Chapter 467

In this way, under the constant pursuit of the Alliance, Orgrim led the army all the way back to the Sador Bridge, abandoned all the victories left by the Horde in the Arathi Highlands, and finally retreated to the wetlands across the sea.

Such a decision proves that the tribe has admitted its defeat and that the war is just a waste of resources and human lives for them.

For Orgrim, this decision proved that he had made a wrong decision as Warchief, bringing his own people into the fire pit, and once the war was over, he might even lose his position as Warchief. .

But he has no regrets.

For him, the only task at present is to keep his subordinates alive, so that more orcs can leave Lordaeron alive.

Unfortunately, the Alliance did not show mercy to the orcs because of this.

Facing the retreating opponent, neither Lothar nor Ye Ting made an order to suspend the pursuit. This long-distance pursuit went from the Arathi Highlands all the way through the wetlands, and finally came to Khaz Modan.

In fact, Orgrim had his reasons for retreating to Khaz Modan.

Even if the tribe had to suffer more casualties in the process, he was willing to bear it.

Because in his heart, this war is not over yet.

Khaz Modan is the home of the dwarves, who had been formidable opponents when they tried to cross that area to this land before, but their mountains fell in the face of the Horde's power. Only Ironforge has been struggling to support it.

Doomhammer left Kilrogg Deadeye and his Blood Ring clan to stay in Khaz Modan to oversee the mining of the mines, the raw materials that were eventually used to replenish their weapons consumption while crafting their fleets.

If he can get there with his warriors and rendezvous with Kilrogg, he'll have an army once again—you know, the Blood Ring is the second largest clan on Draenor after Blackrock.

The blood ring clan is strong enough to turn around and defeat the Alliance forces that are chasing behind, so that the Horde can stop losses in time and recuperate.

This battle is bound to be very difficult, and the temporary recuperation will make him and their plans to conquer the entire continent continue to delay, but at least half of the Eastern Kingdom is in their hands, they can settle down first, and then wait for the situation to change.

It doesn't look that bad at all.

Soon, however, a piece of bad news plunged him into deep disappointment again.

"Human!" An orc scout came panting, kneeling wearily in front of his knees. "They're to the east of us!"

Doomhammer glared at him immediately.

"East? Are you sure?"

He believed that the scout would not lie, so the question was, how could the humans who had been chasing them all the way from Lordaeron in the northwest appear to the east of him?

Then he thought of the human and elven cavalry.

Compared with the Horde, the Alliance is obviously better at using this kind of high-mobility troops. The charge of the human cavalry can easily break through the defense line of the orc warriors on the battlefield, and the cavalry archers of the high elves have a very difficult harassment ability. suffered greatly in the war.

Apparently, if there were any human armies to circle east of them, it would only be cavalry.

The appearance of these cavalrymen immediately put them in a disadvantageous situation. If he was not careful, he would be attacked by two alliance armies, and he would completely lose the last chance for the tribe to escape, let alone win.

"How many people are there in that army?" he asked the scout who was gulping water.

"Hundreds, maybe more." The orc frowned for a while and finally said. "There are many people wearing heavy armor, yes, many of them have long ears with bows and arrows on their backs."

Doomhammer had a pained expression on his face - as expected, it was them.

He turned around, swinging the hammer vigorously to vent the resentment in his chest. Damn guy! They have both human heavy cavalry and elven cavalry archers, who can block their way in front, and their allies can take advantage of the opportunity to catch up from behind.

And the Horde is still days away from Khaz Modan.

Until now he has not seen a compatriot from the Blood Ring clan.

He has no choice. Doomhammer looked up into Saurfang's eyes beside him.

"Speed ​​up," he said to his adjutant. "Full speed ahead, no rest in the middle. We need to get to Khaz Modan, the sooner the better!"

Saurfang nodded, and hurried off to give orders to the other orcs.

Watching the soldiers leave, Doomhammer roared angrily.

Escape is more like failure, which is the ending he least wants to imagine now. But right now, he couldn't take the risk and go to war. He needs to find the Blood Ring clan first. Then, under a relatively equal condition, he could turn back to face the Alliance troops who were chasing them.

He swore that by that time, he would definitely make the Alliance feel the wrath of the Orcs. The number of Orcs who died at the hands of the Alliance along the way was increasing, and he would make the Alliance pay for it.

Chapter 0605 Kilrogg Dead Eye

Contrary to Orgrim's expectations, the Alliance cavalry did not catch up to Khaz Modan before the Horde felt them.

It seems like hungry wolves chasing after a powerful herd, they just force the prey to keep running forward through constant pursuit until the prey is exhausted, and then they kill the killer.

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Unfortunately, the current tribe is too weak, so Orgrim knows this, and has to follow the enemy's wishes, regardless of the exhaustion of the orcs, and continue to advance towards Khaz Modan.

Finally, before the entire team ran out of energy, the Horde arrived at Khaz Modan.

Orgrim could already see the orc scouts guarding the borders of the area.

"Welcome, Doomhammer!" shouted the scout, raising his axe facing Doomhammer in a salute as they approached. "The Blood Ring Clan welcomes you back to Khaz Modan!"

"I thank you for that," Doomhammer shouted in response, holding his black stone warhammer high so that the scout could easily recognize him from this distance. "Where are Kilrogg and the others?"

"We've found a suitable place to camp in the valley at the back," the sentry replied, jumping to a lower platform below to make conversation easier. "I'll run back and tell them you're coming."

Then, he looked up at the Doomhammer team from a distance, and Doomhammer knew that he was counting the number of warriors following him.

"Where are the people from other tribes?" the scout asked suspiciously.

"Dead, most of them are dead..." Doomhammer said bluntly, with a heavy tone.

As the scout's eyes widened in surprise, Doomhammer bared his fangs.

"Besides, there is now an Alliance army not far behind us. Tell Kilrogg to get his warriors ready for battle."

The scout seemed to have other questions he wanted to ask, but because of his status, he still didn't open his mouth.

He saluted again, then climbed the cliff and ran away from it.

Orgrim nodded in satisfaction at the scout's response.

At least they have the Blood Ring clan by their side as they prepare to fight back against the humans.

Kilrogg, the chieftain of the Blood Ring clan, is an extremely cunning warrior, although he is old, and still very strong, and his clan is also very cruel and warlike.

Combined with the strength of his current remaining forces and the blood ring clan, they can still outmaneuver the Alliance.

He believed that the Alliance would never have thought that they would be able to get reinforcements here, and the Alliance's commanders would definitely regret their previous laissez-faire.

However, when he actually met Kilrogg, Doomhammer received bad news he never expected.

"We can't fight them with all our strength."

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