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The dry and barren earth is filled with almost endless heat, and the source of the heat is naturally the high and active volcanoes of the plains, including the Blackstone Mountains in the northwest of the burning plains, which are constantly spewing lava and the blazing magma changing the landscape of the plains almost every moment.

Sitting on the high platform on the east side of the Blackstone Tower in Blackstone Mountain, Grand Chief Orgrim looked at the scenery in the distance a little dazedly.

It is said to be a black stone tower, but in fact, from the outside, this 'tower' is not obvious.

Because the entire 'tower' is embedded in the towering Blackstone Mountain, more than a dozen hot lava streams drip down from the lava vent on the mountain, visually creating many vertical lines, dividing the gray-black Blackstone Mountain into many parts.

The so-called Blackstone Tower, in fact, should be more appropriately called the Blackstone Fortress.

Little did Orgrim know that the platform he was sitting on would in the future be the burial place of Nefarian, the Black Dragon Prince. He just stared blankly at the scenery outside the high platform.

To the north is the scorching canyon that also exudes high heat, and the Black Iron Dwarve, who has recently reached a cooperation agreement with the Horde, is working day and night in the rough stove of the canyon to build weapons for the Tribe.

To the south is the Burning Plains, where more than 150,000 orc warriors are encamped in a slightly leveled area below the Blackstone Mountains. Unaware of the horrors of the Alliance and the Red Dragons, these orcs who have crossed the Dark Gate and arrived in the world of Azeroth are waiting for this glorious battle to come.

And the 100,000 orc laborers were also excited about being given a sophisticated weapon, and they felt that this was an opportunity to change their status.

At this time, Zulushid, the chief of the Dragonthroat Clan, arrived. He looked at Orgrim, who was sitting on the edge of the platform, and said rudely, "Great Chief, the new Clan warriors want you to say something. ”

"Talk? I'll go. But not now. Ogrim didn't look back.

"Why? You know our people are impatient? After all, they all drank that thing. ”

"Yes, maybe we should be thankful for the demon's blood, which made the orcs irritable and belligerent without worrying about demoralization. Orgrim had an undisguised sarcasm on his face: "Yes, because of the demon's blood, we orcs still have absolute confidence in victory, and can tolerate me, a bad fellow, to continue to sit in the position of the Great Chieftain, instead of a warrior initiating Makgora to kill me." ”

Zuluhid was silent.

The Blackstone Tower could see that most of the orcs below were newcomers to Azeroth, with a lot of brains. They have not experienced the helplessness of having the upper hand but not being able to win. I have never experienced the pain and despair of occupying most of the continent and finally being killed back step by step by humans.

Where are the clans that were once the strongest in the tribe now?

The Blackstone Clan can almost be declared extinct, after experiencing the burning of the Elwyn Forest, the burning of Stormwind City, plus the battle of crossing the sea and the battle of Lordaeron City, plus the Blacktooth Clan split out of the Black Hand Brothers, all of them fell to the strongest back then, with nearly 300,000 people and nearly 200,000 warriors, and now there are less than 5,000 people left in the whole clan. Not even a third-rate clan.

The Black Fang Clan, led by the Black Hand Brothers, was first pitted by Duke in the Arathi Heights, and then after chasing and killing Gul'dan, they killed a few thousand more people of the Storm Predator Clan before disappearing. Everyone knows that the Black Hand Brothers did it on purpose.

Most of the very capable Warsong clan collapsed, and the remaining clansmen, led by Grom, hid in the deep mountains and old forests of the Tirisfal Glade.

The Blood Ring Clan also collapsed, and basically lost in front of Dan Moro's Iron Forge. Most of them died in siege battles in the early stage, but recently because of the implementation of the Great Chieftain's fortress group tactics, the Red Dragon Legion was completely cleared. Killrog* Deadeye has less than 10,000 men left.

The Frostwolf Clan was exiled to the Alterac Mountains on the northern continent by Gul'dan in the early stages of World War I, and after Durotan was killed, the Frostwolf Clan was completely cut off from the Horde.

The Dragonthroat Clan suffered the most brutal bloodbath under the rebellion of the Red Dragon Legion, and Zuluhid was left with less than a thousand men.

The Fireblade Clan was originally a sparsely numbered clan, and when Dahl* Triple Bloodblade and Samuro were killed in battle, the Juggernaut team was also severely damaged, and there were less than 10 Juggernauts left in the tribe.

The former Storm Predator Clan and the Ogre-dominated Twilight Hammer Clan, not to mention the two clans that betrayed. Hell knows where the dead leftovers have gone.

Blackscar Clan...... After Kashdrak was killed in the Battle of Grimbaatar and most of his people were killed by the angry Red Dragon, it is said that Kashdrak's cronies took the next chieftain with him, and the young Nazgrer took advantage of the Alliance's lack of a counteroffensive to cross the Arathi Heights and join the Frostwolf Clan.

The Shattered Palm Clan is okay, and the battle maniac Kargas * Blade Fist asked the Great Chief to fight yesterday......

However, as long as the orcs with a little brain know, the tribe is going to lose.

Orgrim had no intention of making things difficult for his lieutenant.

He let out a long sigh: "I'm thinking about the meaning of this war that is about to be lost. ”

"Meaning?"

"Yes!" said Orgrim, looking up at the northern sky.

The first year of the Dark Gate in the mouth of mankind was the most magnificent and glorious year for the entire tribe. The Horde has expanded wildly across the North, opening up territory equal to almost the entire territory known to 'our world'.

It was also the year when the entire tribe was most warlike and the chiefs were most ambitious.

Thanks to the veterans of the war with the Draenei, it was these elites who easily crushed the resistance of the Stormwind Kingdom.

However, as with all dreams, the Horde's wild dream of conquering the world of Azeroth in three years reached its peak in this year. Then, in the second year, he crashed headlong into the cold and cruel wall of reality, seemingly accidental, but in fact it inevitably became torn apart.

Orgrim sighed deeply: "In retrospect, even without Duke Marcus, we would have failed. ”

"Why?" Zuluhid was puzzled.

Ogrim's rugged face was full of regret.

"We were so arrogant that at first we slaughtered almost every intelligent race we could see in this world. Pushing almost all intelligent races against the tribe. If I could go back in time and I could control the tribe earlier, I would have taken a more gentle approach, such as occupying all the wilds that were not inhabited by the sapient races. Then wipe out those weak races to make more room for the tribe to live. Finally, when absolute superiority is obtained, destroy any alliances that may exist. (To be continued.) )