Chapter 405 The Conspiracy Appears

In fact, Orgrim, unwilling to fail, did another thing: he sent Zuluhed's dragon knights to raid the Sunwell.

Unfortunately, nothing came of it.

The battle for Quel'Thalas is over, hastily.

The invading trolls were all wiped out, except for a few chieftains who ran out with the wind force from the storm altar, there was not a single egg left, and even the troll chief Zujin was captured.

Quel'Thalas was even worse. Preliminary counts totaled more than 80,000 soldiers and 200,000 civilians killed in battle. One-third of the most cherished Yongge Forest was burned down. It was God who helped and changed the direction of the wind. Otherwise, it is still unknown what would happen.

On the alliance side, the human army under Duke just went on an armed march, and with the support of the demon spirits, they didn't fight the tribe at all. The Wildhammer dwarves had a fierce fight with the Red Dragon Knights of the Dragonmaw clan. Kurdran and his mount, Scarleigh, shocked everyone. The Wildhammer King killed 9 red dragons alone.

The northern sentry tower prepared by Duke did not come in handy.

As they withdrew from the borders of Quel'Thalas, the orcs split up.

Things also originated from the sun well.

"We can't get in at all!" Zuluhed complained to Orgrim. It seemed his annoyance outweighed his apology for his ineffectiveness: "Even a dragon can't do that."

Orgrim narrowed his eyes, and he listened intently.

Zuluhed emphatically, shaking his head vigorously: "I made my dragons breathe by making the last drop of saliva out of their mouths, and their flames are already covering the whole city. But so what? We are like Fools who are roasting a stone, no matter how fierce the fire is outside, they will never reach the inside. I tried to let them rush over, but their sharp claws were blocked by an invisible barrier."

"That's the Sunwell." Zuluhed's words were interrupted by Gul'dan: "It is the source of magic for the elves, providing them with endless energy. Fortunately, you didn't really break into it, otherwise the elves with the back of the Sunwell Can cast almost infinitely, throwing a thousand fireballs in your face."

Zuluhed's eyes widened.

Orgrim was lost in thought: It seems that I was right in not storming Silvermoon City. Even if the tribe gathers 100,000 people, it is not enough to capture Silvermoon City. It must be a fortress that can only be captured after the alliance is cleaned up and all efforts can be mobilized.

However, temporarily letting go of the tough bone of the elves does not mean that there is no need to deal with it in the future.

The endless large magic circles of elves made Orgrim, who can only slash and fight melee, very headache. Especially after knowing that there is a sun well further north of Silvermoon City.

To conquer this world, whether it is the Silvermoon City of the elves or the Sunwell, there is always a hurdle that cannot be avoided.

"Is there a way to destroy it or drain its energy? Or can we control it in turn? Or destroy their defenses with the Altar of Storms?" Orgrim asked Gul'dan three questions in a row.

There was a sly smile on Gul'dan's face: "I don't know, I would be willing to try, but I don't know how the sunwell will work. The Storm Altar is made of rune stones unique to elves. Their The energy originally came from the sunwell. I can try to connect to the source of its energy through them, send my mana there, and then destroy it or counter-control it. But the warchief... it will take time, a lot of time."

If it is really going to succeed, whether it is destruction or control, Orgrim thinks with his toes and knows which one Gul'dan will tend to choose.

Bottom line, Doomhammer didn't want Gul'dan to hold that power, but it was better to leave the power of the Sunwell to Gul'dan than to leave the power of the Sunwell to elves who wielded arcane magic beyond the imagination of the orcs.

After all, Gul'dan was an orc.

Obviously, if he was in a hurry to retreat, Gul'dan would not have enough time to do various researches.

Seeing Orgrim's vacillation, Gul'dan decided to add fire, and he bowed his head humbly.

"Dear Chief, we can't just leave like this. For the Altar of Storms, I actually have another plan, which will help the tribe speed up the pace of conquest. I insist that my clan and I stay here for a while It will be more beneficial to the Horde." Gul'dan bewitched Orgrim in a humble tone.

Orgrim frowned. He had always mistrusted this small, ugly and evil warlock. But the magicians of humans and high elves put too much pressure on the Horde, and he had to use Gul'dan. Without warlocks, the warriors of the tribe would only fall under those powerful magics tragically and helplessly like trolls.

And he had to admit that the two-headed ogre that Gul'dan created played a vital role in the battle of Quel'Thalas. It was the breakthrough of these strengthened ogres and Gorons that completely defeated the giant arcane guards of the elves.

According to the latest news, humans have created something that breathes fire. The mighty Grom* Hellscream can do nothing about it.

The two-headed ogre mage is different, they can charge against the flames while driving the [Ice Shield]. It is conceivable that without their help, the tribe would lose the breakthrough power to defeat the alliance's defense line.

After thinking over and over again, Orgrim finally nodded: "Do what you have to do."

Uneasy, he added to Gul'dan: "But don't delay too long, we need to concentrate our superior forces to quickly capture Lordaeron."

After the orcs entered the world of Azeroth through the Portal of Darkness, human beings showed extremely strong resilience after overcoming the shadow of initial incompatibility and repeated failures. All kinds of tactics and new weapons against the orcs emerged in an endless stream. If we still used the fierce attack method of the Blackhand Great Chief when he first came to this world, the orcs would be wiped out in a short time.

Humans are progressing, and the orcs must also progress.

In the northern continent that reaches the continent of the Eastern Kingdom, that is, the continent of Lordaeron. Orgrim found that what he had to do had changed a lot. He began to focus more on intelligence.

If there is enough information, the tribe will not foolishly attack one king city after another. Nor would they foolishly cross the entire continent to attack the farthest elf king city in order to increase the trolls as an ally.

The eight countries of the Alliance have only attacked one Stormwind City now, and they are going to attack one by one. When will they fight?

Orgrim decided to revise the Horde's plan and go straight to the crux - the royal city of Lordaeron.

"I won't delay too long." Gul'dan assured Orgrim, and said with a grin: "If it really doesn't work, I'll get another storm altar to strengthen the army and the army will come."