While the Alliance was preparing for war, the Horde did not stop its expansion.
Gul'dan fell into a deep sleep due to the violent shock caused by Medivh's death when he was mentally connected to the Soul of Sargeras in Medivh's body.
When Orgrim besieged Ironforge, the orc warlock finally came to his senses.
When Gul'dan found out that all his men had been eliminated, Gul'dan chose to surrender to the young warchief Orgrim and made many useful suggestions.
The two most critical ones are to continue marching north and recruit more ogres to join the tribe.
Discovering that Orgrim showed signs of a deadly fight with the dwarves, Gul'dan convinced the warchief with his sincere and sincere words.
After discussing with his generals, Orgrim decided to continue the siege of Ironforge. The main force went north to break through the gate, with the Dragonmaw clan as the vanguard, and planted the tribe's battle flag on the wetland.
The arrival of the ogre army not only alleviated the potential dangers in Draenor's rear, but also strengthened the tribe's military strength. While Orgrim was satisfied with Gul'dan's reformation, Cho'gall had already established a spiritual connection with his old master.
"Master Gul'dan, while you were sleeping, the Shadow Council suffered a major blow. Orgrim eliminated your power in the Shadowmoon Clan, and Ner'zhul stood aside."
"It doesn't matter, Gurgar. Since I am the Shadow Council, Orgrim's biggest mistake was not to kill me. But I have to admit that Orgrim did much better than that idiot Blackhand. I think about it seriously. Later, we found it would be helpful to our cause to provide him with some assistance."
"Master Gul'dan, what should we do next?"
"We are temporarily integrated with Orgrim's tribe. We will first help the orcs defeat the enemies on the way forward. We have plenty of time to find clues to the great master."
"Yes, Master Gul'dan, you made a wise decision."
After cutting off the spiritual communication with Gul'dan, Cho'gall's two heads began to argue.
"Why surrender to Gul'dan, now he is alone."
(Because orcs are far more powerful than ogres.)
"Get rid of Gul'dan, and we can find the real master!"
(Without Gul'dan, we have no status in the Horde, and Orgrim doesn't trust us.
"We ogres are the real masters of Draenor!"
(Come on, now we are just wretches living on their last legs, and the orcs can crush us all to death if they want!
"One day they will regret it. Ogres are better suited to bear the power of their masters than orcs."
(We need to prove ourselves to the real master first.
Gul'dan didn't know that his "loyal" subordinates had evil intentions for a long time, but after the Horde army attacked Menethil Port several times to no avail, this wise man among the orcs discovered a serious problem.
"Orgrim, the great chief of the tribe, how do you plan to cross the strait and attack Lordaeron in the north? Humanity has made complete preparations on the other side of the strait. At that damn place at Saldor Bridge, our numerical advantage It's meaningless." Gul'dan deliberately angered Orgrim.
"Then what good idea do you have." Orgrim became more and more calm after more than a year of fighting, and was unmoved by Gul'dan's cynicism.
"Building ships, we can cross the human defense line from the sea and directly attack their hinterland." Gul'dan expressed his thoughts.
"Let me think about it." Orgrim thought this was a feasible approach.
When the Horde failed to attack the Sardo Bridge, Orgrim finally remembered Gul'dan's proposal.
"I have to say that my chief, the wise and wise Orgrim, killed my warlocks, which was a huge loss to the tribe. If they were still there, it would be no difficulty to break through the bridge guarded by humans and dwarves." Gu Erdan smiled heartily.
"Then you turn me into the next puppet?" Orgrim sneered in disdain.
"It's meaningless to say this now. I have a special formula in my hand. The black potion can glue the wood together tightly, allowing us to build enough ships as quickly as possible. At the same time, I suggest using Useless gold and jewels to bribe pirates and outlaws among humans. In this way, in four to six months, we will have enough power to land across the sea." Gul'dan's motives may be bad, but his opinions are very pertinent. .
"This matter is left to you. You can use half of the loot captured after breaking through Stormwind City. But if your work does not show corresponding value, then punishment will be inevitable." Orgrim enjoyed it very much. The feeling of commanding Gul'dan.
"Of course, my chief, everything is for the Horde." Gul'dan walked backwards and left Orgrim's camp.
While the orcs were actively preparing, the Dragonmaw clan was busy nervously at an excavation site in the Grim Batol area.
Where the orcs cannot observe, Nefarian follows the orders of his father Neltharion to protect the orc Dragonmaw clan. After using magic to confuse the third Wildhammer dwarf patrol, Nefarian finally realized something was wrong and couldn't help laughing maniacally.
"Chromie, do you dare to come out and fight with me? Put away your boring little tricks. The great Black Dragon King is watching all this and wants to destroy Neltharion's plan, first to get past me, Nefarian. Shut it down!" Nefarian was sincerely happy, finally making Chromie deflate, even though there was the shadow of his father behind him.
As for Chromie, he just conducted a small trial, and even if he failed, it would be nothing. He is just a small bronze dragon, but the opponent is the guardian of the earth, the black dragon king Neltharion. He is not a heavyweight opponent, so there is no shame in running away.
Chromie took out a small black notebook, turned to the page of Nefarian, wrote down the sentence "The villain will be rampant when he succeeds", and ran away before Neltharion noticed him.
After getting away from the attention of the Black Dragon King Neltharion, Chromie cast a spell to a high mountain on the side of the Gnomeregan surface complex, took out a small wine flask and drank.
Dwarves are Chromie's favorite race. They are enthusiastic, lively, friendly, intelligent, love life, and love peace.
So Chromie's most common incarnation is the dwarf.
But for the impending disaster, Chromie had searched for a solution in countless timelines, but found nothing. No matter what you do, the disaster will happen in advance or expand in scale. The key node to resolve the disaster could never be found. Chromie, who had witnessed this disaster countless times, did not even dare to rescue the fleeing dwarfs in the main time and space, because he was afraid that things would get worse.
At 11:42, a huge explosion came as promised. The dwarfs exposed to radiation screamed crazily. All emergency exits were opened. Warning lights and sirens rang through the night sky. The most disastrous disaster in the history of the dwarfs occurred.
"Here's a drink to all the friends I've never met." Chromie turned the spout of the wine bottle downward, and the biting night wind blew the wine away. He didn't know whether the corners of Chromie's eyes were tears or splashes of hops.
No matter how many times you do it, you will still feel heartache. It is really difficult to change the future.
