Titan Dawn

The Tatar tribe is preparing for the aftermath. . .

Orgrim has begun to systematically disperse the various clans of the tribe, he is very aware that the tribe is about to fail, the door of darkness is closed, and they have nowhere to run.

秘密 After secretly contacting the alliance, he settled his blackstone clan in the blackstone tower of the Burning Plains, which is the acceptable bottom line of the alliance. Of course, Orgrim paid a small price for this. The Titan Lord asked for the allegiance of a clan in exchange.

Simply put, you Orgrim wants several clans to take refuge in the Burning Plains, then you will give me as many clans of the same size.

In the end, Hu Feng got a taunting clan that was smaller than the Blackstone clan. The taunting clan's centripetal force to the tribe was not very high. Their patriarch was a man-eating magician named Mogu. The hometown was the same It was in Frostfire Ridge that the Frostwolf clan occupied most of the area, while the Laughing Skull clan lived in a small area in the east of Frostfire Ridge.

Orgrim threw the mocking clan to Hu Feng in the thought of removing the burden.

The orcs who mock the Skull Clan are wearing a mask made of white animal bones, and painted various patterns with red dye or blood. The shape of the mouth of the mask is a bit like a mockery, and the eyes are also lined up. The enemy was very impressed to see a group of masked orcs with the same mocking expression on the battlefield, which is also the origin of the name of the mocking skull clan.

Orgrim was standing upstream of a river in the Alterac Mountains, which flowed down the river to Hillsbrad Foothills. He put a sturdy rattan basket in the river, the only son of his best friend Durotan.

Orgrim didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't know whether humans would let the orc baby pass. Although the Alliance has promised to help the captured orcs fight for a better situation based on the situation, who knows if this is a perfunctory alliance. The loser is not eligible to make a request, Orgrim knows it very well.

"May the ancestors bless you, Goyle. May you grow strong and meet your father again one day." Orgrim muttered to himself, looking at the drifting basket with sadness. .

The Clan Dragonmaw clan secretly returned to the wetland area with the dragon eggs, but was still found by the Ranger Scouts of the High Elves.

Orgrim had no choice but to pay another small clan Thunder Blade clan to Hu Feng as a sealing fee.

All the remaining clans are unwilling to run away, and have stated that they will stay at Alterac and make a final battle with humans. Orgrim was not a coward himself, and his patience reached the limit after sending away these clans.

那么 "So, let's go, the tribe will prove their glory here!"

Lordaeron finally started the attack, and he was expected to play the striker. It was another row of steel stars.

Orc warriors of the Tatar tribe call the Iron Star suicide wheels, and now these suicide wheels are spraying flames on both sides, rolling towards them like rollers. The orcs are brave, but no matter how brave they are, they are only flesh and blood. In front of this steel and gunpowder, they are powerless. The Horde's line of defense is rapidly collapsing.

A large group of orcs rushed out of the position suddenly, and they began to make a final charge towards the human army.

"The orcs will never be slaves!"

He is headed by Grum * Hellscream, with demonic blood flowing under his blood-red skin. Before launching the charge, he asked Orgrim to take care of the remaining orcs who did not drink the blood of the demons in the Warsong clan, and then led all the fallen Warsong orcs who drank the blood of the demons to launch a deadly charge towards humans.

They completely ignored the attacks of arrows and muskets, and they also ignored the steel star that was still firing. Grom finally rushed to the human position, and at this moment there were fewer than fifty people left.

The Patriarch of Warsongs raised his blood axe with his axe and raised a flurry of broken meat and broken limbs among the human soldiers.

The human front was a little confused, and was immediately put down by Uther and reorganized. Surround these orcs with less than fifty people.

"Give down your weapon, Grom! You and your people have proven your glory. Put down your weapon, you will not lose your life!" Uther shouted, as a noble paladin, he didn't want to see These warriors died under the siege of the army, even if they were orcs.

Grom laughed wildly, and he raised the blood roar in his hands.

"Warsong Clan !!! Listen to me, attack !!!"

"The orcs are never slaves !!!"

Orgrim clenched his fists and watched that the Warsong Orcs still standing in the encirclement were rapidly decreasing. He even wanted Grom to surrender and save these precious warriors for the tribe. But he didn't do it because it was Grom * Hellscream, and the name says it all.

Grom felt that he had no energy to clenched his fist, and the blood roar in his hand fell to the ground with a sound. His red body was pierced by at least ten spears and blood flowed. His eyes began to blur for a while.

The puppet soldiers separated in tide, and Uther went to Grom's face, looked at him, and then performed a serious salute.

"Although you are an orc and an enemy of humanity, I still want to pay tribute to you, warrior."

Grom grinned hard and grinned ~ www.readwn.com ~ Blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Tribe ... Keke ... will not die ... Frostwolf Clan ... Durotan ... Hehe ... He will let ... let the tribe's flag fly ..."

His body fell to the ground, setting off a dust.

Uther was silent for a while, and waved his hand: "Bury him and his people, the warrior should not be a mob wilderness."

After five days.

As Alterac City breaks, Orgrim leads the Horde to death.

Kargath the Bladebreaker Clan * blade fist died.

Beacon of the Fireblade clan, Swordmaster Nierru * Fireblade died.

The chief of the Tatar tribe, Orgrim, was desperately stopped by the rest of the small clan chiefs and eventually captured.

At this point, all the old tribes surrendered.

Zul'jin led the remaining trolls and fled again.

The Northern Human Kingdom, led by Lordaeron, will build huge shelters in Hillsbrad Foothills and Alterac, where all orc captives will be detained and sold as slaves. As long as you have the money, you can buy a few strong orc slaves to go home to help you cultivate and work. The aristocracy is buying the orcs, forcing them to become gladiators, putting them to death in the arena, or fighting all kinds of beasts.

By the river in Hillsbrad Foothills.

Two human servants took a basket from the river and presented it to a magnificent aristocrat behind him as a gift.

"Master Blackmore, look! An orc cub! Still a rare green skin!"

Black Moore nodded with satisfaction, he decided to take this orc baby back to train it, and become a qualified leader in the future, to achieve that hidden goal for him!