" Grom! Though Nicholas is gone, though Kael'thas is gone, we still have many more Orcs warriors! Azgalor is no match for Mannoroth, but we can certainly kill him! Orcs will never surrender!" Thrall summoned an elemental storm, sweeping away the dense swarm of Undead ahead, while simultaneously glancing towards the Alliance base:
Did Jaina and the Alliance of Humans fail? Otherwise, how could the Burning Legion have arrived here so quickly?
Is the Burning Legion really that powerful? They killed Mannoroth, and there's Azgalor, who's not much weaker than him! And there's the Doom Lord flying in the sky: Kaz'rogal!
These are two beings who are almost at the level of Demigod. Their power is too great. Every move they make is filled with intense Fel Fire, and their Shadow energy surges like a vast ocean. Most Orcs, Ogres, and Tauren warriors do not dare to approach them. A single swing can cause damage as devastating as a landslide. Even the most burly Tauren are nothing in front of them!
Although Wyvern have been tamed and Orcs warriors ride them to fight in the sky, the Doomguard can also fly!
Dozens or even hundreds of Doomguard, along with a large number of Gargoyle and five or six Frost Wyrm, sealed off the entire sky. The Wind Rider, riding Wyvern, was already the most valiant and skilled warrior in the Horde, but he still couldn't fight against the Doomguard, let alone those enormous Frost Wyrm.
They were completely suppressed!
The combined power of the four leaders was barely enough to contend with Azgalor, but they were no match for the Doom Lord in the sky.
"Thrall! I told you we should bring Broxigar and Varok! And those shaman prophets too! Broxigar and Varok are much stronger than Nicholas! With them, we can definitely kill Azgalor!"
Grom's eyes were bloodshot, Rage.
He wielded Gorehowl, but due to the disappearance of the Blood Pact, he no longer possessed the enhancement of demonic power. He was no longer a High-tier Legendary swordsman who was almost at the pinnacle of mortals, but just an ordinary Legendary swordsman.
He might be much stronger than those overrated Burning Blade Blademaster, even stronger than Kargath Bladefist, the Orcs ' most fearsome swordmaster with masochistic and sadistic tendencies, but he felt somewhat powerless when facing Pit Lord of Azgalor's caliber.
This is really... difficult to deal with!
I really miss the original power, even though it was tainted by evil and could drive people mad, it was also so captivating and unforgettable!
The feeling of having something and then losing it is especially painful for Orcs!
"Our base camp needs guarding! So many Orcs need watching over! Durotar can't be lost, it's Orcs territory! Kalimdor is full of beasts and enemies! Only Drek'Thar, Eitrigg, and Saurfang are trustworthy! Only they put my mind at ease!" Thrall's voice rang out.
His voice was accompanied by a sudden clap of thunder.
The Doomhammer, imbued with the Thunderfury, shone with a blinding white light, and then, propelled by the wind, struck Azgalor with speed exceeding that of an arrow, leaving scorched wounds on its body, but not hitting any vital organs.
Doomhammer flashed across the sky like lightning, returning to Thrall's hand. The immense recoil sent him staggering back five or six steps, his face flushed with blood.
Although Azgalor is not as powerful as Mannoroth, he is still High-tier Legendary creature that surpasses ordinary Legendary and is qualified to challenge Demigod! The double-headed abyssal blade in his hand is truly terrifying. It seems to contain endless cold and corrosive energy. Even if you only get within fifty meters, you will suffer double damage from the cold and corrosion. Ordinary Orcs simply cannot withstand it.
"Fortunately, we still have them!" Thrall's gaze fell upon the two leaders who were fighting alongside them.
A tall and imposing Tauren chieftain, carrying two totem poles that increase strength and speed on his back, and wielding a runic spear that is undoubtedly of legendary quality.
Each thrust left a wound several centimeters deep on Azgalor's body, causing damage far exceeding his own. He was Cairne Bloodhoof, the Tauren of the Tauren tribe, and the strongest among them.
Beside him stood another equally tall and imposing Tauren, Hamuul Runetotem, the chieftain of the Runetotem race and a friend of Cairne Bloodhoof.
While Hamuul may not qualify as Legendary, he was still an outstanding Tauren Warrior, second only to Cairne in both prestige and combat prowess.
On the other side was a strange creature, seven feet tall, with blue skin and a slightly thin appearance, who was always hunched over and holding a rather small-looking dagger.
He is Vol'jin, the chieftain of the Darkspear Trolls clan, a remarkable Shadow Hunter skilled in the Voodoo unique to the Troll, and whose mastery in this art is almost at the pinnacle of Shadow Hunter, making him an extraordinary Legendary figure.
Vol'jin's healing spells were incredibly powerful, even surpassing Thrall's own healing magic. Because of him and the other Troll Witch Doctor, the survival rate of the Orcs Warrior at the forefront increased by at least 30%!
It was their presence that single-handedly halted the frenzied attacks of the demons and the Undead, and held off the almost insurmountable Azgalor.
So, who will deal with Kaz'rogal?
A shadow fell over Thrall's heart.
Is this the same level of attack that the Human Alliance is facing?
He didn't know much about the strength of the Human Alliance Expedition, but he roughly estimated that without a few Legendary powerhouses to hold them back, the human wave tactic would be meaningless. No one could withstand an attack from a demon of Azgalor's caliber, and the Human Alliance would probably have been wiped out by now.
And then, it'll be the turn of the newly formed Horde, right?
Is the fate of Orcs really this tragic?
Thrall's expression suddenly changed.
He looked into the distance and saw countless dark shadows—those were the Dread Demon!
Over a hundred Dread Demon flew in, and among them was an exceptionally terrifying figure— Anetheron Dreadlord Anotheron!
So, was the Alliance of Humans Devastation by Anetheron?
Otherwise, why would Anetheron appear?
Now, three demons nearing Demigod status have gathered. How can the Horde withstand them?
Thrall's hand trembled slightly.
Why is the fate of Orcs so tragic? Is this not a world for Orcs, so the world is so indifferent to us?
Elements, please tell me, what did we do wrong?!
Who will save the Orcs?
Just then, his expression changed again. He turned around abruptly and saw a large teleportation array appear in the open space in the center of the base. Hundreds of humans, Dwarves, and High Elf walked out, and Thrall's expression improved considerably.
Because among those humans, he saw Jaina, the Legendary Dwarves musketeer " General Nesingwary Hemet Nesingwary", and the human general from Stormwind City.
Most importantly, he also saw the young Earl who had helped them kill Mannoroth and rescue the Orcs:
" Nicholas!"
Seeing that the human fighting force was well preserved, Thrall understood: the human Alliance had not failed; they had only made a strategic retreat, and they had not abandoned the Orcs —they had come to help!
Now that Nicholas has arrived, there is still hope!
" Jaina, General Hemet, Miss Lorna, General Halford, you go to the rear and deal with the demons and Undead that are attacking there! At the same time, you must join forces with the Troll hunters to fight the enemies coming from the sky!"
Jiang Jie, sword in hand, stepped out of the teleportation array and charged towards Azgalor like Rushing Thunder. His icy voice echoed throughout the entire Horde camp, " Uncle Chen, lend the Horde a hand! Within ten minutes, we'll take down this disgusting big ass!"