"However, this is the limit for the time being!" Duke had to sigh as he looked at the barriers of the undead that ran across the middle of the canyon in the distance.

Next to Duke, Moglani said, "Duke, you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. You have done a good job. I thank you for the people of Lordaeron."

Duke waved his hand: "According to the military arrangements, act quickly. When the first snow falls, the road conditions will become worse."

"I understand." Moglani stepped down.

Between the Tirisfalinland and the Western Plagueland where Lordaeron is located, there is a huge mountain range that towers into the clouds. It is a natural barrier that even the Scourge, with the Undead as the core, cannot easily cross.

Unless it is high-level troops such as gargoyles and bone dragons, ordinary ghouls and zombies cannot get through.

When winter comes, no matter whether you want it or not, you can only quit.

How to survive the winter for the 800,000 army is a huge problem.

From the beginning, Duke did not put all his troops into the Western Plagueland, especially those undertrained militia, who were sent by Duke to ensure logistics. Anyway, the ground was full of skeleton soldiers and zombies, so they were busy enough.

After defeating a counterattack organized by the Fear Demon King Marganis in mid-October, Duke directly asked Turayan and Reginad Windsor to lead a partial army to go south from the Western Plague, establish a cold wind camp, and open up Bingfenggang and Sophia Heights.

In this way, along the river flowing out of the Dalonmil Lake, the Alliance has a safe passage connecting the two fronts of the north and south.

Until he attacked the barrier of the undead, Duke never recalled Turayan and Windsol's troops.

The barrier to the undead is too narrow, so there is no need for so many soldiers. Keeping too many people is just an increase in logistical pressure. Now the alliance offensive of the entire Lordaeron continent is basically supported by food storage.

Without Stantam, a large dog owner with millions of tons of grain storage, it would be impossible for the South China Sea city-state and sea transportation to support the offensive of hundreds of thousands of people.

Even during his ten years of disappearance, Duke still used the first to protect Stantosom, which was also reflected at this time.

Duke is not a messy person. Seeing that the barriers to the dead cannot be overcome, he also made a winter plan.

The undertrained Stansom army and all militia regiments were withdrawn from the vicinity of Stansom.

Most of the dwarf's griffin legion and mechanized troops also withdrew. The tanks were assault forces, so it was too wasteful to keep them as defense, and it was enough to have all kinds of artillery fire.

In addition to establishing a semi-permanent fortress on the west side of the Felstone Farm to the east of the Undead Barrier, Duke also sent the Blood Crusade to divide 50,000 troops to rebuild the Fireplace Valley and the North Mountain logging farm.

Originally, in history, the Silver Northern Expedition Army had been with the Fireplace Valley for so long, and there was no reason. If the Western Plagueland could not be defended in the future, leaving a Fireplace Valley as a nail, which would make the Scourge Army disgusting.

Duke looked at Queen Xi, who was still jumping around and training rangers not far away, and suddenly maliciously speculated: Now Queen Xi has become the lively Queen Xi, will there be forgotten people in the future? Similarly, if the blood elves completely join the alliance, then there is nothing to do with the tribe, right?

As November approached, because Jaina finally gained a foothold in Theramore and established a giant magical message array, Duke finally received news from the other side of the Endless Sea.

The first news came, Duke only felt that the wheel of history was still rolling forward, not being hindered by anything...

That's September.

Even after finding the right current and experiencing a month of sea voyage, the strong tribal warriors still left half of their lives.

When Thrall saw the older generation of orcs looking at the desolate red land and shouting at the hometown, he was a little puzzled.

Grom patted Thrall's shoulder and grinned: "Before traveling through the gates of darkness to Azeroth, 'Our World' is like this. Desolate, terrible, but the vast plains are never short of dangerous and huge prey that can allow more than a hundred people to eat for a week. Only the most fearless warriors and the most powerful hunters can survive on the earth. This is the orc!"

right!

This is the orc!

indomitable!

Orcs who can always survive in the harshest environment!

The rough transport ship of the tribe landed on the dock, and the orcs rushed to the shore happily. The wildest group of guys had already formed a ball with the huge wave crabs on the coast. Some of the unlucky ghosts were clearly pinched off their fingers by the huge pincers of the wave crabs, but the orcs were laughing!

That's right!

hunting!

Hunting is the instinct of orcs!

Hunting is the glory of orcs!

Bleed for instinct and glory, value!

Grom* Hellscream shouted in a rough voice: "Oh! Our Great Chief! Name this land of our orc revival!"

Thrall couldn't help but feel excited in his chest and shouted out a name: "Durontal!"

Grom understood in seconds. Durottal is the homonym of Durottan after materialization in orcs. Thrall used this method to commemorate his father who had never met, sacrificed for the tribe to protect him.

For a moment, the eyes of the old orc of the tribe became a little wet.

Three days later, the new tribe made the decision to establish a new orc city in a Fengshui treasure land on the west side and backed by the mountains.

In order to commemorate the brave and wise former chief Orgrim, this brand new orc city will be named ‘Ogrimmar’!

During the next period, Thrall, the tribe leader favored by God, met the Taurus Chief Kane Bloodhoof on the way to pursue the prophet, and the tribe began to receive help from the Taurus tribe.

Then in early October, a troll tribe also crossed the ocean and migrated to Durothal.

That was Woking's Dark Spear Tribe.

Wojin inherited his father Senjin's position as the new leader of the Dark Spear Troll. Like other Dark Spear clans, he also lived in the Stranglethorn Valley south of the Eastern Kingdom Continent. Due to Du's strategy, the expansion of the Storm Kingdom south, and the encirclement of the Zul Grab's trolls who believed in the blood god Haka, the Dark Spear Troll had to leave his hometown, but now there are only some ruins of the troll town and a vast jungle.
Chapter completed!