Gain the power of Saitama at the beginning of the game

Orgrim observed Gul'dan's expression, and after confirming that he had really agreed, he stopped paying attention to him!

The warlock in front of him was extremely cunning, but as Orgrim looked at the thriving tribe, Gul'dan's role gradually became smaller and smaller!

He has already placed many pawns in Gul'dan's Shadow Council.

Moreover, eighty percent of the warlocks in the entire tribe are already under his control!

But in Orgrim's heart, only shamanism is the orthodox magic profession of the tribe. Warlock can only be a rare profession, but it cannot be absent!

Now is a time of war. The more strength we have, the greater our chances of winning!

Gul'dan felt Orgrim's gaze leave him, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes...

"Just wait and see, Orgrim!"

Orgrim stood up and hung the map of the Eastern Kingdoms on the wall!

Pointing a finger at a place,

"This is Arathi Highlands, the current gathering place of the human army.

The link here is the wetland, which is the kingdom of the dwarves.

We should not provoke the kingdom of the dwarves for the time being, so our plan is to bypass the kingdom of the dwarves and take the sea route. We will divide the army into two parts, one of which will be led by me and will directly enter Feralas [it is the Hinterlands, I won't change it] and launch a surprise attack on the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

The other part, led by Durotan, landed from Southshore!

However, our warship manufacturing has definitely been exposed, so we need a force to pass through the Dwarf Kingdom and directly attack Arathi Highlands! This force consists of..."

Orgrim looked at the chieftains who were eager to try, and finally looked at a tall and mighty orc.

"Rexxar, you lead this army!"

After these words were spoken, many orc chiefs expressed doubts!

"Chief, he is not an orc, he is a bastard!"

"Rexxar doesn't have any record, I don't accept it!"

Bah!

Looking at the noisy crowd, Orgrim slammed the table heavily!

A pair of beast eyes stared back and forth at the orc chieftains.

He couldn't even pronounce the name!

But he doesn't care about that. Rexxar is very powerful and has great command talent. He will never leave such a potential orc unused!

"I'll just say one thing. If anyone has an opinion, please speak up. We'll duel. If no one speaks up, then we'll pass!"

"Me too...!" Grom looked at his opponents with murderous eyes!

As soon as the words fell, the meeting room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a moment, Orgrim smiled and said,

"Okay, that's it. Three armies. The frontal troops will set out tomorrow. Rexxar, you must avoid conflict with the dwarves! You can try to negotiate."

"Yes, Chief!" Rexxar was very moved. He dreamed of becoming a real commander!

Now I finally have the chance!

Then Orgrim began to assign tasks to other races. This time, he wanted three armies to attack together and block the humans behind the Sador Bridge.

As long as they succeed, the orcs will have a vast and boundless land suitable for living and development!

Just when Orgrim issued the mission and prepared to start the expansion,

The Dark Night Empire's Great Hall was now filled with countless Night Elves. They were all neatly dressed in black suits, sitting upright and looking at the high platform in the center of the Great Hall.

There were a dozen seats and a twenty-meter-long table covered with a red tablecloth.

On the table corresponding to each position above are some fruit plates, a cup of tea, and a gold-inlaid nameplate!

Each nameplate has a name on it.

God Emperor Salvatore Stormrage, God Queen Azshara Stormrage, God Queen Tyrande Stormrage, Illidan Stormrage, Malfurion Stormrage;

Of course, there are many other people who hold real power, such as the Shadowsong siblings, Fandral Staghelm, Mirkwood, Tortheldrin, Ravencrest, and Vashj, etc.

The meeting place was very quiet, without any noise. All the elves were in high spirits, waiting for the arrival of the initiator of the meeting - the Imperial Emperor Salvatore Stormrage!

After a while, the venue was filled with thunderous applause and screams.

Salvador held Azshara and Tyrande's hands and came to the center of the venue and sat in the three seats in the middle, while others also sat in their respective seats one after another!

Salvador pressed his hands together, and the venue immediately became quiet!

Clearing his throat, Salvador walked to the podium and picked up the magic microphone.

After some very formulaic words, Salvador talked about the main topic of today!

"Everyone, I think some of you know something about the situation on the other side of the ocean.

In the Eastern Kingdom, humans are at war with a race called orcs.

Of course, their war is none of our business. Even if they perish, it is none of our business. We, the night elves, will not interfere in the wars of other races.

But this orc race is not native to Azeroth. They come from a world called Draenor in the starry universe.

They have their own civilization, but their world has been polluted by evil energy, making it impossible for them to survive.

Everyone knows what evil energy is.

That is the symbol of power of the Burning Legion!

These orcs were designed by Kil'jaeden, the second-in-command of the Burning Legion, and brought into Azeroth to provoke war! "

Salvador took a sip of water to moisten his throat and continued,

"We, the Dark Night Empire, will not participate in this war, but the evil Burning Legion behind those orcs is our target!

We have been developing silently for ten thousand years, just to lure out the lair of the Burning Legion and wipe them out in one fell swoop!

Unfortunately, in the War of the Ancients, we did not capture their senior generals, nor do we know the coordinates of their lair.

Now, Delano is an opportunity!" Salvador narrowed his eyes slightly, and a fascinating light shone in his eyes!

"According to General Maiev Shadowsong's previous investigation, the world of Draenor has not been destroyed and is rich in resources!"

"Those are the resources of an entire world. As long as we take them over, that world will be...ours!"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire venue began to heat up.

I don't know who shouted.

"war!"

Two seconds later, there was a deafening roar of angry shouts in unison!

"war!"

"war!"

……

Salvador pressed his hands together, and the venue instantly became quiet again!

There is a flame burning in everyone's eyes!

Tosedlin looked up at Salvador's back, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. How could he be defeated by such terrifying cohesion?

He glanced at Azshara again and sighed in his heart.

"Maybe... I'm wrong?"