While the Allied Forces were wiping out the remaining Orc troops in Loch Modan, Kilrogg fled with his personal guard and had already entered the desolate, ravaged Badlands.
The old Orc who believed in fate had thrown all the Horde's arrangements in the south into disarray!
If Orgrim learned of this in the Underworld, he would probably fly into a towering rage and contribute a great deal of anima to its Reapers.
Only the Horde's army marching north had been defeated. More troops could still be organized in the rear to stage a comeback.
Back on Draenor itself, there were several powerful Orc clans.
Those Great Clans contained many Fel Orcs who had drunk excessive amounts of demon blood.
Fel Orcs were formidable fighters, but they disobeyed orders on the battlefield, making them expendables sent out never to return.
Still, they remained useful, disposable war machines.
Mobilizing large numbers of ordinary Orcs as well would allow strong and weak troops to fight in combination.
The Fel Orcs would charge into enemy lines and open a breach, while the Orcs Infantry followed and spread across the battlefield.
The Orcs had enormous potential for war!
But Kilrogg did not care about any of that.
Since he could not defeat the enemy, he would retreat somewhere safer in the rear.
The Orcs in Loch Modan and the Badlands would serve as cannon fodder to delay the enemy.
His goal was to reach Blackrock Spire, explain the current situation to the Blackrock Orcs, and urge them to fight to the death.
The Blackrock Orcs, who excelled at fighting in hot regions, could hold their ground using Blackrock Spire's superb terrain.
That hellishly hot region had a very good chance of stopping the enemy.
As Kilrogg staked everything on Blackrock Spire, he knew nothing of