Warcraft novel series

Orgrimmar, a primitive and wild city, has finally come to its end. The blue-painted Alliance warship occupies half of the bay of Orgrimmar, with golden lions embroidered on the canvas fluttering in the wind. The appearance of Stormwind's warships in the bay of Orgrimmar would have been the greatest shame to the tribe in the past, and a decisive battle to the death would inevitably be inevitable. But now times seem to have changed. There are not only the Alliance's warships, but also the golden warships of the Blood Elves and the black warships of the Forsaken, corresponding to the blue warships of the Alliance and the green warships of the Night Elves. Only this lonely place is left. The city rustled in the wind ushering in the end of his rule.

The cool sea breeze blew across Varian's face, and he stood on his warship wearing a silver-white armor. The leader of the alliance now ushered in the pinnacle moment of his life. In the tide of darkness, he watched his country being ravaged by the iron hoofs of the orcs, and at that time he felt hatred in his heart. He hates his own weakness, just like a young boy who has to face the nightmare of ruining his country and his family. The helplessness makes him overwhelmed. But Varian was lucky. He met two friends, Arthas and Xavier, who gave his gray boy a little more color.

When he grew up, he finally took back his country, but was deeply involved in a conspiracy. That was also the first time he became associated with Orgrimmar. As a gladiator, appearing in the arena of Orgrimmar, a high-ranking king had to hide his identity as a slave, looking for a chance to survive. At that time, he hated the city more than anyone else, and he vowed to destroy the city with his own hands one day.

But now he has changed. After experiencing Arthas' betrayal, the attack and defense of the Undercity, and the attack of Deathwing, everything has changed Varian. As the leader of the alliance, he no longer clings to his past hatred. Even if this is his best chance to capture Orgrimmar and completely destroy the tribe, he has no intention of letting the orcs completely disappear from the world. The counterpart is Jaina, the former goodwill ambassador of the Horde and Alliance, but now she wants to destroy the city wholeheartedly. Her flying white hair is swaying lonely in the wind, just like the broken wall of Theramore today. Zanyan could never look back. Although he hated the blood elf scouts who ultimately led to the destruction of Theramore, he still chose to forgive the blood elf regent Lor'themar Theron on the Isle of Thunder. But this is an exception for the little Hellscream. The mage leader of Dalaran still can't let go of Theramore's destruction. He wants to use his blood to repay this resentment. Jaina was so filled with rage that she could no longer think calmly.

Another alliance leader, Wen Lisa, had a different emotion. She was the only one of the three brave high elf sisters who was still alive. The elf ranger once lived a happy life. His lover, the Archmage Luo Ning, cared for him so much. The birth of his two children made him think that his life could be peaceful like this. But the destruction of Theramore destroyed all of this. Luo Ning's death broke his heart, as if everything that supported his world disappeared at this moment. He was not as strong as Jaina, and when he was weak, he seemed so lonely and helpless when he no longer relied on his sisters. But now that he had such an opportunity to avenge his lover, he had no reason to give up, even though he didn't know where the Horde and Alliance would go after little Hellscream fell.

The tribe has done a good job in dealing with the anxiety of the alliance leader. Looking at the tribe warship far away from the alliance warship, on the dark warship, the Queen of the Forgotten wearing a cape stands proudly in the wind. At this moment, he is still My sister, who didn't know she was still alive, was looking at me with resentful eyes. This battle is a war of revenge for the Horde. Sylvanas wants to avenge the humiliation she once suffered in Silverpine Forest, and the regent Lord Lor'themar also wants to respond to being fooled by the little Hellscream. Although it is disgraceful to fight in such a name, what does it matter? A simple reason for war is enough. The leaders of the two tribes did not communicate. Just a look was enough. They were not the ones commanding the battle, so they did not need to put in so much effort.

"Why do you actually propose to let a blood elf be the commander-in-chief? This is a shame to the alliance!"The one who protested was Verissa. He obviously didn't know enough about Vos to make such remarks, but both Varian and Jaina knew a lot about Vos. Whether it was the distant ice The battle at Crown Fortress was the battle on Thunder God Island not long ago. The two of them have never forgotten the impression of Voss. For his excellent command ability and strong combat effectiveness, as a former disciple of Sylvanas, his combat effectiveness was praised by many People are sure. Although Wen Lisa objected, in the face of Varian and Jaina's acquiescence, Wen Lisa, who had never had a firm opinion, had to agree. The biggest problem in choosing Vos as the conductor was that they did not want to see The leader of the opposing camp serves as the commander-in-chief. This is always the case with human beings. If one of your own cannot be the commander, then it is better to let a completely unrelated person assume this responsibility. And Voss is the chosen replacement, although it is not Willing, but Vos still has to shoulder this responsibility. Although Vos, who came from the distant Pandaria, expected this outcome, the experience of being surrounded by people in such a high position would only make him feel the hypocrisy of the power game.

But the continuous artillery fire made him feel Voss did not have time to lament the embarrassment of being forced to this position. The coast of Orgrimmar was obviously not that easy to get close to. Ships had already begun to be hit by artillery fire. At this moment, Voss had to do something."The Horde's The left side of the ship circled to contain the firepower, the alliance ship's right side opened the front line in the middle, the landing ship forced a landing in the middle, and the cover work was left to the mages and archers!"Vos's order was clearly communicated to all members of the Horde and Alliance through the sounding bat. And his order was quickly implemented. Jaina and his team of mages turned the sunny Orgrimmar beach into a The Icecap Glacier turned into a world of ice and snow. Large pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky, instantly dyeing the land silvery white. And the archer team of Sylvanas and Verissa also covered the entire front line of the battlefield with dense arrow rain..

But if Orgrimmar's guards were so easy to capture, then they would have fallen several times. Amid the continuous fire, the dragons of the Dragonmaw clan appeared. Under the leadership of the new leader Zaira, they were completely loyal to The little hell roared. In an instant, the dragon's breath swept across the earth, and the attack of acid and rot was burning with flames, causing the ships that forced the breakout to ignite blazing flames. Voss could clearly see the spear piercing the body of a human warrior. , let out the last roar of life, and you can also see the waves stirred up by the flying dragon that fell from the sky and plunged into the sea.

This is war, and sacrifice is inevitable. Although Vos hates sacrifice, in such a situation Necessary sacrifices were unavoidable. Deaths occurred one after another, but the combined armies of the Alliance and the Horde were not timid or flinched at all. The shattered flesh and blood and then the battlefield also dyed the originally clear sea water red. , stepping on soft minced meat and corpses, the armies of the Horde and Alliance finally landed on the coast of Orgrimmar while paying huge losses.

But this did not declare the end of the battle, and another wave of climax followed. To. The orc army swarming out of Orgrimmar Castle raised their battle axes and swore to fight for the little Hellscream. When their weapons collided with the weapons of the Horde and Alliance alliance, a meat-mincing ceremony The battle began."I order you to bombard where the Alliance and Horde are!"That was the order from Zaira, the warlord of the Dragonmaw Clan who jumped down from his pet Galakas."This will hurt our people, please think about it carefully."The person who spoke was the lieutenant general who commanded this battle in Kuguq, and the commander of the small Hellscream unique army Kulonka.

"Don't worry so much, can't you see that the Horde and Alliance troops are determined to conquer this land? A little sacrifice is inevitable. If they are allowed to occupy the fort, my Dragonmaw army will suffer disaster!"Zaila's sharp voice did not allow a trace of violation. And Kuguk was obviously very dissatisfied with the selfish Zaila. He only heard him roar in the thick voice unique to the orcs,"If you are not the chief of the Dragonmaw clan, , I will crush your head right now. Please remember that I am the commander of this battle. Remember your mission, air support. I don’t want my ax to add another life to my life."