My Rebirth and the Strange Adventure of Black Zhen

"For the Horde, warriors, charge with me."

General Nazgrim's voice became clearer and clearer along with the roars of the kodo beasts and the sound of war drums.

The wolf riders in the reinforcement array used special nets to catch the Eternal Dragon and Fel Bats not far from the ground.

The other ground forces of the tribe took the opportunity to activate the Eternal Dragons and Fel Bats that had already landed.

The goblin air forces riding on mechanical rockets and mechanical helicopters entered the battlefield, and the pressure on Bronk and Kalecgos, who transformed into dragon forms, was suddenly reduced a lot.

Tribal staff officer Itrig and others covered the tribal artillery units and the wounded and sick as they retreated to the rear of the team.

General Nazgrim took the initiative to approach King Saurfang and asked him about the situation on the battlefield.

Overlord Saurfang, holding the battle axe blessed by the demigod Cenarius, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Bronco reminded King Saurfang before attending the celebration, King Saurfang was not completely sure that he could expel all the invading Eternal Dragon Legion and Burning Legion.

After all, the fact that the giant dragon incarnated by Bronk fell to the ground symbolized that they could not defeat the aerial forces of the Eternal Dragon Legion and the Burning Legion.

The battle-hardened King Saurfang knew very well that under the conditions at the time, they would find it difficult to resist the influx of the Eternal Dragon Legion and the Burning Legion as they had lost air superiority on the battlefield.

Now, with the arrival of a large number of tribal reinforcements led by Horde Chieftain Garrosh, King Saurfang regained his faith in victory.

"Blood and thunder, lok tar ogar."

Garrosh, the Warchief of the Horde, leaps to kill a demon that was attempting to ambush Thrall.

"I thought you wouldn't come. Regardless, I want to thank Garrosh for coming to my rescue."

Thrall took advantage of the opportunity to release a strong wind behind the Horde Chieftain Garrosh, blowing out the fireballs dropped from the sky by the Eternal Dragon.

"Put aside those polite words, Thrall. You didn't inform me of the good opportunity of hunting demons. That's wrong."

Garrosh, the chieftain of the Horde, kicked Thrall away and immediately swung his Bloodroar Axe and started spinning rapidly.

"Although we cannot capture Tyrande and Malfurion from the Alliance here, Thrall, you have allowed me to enjoy the pleasure of battle that I have not felt for a long time. I will not pursue the serious crime of Thrall's secret communication with important leaders of the Alliance."

Upon hearing that the Horde Chieftain Garrosh had not yet given up his paranoia, Thrall could not say much in the critical battle situation and could only sigh helplessly.

Seeing Thrall's mood change from enthusiasm to worry, the Horde Chieftain Garrosh naturally felt uncomfortable.

"Now I am the chief of the tribe. In the future, activities involving large gatherings of people must be reported to me in advance."

Garrosh, the Great Chieftain of the Horde, stopped spinning and used the shift in his center of gravity to move away from Thrall, and tied the rope he picked up to the bottom of the javelin.

Garrosh, the chieftain of the tribe, who successfully hit a fel bat, tightened the rope in his hand to lower the flying altitude of the fel bat. He exerted force with his feet and used the warrior profession's big jump skill to sit on the back of the fel bat.

The fel bats that were unwilling to obey the orders of the Horde Chieftain Garrosh flew up and down. Before Bronk or other members of the Horde could come to his rescue, the Horde Chieftain Garrosh was thrown down by the injured fel bats.

"Nazgrim, quickly organize the troops to destroy the Burning Legion portal at the five o'clock direction."

Garrosh, the Great Chieftain of the Horde, spat out a mouthful of blood and came to Thrall again.