Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 356 Conflict in front of the door

The cursed land is where the armies of the Alliance and the Horde finally gather. Maraad and Thrall will also pass through the Dark Portal as the former legion generals of the two parties.

"The monster Garrosh has returned to the Dark Portal. None of us know what is on the other side, but what is certain is that it is definitely not good."

Varian stood in front of the sand table in Watchfort and talked about the current situation with several leaders of the Alliance and Horde who came here.

"As the vanguard, this shaman and I will go there first. If this is when the old tribe has just opened the Dark Portal, then I may be able to unite with the Draenei of Draenor, and they will help the alliance. Providing intel on current Draenor."

Maraad held his amethyst war hammer on his shoulder and looked at the sand table with a serious expression.

"I will try my best to convince the orcs of the old tribe and let them know who is the culprit of all this."

Thrall was thinking about how to stop the chaos caused by Garrosh, and at the same time, he didn't really want to hurt the orcs over there.

"Oh, I advise you not to waste your efforts, Sal."

Varian snorted after hearing Thrall's words, raised his head and glanced at him.

Of all the orcs Varian has ever seen, only the one in front of him is a special case. He is the guy who least resembles an orc.

Thrall has not had any communication with Varian. The other party's prejudice against orcs cannot be changed by him in a few words, so it is useless to say more.

After all the troops were assembled, the advance troops of the Alliance and the Horde followed the two leaders and rushed into the Dark Portal.

Draenor, Tanaan Jungle, Garrosh took Malkorok to Altay City as soon as possible after returning, where he planned to let Malkorok and the Kor'kron Guards serve as his Witnesses to prove that Azeroth has been affected by the Burning Legion and the Old Gods.

A hostile army is about to attack Draenor!

At the clan meeting, as soon as Garrosh's words came out, all the orc chiefs present started gearing up. Only Dasa's originally happy expression suddenly turned gloomy.

His sense of the mysterious side is slowing down, and he can also realize that there must be something wrong with the Dark Portal now. When the door opens, it leads not to Azeroth in his own time, but to the Garru in front of him. What time period it is in.

"Garrosh! You'd better tell me the truth! What did you do after passing through the Dark Portal?!"

Dasa's sudden voice made the originally agitated clan meeting suddenly quiet.

"I brought back my people who were trapped on Azeroth. Does the Warchief think I did something wrong?!"

Garrosh looked at Daza. He was still very confident at the moment. In his opinion, with the assistance of the Kor'kron Legion and Malkorok, he could regain a foothold in the Iron Horde, and then in There is obviously no problem in challenging this foreign chief.

However, he somewhat underestimated Dasa's anger at opening the door to the wrong place.

With a bang, Daza jumped out from behind the desk, kicked Garrosh to the ground, stepped on his chest and stared at him angrily.

"What did you do to the Dark Portal?! Why did that space door open in the Azeroth timeline world when you came?! You bastard who was blinded by conquest!"

Daza furiously punched Garrosh in the face. Grommash, who was sitting below, wanted to pull him away when he saw this, but after hearing Daza's words, he was stunned.

He did not expect that Garrosh would be so bold and reckless that he would actually attack the Dark Portal.

"You are a foreigner! You are not worthy at all! Become the chief of the tribe!"

After receiving a few punches from Dasa, Garrosh stopped pretending and cursed Dasa loudly in front of the clan chiefs present.

"What? Are you still not convinced?! Let me tell you, none of the chiefs present objected. What qualifications do you, a guy who is not even a chief, have to make irresponsible remarks here?! Come on! Lock up this fool for me. ! We’ll deal with it later!”

Daza gave Garrosh another kick in the face, stomping him unconscious, and immediately ordered the guard outside the door to lock Garrosh up.

At this moment, Daza was already thinking about what to do next. Because of Garrosh's mess, his original plan to return to Azeroth to mobilize troops and prepare to liberate Argus was completely ruined and postponed.

He now has to face the power of another Azeroth world. He must figure out what kind of impact Garrosh has had on Azeroth in that world in order to better deal with the next step.

After getting rid of Garrosh, Daza did not forget the Kor'kron Legion who followed him back to Draenor. They must also be controlled.

"Warchief, what did Garrosh do wrong?"

Grommash asked after watching Garrosh being taken away by the guards.

"The invasion of the Burning Legion is imminent, and this guy is still spreading the flames of war! It cuts off our possibility of forming an alliance with foreign aid, and instead gives us a group of powerful enemies."

Daza looked at Grommash with a dark face.

"Since we are enemies, what do we have to fear? Any enemy will eventually be crushed by the Iron Horde!"

Grommash didn't think what Garrosh had done was worth making Dasa so angry. In his opinion, since he had become an enemy, what he had to do now was to crush the opponent's car!

Instead of worrying about gains and losses here.

"Grommash, the other party became our enemy because of Garrosh's recklessness and wantonness. Warchief, why don't you let me try and talk to those so-called enemies. "

Durotan understood what Daza said. It seemed to him that since there was a misunderstanding, he would just find a way to resolve the misunderstanding. He was willing to become the external ambassador of the Iron Horde to communicate with potential allies from Azeroth. discuss.

"Durotan, you are too weak! Since those guys from Azeroth want to be enemies with the Iron Horde, let him feel the power of the Iron Horde! No matter what mistakes Garrosh makes, They are all members of the Iron Tribe!"

Kargath loudly rebuked Durotan's proposal, which in his opinion was tantamount to surrender.

"If the other party wants to talk, then let them talk on their own, not us."

Kilrogg didn't think Garrosh had done anything wrong in this matter. He just felt that the reason Dasa was angry was because the Dark Portal opened to another place, not the place he was targeting.

However, if we want to investigate this matter, shouldn't we go to the group of blue-skinned hooves and the group of bird people who opened the door?

"Warchief, my suggestion is to immediately assemble troops in front of the Dark Portal. If the group of invaders destroys the Dark Portal, we may be in big trouble."

Black Hand also added aloud at this moment.

He could see how much Daza valued the Dark Portal.

At the entire clan meeting, there was no intention to relax about the Alliance Horde of Azeroth's upcoming invasion of Draenor. Durotan, the only one who planned to talk to the Alliance and Horde, was also among several other clan chiefs. This idea was abandoned under pressure. Out of the actual need to defend the Dark Portal, Dasa also decided to increase the number of troops at the Dark Portal. At the same time, he also had to inform Urna and Shattrath of the situation here.

As for the Arak Peaks, Dasa was not prepared to notify them. After all, this war, which was not known to expand, had nothing to do with the arakkoa people.

Daza also did not want the arakkoa to be involved. This change caused by Garrosh's desire for revenge was enough to give him a headache.

As the Iron Horde armies from all over the Tanaan Jungle gathered in front of the Dark Portal, Daza, who was still discussing a better solution to the incident with Velen in Shattrath City, received a message from the Dark Portal front line. Report, an unidentified force rushed out of the Dark Portal.

They ignored the warnings of the garrison and launched a wanton attack on the troops stationed in front of the Dark Portal. There have been casualties, and the frontline commanders have begun to fight back.

"Trouble, now, there may not even be a possibility of reconciliation."

After receiving the news, Dasa's head buzzed.

"What happened?"

Velen is still unaware of the military conflict currently taking place in front of the Dark Portal.

Daza didn't say anything, just threw the piece of information in his hand to Viren, then stood up and prepared to leave Viren's quiet room. He had already contacted Mi Lai and asked her to prepare the shuttle. He wanted to take the shuttle directly. He went directly to the scene of the conflict at the Dark Portal. Now he could only try to stop this conflict that might expand.

In the temple square of Shattrath City, a golden shuttle slowly descended from the sky, and Daza was wearing an armor full of orc-style, with a Zandalari giant he made in Draenor around his waist. The demon-style sword boarded the shuttle.

"I told you that those barbarians are not worth your efforts to help."

Dasa saw Atas as soon as he boarded the plane. He saw that he was wearing a porcelain-white armor with a golden rim and inlaid with emerald green and azure gems. The entire armor was in the style of Ancient Argus. The back of the armor There is a special decoration like a energy-gathering ring.

"Atas, don't say that. Most orcs can still be civilized."

Dasa didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.

"So, how are you going to resolve this violent conflict on the other side of the Dark Portal? Chief."

Atas did not think that Dasa could easily solve this crisis. Communicating with intelligent creatures and using the charm of language to solve problems had never been what Dasa was good at.

His chief only fights professionally.

"Do your best! Mi Lai! Let's go!"

Daza shouted in the direction of the cab. He was so impatient that he wished he could appear on the battlefield right now.

In front of the Dark Portal, Maraad and Thrall fought side by side. Facing the Iron Horde's elite defenders in battle formation, Azeroth's coalition forces paid a bloody price for every step forward.

Everything in Draenor surpasses the rituals of Maraad, the experienced defender. When did the old orc tribes have such elite equipment?

Shouldn't these guys who have drunk the devil's blood rush up one by one like crazy people without any brains?

What is going on with these orc soldiers who are hiding in well-built fortifications and using their rifles and rear artillery to attack? !

"Can you still hold on?"

Thrall waved his right hand, and a solid wall of rock rose from the ground to block him and Maraad.

"Of course, we must catch the executioner!"

Maraad has no good opinion of Garrosh. The alliance's advance troops followed him into Draenor and suffered heavy losses under the attacks of the defenders. Intelligence personnel also reported the situation here to the rear. All that can be done now is Expand the landing site as much as possible so that subsequent troops can enter Draenor safely.

"That guy Garrosh must be caught."

While Thrall was speaking, a steel star fell from the sky and hit him and Maraad right on top of their heads. If the paladin hadn't raised his holy shield in time to block the fatal blow, both of them would have been killed. .

"What's going on with those green-skinned orcs?"

"Remember Gul'dan and his group of lackeys? The fallen people who drank the blood of demons. Sure enough, the world over there has been controlled by the Burning Legion!"

The Iron Horde warriors in the trenches kept firing warnings with no effect. They also noticed the green skin of the Horde orcs who passed through the Dark Portal.

This naturally reminded them of Gul'dan's disgusting green skin at the Kashgar Festival that year, and the reason why he became like that was because he accepted the power of demons.

Look at those guys rushing over. These green guys are undoubtedly the fallen ones who have accepted the gifts of the demons!

The battlefield below became increasingly fierce. The coalition forces of the Alliance and the Horde finally broke into the trenches of the Iron Horde's garrison, and a fierce hand-to-hand battle began.

Maraad and Thrall finally found some fighting rhythm in hand-to-hand combat. Next, they only need to continue to lead their troops to attack deeper.

While they were charging deeper, the main force led by Sylvanas and Jaina also crossed the Dark Portal and entered Draenor.

"Is this Draenor? It does feel different from Azeroth."

Arthas carried a square-headed war hammer and rode a war horse out of the Dark Portal.

"This group of orcs is extraordinary."

Jaina observed the battlefield in the distance with a serious expression and felt something was wrong.

"There is an aircraft coming over. Is it something from the Draenei of your alliance?"

Sylvanas had good eyesight, and she had already seen the shuttle approaching quickly on the horizon in the distance.

As the shuttle arrived at the battlefield, a tall figure fell directly from the aircraft in the sky, and the location where he fell was the area where Maraad and Thrall were fighting the most intense battle.

"Stop everything! In front of this king!"

Dasa stood in the middle of the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, raising his hands and shouting loudly.

His appearance did make the originally fierce battlefield suddenly become calmer. After all, no one had ever seen such a battle.

But the first ones to react were Maraad and Thrall. They immediately recognized Dasa as an enemy and launched an attack on him.

(End of this chapter)