Chapter 1924 The Tribe Collapsed (Part 2)

"Asshole! The tribe's territory is being invaded, and they actually fled without fighting. Are they still great tribe warriors?" Brainless roared and lost his temper.

In a sense, he was right, adult female orcs were also brave warriors.

Back then, Sal's mother Draka was also very good at fighting.

"But Chief, my brothers have all checked. Those are women who are pregnant or breastfeeding, children under ten years old, and the elderly!"

Brainless roar was speechless for a moment.

According to tribal tradition, these people are not allowed to go to the battlefield, otherwise it will be blasphemy against their ancestors.

But can he say no?

"Great Chief, many people are from our Warsong clan." A guard said secretly.

Garrosh was extremely heartbroken. He raised his arms and finally slowly lowered them: "Let them enter Durotar, but they are not allowed to enter Orgrimmar."

In fact, this is a bit redundant. Everyone knows that Orgrimmar is out of food. The key is to be able to enter Durotar. A river of rage separates Durotar from the Barrens. The Raging River Basin formed west of Durotar after the Cataclysm is extremely rich in resources.

The river washed a large amount of fertile soil down from the upper reaches and deposited it in the basin. The plants here have become lush, which has indirectly led to an increase in the number of wild animals and magical beasts.

Just the influx of refugees has undoubtedly destroyed the ecological chain here, and all animals, big or small, have been annihilated.

The refugees are going crazy with hunger, but no matter what the ecological chain is, they are about to starve to death, so they must first kill the animals here and eat them.

However, the collapse of the Horde continued, and in just three days, Desolace, Feralas, and Stonetalon Mountains fell. There is no danger in Thunder Bluff. If the Alliance is willing, it can completely destroy Thunder Bluff.

Thunder Bluff, which had extremely excellent defense in the primitive cold weapon era, was nothing more than a large target in the eyes of the Alliance air fleet.

The only reason for the fleet not to fire was that the alliance's top brass issued an order prohibiting bombardment.

For the first time, without artillery support, the Alliance sent out airborne troops to fight against the tauren under Magatha*'s Grimtotem.

With the Knights of the Silver Hand headed by Gavin Rad, coupled with the flying Sin'dorei ranger troops supported by the wind element, and Kurdran's gryphon troops, Thunder Bluff completely fell in just half a day. Even the tauren hiding in the big pillars in Thunder Bluff were not immune.

Magatha barely escaped death by relying on the portal opened by the Sun King.

Brainless Roar finally became angry and ordered the troops in the Great Rift Valley of the Barrens to defend the former Twilight Fortress. At the same time, he made a decision to have the Sun King launch a second round of destructive attacks.

"I don't care what you do, blow up Naxxramas for me! I know that thing must be on the way to Kalimdor." Brainless roared and gave the inhumane order.

Anastrian almost wanted to slap his staff on Garrosh's ugly face.

Is the alliance's fortress so easy to explode?

The painful lesson from the last time has proven that teleporting directly is not possible. Even if he is a demigod, he cannot handle it. Now that the Alliance is on tight defense, sending a cannon fodder in with [Focusing Iris] will only waste a precious magic bomb.

As a last resort, the Sun King gritted his teeth and secretly infiltrated himself.

There is no way, he is no longer the king, not even the leader of any organization. He was just a traitor who once betrayed the tribe.

Even if he doesn't want to go, Garrosh will force him to 'prove his loyalty to the Horde'.

Garrosh guessed correctly, Naxxramas was indeed heading from the Blasted Land to Kalimdor. We are almost at the center of the endless sea.

The remaining will of Ner'zhul was consumed by the Emerald Dream, and most of the power of the Crystal Skull was wiped out. Anastrian is no longer a demigod, and now his strength has returned to the sun. As a price, he no longer has to suffer the mental torture of the Crystal Skull.

He wants to prove to the world that the Sun King is still powerful.

Under such dire circumstances, Garrosh failed to fulfill his promise to help him regain the new Undercity. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t do it.

Knowing that there might be no good end for helping such a stupid chief, the desire for power in his heart has only grown since he was deprived of the Sunreaver surname.

He was once a king, and he could not accept that he would disappear from the world stage in obscurity.

Perhaps this is his last ditch effort.

Naxxramas' defense is very tight. Flying in the air, there are still six formations of more than a hundred flying ships outside, guarding the aerial fortress from top to bottom, left, right, front and back, from six directions.

This is not a problem for a Xiri Archmage.

There was no moon in the dark night. Under the cover of night, he rode a skeletal griffon and easily approached the sky above Naxxramas. Wrapping himself in a black mist, he followed the wind and used the [Feather Falling Technique] to slowly float to the huge fortress.

Without any difficulty he entered the fortress through a small porthole that opened.

Normal people can't get in.

He is a lich.

Driven by the power of darkness, he can separate each of his bones, suspend them in mid-air, float them into the fortress piece by piece, and then put them back together again.

The fortress was brightly lit and people were coming and going, which was not a problem for Anastrian. He was very condescending to hide in boxes after boxes and let the logistics staff transport them in.

Without any effort, he read the thoughts of mortals and knew which box was sent to the core area of ​​the fortress.

However, he soon realized something was wrong.

Not only was the surrounding area too quiet, but three extremely powerful element wave owners suddenly appeared.

Xiri?

No! There are even demigods!

"Anastrian, don't you want to know where you are exposed?"

The Sun King was suddenly startled. How could he forget this voice?

It was he who, with his condescending victor's tone, deprived him of his surname of Sun Reaver!

The voice of Kael'thas Sunstrider!

It’s over!

The Sun King tried it and found to his surprise that the entire space was imprisoned.

As a last resort, he slowly walked out of the box and rearranged his shrunken bones according to the distribution of human bones.

In the empty hall, three mages, Jaina, Khadgar, and Kael'thas, stood impressively.

This lineup is really gorgeous.

"Haha, how did you find out?" The Sun King deliberately used a joking tone.

"What do you think?" A charming voice that was familiar to Anastrian sounded behind him.

His soul almost collapsed instantly.

How could he not recognize this voice?

The Eredar Twins!

It was when he cooperated with them that he betrayed Azeroth for the first time.