Chapter 151 The Long-Awaited Debut (the Leader of the Ultimate Demon Plus More)

Great Chief Black Hand is very hard.

Quite simply, the Horde suffered a great deal from the frontal attack on Stormwind. Stormwind sits in a huge valley. There are only two exits from the valley, the seaport to the west, and the land route to the south.

Maritime affairs have never been the strong point of the orcs, and in order to capture Stormwind City as soon as possible and break down the resistance of humans, Black Hand gave up dividing his troops to attack the western wilderness. From Black Hand's point of view, it is a matter of minutes to take down Stormwind City guarded by weak humans. He never thought that he would be stuck on the outer city wall for a full week, and even lost more than 30,000 elite orcs.

This is just the outer city wall. According to the report of the scouts, Black Hand knows that there is a huge lake behind the outer city wall of Stormwind City, which is the real moat of Stormwind City. Behind that moat are the real walls of Stormwind.

That's not counting. The scouts saw from a distance that there were canals in the entire Stormwind City. The humans inside are fortifying the neighborhoods day and night.

Not only that, there seems to be a huge fortress in the northeast of Stormwind City. That is the center of the human royal city.

Black hands are big.

The orcs want to occupy the entire world. With the backup cut off, how can they fight if they lose too many troops here?

However, the scout's report made the hard-working black hand very excited.

For humans, the huge valley is a natural barrier.

For the orcs who have been climbing mountains and mountains all year round, no matter how steep the mountains are, they are not a problem. On the east side of Stormwind City, there is a relatively flat mountain road that can be detoured to the city wall of Stormwind City.

Although humans have also built tall city walls here, there is only one city wall instead of the three outer walls towards the south main entrance, plus the huge moat lake and inner wall inside.

If you attack from the east, you will be quite close to that huge fortress.

"Orgrim, you lead an assault team to attack over there. I will continue to feint from the front."

"clear."

The overjoyed chief didn't realize that his once extremely loyal adjutant had an extremely gloomy face at this moment.

Once upon a time, Blackhand and Orgrim were like brothers. Many years ago, when the members of the Blackrock clan were in danger of being exterminated by ogres, Blackhand, along with his lieutenant, Orgrim, launched a raid. On the eve of the battle, he helped Orgrim regain the legendary weapon [Doomhammer] from the lava pool, which made the warriors of the whole clan inexplicably excited, and won the battle in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that in the lava pool, his fist was blackened by the chaotic forces of nature and turned into rocks, hence the name Blackhand.

It can be said that Blackhand and Orgrim have a deadly friendship.

But their relationship was fractured because of Gul'dan. Because Orgrim has just received word that the guards he sent to escort the Durotan couple have betrayed him! That guy actually defected to the Shadow Council, and together with the Shadow Council's killer, killed Durotan and his wife.

Seeing the fangs of Durotan sent by his subordinates, Orgrim almost fell into madness, and couldn't wait to prepare for a duel [Mak'Gora] to challenge the leadership of the tribe against the black hand who had sheltered the Shadow Council.

But he held back!

It's not time yet, he not only wants to get rid of the evil Sanctuary Black Hand, he also wants to uproot Gul'dan's Shadow Council.

Fortunately, he found his chance. It was a coincidence that he actually ran into that weak half-orc female assassin Garona on the patrol road. He and his guards captured her. The stench of Gul'dan's curse on her body could be smelled by Orgrim several tents away.

Orgrim was almost ecstatic, knowing that as long as he continued to torture Garona, he would learn where Gul'dan and the Shadow Council's true home was.

time! What he lacks most is time.

Until that moment comes, he must endure.

Orgrim took command, and when his troops descended upon the walls of Stormwind near Stormwind Keep, all he saw were a handful of feeble human spearmen. Not to mention ballistas and trebuchets, not even his most hated javeliners.

"For the Horde!" Orgrim roared, and the orcs who followed him rushed towards the wall.

It is different from the outer walls of Stormwind that have been added and strengthened. This section of the city wall built in the direction of the cliff is more of a decoration. From the beginning of the construction, no one thought that there would be enemies who could cross the mountains and come here across the steep mountain walls.

Even if there are real enemies, the number will not be many. Moreover, the steep mountain wall is bound to be unable to carry heavy siege tools, and there are not many trees over there, so the city wall here is only more than five meters high.

For unarmed humans, this is already a natural moat.

It can be said that the builders of the year considered it very seriously.

No one would have thought that not only enemies came here, but also unreasonable orcs.

It doesn't matter if there is no ladder, the orc who rushed to the city wall first squatted down, crossed his fingers to form a nest, and pushed up with brute force against the big feet stretched out by his companion.

An orc weighing hundreds of catties 'flyed' up the five-meter-high city wall in this way.

The elite of Stormwind City have been taken to the main gate by Lothar. Not only Lothar, but also King Ryan and most of his guards are on the outer city wall. All the mages left in Stormwind City went with them.

The Tempest Fortress at this moment can be described as extremely empty.

Guarding in the fortress, there is only half of the imperial guards brigade, plus the miscellaneous combat power, the total is less than 500 people.

The city guards had already been defeated. However, with just 500 people, they had to face a full 3,000 elite orcs who were like wolves and tigers. Behind them are the queen, the young prince, and nearly a hundred family members of high-ranking nobles.

"For the king!" The imperial guards fought back desperately. They worked very hard, and the skillful combat skills they acquired through strict training made them not lose even when they were one-on-one with the elite orcs. Unfortunately, there are too few of them.

Strong orcs have countless opportunities to make mistakes, and relatively weak humans will be instantly killed if they miss one.

Blood flowed from the main entrance of Stormwind Keep to the Throne Hall. After the brutal fight, there were twisted and bloody corpses everywhere, brains splattered, torn into countless pieces or dead heads.

The imperial knights worked very hard, but they still couldn't stop the balance of victory from tipping over to the orcs.

In the throne room, Varian pulled out his short dagger and held it close to his mother. Behind them, those noble young masters and ladies have already let out timid exclamations.

In the distance outside Stormwind Fortress, a full four blocks away, is King Lane galloping back with his guards on horseback.

And the last barrier in front of the queen and the little prince, the heroic Sir Windsor, was knocked down by a red-skinned orc wielding a sledgehammer.

Despair is spreading uncontrollably.

Born at this time, Varian Wrynn saw the light... that was the brilliance of arcane magic!