The Warsong Clan executed a sweeping strategic maneuver at Danshui Town.
Saurfang and Chieftain Grom each led part of the army away in opposite directions.
Three days later, the Warsong Orcs reached Gravebell Town, only fifteen kilometers from Internment Camps Three.
It was early winter, and the sky was gloomy. The dark clouds that had gathered that morning finally stirred.
A light drizzle fell from the sky. Half an hour later, snowflakes began drifting down.
The Warsong Clan's army camped in an uninhabited hollow behind the hills. From there, they could look up and see the heights of the Hillsbrad Foothills and the snow-covered peaks of the Alterac Range.
Tradition forbade lighting fires on the march. But the weather was simply too cold, and the ground was wet and freezing. In less than half a day, a thick layer of snow had accumulated over the meadow.
The snow fell harder and harder.
Although the clan had plundered many farming households in the surrounding towns and villages, Grom forbade the orcs from stripping human civilians of all their supplies.
Because of the orc uprising, more than half of Southshore's civilians had fled to escape the fighting. Those who remained were poor farmers who had little to begin with.
Winter had arrived. Without winter clothing and enough food for the soldiers, women, and children, they would freeze to death even if the human army never attacked.
Southern Lordaeron had a monsoon climate. Cold currents from the northern continent would engulf Southshore in winter. That was also why the peaks of the Alterac Mountains remained snow-covered all year despite their relatively modest elevation.
Grom handed his leather coat to a child shivering from the cold, then gave him his own dinner: a roasted sweet potato.
The orc child hesitated for a moment, but