Crossing Azeroth, starting with the Heroes of Might and Magic system

Under the cover of the dark and deep night like ink, the orc chieftain Orgrim Doomhammer and the troll chieftain Zul'jin stood side by side quietly at the edge of a very secret camp.

The darkness around them was as thick as paste, and it seemed to swallow up everything in the world, but the gazes of these two powerful leaders were extremely sharp, as if they could penetrate the dense forests and look straight to the distant Quel'Thalas that was shining with mysterious and dazzling magical light.

Around them, warriors from two different tribes stood silently.

They gripped their weapons tightly, their muscles tensed, their eyes fixed on their leader, and they waited quietly for the decision that would change the situation of the battle.

At this moment, the air was filled with an extremely tense, almost suffocating atmosphere, mixed with traces of anticipation and excitement for the upcoming battle.

Orgrim, the battle-hardened and renowned warrior of the Orcish tribe, his broad and resolute face looked even more stern in the moonlight.

His eyes, like burning fire, flashed with an extreme desire for victory and an undisguised firm determination.

He raised his head slightly, slowly opened his lips, and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Zul'jin, look at our common enemy before us - those self-important high elves! Back then, they dared to assist the hateful humans to fight against our brave and fearless orc warriors."

"Now, they hide in that shining city, thinking that they can rest easy and avoid any harm with their so-called powerful magic."

"But I tell you, there is nothing in this world that is absolutely invincible! As long as we unite as one and move forward courageously, we will be able to shatter their illusions and make them pay a heavy price for their arrogance!"

Zul'jin, leader of the Amani trolls, has a face scarred by battle and eyes burning with vengeance.

He nodded, a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, a memory of past failures and anticipation for the upcoming battle. "Orgrim, you are right. The high elves once brought endless pain to us trolls. Their arrogance and power cost us a heavy price. But today, we are no longer alone. With you and your orc warriors standing by my side, I believe that the walls of Quel'Thalas will eventually collapse."

Orgrim nodded in agreement. He continued, "Our warriors are ready, eager to fight and to prove their worth. But we must proceed with caution. We need to develop a careful plan to ensure that we can maintain our combat effectiveness under the elves' magical attacks."

Zul'jin frowned slightly and fell into a brief contemplation. The air around him seemed to be frozen, with only the occasional crackling sound of the campfire.

After a long while, Zul'jin's deep eyes suddenly lit up. He raised his head and put forward his idea in a loud voice: "Listen, warriors! I have thought of a brilliant strategy. We can fully utilize the advantages of the brave and fearless warriors and mysterious and powerful warlocks in our tribe to create a chaotic situation for the enemy, thereby successfully distracting the elves' attention. In this way, we can create a great opportunity for our next surprise attack!"

Orgrim listened quietly to Zul'jin's words, and a hint of imperceptible admiration gradually flashed in his eagle-like eyes.

After Zul'jin finished speaking, Orgrim walked forward without hesitation, patted Zul'jin's broad and strong shoulders vigorously, and said loudly: "Zul'jin, I have to say that your plan is both bold and full of wisdom! We orcs have always advocated courage and wisdom, and you happen to have both, which is really admirable. In this case, let us work together and move forward hand in hand! The goal is Quel'Thalas! Let those pretentious high elves see how powerful our tribe really is!"

Along with Orgrim's impassioned words, a low but extremely determined war roar suddenly erupted in the entire camp.

The sound was like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky, as if it was going to tear the dark night sky apart completely. The orc and troll warriors all looked solemn, holding their weapons tightly, and exuding a strong murderous aura.

As the hazy night and the dazzling magic light interweave, a tragic battle that will decide the fate of countless people is ready to begin, waiting for the final moment of the decisive battle...

The coalition forces attacking Quel'Thalas were extremely powerful, with their main force mainly composed of ferocious and brutal orcs and insidious and cunning Amani trolls.

Let's look at the orcs first. The chieftains, led by Orgrim, personally led this army. These chieftains were ambitious and full of endless desire to conquer new lands. They wanted to expand the sphere of influence of the tribe and make the whole world submit to them.

Look at the Amani trolls. They have been defeated by the high elves for a long time, and they have accumulated deep resentment and anger in their hearts.

Now, they finally waited for this perfect opportunity for revenge, and naturally they would not let it go easily. Moreover, with the strong support of the Zandalari tribe, the Amani trolls were even more powerful and joined the coalition with full confidence.

This coalition came with great momentum, and its ultimate goal was very clear - to completely destroy Quel'Thalas, kill all the high elves, and ruthlessly seize their huge wealth and vast land.

However, how easy is it to conquer Quel'Thalas? After the War of the Ancients, the high elves deeply realized that their powerful magical power would most likely attract the attention and covetousness of the Burning Legion.

In order to effectively protect themselves from the wanton invasion of the Burning Legion, they racked their brains and put in a lot of effort to carefully set up an indestructible and powerful magical barrier in the surrounding area of ​​​​Quel'Thalas.

This magic barrier is not an ordinary defensive facility, it has dual magical effects.

On the one hand, it can cleverly conceal the energy fluctuations generated when the high elves use magic, making it difficult for the outside world to detect; on the other hand, when the enemy tries to cast a magic attack, this barrier can greatly weaken the opponent's magical power, greatly reducing its power.

It is precisely because of this solid and reliable defense that Quel'Thalas is like an impregnable fortress, making the invading enemies daunting.