The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

"Doomhammer!"

A loud roar attracted the attention of the orc chief.

He looked around and saw one of his soldiers pointing into the distance.

Are more cavalry coming?

He had a grimace on his face.

The alliance's cavalry, especially the horse archers, proved to be a very troublesome existence. Although humans were not as strong as the orcs, with the power of the cavalry, they could still penetrate the formation of the orcs who were not well coordinated. And the cavalry archers were the culprits who disrupted the rear of the tribe, leaving the orcs in the Arathi Highlands with no time to care for themselves.

However, looking in the direction pointed by his men, Orgrim discovered that what was coming was not an army, but a mere cavalry. Now, the warchief could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The human reinforcements did not arrive so quickly. , the ones before were just the vanguard.

As the black silhouette in the distance became larger and larger, Orgrim finally recognized the person coming.

That was not an alliance cavalry riding a war horse, but one of our own - a wolf cavalry riding a Gundam Warg.

"Where did he come from?" Doomhammer was curious.

Although the tribe's wolf cavalry "510" was either in the hands of the Black Hand brothers, or was kited by the enemy in the battle that tried to annihilate the cavalry, and most of them were wiped out, there were still some left. They exist among various ethnic groups as guards and messengers - there are also many wolf cavalry among the troops sent to Gul'dan.

So, is he from Gul'dan or Arathi Highlands?

Soon, the wolf cavalry entered the tribe's team.

An orc jumped off the saddle on the wolf's back, and Doomhammer strode forward, hanging the hammer behind him.

"Where is Doomhammer?" shouted the Wolf Trooper. "I have something urgent to tell him."

"I'm here," Orgrim replied, his warriors making a way for him to pass. "What's going on?"

The cavalryman turned to face him, and Doomhammer suddenly remembered that he had seen this warrior before.

He was previously a wolf cavalry member of the Blackstone Clan, a powerful warrior who was chosen to join him in the expedition to the Hinterlands. He entered Alterac and was sent by him to pursue the pursuit with Gul'dan just this morning. Union cavalry.

Waduka, yes, that's his name.

"I brought a message." Vaduka said loudly, and a strange expression appeared on his broad face - Doomhammer saw anger, embarrassment, confusion, shame and even fear in it.

"Then, tell me." Doomhammer replied as he walked into the side of Warg and Vaduka.

The orc who was leaning nearby understood this warning and stepped back to leave space for the two of them to talk alone.

"Gul'dan...that despicable warlock!" Vaduka said.

He was a tall orc, as tall as Doomhammer, but he did not look at Doomhammer.

"He escaped."

"What?" Now, Doomhammer understood why there was an expression of fear on the face of the Wolf Cavalry. He felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling with anger. His hand was holding the warhammer tightly, and the wooden handle sounded in protest. sound.

"When? How?"

"It was not long after I left the main force." Waduka replied. "He conspired with those of the Twilight's Hammer and the Stormreaver clan. They said it was your order.

Now he raised his head, his expression of fear replaced by anger.

"One of my companions sensed something was wrong and confronted them. Gul'dan used his evil magic to kill him. I watched it all happen! I wanted to pursue him, but I knew I had to tell you about this. , so he immediately ran away while they were not paying attention.

Doomhammer nodded.

"You did the right thing."

He affirmed the actions of the Wolf Cavalry.

"Since Gul'dan killed your companions who noticed the problem, he will also kill you without hesitation, so that no one can bring back the news of his betrayal."

He bared his teeth and roared.

"Damn it! I knew he wasn't trustworthy before! Now he actually ran away with my people!"

"We can catch up from now." Vaduka suggested. "With this little time, they won't be able to run very far. The rugged mountain roads in Alterac will stop them."

Doomhammer nodded.

"That's right, but only if we don't have any other troubles." He smashed the warhammer on the ground. "I don't know where he is going to escape, but I know that we can't waste time chasing him, otherwise the alliance army will take the opportunity to kill us."

Doomhammer was in a bad mood, blaming himself for his stupidity.

Because he wanted to win the war with humans so much, he ignored his instincts and relaxed his vigilance against trapped people.

This intuition had warned him countless times that this warlock would only plan for himself.

Vaduka was still waiting for Doomhammer's order, but they both turned towards a running orc.

It was Sarbek, Doomhammer's young second-in-command of the Blackstone clan. He stopped not far away because he found that his chief was talking to someone else.

"What?" Orgrim asked.

"Something's wrong." Sabek said bluntly. "The mountain road is blocked."

"What?" Doomhammer turned around and looked past the warg in the direction of the Alterac Mountains, "What's going on?"

Sabek shook his head.

"I don't know," he replied. "But we can no longer cross that mountain road. I sent soldiers every day to guard the other mountain road besides Broken Ridge, but none of the soldiers sent there today came back."

His meaning was very clear, those people should have come back long ago.

"Damn it." Doomhammer gritted his teeth. "It must be another alliance army occupying that place."

He thought again of the warrior who, with only a few hundred men, blocked their rebellion in the Kingdom of Lordaeron and Alterac - Mograine...

Perhaps the reinforcements from Lordaeron had also arrived, and the warrior who did not die in their hands chased them with the reinforcements.

Yes, this is the most likely scenario.

Lothar set out from the Hillsbrad Hills. He and his army took the road the tribe came from, so Lordaeron's army may have taken the north road and controlled that mountainous area.

In any case, none of this can change the current predicament.

"He came here from that mountain road. When will they arrive?" he asked.

Sabek shrugged.

"It's hard to say," he mentioned. “But it should take at least half a day, or even longer.

He looked around.

"We still have a lot of fighters here," Sabek said. "We'll have more when Gul'dan gets back here. We'll definitely be able to capture this town before these pursuers arrive."

Doomhammer smiled bitterly, he was still thinking.

"Others? Others won't come!"

Sabek looked very surprised at this statement.

"Gul'dan betrayed us," Doomhammer told his assistant, describing what happened with difficulty. "He took an army with him, chased the cavalry halfway and then took the opportunity to escape."

"But why did he do this?" Sabek asked, looking very confused. "If we lose this war, we will have no place to stand, including himself in C.

Doomhammer shook his head.

"He never cared about the war." He thought back to the time he saw the warlock in Stormwind City.

"He seemed to have found something, something extremely powerful." He recalled vaguely. "This thing can make him so powerful that he doesn't need the protection of the tribe.

"Then what should we do." Sabek asked, looking back at the city.

"This way we won't have enough troops to capture this place." He mentioned.

Doomhammer didn't want to look over there, he knew his assistant was right.

The city was much stronger than he thought, and its defenders were also very tenacious.

Alliance surprise attacks from their rear also decimated their forces.

Moreover, they now have no one who can fight against the magician in the city.

This wasn't the only thing weighing on his mind. Gul'dan's betrayal was so heinous that he took other orcs with him. They put their personal goals before the tribe as a whole, and they put their own selfish desires before the needs of their own people.

This was what drove Doomhammer to kill Blackhand in order to gain control of the Horde, to end this corruption and restore honor to his people.

This act of betrayal will never be forgiven, no matter what the cost to the Horde and Doomhammer himself.

But now, Orgrim has to find a way to keep his team alive. .