The chief's black hand is very miserable.

It's very simple. The tribe suffered by attacking Stormwind City on the front. Stormwind City is located in a huge valley. The valley has only two exits, the harbor to the west, and the land route to the south.

Maritime affairs have never been the strength of orcs. In order to capture Stormwind City as soon as possible and dismantle human resistance, the Black Hand gave up dividing troops to attack the western wilderness. In the Black Hand's opinion, it was a matter of minutes to deal with Stormwind City guarded by weak humans. I never expected that it would be stuck in the outer city wall for a full week and also lost more than 30,000 elite orcs.

This is just the outer city wall. According to the scout's report, the black hand knew that there was a huge lake behind the outer city wall of Stormwind City, which was the real moat of Stormwind City. Behind that moat is the real wall of Stormwind City.

That's not all. The scouts looked out from a distance and saw that there was a canal in the entire Stormwind City. The humans inside were turning the fortifications of various blocks day and night.

Not only that, there seems to be a huge fortress in the northeast of Stormwind City. It is the center of the royal city of mankind.

Hei is so busy.

What the orcs want to occupy is the entire world. With the situation of cutting off the support, too many troops are lost here. How can we fight?

However, the scout's report made the miserable black hand very excited.

For humans, huge valleys are natural barriers.

For orcs who have been crossing mountains and ridges all year round, no matter how steep the mountain is, it is not a problem. On the east side of Stormwind City, there is a relatively flat mountain road that can be detoured and next to the walls of Stormwind City.

Although humans have built tall city walls here, there is only one city wall, rather than three exterior walls in the south front door, plus the huge moat lake and inner walls inside.

If you attack in the east, you will be quite close to that huge fortress.

"Ogrim, you lead a commando to attack there. I continue to feint the attack on the front."

"clear."

The happy chief did not realize that his once extremely loyal adjutant had an extremely gloomy face at this moment.

Once upon a time, Black Hand and Orgrim were as close as brothers. Many years ago, when the Black Rock clan members were facing the danger of being exterminated by ogres, Black Hand and his adjutant Orgrim launched a raid together. On the eve of the battle, he helped Orgrim to regain the legendary weapon [Hammer of Destruction] from the lava pool, which made the entire clan's warriors inexplicably excited and won the battle in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, in the lava pool, his fist was blackened by the chaotic force of nature and turned into a rock, and the black hand was named after it.

It can be said that the black hand and Orgrim have a life-long friendship.

But their relationship was rifted because of Gul'dan. Because Orgrim had just received the news, the guards who sent him to escort Durotan and his wife betrayed him! The guy actually defected to the Shadow Council, and together with the killer of the Shadow Council, he killed the Durotan and his wife.

Seeing Durotan's fangs sent by his subordinates, Orgrim almost fell into madness and couldn't wait to launch a duel against the black hands who desperately protected the Shadow Council [Markgora].

But he held back!

It's not just the time. Not only does he want to get rid of the evil guardian's black hand, he also wants to root out Gul'dan's Shadow Council.

Fortunately, he found a chance. It happened that he actually met the weak orc female assassin Garona on the way to patrol. He and his guards caught her. The smell of Gul'dan curse on her body could smell it even after several camps.

Orgrim was almost ecstatic, knowing that as long as he continued to torture Garona, he would know where Guldan and the Shadow Council's real nest was.

Time! What he lacks the most is time.

Before that moment comes, he must endure it.

Orgrim received the order. When his troops appeared on the walls of Storm City near Storm Fortress like magical weapons, he saw only a small group of weak human spearmen. Not to mention the crossbows and catapults, even his most annoying javelins could not see them.

"For the tribe!" Orgrim roared, and the orcs who followed him roared and rushed towards the wall.

Unlike the outer wall of Stormwind City, which has been built and consolidated, this section of the city wall built in the direction of the cliff is more of a decoration. Since the beginning of construction, no one has ever thought that there would be enemies who could cross mountains and ridges and cross steep mountain walls to come here.

Even if there are really enemies, there will not be many. Moreover, the steep mountain walls will inevitably not be able to carry heavy siege tools, and there are not many trees there, so the city wall here is only more than five meters high.

For humans with bare hands, this is already a natural disaster.

The ability to build such a high level was considered by the builders of that year.

No one would have thought that not only enemies came here, but also unreasonable orcs came here.

It doesn't matter if there is no ladder. The orc who rushed to the city wall first squatted down, crossed his fingers into a nest shape, and used brute force to push up against the big soles of his companions.

An orc weighing hundreds of pounds flew onto a five-meter-high city wall.

The elites of Stormwind City have been taken to the main gate by Lothar. Not only Lothar, but also King Ryan and most of his imperial guards are on the outer wall. All the remaining mages of Stormwind City are there.

The Storm Fortress at this moment is extremely empty.

In the fortress, there was only half of the imperial guards, and with the mixed combat power, the total number was less than 500 people.

The city guards had been defeated, but there were only 500 people who had to face a total of 3,000 elite orcs who were like wolves and tigers. Behind them were the queen and the young crown prince, and the families of nearly a hundred nobles.

"For the King!" The Imperial Guards fought back desperately. They worked very hard and the skillful combat skills they had obtained were not at a disadvantage even when they were single against the elite orcs. Unfortunately, their number was too small.

The strong orcs have countless chances of making mistakes. If a human with a relatively weak body fails, they will be killed immediately.

Blood flowed from the main entrance of Storm Fortress to the Throne Hall. After the fierce battle, there were twisted blood and blood everywhere, and the brains were splattered, tearing into countless pieces or dead corpses.

The guards worked very hard, but they still could not stop the victory from falling to the orcs.

In the hall of the throne, Varian pulled out a short dagger and protected his mother tightly. Behind him, the noble young masters and ladies had already screamed in timidity.

Away outside the Storm Fortress, four blocks away, was King Ryan who was rushing back with the Imperial Guards.

The last barrier that blocked the queen and the little prince, Sir Windsol, was knocked down by a red-skinned orc wielding a giant hammer on the other side.

Despair spreads wildly uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!