In the dark swamp in early spring, the temperature in Orgrim's heart as he returned to Azeroth from Draenor was far lower than the muddy water with icy debris.
The Horde wins consecutive battles in Draenor.
In the Nagrand Prairie, the Goria Empire has shrunk across the board, with the intention of clinging to High Hammer Castle.
The Spiers of Arak, the arakkoa empire had abandoned its southern coastline, Tanaan Jungle, and the arakkoa offensive had weakened.
The tiger-man, leopard-man and wild boar man could only survive under the weapons of the tribe. Gronn and the primitive thorn beast were driven into the worthless wasteland.
While Orgrim was delighted with the achievements of his compatriots, he could not help but feel sad.
The plan to invade Azeroth basically failed.
It's not that Orgrim can't accept defeat, but the environment in Draenor is deteriorating day by day, and all the victories in his hometown are nothing but fleeting smoke.
It is the consensus of all clans that new habitats must be found for the orcs.
But at the critical juncture of Draenor's war crimes, no one had the energy to support Orgrim on a large scale.
The reinforcements that were scraped together from here and there could not play a fundamental role in the Horde's failure in Azeroth.
Orgrim turned his head and glanced at the Dark Portal behind him, and sighed secretly, fearing that the eight-year war of resistance was about to begin.
Although my heart is gloomy, it is better to have reinforcements than no reinforcements.
For the orcs who are used to the harsh living environment of Draenor, the Dark Swamp is just a troublesome place.
That's right, what is a restricted area of life for humans is nothing more than a hunting ground with inconvenient transportation for orcs.
Hey, I’m so angry.
Crocodile meat, which is difficult for humans to swallow, is delicious to orcs.
There are swamp creatures that humans cannot fight against, and the orcs are worthy of being chased by two people alone.
A swamp and mire that is enough to swallow humans, orcs can struggle to climb out as long as they have a stick in their hands.
It was the selfless gift of Dark Swamp that gave the remaining tribe soldiers the motivation to continue fighting.
There have been tribes that have been defeated and returned to the dark swamp one after another.
Those orcs who returned from the mountains, plus the orcs who were originally stationed at the Dark Portal, plus the reinforcements that came back to Draenor, Orgrim had more than 50,000 people on hand.
But the 50,000 orcs now are nowhere compared to the original.
All members of the orc race are soldiers, except for the elderly and children. Which clan does not use male orcs as livestock and female orcs as men? But with the great rout of the Burning Steppes, the tribes now huddled in the dark swamp have a big problem with their gender ratio.
There are too many orcs trying to be heroic. Among the current warriors, including the reinforcements from Dranora, the male to female ratio is only three to seven.
There are more women than men, so damn it if you don’t have the strength to fight.
But what can Orgrim do?
The army was defeated like a mountain.
The dark swamp that had trapped the extremely powerful tribe had now become the orcs' talisman. This was a black joke, too cold.
The strong orcs have begun to explore the seaside side of the Dark Swamp, trying to relieve food pressure by fishing.
The orcs were not yet desperate, but Orgrim had to consider the worst outcome.
The ignorant are fearless, and Orgrim only felt fear because he knew what kind of enemy he was facing.
There is a somewhat absurd feeling that it seems that it was himself and the tribe he led that cultivated the monster Alliance for the orcs.
The orcs are obviously stronger and the orcs are more united, why? Why are the orcs the losers?
Every time he reflected on this issue, Orgrim's hatred for Gul'dan grew stronger.
Spring, the season of gestation of life, the hot and humid days of the dark swamp and the cold nights cannot stop the orcs' desire to continue their offspring.
Most of the supplies looted from the human world in previous wars were sent back to Draenor, but even a small part was enough for Orgrim to continue the war.
But it was time to contemplate defeat.
Comparing his feelings with his own, Orgrim believed that if he could break out back then, there was no reason why the Alliance couldn't break in.
Therefore, taking the initiative to attack is no longer the best option. The idea of layer-by-layer defense, blocking the tired enemy, and taking everyone back if you can defend it, has become the core of Orgrim's thinking.
Relying on Stonard Fortress, the humans were restricted to the periphery of the Dark Swamp, and they persisted until the orcs achieved a complete victory in Draenor, and until the Horde once again launched an all-out attack.
This is the best choice.
If humans become complacent, relax the blockade of the Dark Swamp, and try to block the orcs in the dark swamp with a solid line of defense, thinking that the orcs will be dragged to death, this is the second best situation.
At that time, Orgrim would be able to catch humans by surprise, and the worst-case scenario would be to share the world equally with humans across the Palatine Gulf.
The worst-case scenario is that the Alliance refuses to fight and even plans to counterattack Draenor.
Although Orgrim thinks this possibility is unlikely, a good strategist, a competent commander, and a responsible chief must consider these things.
Send the newborn back to Draenor, reinforce the fortress, prepare an ambush plan in advance, and gather the scattered people.
Instead, the embarrassed orcs once again united around the warchief, giving Orgrim the illusion that his military strength was available.
But as time passes, the news from the scouts becomes more and more unfavorable. The Alliance has once again increased its troops. Orgrim is about to face not only his old enemy Turalyon, but also more troublesome guys.
Not only veterans like Carlos learned the Orc language during the war, the Orc scouts also learned heraldry from the Alliance flag.
The Alterac army and the Knights of the Silver Hand also arrived.
A large number of human troops are gathering towards the outskirts of the Dark Swamp. Red Blackhand of Blackstone Mountain sits back and watches the Alliance increase its troops without doing anything.
The shadow area in Orgrim's heart is increasing at a geometric speed.
In the most helpless move, Orgrim. Ruin asked Ner'zhul for help.
If nothing else can be done, the warchief of the Horde needs the power to destroy the Dark Portal.
In other words, it requires the power of a warlock.
Prepare for the worst with the most optimistic spirit.
The situation in front of them is not desperate yet. The Blackstone Clan experienced even more desperate scenes when they resisted the enslavement of Golia ogres.
So after weighing the pros and cons in his heart, Orgrim decided to go and see for himself the reality of the alliance.
Fortunately, the Burning Blade Clan has always stood by Orgrim's side and has always fulfilled its oath of allegiance to the warchief.
Under the protection of the Juggernauts, Orgrim crossed the barrier of the mountain cliffs, emerged from the alliance's blind spot, and observed the alliance army formation at close range from the weakly defended side and rear.
"What are they doing? Those iron lumps look neither like artillery, nor trebuchets, nor armor."
Although he was curious about what a group of dwarfs were messing around with under the protection of Alliance soldiers, Orgrim had more important things. He needed to find out the number of Alliance troops. If he could burn the Alliance's supplies on the front line, Warehouses are even better.
As for the enemy's mindless behavior, Orgrim is unable to delve into it now.
Although the injury has healed and Ao Sledgehammer is a good man again, the scar left by Lothar on his armpit still hurts from time to time.
Orgrim himself also understood that this was probably a psychological trauma.
This psychological scar can only be healed with a brilliant victory.
"Chief, you can't get any closer, you'll be exposed."
The accompanying Juggernaut stopped Orgrim from subconsciously taking risks.
