Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"Gul'dan, aren't you afraid that Teron Gorefiend will completely fall to Orgrim's side? He still has some feelings for the orcs!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The two Gugar leaders asked and answered each other, and they reached a consensus on this doubt.

"They are just a bunch of defective products. Although they use the corpses of powerful humans, have skilled martial arts memories, and can use the shadow spells of warlocks, they are ultimately a group of knights controlled by the souls of spellcasters. Even though they have undead bodies that are not afraid of swords, they lack the will to charge forward!"

Although the Death Knights were very powerful and had surpassed most Orc warriors, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were practicing both martial arts and magic, Gul'dan was still somewhat dissatisfied with his own creation. After all, they were still fighting with magic and could not perfectly utilize the death power of the undead bodies. This was a far cry from the perfect work he had glimpsed from Medivh's dark soul!

"What does it matter, Gul'dan? As long as they are strong enough, that's all. Teron Gorefiend is one of our own, and the Death Knights are also members of the Shadow Council. Why don't you overthrow Orgrim and become the Warchief yourself?"

"Ah, yes, yes, if we become the boss, no one can enslave us!"

Gugar's two heads spoke again. If he joined Deyun Club, he didn't know whether he would be a stand-up comedian or get double salary as both a funny man and a supporting actor?

"Great Chief? Haha." Gul'dan laughed mockingly, "I have never cared about the future of the tribe, and I have no interest in it."

"The ultimate power is what I pursue. I will leave the Death Knight to Orgrim and let him focus on conquering humans. I will have full freedom to do my own thing. Do you understand, Cho'gall?"

Gul'dan suppressed the pride in his heart. He needed to play the role of a loyal warlock for a while. When the location of the Tomb of Sargeras was discovered by his secret power, he would gain unparalleled power. Orgrim, the Alliance, the Horde, and even Kil'jaeden could all be crushed by me, and then I could reshape the world according to my vision!

Saurfang returned in defeat, but Orgrim did not punish the most outstanding young orc of the Blackrock Clan. Instead, he asked him to go down and rest his troops and wait for tomorrow's attack.

"Captain, why don't we send more troops to wipe this town that is blocking our way off the map!"

Chieftain Fenris of the Thunder King clan was very dissatisfied with Orgrim's probing behavior today. There were obviously only a few thousand human defenders, so why did he send out 0027 orcs to destroy the level by shouting lok\utar ogar? Why did he still have to slowly test it?

Fenris's idea is also the idea of ​​most of the small chiefs. The orcs' fighting style has always been like this, that is, just rush in recklessly and it's over.

"Human warriors are indeed inferior to us in terms of individual combat power, but they have priests who can heal wounds and spellcasters who control mysterious powers. They are not that easy to deal with!"

Orgrim felt somewhat helpless. It was really tiring to fight with a group of reckless men. He missed Durotan who was as wise as him. Perhaps he was the only one who could understand him!

"And humans can make gunpowder. If we push them too far and blow up the bridge, won't we still be unable to advance northwards via land?"

The little chiefs recalled the scene of the human fleet bombarding Storm Dock. The power of the gunpowder was indeed so great that it could shake the sky and crack the earth. They all shut their mouths for a moment.

"It is inevitable that we will capture the checkpoints ahead. Whether we go by land or sea, we cannot allow a human army to stay behind us!"

In order for the next plan to proceed smoothly, Orgrim must let these chiefs figure it out to reduce resistance! Although the Blackrock Clan is the most powerful one, conquering the entire continent still depends on the strength of the entire tribe.

"We will continue the siege tomorrow. Saurfang and Fenris, you two will each lead 10,000 orc warriors to attack!"

Orgrim began to assign tasks.

"Zuluhed, you lead your Dragon Roar Clan to the east and occupy a dwarf fortress over there! Then, speed up your progress, I need more power! Do you understand?"

"Yes, Chief!"

Zuluhed is the chief of the Dragon Roar Clan and one of his lieutenants as the great chief. He also has another identity. He is a shaman, the only shaman still walking with the tribe!

The dwarf fortress in the east is the old capital of the Wildhammer dwarves: Grim Batol!

Orgrim planned to use Grim Batol as an important logistics base. The food looted from Stormwind Kingdom and the ore collected from the dwarven excavations and mines would all be placed in this logistics base.

It was also because of Grim Batol's intelligence that Orgrim knew that the races in this world were not united. A dwarf tribe called the Dark Iron revealed the location of Grim Batol to them, and a group of green creatures calling themselves goblins also came to them, willing to provide ships for the tribe!

This is all good news.

Orgrim was overjoyed.

I heard that there is an enemy of mankind in the north, a race called trolls, and I need allies, a lot of allies.

"Jubithus, how is the negotiation going with the goblins? What kind of help can they provide us?"

Blackrock Swordmaster Jubisis stepped forward and reported to Orgrimmar: "Great Chieftain, they claim that as long as we can provide gold coins, they will provide us with any service!"

"Including providing food? Or helping us cross the north?" Orgrimmar recalled the many small golden metal plates that the orc warriors looted from Stormwind City, and guessed that this was the trade currency circulating in this world.

"Yes, Great Chief, that's what they promised." Jubilee replied respectfully.

"Then, give them gold coins and let them help our laborers build ships!" The metal circles were made of soft metal and could not be used to make weapons. The orcs did not need gold coins, but could use them to exchange for the opportunity to cross the sea. With a wave of his hand, Orgrim agreed to the deal.

Garen didn't know that Orgrim had already made double preparations, but in any case, it had little impact on the defense of Arathi Highlands.

The orcs crossed the sea. The Faldir Bay in Stromgarde was too narrow and unsuitable for a large-scale landing. The only suitable place was along the Palatine Bay. The defense of Southshore Town was under the responsibility of Lothar.

However, Garen also received bad news: In order to repay Garen for sending the Knights to rescue the high elves at the Altar of Zul, Kael'thas specifically requested Grand Marshal Lothar to let General Sylvanas lead 5,000 wanderers to support the defense line of the Thandor Bridge!

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