Stratholme God

   Chapter 663 Unexpected Enemy

   Thrall did not refute the words of the mysterious man on the opposite side.

  The hostility between the Alliance and the Horde is so easy to eliminate. It would be fine if the two sides were evenly matched, restraining each other and maintaining a fragile peace. Once the peace is long enough, the hatred has a chance to subside.

   Now the alliance is particularly strong, and the combat power of the two sides is almost disproportionate.

   This is the hardest part.

   Thrall could feel the other side's strong taste of provocation, as well as contempt and hatred for the alliance. He has a more subtle feeling that the other party seems to be unhappy with the tribe.

   That's weird, aren't you part of the tribe too?

   is just another parallel world...

  Saar pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Although I am very grateful for your support to our world tribe, I can't promise you for the time being."

   Having said that, Thrall bowed slightly, greeted politely, and turned off the communication.

   This would have come to an end.

  Who knows, not long after Thrall left, a tall and burly figure sneakily came to the front of the magic mirror. And the mirror that had turned black and silent suddenly opened on its own, reappearing the vague shadow.

   "Hehehe! Garrosh Hellscream, have you considered this?"

   That's right, the person who came was the radical in the tribe, the famous Brain Can Roar.

   "Of course! The weak Thrall is not qualified to lead the great orcs! We need your strength! Let me see the combat power of the [Iron Tribe]!"

"it is good--"

   "What anchor will I give you, you and your subordinates can appear directly in the hinterland of the alliance!"

   The man in the mirror seemed to smile, then nodded and cut off the communication.

   Garrosh clenched his fists: "Orcs are the greatest race! The four damned Alliance races, all should be exterminated!"

   Unlike most parallel worlds, Garrosh in this life participated in the siege of the former Kirin Tor Speaker Antonidas because of his participation in the Dark Portal battle.

   His status in the Warsong clan is far higher than in history.

   Not to mention, as a radical who advocates destroying the Alliance, he is very popular among young orcs, and is deeply loved and admired by young orcs. He had in fact attacked Thrall's position as Warchief.

  Poor, just a makgeolli!

   Now, because of the **** goblins, he and his people can't even take half a step out of Feralas.

   The task of teaching the alliance can only be handed over to the mysterious man from the [Iron Tribe].

   At this time, he did not realize what decision he had made...

   Almost the moment he agreed, the world line changed.

  A barren land thousands of miles away, this is a barren area in the middle of the Eastern Kingdom Continent and the Southern Continent.

  A long time ago, this was a lush valley with abundant natural resources. The magic of the demons scorched the earth and turned it into what it is today—a barren and barren land.

  The barren land is a deep valley with no grass, dry and hot to the bone. The scalding heat wave stirred the heat in the air and could not bring any coolness to the sultry earth. Only the toughest plants like cacti and bushes can survive in this harsh environment.

  It is different from Mai who is almost always slurred in the northern continent, this is the blind spot of the two major forces in the southern continent.

   From Stormwind Kingdom, you need to cross the Burning Steppes and Searing Gorges.

   And in the three battles of the Dark Gate, the bronze beard dwarves lost a lot, and they have no time to expand to this side. After all, they had to fortify the wetlands to suppress the Forsaken who were still entrenched in the Arathi Highlands on the other side of the strait.

   So, without the knowledge of most of the alliance bosses.

The    tribe set up a medium-sized camp [Kagas] in the northwest of the Badlands.

   The old orc Goun manages this outpost far from the Horde. Gorn and his warriors have been monitoring the Orc betrayer of the Eastern Continent, the remnants of the Blackrock clan.

   He is dedicated to destroying the remaining evil orcs on the continent and to promoting mutual trust between the Horde and the Alliance.

   On the other hand, he could not object to orders from the upper echelons of the tribe.

  Today, very suddenly, on the wasteland opposite the Kargath camp, a huge portal suddenly opened.

   "What's the matter?" While the orc sentry was a little flustered, he dutifully sounded the alarm.

The    portal got bigger and bigger, and soon became about the size of the Dark Portal.

   One after another, huge black chariots with strange shapes drove out from inside, and then there were... countless undead warriors.

   The one who took the lead had a human face, but he was pale, showing his identity as an undead.

  If there is a player at this time, they will definitely shout out his identity——【Nathanos *Blightcaller】!

   He was trained by Queen Shee as a Ranger Lord, and later became Queen Shee's warrior and bodyguard, as well as a hunter mentor to the Forsaken.

   In Garrosh's imagination, the mysterious man sent most of them were orc heroes from another world. After all, it had always been like this before, but he was wrong.

   This time it wasn't the orcs, and even whether it was the Iron Tribe or not, there was a big question mark.

  The old orc Gao En hurriedly went into battle and came to the city wall of Kargath Fortress. He saw the scene in front of him, which made his scalp tingle.

   Just when he was in shock and wanted to shout, Nathanos on the opposite side instructed his subordinates in the undead language: "This time, our identity is the Scourge Legion. It's like a natural disaster!"

Nathanos raised his right hand, and suddenly he could not count anything resembling a catapult. He immediately launched a terrifying projectile that looked like a sea urchin and was full of metal spikes, and slammed into the brick and wood wall of the Kargath Fortress. .

   "Boom!" In just one encounter, the city wall collapsed.

  Under the cover of fierce long-range weapons, thousands of undead warriors rushed to the city head like a tide.

  The old orc fought back hard, but was outnumbered.

   With only three hundred troops, where is the Forsaken opponent like a wolf like a tiger?

   was completely slaughtered in just fifteen minutes.

   An hour later, the Bronzebeard brothers who were camping in the Searing Gorge were shocked to receive an attack report.

The    dwarf messenger rushed over: "Report to Your Majesty! Our eastern defense line is under attack!"

   "East Wing?" Magni's big eyes were dazed. He brought troops here to prepare for war, but the direction was wrong. He quickly asked: "Isn't it the remnant of the orcs in the direction of Black Rock Mountain?"

   "No! The undead came, but we're not sure if they were the Scourge!"

   "Where's the troops? Let them defend and counterattack on the spot!"

   "Uh, this, the trident troops deployed by Lord Stratholme on the flank of our army are exchanging fire with the enemy. Visually, the enemy has suffered heavy losses."

  Magney: "..."

   (end of this chapter)