Chapter 1959 The Final Madness

No orc knew that even the first time they were able to escape Orgrimmar was because of the Alliance's deliberate failure.

As long as the Alliance is willing, every Horde soldier can be turned into a flying trapeze on fire at any time, free falling from an altitude of 10,000 feet without a parachute.

"Report, the sniper fleet is asking for instructions. How to determine which warships are targets?" The people below asked for instructions.

"In one hour, there will be an elemental mark."

"clear."

Duke dismissed the people below and turned to look at another magic mirror, where the Eredar twins showed a flattering smile to his master.

Duke ignored it: "Are you all ready?"

"Yes, we are fully prepared."

"You won't miss it."

The twins answered confidently.

Failed, it doesn’t exist!

Nowadays, almost all the magicians in the tribe have warlocks as their core. Warlocks wanted to enslave demons, but every demon enslaved by each warlock was dealt with by the high-level void lords Eredar Twins.

Even if the warlock himself is not a traitor, every demon around him is a traitor. This kind of insider knowledge is simply ruthless.

Speaking of which, it is actually a sad story for a warlock to become the boss of a tribal wizard.

Because someone Du created the magic network and monopolized the four elemental realms, the tribal mage stopped working on the spot.

Originally unable to connect to the Magic Network, the tribe suffered a great loss among mages of the same level. Duke also arbitrarily cut off almost all the elemental channels leading to Orgrimmar, which was very uncomfortable.

Shamans also suffered the same fate.

Since ancient times, shamans have relied on communication with elemental creatures to make a living. Every totem is actually a ‘talisman of invitation’ to invite elements to come and help with work. Duke's tyrant-like monopoly behavior resulted in only a very small amount of free elemental creatures remaining.

Elemental creatures are arrogant, and most of them are simply incompetent. The shaman came into contact with 10,000 elemental creatures, perhaps 9,000 of which belonged directly to Duke, and among the remaining 1,000, there were 900 non-bird mortals.

That poor 1% still needs a group of shamans to share it.

If this fucked up situation doesn't improve, it will be a matter of time before tribal shamans become extinct.

The path to the elements is impassable, so one has to rely on evil ways to make a living, and sorcerers become the meat and potatoes.

Who would have known that Duke took advantage of both black and white, and that he was able to take advantage of the superior family and deprive the inferior family of others? Every warlock's demon is a traitor.

As a result, at the designated time, on each airship, there were demons under the warlock using shadow elements to draw marks.

In the elemental artillery mirror, the alliance's reconnaissance ship easily confirmed the target.

The Alliance fleet waited patiently for the Horde air fleet to leave Pandaria and reach the Endless Sea before launching an attack.

An unsuspecting night attack. This time it seemed that there was still heavy thunder but little rain. The Alliance fleet was firing wildly five thousand meters away. Except for the deliberate salute, most of the artillery silently aimed at the airship filled with ordinary tribal soldiers.

"Bang! Bang! Boom--"

The violent explosion shook the entire fleet. When Brainless Roar angrily asked the ironclad ship to hit it like last time, it blasted the Alliance fleet. This time, it was a true miss.

"Trash! They are all trash!" Brainless yelled, the pride and evil spirit in his body dominated him, and he could not accept such a defeat at all.

After dawn, what he couldn't accept even more was the loss of the fleet.

Many captains reported that the Alliance's artillery hit the ship's hull with great accuracy in the dark night, and most of them hit the ammunition depot directly. Most of the ships that were hit turned into fireballs in the air and were destroyed, leaving not even half a survivor.

It's not that there are professionals who don't have explosives in their mouths. They survive by relying on skills such as [Shield Wall]. But below is the vast sea, and in the sea is Vashj's aquatic army.

No matter what kind of super soldier you are, I can drag you to the bottom of the water and do whatever I want with you.

"Asshole! There must be a traitor among the great orthodox tribe! They despicably informed the fleet's location, allowing the shameless alliance to set up an accurate ambush circle."

This time, Nao Zuanhou's brain unexpectedly came to light, and he discovered the truth of the matter... one.

But what if the traitors are exposed?

Those demons are eager to enslave their warlocks to die. Even if they die together with the warlocks, without special means of imprisoning souls, those demons can perfectly roll back to the Twisting Void and be resurrected.

It's better than being a doormat here.

Brainless Roar became suspicious.

When approaching the continent of Kalimdor, on the sea a hundred kilometers southeast of Durotar, the Horde air fleet was ambushed again.

This time, the Alliance finally knocked down most of the Horde airships, and only less than 15,000 Horde warriors were able to return to Orgrimmar safely.

Jaina asked Duke, where did this 'degree' come from?

"Well, I can neither make Brainless Howl too strong nor make him too weak. If he alone returns to Orgrimmar alive, all the orcs will regard him as a deserter. To maintain his rule, he cannot fight Get rid of his most loyal Kor'kron Guards. Oh, leaving only the Guards is too fake, so I showed mercy and left him about ten ships of ordinary soldiers, ten ships of mantises and ten ships of mogu."

At the end, Duke added: "It was shot with a shotgun."

Jaina rolled her eyes: "Is that a waste with broken arms and legs?"

The brainless roar in history, in the last years of his rule in Orgrimmar, he carried the reign of terror to the extreme. If any orc dares to speak against him, a rogue will immediately tip off the enemy, and within three minutes, the Kor'kron Guards will be on their way.

The worst case scenario would be to beat the guy severely, to the worst case to put him to death.

In this life, under Duke's stimulation and the guidance of Y'Shaarj's power, the brainless roar became even more intense.

"For victory! Every tribal people must obtain the power of Y'Shaarj! The great orthodox tribe, under the blessing of the power of the ancient god Y'Shaarj, will surely become the master of this planet." In the Valley of the Kings, pull out With the heart of Y'Shaarj on display, Garrosh declared this to all the people of the Horde.

"No! Damn it! For the sake of my ancestors, I don't want to drink that black stuff. Wasn't the orcs miserable enough with the devil's blood back then?" The orc veteran who said this was beheaded by the guards on the spot.

The Kor'kron soldiers not only arrested any opponents, but also organized all the tribe members to queue up to drink the black water of Y'shaarj.

Garrosh, who had lost his mind, felt that this was too slow, so he ordered Y'Shaarj's heart to be placed in a huge cage and soaked directly in the Raging River opposite the west gate of Orgrimmar.

At this time, at least one million tribal refugees were living along the Nushui River Basin...