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In this way, under the continuous pursuit of the Alliance, Orgrim led the army all the way back to the Thador Bridge, abandoning all the results of the tribe's previous battles in the Arathi Highlands, and finally retreated to the wetlands across the sea.

Such a decision proves that the tribe has admitted that it has failed and that this war is only a waste of resources and human lives for them.

For Orgrim, this decision proved that he made a wrong decision as a warchief and brought his people into the fire pit. Once the war is over, he himself might even lose his status as a warchief. .

But he has no regrets.

For him, the only task at present is to keep his men alive, so that more orcs can leave the continent of Lordaeron alive.

Unfortunately, the Alliance did not return mercy to the orcs.

Facing the constantly retreating opponent, neither Lothar nor Ye Ting gave an order to suspend the pursuit. This long-distance pursuit went from Arathi Highlands through the wetlands, and finally came to Khaz Modan.

In fact, Orgrim led his army to retreat to Khaz Modan for his reasons.

Even if the tribe had to endure more deaths and injuries in the process, he was willing to endure it.

Because in his mind, this war is not over yet.

Khaz Modan is the hometown of the dwarves. Before, when they tried to cross that area and came to this land, the dwarves were very powerful opponents, but in the face of the power of the tribe, their mountains eventually fell. Only Ironforge has been struggling to support it.

Doomhammer left Kilrogg Deadeye and his blood ring clan in Khaz Modan to supervise the collection of the mines. These raw materials are ultimately used to supplement their weapon consumption and create their fleet.

If he can take his warriors to reach there and rendezvous with Kilrogg, he will once again have a large army-you know, the blood ring clan is the big clan of Draenor after the Blackstone clan.

The strength of the blood ring clan is enough to make them turn their heads and defeat the alliance troops that are chasing behind, so that the tribe can stop the loss in time and can recover.

This battle is bound to be very difficult, and the temporary rest and rejuvenation will make him and their plan to conquer the entire continent continue to delay, but at least half of the Eastern Kingdom is in their hands, they can settle down first, and then wait for the situation to change.

In this way, not everything is terrible.

But soon, a bad news made him fall into deep disappointment again.

"Human!" An orc scout came, panting, kneeling wearily on his knees. "They are east of us!"

Doomhammer glared at him as soon as he heard it.

"East? Are you sure?"

He believed that this scout would not lie, so the question is, how could the humans who chased them all the way from Lordaeron in the northwest appeared to the east of him?

Then he thought of the cavalry of humans and elves.

Compared with the tribe, the Alliance is obviously better at using this kind of high mobility force. The charge of the human cavalry can easily break through the defense line of the orc warrior on the battlefield, and the archer of the high elves has a very difficult harassment ability. The tribe is before Suffered greatly in the war.

Obviously, if a human army can go to the east of them, it can only be cavalry.

The appearance of these cavalrymen immediately put them in a disadvantaged position. If he is not careful, he will be flanked back and forth by the two Alliance armies, and then completely lose the last chance of the tribe to escape, let alone win.

"How many people are there in that army?" He asked at the scout who was pouring water.

"Hundreds of people, maybe more." The orc frowned and considered for a while before finally speaking. "There are many people wearing heavy armor. By the way, many of them have long ears with bows and arrows on their backs."

There was a pained expression on Doomhammer's face-as expected, it was them.

He turned around and shook the hammer vigorously to vent the resentment in his chest. Damn it! They have both human heavy cavalry and elven archers. These cavalry can block their way in front, and their allies can catch up from behind.

But the tribe is still a few days away from Khaz Modan.

He hadn't seen a compatriot from the blood ring clan until now.

He has no choice. Doomhammer raised his head and stared at Saurfang beside him.

"Speed ​​up," he said to the adjutant. "Go ahead at full speed and no rest in the middle. We need to get to Khaz Modan, the sooner the better!"

Saurfang nodded, then hurried to give orders to the other orcs.

Seeing the soldier's departure, Doomhammer roared angrily.

Escape is more like failure, which is the ending he least wants to imagine now. But now, he can't take the risk and go to war. He needs to find the blood ring clan first. Then, under a relatively equal condition, he could turn his head and face the Alliance troops who were hunting them down.

He swears that by that time, he will make the alliance feel the anger of the orcs, and the number of orcs who die at the hands of the alliance is increasing, and he will make the alliance pay for it.

Chapter 0605 Kilrogg Dead Eye

Contrary to Orgrim's expectation, the cavalry of the Alliance did not catch up with Khaz Modan before the Horde could feel Khaz Modan.

They seem to be hungry wolves chasing a powerful herd of cattle. They just force the prey to flee forward through continuous tracking until the prey is exhausted, and then the killer is pained.

It is a pity that the current ministry is too weak, so Orgrim knew this, and had to follow the enemy's wishes and disregard the exhaustion of the orcs, and continue to advance towards Khaz Modan.

Finally, before the entire team ran out of energy, the tribe was able to reach Khaz Modan.

Orgrim can already see the figure of the orc scout guarding the border of this area.

"Welcome, Doomhammer!" the scout yelled, and as they approached, he raised his battle axe to the Doomhammer and saluted. "The Blood Ring clan welcomes you back to Khaz Modan!"

"I am grateful for that." Doomhammer also yelled and replied, raising his black stone warhammer high so that the scout could easily recognize him from this distance. "Where are Kilrogg and the others?"

"We have found a suitable place to place the camp in the valley on the back." The sentry replied, and then jumped to a lower platform below so that the conversation could be easier. "I will run back to tell them about your arrival."

Then, he raised his head and looked at the team of Doomhammer from a distance. Doomhammer knew that he was counting the number of soldiers following him.

"People from other tribes," the scout asked suspiciously.

"Dead, most of them are dead..." Doomhammer said bluntly, with a painful tone.

When the scout's eyes widened in surprise, Doomhammer revealed his fangs.

"In addition, there are Alliance troops following us not far behind, telling Kilrogg to prepare his soldiers for battle."

The scout seemed to have other questions to ask, but due to his status, he still didn't say anything.

He saluted again, then climbed up the cliff, and disappeared from the top as he ran.

Orgrim nodded satisfied with the scout's reaction.

At least they had the blood ring clan standing by their side when they were preparing to fight back against humans.

Although Kilrogg, the chief of the Blood Ring clan, is old, he is a very cunning warrior, and he is still very strong, and his clan is also very cruel and warlike.

Combined with his remaining forces and the power of the Blood Ring clan, they can still surpass the alliance.

He believes that the alliance will definitely not think that they can get reinforcements here, and the commander of the alliance will definitely regret the previous indulgence.

However, when he actually met Kilrogg, Doomhammer received a bad news he had never thought of.

"We can't fight them with all our strength."