"But Great Lord, the Orcs still have at least fifty thousand combat-ready troops in the Burning Steppes, and Orgrim still has thirty thousand elites. It's not realistic to end this war in the short term."
The red dragon, Paltiasztaz, had served the Dragonmaw clan for some time and had some understanding of the Orcs' strength. After hearing Garrosh's words, he offered his own opinion.
"The Horde now is not the unstoppable force it was two years ago. Gul'dan's betrayal took away the Ogres and the Raventusk clan, depriving them of spellcasters. Rend Blackhand and Maim Blackhand's departure with the Black Tooth Grin clan has caused the remaining members of the Blackrock clan to question Orgrim. Varok Saurfang's forces were beaten so badly by Aragorn that they are still trapped in the mountains around Seawatch. What does Orgrim have left?"
Besides half of the Blackrock clan, Orgrim only has a relatively complete Bleeding Hollow clan. The remaining Thunderlord and Burning Blade clans have been almost halved and are not to be feared.
"However, even with these losses, the Orcs are not easy to deal with. The Dragonmaw clan has already shown signs of demonic blood aftereffects. The captives are starting to become listless, but I estimate it will take at least another year for them to completely lose their desire to fight."
Now the roles of the Dragonmaw clan and the red dragons have been reversed, with the red dragons enslaving this group of Orcs.
"Then find a way to accelerate this process. Orgrim is their last pillar. The various kings have sent no shortage of assassins to kill this Warchief. As long as this Warchief dies, the Orcs' will will instantly crumble. No one has the same prestige as him to subdue the remaining Orcs, unless Ner'zhul himself comes!"
Of course, our Marshal Lothar also experiences greetings from Orcish assassins almost every day. The various Orc clans have many internal conflicts, and the human nations are much the same. Lothar's lineage from Emperor Thoradin is the reason why the various kings, and even the high elf kingdom, are willing to send troops.
Orgrim has also realized this point. As long as Lothar dies, the high elves will immediately withdraw their troops and leave the Alliance, and then the humans will fall into a struggle for the position of Grand Marshal. Terenas and Genn would definitely fight tooth and nail.
With Galen not putting in his full effort, it's really hard to say.
"Tell the Knights of the Silver Hand to put in some effort and not hold back. Go all out and overwhelm them directly, create an opportunity for a decisive battle, and have the Red Dragonqueen send out the Red Dragonflight. Her anger won't be easily vented by just enslaving the Dragonmaw clan. The Horde is a bigger target and more fun to fight."
Galen's IQ went online for a moment, coming up with various underhanded tricks to get the Alliance reinforcements and strongmen.
"No problem, Great Lord, I will persuade the Queen." The Red Dragonqueen has four consorts, one died in battle and one was overworked. There is also Krasus, who is always oblivious in Dalaran. His performance is not as good as Paltiasztaz, who was enslaved while rescuing the Queen. In addition, when Galen rescued her, he said that Partiasztaz had invited the reinforcements, making the Queen believe that this ten-thousand-year-old third wheel was bearing the burden of humiliation, brave and resourceful. With her favor, he is now steadily holding the second-in-command position in the Red Dragonflight.
"By the way, what was the result of the three Dragon Aspects chasing the Black Dragon King?" Galen was curious. He hadn't paid attention since the last battle, mainly because Neltharion was flying west, and Galen had no intelligence network in the sea to gather information.
"Neltharion escaped from the Maelstrom into Deepholm. That is the territory of the earth elementals, and the Dragon Aspects could not track him, so they could only choose to seal the entrance to Neltharion."
"Hmm, as expected."
If the Black Dragon King died just like that, he wouldn't be Neltharion. However, this defeat will give rise to Deathwing, a world-destroyer who has completely abandoned his identity as a Guardian of the Earth.
"Durin, have the Thorium Brotherhood prepare. This time, the Alliance will launch a counterattack south, and while we're at it, we'll take out Blackrock Depths. Emperor Dagran Thaurissan has been dead for several years, and the councilors and military in Blackrock Depths have been fighting for power for several years. It's time to end this farce."
Galen was making schemes again. The central part of the Eastern Kingdoms is the Redridge Mountains, although it has now become the Burning Steppes and Searing Gorge, the mineral resources are still abundant. The farmers don't care whether the place is suitable for living, they just want to mine.
"No problem, Great Lord, the Thunder Guard is ready to strike at any time," Durin replied, indicating no problem.
Galen was about to say something when suddenly a notification came to his mind. Far away on the eastern sea, his fleet was in a fierce battle with someone!
"You proceed according to the plan. Aragorn, Gandalf, let's go!"
As soon as the words fell, three flashes of white light passed by, and the three disappeared into Grim Batol Keep.
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The distant Endless Ocean is the sea area created by the Great Sundering ten thousand years ago. It was once the center of the continent, and that enormous Maelstrom is the original site of the Well of Eternity.
Northeast of the Maelstrom, Gul'dan's fleet stopped.
"Why has the fleet stopped?"
Gul'dan asked the old warlock.
"We've arrived!" Gul'dan stretched his head out from the bow of the ship, using his mental power to capture the unique energy signature in the air.
"Ah! What a delicious fel energy signature!" Gul'dan opened his eyes and said to Cho'gall, "The power we seek is at the bottom of the sea. It is an ancient temple."
"The bottom of the sea? Are we going to search the sea? I'll cast an underwater breathing spell on every warrior!" Cho'gall turned to leave.
"Stop, you fool. The seabed is so big, cold, and dark. I don't like the feeling of being wet," Gul'dan called out to Cho'gall. "Wouldn't it be better if we raised the land?"
This wasn't the first time Gul'dan had done something like this. In Shadowmoon Valley in Draenor, he led the Shadow Council to raise a volcano, and that volcano was named the Hand of Gul'dan.
Gul'dan was a little smug. This was a moment to show his power. Although the Raventusk clan and the Ogres followed him, as a warlock, who doesn't have some dark thoughts? He needed to establish his authority.
Gul'dan began to cast a spell, closing his eyes to feel the location of that special power. This power had the same attributes as fel energy, and Gul'dan easily grasped it. Then, his mental power began to spread out, enveloping the surrounding environment and pulling upwards!
"Quickly, inject your mana into my spell and work with me to pull this land up!"
The sky nearby began to darken, and the surrounding sea began to become turbulent!
This spellcasting process lasted for several hours. During this time, the sea water kept hitting their ships, and the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, with thunder rumbling, and the black clouds were about to crush the city!
Finally, a small piece of reef appeared on the surface of the sea, accompanied by flames and smoke. Then, the reef turned into a boulder, and below the boulder was a rugged plain.
The sea water receded, and an entire island emerged from the sea!
This ability to change the terrain, I would call Gul'dan the strongest warlock.
(Bro that's Thrall's ultimate )