The war is over.

The invincible orcs that once ravaged the world of Azeroth have become a horde of fugitives.

Their leader was sent to the north as a captive and would be a sign of the Alliance's victory, while the orcs who fled, were hunted down by the Alliance's knights. Thorbain, leader of the Hammer Griffin Knights, Kudran. Brute Hammer, led by the mage leader Khadgar, and the remaining soldiers formed the last legion.

They pursued the fleeing orcs, crossing the Red Ridge Mountains and into the black swamp.

Most of these soldiers and generals were haters of the loss of their relatives and families in the orc invasion, and even in extreme exhaustion, these warriors were unwilling to let go of even one orc.

But this ferocious pursuit soon made the scattered orcs realize that if they continued to fight separately, they would not be able to reach the Dark Gate and return to their own world.

Soon, the scattered orcs were reunited and began to fight for their lives.

At the entrance to the crater that led to the Dark Gate, the nearly a thousand orcs huddled together regained their weapons, and in front of their eyes, the warriors of the alliance who suddenly appeared blocked the way to the Dark Gate, and these orcs had no choice but to fight to the death.

"Damn it!"

After receiving a message from the little dwarf Ella, he rushed to besiege Danas, the Death Knight. Tolbairn looked at the orcs united in the rear, and his face was very ugly.

He came for the missing Marshal Lothar, he only brought less than 500 knights, only the wreckage of Ella's flying machine was found here, the death knights who captured Marshal Lothar were gone, and the worst thing was that just as General Danas was about to retreat, the orcs fleeing from the rear blocked their way to evacuate.

The orcs desperate for their lives are crazy, and the Alliance soldiers who are stuck here have no choice but to fight to the death.

"These neurotic gnomes are really unreliable!"

General Danas clenched his battle axe, and the orcs in front of him let out a violent roar, and began a desperate charge, and the general of the alliance knew that there was no choice left to him, so he also roared, urged the war horse, and led the knights behind him to charge towards the orcs who were several times his own.

"Poof"

The head of the orc at the front was cut off by the battle axe, and the weapon-wielding General Danas pierced the orc's line like a sharp arrow.

The Torbain family is a well-known military family in the kingdom of Stormgard, this family is known as the "Troll Killer", their blood has the same tenacious self-healing power as the troll, which makes General Danas, who inherited this bloodline, extremely brave, he started as a militia captain, and became a general in less than 4 years of war, which shows his bravery.

But this time, after chopping off the skulls of 7 orcs in a row, Danas. Thorbain met his opponent.

"Knort"

The sharp battle axe and the steel scepter smashed together, causing General Danas and his warhorse to take a step back, and before him, a tall human knight wearing a dark red cloak and a haze of death wrapped in the haze of death smashed down on his head with a heavy steel scepter in his hand.

"Bang"

Once again, the two faced each other, but neither of them could gain the upper hand, and this great power, combined with the signs of mixing with the orcs, made Danas's eyes narrow.

"Death Knight? You should all be dead on the Burning Plains! ”

"Hehe, the wheel of death is turning again, and it tells us that we still have so much to do, and our career is not over yet."

A hoarse voice sounded in the mouth of the Death Knight opposite, and a hint of ferocity appeared in his dark red eyes:

"The dragon destroyed our bodies, but we... The soul lives on! ”

"Boom"

The steel scepter in the hands of the Death Knight lit up with a glow of runic magic, and in the magic of the resurrection of the dead, the orc warriors who had fallen to the ground stood up again, along with the Alliance soldiers who had been hacked to death.

"You shouldn't be in our way! Danas. Thorbain! ”

Tallon. The Blood Demon looked greedily at the human general in front of him, and he whispered:

"Your corpse will be the best carrier of my soul, and I will manipulate your body to move on..."

"Come on!"

"Bang Bang Bang"

The two generals on both sides once again brandished their weapons and fought wildly, but behind Danas, the weary Alliance soldiers were surrounded by a huge number of orcs, and if there were no reinforcements, this brave advance party would have been completely killed.

The resurrection of the Blood Demon was not an accident, for a Death Knight like him, who was essentially a warlock, it was a basic operation to help a soul stone with him, and the breath of the King of Magic, Malygos, wiped out him and his Death Knights, but failed to destroy their properly placed souls, and the Blood Demon should have been resurrected immediately to help Orgrim make his last game.

But at the critical moment, the cunning mind in the blood demon's heart once again prevailed, and he did not immediately transfer his soul, on the contrary, he waited patiently, and waited until the tribe was completely defeated, and then he let the warlocks hidden in the tribe start to act.

The battle of the Burning Plains had left the Alliance with heavy casualties, and it was easy to find enough corpses in the night, and soon, the Blood Demon and his Death Knights were "resurrected", and instead of lingering in the Burning Plains, they gathered the remnants of their troops all the way into the Black Swamp.

Bloodfiend is well aware that there is no hope for war in Azeroth, but as long as he returns to Draenor, there is hope... There are still a lot of orcs left there, and if you gather them, you can form a new tribe again!

What Blackhan and Orgrim can do, Bloodseeker thinks he can do too! And he won't make Orgrim's mistakes, the Bloodfiend is a true warlock, he craves strength and power, and Orgrim's defeat gives him hope of getting his hands on the throne of the Great Chief.

But only if he can return to Draenor safely with these orcs loyal to him.

"Danas! Hold on! Reinforcements are coming! ”

Just when the advance team of the alliance was almost completely wiped out, and the brave Danas. When Torbain was also besieged by the Death Knights, a rude voice sounded over the battlefield, Danas swung his battle axe and repelled the Death Knights in front of him, he raised his head and saw the Hammer Knights flying in the black sky, dozens of griffins flapped their wings and flew into the battlefield, leading them, it was the Hammer Hero - Kudran. Brute Hammer.

The griffin knights dropped alchemy bombs on the periphery of the battlefield, and the bombs that landed in the orc positions exploded, shattering the flesh and blood of the orcs and slowing down their attack.

Not far from the battlefield, the light of the large-scale teleportation magic suddenly lit up, and the hastily assembled Alliance soldiers under the command of Khadgar, who had returned to the stronghold, were thrown into the battlefield in this way.

At the same time as the purple teleportation light lit up, the golden scorching holy light also tore through the battle line of the tribal orcs, and Tulayan, who was riding on the warhorse, led the paladins to shout the admonition of the holy light, like a sharp knife, and rushed into the position of these orcs.

"The Holy Light is undefeated!"

"Purify them!"

The holy light gathered by nearly a hundred paladins was like a searchlight, tearing apart the horror of the death knights, and the corpses that were resurrected by the magic of the warlocks were purified in this holy light, while the weaker death knights were scattered under the first wave of the paladin's charge.

These soul casters are no match for the paladins at all, except for some death knights who have adapted to melee combat, the Death Knights of the Blood Demon are like encountering natural enemies, and the negative effect of frequent body changes is that the fusion of soul and body is extremely poor, and in the face of the scorching holy light, it is difficult for the body without the energy of death to protect their soul.

Striking at the light was like a soul being pierced into a searing needle, and the pain caused the Death Knights to collapse with almost a single touch.

Seeing that his side's position had collapsed, Talon. Bloodseeker flipped his fingers viciously, and a dark green hellfire fell from the sky, drowning Danas's position, and the Bloodfiend realized that he might not be able to win, and he glanced back at the paladins who had sliced through his own position, and the cunning creature immediately raised his battle flag and rushed towards the Dark Gate with the remaining orcs.

"Boom Boom"

The remnants of the tribal camp in the rear were ignited by the Bloodfiend's warlocks with brimstone fire, and under his command, a scorching rain of fire fell from the sky as if they didn't want money, blocking the Alliance's paladins from the Dark Gate.

If there were enough mages, they could break this limit with a wave of magic countermeasures, but the number of mages who followed Khadgar was very small, and in the war on the Burning Plains, the mages of Dalaran also suffered heavy losses, and there was no more strength left to support the battle of the Dark Gate.

Danas. Thorbain crawled out of the pit smashed by the hellfire, the dark green demon had been killed by the paladins with holy light, but the human warriors who followed him were almost wiped out, which made Thorbain feel an indescribable shame and frustration.

He looked viciously at Talon as he stood on the steps of the Dark Gate. Bloodseeker, who rode on a skeleton warhorse, his dark red eyes full of indifference and hostility.

"We're leaving, Union Dog!"

"But we'll be back! I will return to this world with the army of the Horde... Everything you protect will be reduced to powder under the iron hooves of the new tribe! ”

"Enjoy your victory... Time is running out for you! ”

"Hehehehehe"

In the hatred of the generals of the Alliance, eager to eat their flesh and drink their blood, the Bloodfiend took the reins of his horse and rolled into the vortex of the Dark Gate, behind him, the Death Knights silently followed their leader and left the world of Azeroth.

Tulayan's face was pale, the aftermath of escaping death was terrible, he could still fight, but when he was alone, the pain of tearing his soul made him miserable, and perhaps after this battle, Tulayan would have to lay down his arms and stay away from the battlefield.

But at this time, the great knight was more concerned about the threatening words of unknown meaning left by the blood demon, and he looked back at Khadgar, the mage clenching the staff in his hand, and his old cheeks were solemn.

"Is what the Bloodseeker said true?"

Danas. Tolbain asked in a low voice, "How many orcs are there in his world?" ”

Since the Dark Gate has always been under the control of the Horde, the Alliance does not know much about the situation on the other side of the portal in this world, but Khadgar is an exception, after meeting Garona a few days ago, the assassin has already told Khadgar all about the situation of Draenor.

"A lot!"

In a deep voice, the mage said:

"The Warsong and Broken Hand tribes in the seven major clans of the orcs add up to at least 30,000 warriors, as well as those orcs scattered in the world of Draenor, if they are really united by the blood demons, it will be a legion that is not weaker than the tribe led by Orgrim, and even more numerous."

"Can't let them come! Our soldiers are exhausted, and it will take at least 10 years for the human nations to recover..."

Danas's hair was upside down, he clenched his weapon, and looked at the dark door in front of him, the dark green vortex swirling like a nightmare, and he said in a deep voice:

"To destroy it! Destroy this demon's portal! ”

"It's hard..."

Khadgar looked at the huge dark portal in front of him, and there was a frustration in his eyes: "This is the crystallization of the highest wisdom that combines orthodox magic and warlock magic, and it is impossible to destroy it by relying on me alone..."

"No, you can, my disciple."

A familiar voice sounded in Khadgar's ears, causing the mage to subconsciously turn his head, and he muttered to himself:

"Mentor, you... Are you really alive? ”

"I'm dead, my disciple Khadgar, I will guide you to destroy this dark gate and bring true peace to this world, but you alone are not enough, you need time to prepare."

"Also, Lothar is resting in Karazhan now, but don't make a noise about it, the dark forces are watching Azeroth, and the world still needs a Guardian... It needs a prophet who can be accepted by all, and you and Lothar, you both need to take on a more difficult mission. ”

"A new era has begun, my disciple... But we don't have time to celebrate. ”