The crowd involuntarily stirred up a bigger commotion, and the black flames of the fire rose into the air in the distance, which could be clearly seen even over the high city walls. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, everyone didn't know that Duke was setting fires, but as soon as the herald said it, the crowd immediately turned from a commotion to a boil!

"Long live the Stormwind Kingdom!"

"Long live Your Majesty Ryan!"

"Long live Lord Marcus—"

The people are simple and simple. Whoever can bring them a safe and happy life is their heaven and their god. Since the beginning of the War of the Dark Gates, the kingdom has been losing ground on all fronts.

Red Ridge Mountain fell.

Half of the twilight forest has fallen.

Not long ago, the entire Elwyn Forest, the proudest core of the entire kingdom, also fell into the hands of those cruel and terrifying orcs.

The most unbearable thing is that those green-skinned devils entered the city yesterday.

The people were panicked, and the people unwittingly lost their trust in the king and the kingdom as a whole.

It was at this time that the news of Duke's victory suddenly came, like a clear spring, washing away the gloom in people's hearts. This timely victory is tantamount to a booster and has well restored the confidence of the military and the people.

The Horde withdrew, even if it was temporary, moved the sword of Damocles hanging overhead a little. People are like that, and even though they vaguely know that they are still hovering near the gates of hell, the threat is not so obvious until they see it with their own eyes.

Aquaman Duke.

Hero Duke!

Duke, the new guardian of the kingdom!

Duke Marcus's fame is spreading wildly in all sorts of ways. Over the next few days, Duke rode a griffin across the Elwyn Forest to set fires.

A sky mage went to be an arsonist.

This is an incredible thing for a self-proclaimed noble mage. There used to be voices of opposition, but in the face of astonishing results, such voices quickly disappeared without a trace.

For one, Duke had the absolute support of the king.

Second, now that the royal mage group has withered away, the only Morning Star mage is only acting as the king's guard, and Duke, who appeared as the hero who killed Sargeras, no one is qualified to say irresponsible things to Duke.

Duke's arson was effective.

It's a hot summer, and that's not a lie. The dry forest was almost instantaneous, and a few fireballs downwind was a forest fire that was almost impossible to extinguish.

If it weren't for Orgrim's proposal to let the orc clans take urgent precautions, the orc's losses would have been even heavier.

Duke was so ruthless that he came to burn the forest, which Orgrim did not expect. The smoke from the continuous fires obscured the sky, and almost the entire forest turned into a hell of flames.

All but those in areas where the trees had been cut down early in the morning, or the lakes and rivers in the Elwyn Forest, were burned by Duke.

The ensuing problems made the tribe bosses almost go crazy.

"We have no food. "In the tribal chieftaincy-level meeting, Orgrim spoke first.

Tribal warriors fight three at a time against humans on the battlefield. The same goes for food intake.

The manic orcs are not the soft and weak humans they see as a bread to survive. To maintain that burly physique, a lot of meat is essential.

The tribal hunters go deep into the forest every day to hunt a large number of animals. Unlike the Orc's hometown of Draenor, there aren't many large or even giant creatures in the Elwyn Forest. Wild boars, gnolls, and even captured fishmen have all become orcs' meals.

Creatures larger than squirrels are almost all killed in the forest.

I didn't feel it when my territory was expanding rapidly, but now that the offensive has stalled, and suddenly the forest is set on fire, these guys who are 99% muscular in their brains realize the seriousness of the problem.

"Isn't the hard worker learning to raise pigs?" asked the black hand urn angrily.

"Pigs don't grow in a day. "Ogrim didn't think that the black hand was brainless, but now he only felt that such a big chief in the tribe was like riding a giant wolf galloping towards hell.

All the chiefs cast their eyes on the big chief's black hand and asked him to make up his mind.

As the first chief of the tribe, the black hand is not a character with a good brain, perhaps Gul'dan specially picked the black hand to facilitate his own control.

Similarly, among the clans, it is often the bravest and most capable of fighting that is the chieftain. And most of the smartest are the shamans in the clan.

But now, the shaman profession has declined, and the warlock who has replaced it is mysterious and sneaky. Recently, the entire Warlock of the Shadow Council has disappeared.

Suddenly asked the black hand to take out the charter, and the black hand really couldn't take it out.

Unconsciously, the Great Chief of the Black Hand actually set his eyes on the face of his most trusted deputy, Orgrim *Hammer of Doom.

At this moment, the anger in Ogrim's heart suddenly became fierce, and he didn't know how many hundredfold thousands.

He's had enough!

Fed up with this shelter and killing the Grand Chief of the Shadow Council of his friends and Durotans.

Fed up with this reckless big chief who blindly acts and doesn't care about the life and death of the tribal warriors.

I'm fed up with this black hand who has no brains and no responsibility when it comes to trouble!

Orgrim has made a decision - after the Horde has survived this crisis, he will launch the 'Makgora' against the Black Hand of the Great Chieftain, in accordance with the accepted tradition of the Clans, for the position of Chieftain. He's going to kill the puppet of the Shadow Council in a duel, and then clean up the Shadow Council.

But Duke's ruthless and effective magic attacks impressed Orgrim too much.

Only Mystics can deal with Mysteries!

Did he kill Gul'dan and his warlocks...... For the first time, Orgrim hesitated.

However, let's solve the current crisis first.

Orgrim pointed to the north on the military map he had collected from the humans, "It doesn't take that many tribal warriors to take this tiny Stormwind city. Great Chief, I suggest that we divide our forces. In this place called Ironforge, there is another weak, dwarf humanoid creature called the Dwarves. Since the tribe wants to be the master of this land, we should not let go of any force on the land. ”

The eyes of the Black Hand and the chiefs lit up.

When they first arrived in Azeroth, the whole tribe was in a dark eye, not knowing what it was, nor how many enemies there were, and where.

Despite Gul'dan's repeated emphasis on the weakness of the enemy, and the fact that these weak enemies were no match for them, the entire tribe was in a state of blindness as to where to fight and how many men to send.

After killing many humans, the chiefs learned more about the captured maps.

Now Orgrim's proposal undoubtedly points them in a brighter direction. (To be continued.) )