Speaking of ogres... the masters of these ogres, Gul'dan seems to have led the team away for a long time, why hasn't he returned yet?

Orgrim instinctively sensed something was wrong.

Chapter 0597 The Escaped Gul'dan

"Doomhammer!"

A loud roar attracted the attention of the orc chieftain.

He looked around, and one of his soldiers was pointing into the distance.

Are more cavalry coming?

He looked miserable.

The cavalry of the Alliance, especially the cavalry archers, proved to be a very difficult existence. Although humans are not as strong as orcs, with the strength of cavalry, they can still penetrate the formations of orcs that do not cooperate well.And the cavalry archers are the main culprits who disturbed the rear of the tribe and made the orcs in the Arathi Highlands have no time to take care of themselves.

However, looking in the direction of the finger, Orgrim found that it was not an army, but a cavalry in the area. Now, the Great Chief can finally breathe a sigh of relief, and the reinforcements of the human beings did not arrive so quickly. , the previous ones were just the vanguard.

As the black silhouette in the distance grew larger and larger, Orgrim finally recognized the person coming.

It was not an Alliance cavalry riding a warhorse, but one of his own—a wolf cavalry riding a Gundam Warg.

"Where did he come from?" Doomhammer was a little curious.

Although the Horde's wolf cavalry were either in the hands of the Black Hand brothers, or were killed by the enemy's kite in the battle that was trying to annihilate the cavalry archers, there were still some left, as guards and messengers among the various clans— —There were also quite a few wolf cavalry in the army sent to Gul'dan.

So, is he from Gul'dan or Arathi Highlands?

Soon, the wolf cavalry entered the ranks of the tribe.

An orc jumped off the saddle of the wolf's back, and the Doomhammer strode up, hanging the warhammer behind him.

"Where is the Doomhammer?" cried the wolf trooper. "I have something urgent to tell him."

"Here I am," replied Orgrim, and his warriors made way for him to pass. "what happened?"

The cavalry turned to face him, and Doomhammer suddenly remembered that he had seen the warrior.

He had been a wolf trooper of the Blackrock clan, a mighty warrior, chosen to join him in the expedition to the Hinterlands, and then into Alterac, where he was sent to pursue with Gul'dan this morning Union cavalry.

Vaduka, yes, that's his name.

"I've brought a message." Vaduka said loudly, a strange expression appeared on his broad face - Doomhammer saw anger, embarrassment, and seemed to be a little ashamed and even fearful.

"Tell me, then," Doomhammer replied, walking towards the Warg and Vaduka.

The orcs who were leaning nearby understood the warning, and stepped back to leave room for the two of them to talk alone.

"Gul'dan... that vile warlock!" said Vaduka.

He was a tall orc, as tall as Doomhammer, but he wasn't looking at Doomhammer.

"He escaped."

"What?" By now, Doomhammer understood why the wolf cavalry had a look of fear on his face. He felt his whole body's blood was boiling with anger, his hand was holding the warhammer tightly, and the wooden handle sounded protesting. sound.

"When? How?"

"Not long after I left the main force." Vaduka replied. "He plotted it all with the Twilight's Hammer and the Stormreavers. They say it was your order."

Now he looked up, his expression of fear replaced by anger.

"One of my comrades sensed something was wrong and questioned them. Gul'dan killed him with his wicked magic. I watched this happen! I wanted to chase, but I knew I had to tell you about it , so they immediately fled when they weren't paying attention."

Doomhammer nodded.

"You did the right thing."

He affirmed the action of the wolf cavalry.

"Since Gul'dan killed your companion who noticed the problem, he will kill you without hesitation, so that no one can bring back the news of his betrayal."

He gritted his teeth and roared.

"Damn! I knew he wasn't trustworthy! Now he's running off with my people!"

"We can catch up from now on," Vaduka suggested. "It's just this time, they can't go far, and the rough mountain roads of Alterac will block them."

Doomhammer nodded.

"That's right, but only if we have no other trouble." He slammed the hammer to the ground. "I don't know where he's going to escape, but I know we can't waste time chasing him, or the Union army will take the opportunity to kill us."

Doomhammer was in a bad mood, berating himself for his stupidity.

Because he wanted to win the war with humans too much, he ignored his own instincts and relaxed his vigilance against warlocks.

This intuition had warned him countless times that the warlock would only plan for himself.

Vaduka was still waiting for Doomhammer's orders, but they both turned to face an approaching orc.

It was Sabek, Doomhammer's young second-in-command of the Blackrock clan, who stopped not far away when he found his chieftain talking to someone else.

"What?" Orgrim asked.

"Something happened." Sabek said bluntly. "The mountain road is broken."

"What?" Doomhammer turned around and looked over the Warg in the direction of the Alterac Mountains. "What's going on?"

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