Giselda studied the map before her in thought. She still could not be certain whether allies existed in this utterly unfamiliar world, but according to the map Lord Gul'dan had left, this was indeed the direction in which they were to advance.
Lord Gul'dan was currently in mental contact with a wizard named Medivh, and no one dared disturb him. Gul'dan was terrifying when enraged, immense shadow power surging out and striking directly at the mind. Even now, Giselda trembled a little at the memory.
Putting those unnecessary thoughts aside, Giselda had to decide the army's route herself. She silently resolved, Lord Gul'dan's will must be carried out.
"Chieftain Blackhand, at any cost, follow Lord Gul'dan's wishes and charge straight into Dawn Forest west of Deadwind Pass. Wipe out those small, cowardly creatures."
Warchief Blackhand raised his weapon, his muscles knotted and his eyes filled with worship. "By Lord Gul'dan's will, we shall be invincible! For-the-Horde!!"
A trace of contempt flashed through Giselda's eyes. She disliked this Warchief because he was merely a puppet of the Shadow Council. As a member of the Shadow Council herself, she did not need the Warchief's permission for anything she wanted to do, but for the sake of the bigger picture, she offered a token response. "For-the-Horde!!"
The highly stirring words won the agreement of every orc present. "For-the-Horde!!"
Northgrin said, "For-the-Horde!!"
"For-the-Horde!!"
"For-the-Horde!!"
While Lothar led his squad in a surprise attack on Karazhan, the human troops holding Deadwind Pass suffered defeat after defeat. In the end, they had no choice but to fall back to White Dove Town, a small town in western Dawn Forest. Rich in produce, it was a grain-producing area of the Kingdom of Stormwind, with endless farms and forests. Like many small towns, it sent tribute to