Chapter 181: WOW: 181 The tribe splits again
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Arthas accepted the challenge of the Fire Blade Clan’s disobedients and fought in the orc way, knocking the orcs down one by one. No weapons were used, it was a bare-handed duel, and blocking was still possible. Every time the orc challenger roared and threw an 800-pound left hook, the rebound force often made them vomit blood.
The real defense is to have both damage reduction and healing methods. This is the way to be immortal and still have output, a purely malicious opponent. The stronger the opponent, the greater the rebound force, and the weaker the opponent, the smaller the rebound force.
As Arthas conquered the Burning Blade, the Horde was also facing internal strife.
The surrender of the Burning Blade and Shattered Hand clans made Orgrim feel infinitely humiliated. He had never hated a person so much at this moment. "Alsace! I will tear you into pieces!"
Zul’jin listened expressionlessly as Orgrim finished explaining the entire plan. His originally kind expression changed. "If you want to retreat, do it by yourselves. The forest trolls will not retreat. Either all those long-eared trolls will die, or we will be wiped out. Trolls are never afraid, never afraid!"
"This is not a matter of fear. Our strategic goal has been achieved. Now the enemy is backed by the Well of the Sun. We cannot capture Silvermoon City. A proper retreat can lure them out and then kill them!"
Orgrim tried to explain that he should try his best to get the help of the trolls. After all, the trolls were the local bosses. It would be much more convenient for both material resources and finding the way. It would be a pity if they were gone.
"No, you are right to retreat. The Amani trolls never retreat! The opportunity to drive away the long-ears is right in front of us. Do you know how many years we have been waiting for? Thousands of years. We have waited for such a long time. The opportunity is right in front of us. You retreat. I will lead the Amani trolls to fight to the last moment!"
Zul’jin refused the request to withdraw his troops. He had always cooperated with the Horde. He was not interested in killing humans, and his conflicts were not as big as those with the high elves. The high elves built Quel’Thalas on the ancestral tombs of the forest trolls. Who could tolerate such a party on the tombs?
Zul’jin’s attitude was exactly what Orgrim wanted. He could see that his enemy’s hatred for the high elves had gone beyond reason. There was indeed an opportunity to wipe out the enemy, and any troll with blood would not miss this opportunity.
Unfortunately, dividing the troops would inevitably lead to sacrifices, and the forest trolls were the perfect sacrifice, and with their fervent hatred for the high elves, there was no doubt that they would not work hard.
"Okay, I agree. Be careful. Once I defeat the Alliance, the tribe can take root in this land, and we can unite to deal with the high elves."
Orgrim’s words were very good, but his calculations behind the scenes were not the same at all. In fact, Zul’jin could guess that he was not a simple reckless man to lead the forest trolls. Even if he saw through the intentions of the tribe, he was willing to do so, not for anything else, just because of the feud.
After sending Zul’jin away, Orgrim angrily pounded the floor, his already ferocious face becoming even more terrifying. He would never tolerate the betrayed clans! Before the surprise attack on Lordaeron, he had to kill these two clans, otherwise the warchief would become a laughing stock. "Gul’dan, I order you to take the Stormrage Clan and the Twilight Hammer to strangle the Burning Blade Clan and the Shattered Hand Clan!"
"As you command, Great Chief."
Gul’dan was so happy that he wished for a chance to escape. As for dealing with the traitor? He was not a pure orc, and he didn’t care about the glory, and he couldn’t use it to clean up his own mess.
"If you don’t eliminate the traitor within three days, I will personally let you see the ancestor!"
Orgrim never concealed his hatred for Gul’dan. Now he must attack Lordaeron as soon as possible and destroy the core of the Alliance in one fell swoop. If Lordaeron is destroyed, the Alliance will collapse on its own, and then this long war will end.
"I believe the chieftain will not have this opportunity. I will go down and make the arrangements."
Gul’dan left expressionlessly. He finally had a chance to escape and almost couldn’t help jumping up.
The next day, the Horde continued to attack, and Gul’dan ordered his clans to strangle the Burning Blade and Broken Hand clans, specifically targeting these traitors, and would rather let the elves go. All of this superficial work was done for Orgrim to see, so that Orgrim believed that he was just following his orders.
On the third day, Orgrim began to lead the Horde orcs to retreat. Attacking Lordaeron from the sea was the fastest, but the Horde lacked ships and was not good at naval battles. Advancing along the road was also the fastest way to reach Lordaeron, but the road was guarded by the Alliance’s troops, and if they were discovered, all their efforts would be wasted. To launch a sneak attack, they had to be quiet and not be detected, so they could only attack from the most unexpected place.
The Alliance’s heavy troops guarded important areas, including Stratholme, Andorhal, and the East and West Wild Plains, which later became the East and West Plaguelands. Since the attack on the Northern Kingdom, the war situation has been beyond Orgrim’s expectations. Every time, it was almost ruined by Arthas, or those paladins. Now when he sees a paladin, he can’t wait to pick up a hammer and smash the opponent’s head! But the current battle can still be fought. War is about flexibility. Being flexible is the art of war. Otherwise, you are just brainless orcs! People who stick to the rules and don’t know how to change will only end up in a miserable defeat!
On the other hand, Arthas was still trying his best to kill the enemy, and at the same time, he prepared the fleet to board the ship and leave for Lordaeron at any time. Orgrim’s departure was not unexpected. He knew very well that the orcs could not fight a protracted war. Once surrounded, the orcs would die without a burial place. Without logistical supplies, the troops could not be replenished, and the wounded could not be treated. These were all thorny problems. Fighting to support the war was not as simple as it sounded. If the wounded were ignored, it might lead to the collapse of morale.
Now Alsace still lacks an excuse, an excuse to leave.
At night, Alsace continued to thrust on Azuka. It was a pleasure to play with the newly-successful female beastman. The flesh wall below was very thick, which wrapped tightly and had a strong sense of pressure. It was very comfortable and enjoyable to fuck.