, he felt that Jaina was right. They were both still young, and Arthas felt that he was a little too hasty.

Arthas is ready to apologize for his last irrationality and pursue Jaina again!