The world... The curse code can block the elements of a world, and naturally it can also block the magic of a continent. Great Chief, think about it, as long as we lay this thing, we can drive away the magic of the southern part of the continent!"

The blood demon opened his hands:

"Without the existence of magic power, human mages and priests would not be able to cast spells. But in the face of human warriors, would the orcs be afraid?"

"As long as it is there! Humans will never be able to invade the southern part of the continent. It will always belong to us! It will always belong to the tribe. We can rest quietly and wait for the next counterattack!"

The death knight entered the role, and he mocked the surrounding chiefs and warlords wantonly:

"You are all just working hard for victory, only me! Talon Blood Demon, only I am working hard for the survival of the tribe! What right do you have to laugh at me?"

"But that's not why you colluded with Gul'dan!"

Orgrim said coldly: "You knew Gul'dan would betray you, but you still concealed this secret! You have to bear at least half of the responsibility for this failure... But what you said makes sense. If it really happened, you would say

It’s so miraculous, it can make up for it.”

"Shua"

The stone was thrown back into the blood demon's hand, and the warchief's voice was still cold:

"Your life has been saved for the time being, Blood Demon. I want you to rush back to the south as quickly as possible and arrange this curse code! Dar and Brox Shiga will assist you. If you still let me down..."

The Blood Demon clenched his fists and shouted in the cold voice of a death knight:

"I will never let you down! I am different from Gul'dan! I am loyal to the Horde!"

The Fire Blade Sword Saint Old Dahl escorted the Blood Demon out of the tent. Orgrim looked at the map behind him unwillingly. He was only one step away from victory, but now, the distance was as far away as an insurmountable abyss.

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"Alas...retreat!"

"Leave from the Alterac Mountains. We must leave before human reinforcements arrive..."

Two hours later, Orgrim was riding on his wolf. He looked back at the dilapidated city walls of Lordaeron. He gritted his teeth, and a fire of anger and unwillingness danced in his eyes:

"Lordaeron, I will come back!"

At this moment, Saurfang drove the wolf to Orgrim. He solemnly saluted his warchief and said softly:

"It's time to go, Chief. Although it is cruel, at this time, we should all face our own destiny."

"Saurfang, you...you have changed."

Orgrim suddenly had a strong feeling that he would soon lose Saurfang, forever.

"Did something happen to you?"

The chief grabbed the warlord's wrist and said in a deep voice:

"Tell me! My most trusted warlord, don't forget that we still have to counterattack Lordaeron together, but I feel that you seem to have given up everything. What happened to you?"

"If possible, I would also like to see the day when the tribe takes over the world, but..."

Saurfang smiled with difficulty, and there was no regret in his smile. He said softly:

"There is a price for me coming back to report the news. Chief, I am very satisfied that I can send you to a safe place. After everything is over, I will repay the price. I made an oath, don't let me become a coward and a coward."

Oathbreaker, don't let me become the kind of person who even looks down upon myself."

"It's an honor to fight alongside you, Warchief! This is a supreme honor. Even after death, I will sincerely wish your tribe prosperity!"
Chapter completed!