"Whoosh"

Burning cannonballs streaked through the air, falling from the sky with a piercing screech.

Marshal Gasseris, whose face was covered in blood, looked up and saw that the cannonball had smashed against the distant wall, causing the wall to crumble again with blood.

"Boom"

The flames of the cannonball's explosion swept through everything around them, tearing the bodies of the exhausted human soldiers to shreds, smearing the battlefield with blood and death in an unparalleled vividness.

But the human counterattack did not stop because of this, and the artillery on the city wall was still pouring fire at the dense orcs below at extreme speed.

The 5-day siege has made both humans and orcs numb to death, the initial frenzy has been wiped out, the war has reached this stage, both sides are already at the end of the crossbow, in the most brutal war of attrition, can not endure the long and almost endless torture, the first to retreat, will be shrouded in the shadow of defeat.

Marshal Gathiris stood at his post, he looked down, in the battlefield full of gunsmoke, the number of orc troops has been reduced by one-third, and the human army defending the city has almost been wiped out, the civilians in Lordaeron have been armed, instead of the soldiers to resist the endless siege of the orcs, the war has reached the final stage.

He raised his head and looked at the forest outside the battlefield, the marshal knew very well that the key to the decisive victory was no longer in Lordaeron, and now it was up to which of the reinforcements from both sides arrived first, if Marshal Lothar on the front line could enter the Tirisfa area before the orc reinforcements arrived, then the orcs could only retreat.

"Lothar..."

Gasseris silently recited the name, and he whispered in his heart:

"If you really inherit the bravery and greatness of Soladin the Great... Then don't let us down! We have paid such a terrible price, and we must win! ”

"May the walls of Lordaeron be as firm as we are!"

When the marshal opened his eyes, even though his body was exhausted to the extreme, the light in his eyes became sharper and sharper, and he saw another orc ladder on the edge of the city wall, he drew his heavy sword, and rushed in that direction:

"Fight back! Counterattack! ”

"Throw these greenskins into their hell!"

On the other side, in the orc camp, High Chief Orgrim's face was gloomy, and he looked at the tactical map in front of him, an unconcealed anxiety beating in his heart.

"Sarufar's reinforcements are already 2 days late..."

The big chieftain put his fist on the table in front of him: "The front-line troops are already tired, if they don't come again ... I'm afraid..."

Orcs are not gods, orcs will also be tired, especially in siege warfare that is seriously unfavorable to their side, Orgrim led 30,000 orcs to rush into Lordaeron, but after 5 days of tug-of-war, the orcs were only left with less than 12,000 people, if it weren't for Orgrim's might to suppress the orc army, with this terrible battle loss ratio, even if it was an orc, morale would collapse.

Like Gasseris, Orgrim is a very good commander, and he knows very well that the key to victory has fallen on the reinforcements of both sides.

But Sarufar, who had never let him down, was strangely late this time, which made the Great Chief feel a bad feeling in his heart.

He hated the feeling.

"Huh"

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a tall figure strode into the tent:

"Great Chief! I am back! ”

"Huh?"

Orgrim looked up, and saw the figure of Sarufar, and an undisguised look of joy appeared on Orgrim's face, and he looked at him and asked in a loud voice:

"How many people did you bring back? Ten thousand! As long as there are 10,000 people! We've got it! ”

The Great Chieftain's joy made Sarufar's heart twitch incomparably, and the valiant orc overseer fell to his knees, and he whispered:

"I... I came back alone, Gul'dan betrayed us, he took the Raider Clan and the Twilight Hammer, the Great Chieftain, our reinforcements... Without. ”

"Bang"

The table in front of Orgrim's eyes suddenly shattered under the bombardment of his fist, and the great chief with a murderous aura surging all over his body was like an enraged beast, he tried his best to suppress his anger, but this kind of frustration that passed by victory made the big chief's heart extremely cold.

"You just let him take my reinforcements! And what about Zuluhid? Didn't I let him balance Gul'dan! That rubbish! ”

Orgrim strode forward, grabbed Sarufar by the collar with both hands, and lifted him into the air, roaring loudly:

"I trust you so much! I trust you so much! Sarufar! You... You've let me down so much! ”

"Zuruhid is dead, he died in Quel'Thalas... Great Chief, it's all my fault, I'm a sinner of the tribe, I admit it! ”

There was no fear on Sarufar's face, only a calmness that put life and death aside, and he said in a deep voice:

"But it's time to retreat, Great Chief, human reinforcements will break through our defenses at any moment, and once they are surrounded, we can't go, it's time to go... Withdraw to the south and regroup. ”

"Bang"

As soon as Sarufar finished speaking, he slammed a punch into his face, knocking the orc overseers to the ground, and he looked up with great difficulty, only to see Orgrim pick up his hammer and walk towards him with a menacing attitude.

Sarufar didn't dodge, he straightened up as if resigned, his gaze clear:

"Gul'dan went to the wetlands, Talon. The Bloodfiend's Death Knight is answering them, and I'm here to report it, High Chief, he's no longer to be trusted! ”

"Huh"

The hammer fell from the sky, and Sarufar closed his eyes, for this warrior who was incomparably loyal to the Horde, after committing such an unpardonable sin, dying at the hands of the chieftain was also a deserved end.

But he waited for a few seconds, and he didn't feel the pain, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the hammer of destruction in Orgrim's hand hovering over his forehead, and the Great Chieftain was breathing heavily, still angry to the extreme, but the devouring anger in his eyes was gone.

"Smack"

The warhammer was tossed aside, and Orgrim took a step back, his whole expression looking like he was a teenager old, and he shook his head:

"No, it's not your fault, Sarufar, you're an upright warrior, you're no match for Gul'dan at all, it's my fault, I should have killed him when I caught him, instead of listening to his flattery and letting him continue to be active in my tribe."

"I can't blame you for my mistakes, and I don't blame you."

Orgrim took a deep breath, as if he had lost all his strength, and he slumped in his chair, which made Sarufar, who was ready to wait for death, a little moved, it was because of Orgrim's strong personality that a warrior like Sarufar could be loyal to him.

"There is still hope for us! Great Chief, my brother has secured the territory around the Stormwind Kingdom, as long as we retreat there! With our backs to the Dark Gate, we will not fail! ”

Sarufar exclaimed:

"There are still tens of thousands of our soldiers in the Blackstone Tower, Great Chief, even if we fail this time, humanity will not want to attack our new home! The land in the south of the continent still belongs to us! ”

Ogrim shook his head, and he sighed:

"We have lost the best chance to completely break the alliance, they will be completely twisted into a rope, I already have a premonition of the future direction of the war, we will be repulsed, we will be compressed, and we will end up on all sides... There is no danger to defend in Stormwind! We'll have to go back to Red Ridge Mountain and the Blackstone Tower! ”

"Alas, a year's effort, the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, that's it... It was wasted by Guldan's crumbs! ”

"Gul'dan!"

Orgrim roared angrily:

"Give me back the legion!!"

In this unwilling roar, the two orcs have been heartbroken...

Ten minutes later, the order for a full retreat was passed to each of the Overseers. The Blood Demon was summoned to the chief's tent, and as soon as the Death Knight entered the tent, he was confronted by more than a dozen weapons.

The Blood Demon looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, all the orcs glared at him, as if they wanted to eat him, and his eyes also saw Sarufar sitting on the side, and the Blood Demon jumped inward.

"Damn! Gul'dan told me that Sarufar was dead... That dog thing! He lied to me! ”

"Bloodfiend, do you have any last words?"

Orgrim's body was shrouded in deadly killing intent, and the Blood Demon was sure that if he didn't say a word, he would be dismembered on the spot, but this guy was a wise warlock, and he quickly found his way to survive.

He quickly took the stone from his waist and handed it to the chief chief, and he said sincerely:

"Great Chief, I know that my private contact with Gul'dan is unforgivable! But trust me, I'm all for the sake of the tribe..."

This made the chieftains and overseers in the tent scoff, but the Bloodfiend did not heed the ridicule, and instead said slowly:

"While you are all carried away by the victory at your fingertips, I am the only one who sees the defeat that the tribe may encounter, and it is for this that I made a deal with the cunning Gul'dan, Great Chief, we have failed, but it doesn't matter! This stone can help us win again! ”

"Huh?"

The Bloodfiend's categorical words made Orgrim froze for a moment, he reached out and picked up the stone, he waved his fingers, and the swords against the Bloodfiend's body were retracted, and the Death Knight coughed lightly, he hid the reluctance in his eyes, disguised himself as a most loyal guard, and he said in a deep voice:

"It's a cursed code! Great Chief, you may not know it exists, but I will say that Gul'dan used this thing to seal off Draenor's elemental spirits, yes, it was the miscellaneous that ruined our world... The curse code can block the elements of a world, and naturally it can also block the magic of a continent, big chief, think about it, as long as we lay this thing, we will expel the magic power in the south of the continent! ”

Bloodseeker spreads his hands:

"Without the existence of magic, human mages and priests should not think about casting spells, and in the face of human warriors, will the orcs be afraid!"

"As long as it's there! Humanity doesn't want to invade the southern part of the continent, it will always belong to us! Will always belong to the Horde, we can recuperate quietly and wait for the next counterattack! ”

The Death Knight brings in the character, who mocks the Chieftains and Overseers around him:

"You're all just fighting for victory, it's just me! Tallon. Blood Fiend, I'm the only one working for the survival of the tribe! Who are you to laugh at me? ”

"But that's not a reason for you to collude with Guldan!"

Orgrim said coldly, "You knew that Gul'dan would betray you, and you still hid this secret!" You will be at least half responsible for this failure... But what you say also makes sense, and if it's really as magical as you say, it can make up for it. ”

"Huh"

The stone was thrown back into the hands of the Blood Demon, and the Great Chief's voice was still cold:

"Your life is saved for the time being, Blood Fiend, I want you to rush back to the south as quickly as possible and arrange this curse code! Dahl and Brooks Shiga will assist you, if you still disappoint me..."

Bloodfiend clenched his fists and shouted in the cold voice of the Death Knight:

"You won't be disappointed! I'm not the same as Guldan's crumbs! I am loyal to the tribe! ”

The Fireblade Sword Saint Old Dahl escorted the Blood Demon out of the tent, and Orgrim looked at the map behind him unwillingly, he was only one step away from victory, but now, the distance was like an unbridgeable abyss.

"Alas... Retreat! ”

"Leaving from the Alterac Mountains, we must leave before human reinforcements arrive..."

Two hours later, Orgrim rode on his wolf, he looked back at the ruined walls of Lordaeron, he gritted his teeth, and a flame of anger and unwillingness danced in his eyes:

"Lordaeron, I'll be back!"

And at this moment, Sarufar drove the wolf to Orgrim's side, and he saluted his chief solemnly, and he whispered:

"It's time to go, Great Chief, it's cruel, but at this point, it's time for us all to face our fate."

"Sarufar, you... You've changed. ”

Orgrim suddenly had a strong feeling that he would soon lose Sarufar, forever.

"Did something happen to you?"

The High Chief grabbed the Overseer's wrist and whispered:

"Tell me! Don't forget that I'm going to fight back against Lordaeron together, but I feel like you've given up on everything, what happened to you? ”

"If I could, I'd love to see the day when the tribes take over the world, but..."

Sarufar smiled with difficulty, there was no regret in his smile, and he whispered:

"There is a price for me to come back to report the news, Great Chief, I am satisfied that I can get you to safety, and when it is all over, I will pay the price, I have made a vow, don't make me a coward and a broken oath, don't make me the kind of person I look down upon."

"It's an honor to fight alongside you, Grand Chief! This is a great honor, and even after death, I wish your tribe prosperity from the bottom of my heart! ”

"But now... It's time to go, there's not much time left for us. ”