Chapter 228 Alliance Formation
Orgrim frowned after hearing the reports from the Thunder King clan chief Fenris and the Blood Ring clan chief Kilrogg. He didn't expect the capitals of these two races to be so difficult to fight.
"Forget it, we don't have time to spend here, Kilrogg, you stay with the Bleeding Hollow clan to continue to suppress the two clans, to ensure the supply of ore and the production of weapons and armor in Dun Morogh, we will continue to attack northward gone."
"Your will, Warchief!"
Immediately Orgrim turned his head to a skinny green-skinned orc with a disgusted expression and said, "Gul'dan, although I spared your life because of your begging for mercy, I hope you can truly serve the Horde." Make a contribution, otherwise you should know the consequences!"
Gul'dan, who was holding a cane, bowed his head deeply. From an angle that Orgrim couldn't see, a trace of humiliation and killing intent flashed in his scarlet eyes, but he still replied respectfully, "As you wish , Great Chief, I have brought you some new combat power."
Orgrim snorted heavily, "New combat power? You should remember your promise to me, right? Don't use your disgusting fel power!"
"Of course, these soldiers are not made by evil energy, please follow me."
Gul'dan humbly showed Orgrim the way, and after the great chief walked out of the tent following his guidance, his expression darkened instantly.
Although he obtained the location of Sargeras' Tomb through a direct spiritual connection with Medivh, Medivh's death also caused him a major trauma.
After waking up, he found that his original demigod-level strength with the help of instant fel magic had fallen back to epic, and his puppet chief, Black Hand, had been killed by Orgrim, and the Shadow Council had been wiped out.
Although he is very angry with the current situation, Gul'dan, who has no henchmen, can only bear the humiliation temporarily in order to obtain the powerful power in the Tomb of Sargeras, and first obey Orgrim's orders. Once he regains his power...
Orgrim, Fenris, Varok, and others who walked out of the tent looked at the lifeless human knights and their horses that were still dropping pieces of meat, and instinctively showed disgust.
"Gul'dan, is this the new combat power you mentioned? Why do I only smell the rotting corpses from them?"
Gul'dan bowed respectfully and replied, "Great Chief, these death knights are formed by injecting the souls of orcs who died in battle into human corpses. I believe they will be of great help to our actions in the future."
The disgust on Orgrim's face was almost beyond words, but he really didn't feel the smell of evil energy from these death knights. Considering the human knights who come and go like the wind, the orcs who lack mobility really need their own knights to contend.
"Hmph! Then let me see how useful you death knights can be! Don't try to make small moves!"
After speaking, Orgrim no longer wanted to stay here and look at these disgusting death knights, and led the chiefs of several major tribes to prepare to go north.
Of course he didn't fully trust Gul'dan in his heart. Although this slippery old warlock temporarily surrendered to him due to the situation, Orgrim knew that he would not just be obedient all the time.
The violent clan that Gul'dan asked to form last time is a clear proof. This guy wanted to have his own power, and Orgrim agreed to him on the surface, but secretly planted his cronies in these violent clans. Monitor Gul'dan at all times, and report all his misconduct to himself.
Out of a strong sense of disgust, Orgrim didn't even ask Gul'dan where the orc souls came from, which was basically what Gul'dan expected.
The souls of these death knights are actually his hard-core confidantes—the souls of the warlocks who were slaughtered in the Shadow Council before, and the leader was his former right-hand man Tarongore. Now he has become a death knight and changed his name to Taron Gorefiend.
However, what Gul'dan didn't expect was that Talon Gorefiend, who had changed from the living to the undead, had also undergone a huge change in his heart. Now he no longer blindly obeyed Gul'dan's orders, and the instinctive hatred for the living in his heart Make him unwilling to believe anyone except his own death knight subordinates.
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Charlemagne, who had been paying attention to the route of the orcs' advance, was relieved to learn from Ironforge that the tribe still did not capture the capitals of the two tribes as in history.
Now there is information from Lordaeron that the Seven Kingdoms of Humanity are still wrangling for the formation of the alliance. King Genn Greymane of the Kingdom of Gilneas and King Aiden Perenolde of the Kingdom of Alterac both Opposed to the creation of the alliance.
Both countries are afraid that after the establishment of the alliance, their countries will lose their right to self-government. The kings of the Seven Kingdoms are arguing endlessly during this important meeting, and it seems that there will be no result in a short time.
On the Quel'Thalas side, Zu'jin still didn't make any movement. Charlemagne had a guess about this guy's actions. Combined with the development in history, maybe Zu'jin secretly ran to contact Orgrim's orc tribe. .
If this is the case, it means that the future invasion of Quel'Thalas by the orc-troll coalition forces is almost inevitable. For this reason, Charlemagne must also make the tribesmen prepare in advance.
Fortunately, with the cement fired by the dwarves, at least the high elves don't have to work as hard as before in the construction of fortifications. Now, under Charlemagne's suggestion, the border connecting East Lordaeron has been rebuilt with reinforced concrete. A whole new door opened.
A city wall has also begun to be built near the Temple of the Sun. On the one hand, it is to guard against trolls, and on the other hand, it is also to prepare for the future war with the orcs.
The solemn atmosphere emanating from the upper echelons of Quel'Thalas has gradually begun to affect the people of Silvermoon City and even the entire Eversong Forest. Although it is not clear what happened for the time being, the uneasy atmosphere has gradually spread to his own In the territory.
"Lord Earl, the people in the territory recently wanted to know what happened. The residents in the entire Yuanxing Village seemed a little anxious. It should be the ranger's attitude that affected them."
Charlemagne frowned after hearing Lisson's report. In the previous wars with the trolls, the high elves and the people of the night were not so vigilant. Presumably, it should have something to do with the recent decrease in caravans.
"Don't tell them the truth about the orc invasion for the time being, but let the people get ready, the war should be imminent."
"yes!"
Two months later, according to the information sent back by the Quel'Thalas ambassador to Lordaeron, the Council of the Seven Nations finally learned from the dwarves and gnome refugees that the orcs continued to go north.
Under the persuasion of Alonsus and the grown-up Turalyon and the little prince Varian, the Seven Kingdoms finally decided to form an alliance. Since Lothar was born in the Kingdom of Stormwind and had no political connection with the northern countries, The regent of the Stormwind Kingdom was chosen as the military commander of the alliance to lead all the troops against the orcs.
"Is it finally coming, the real Second Orc War."
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(end of this chapter)