Make haste! The Warchief awaits!
Then it's time to finish this once and for all. Saurfang, rally your troops. I will prepare the Azerite Machine.
Champions! Your Warchief commands you! It is time to take arms against the Alliance!
Their numbers are strong, but we are stronger. We are the horde! We conquer those who would bring us harm!
Soldiers of the Horde! Your brothers and sisters lie wounded on the battlefield! There is no honor in this victory if we abandon our own!
Slay them all, champions! Mark my words, King Anduin and his army did not come here for our amusement - they mean to destroy us! Show them no mercy, for they would show you none in return!
Maintain your honor, heroes. Lok-narash
Gas masks! Get ya' gas masks here! And uh, if you're feelin' sassy - you can pick up one of these backpacks and get to werk! Heh he hehhhh.
防毒面具！ 这儿有防毒面具!!! 如果你感觉怕了，就拿个背包滚去干活(感谢指正)！
Meet with Lor'themar. QUICKLY! Do not fail me, Nathanos!
I obey, my queen.
Forget the army, we can deal with them later. Blast the siege towers!
DO NOT QUESTION ME, SAURFANG. We must draw their attention from my War Machine so it can destroy the towers. Casualties are inevitable...
Honor means nothing to a corpse, Saurfang. You have the luxury of underestimating death, but it is something with which I am intimately familiar.
Maybe you don't care if your people die so long as it is honorable, but to me, this Horde is worth saving. Anyone who disagrees does not deserve to stand among us.
So die your warrior's death, High Overlord Saurfang. It means little to me. Perhaps I will raise your broken body to serve me once more.
Or perhaps you will have a chance to say hello to your son.
Is the Undercity evacuated?
EVERYBODY, MOBILIZE! CUT THEM OFF WITH THE RESERVES! DO NOT LET THEM PASS! Saurfang, where the hell did you go?
Soldiers of the Horde, the time has come!
The Undercity is no longer safe for civilians. The war rages above, and dozens of spies have infested our city walls.
Our the Alliance enemies are striking against the Undercity and seek to claim Lordaeron for their own.
We have herded the cowards to the Mage District and have secured the rest of the Undercity.
Your mission is to flush these worms out of hiding, eliminate them, and ensure that our citizens are evacuated safely to Orgrimmar.
Blight throwers, you're our front line! You will create a line of blight between us and the army!
Lor'themar, I want you to command our rangers from the flank! Position them on the rooftops!
The pleasure is mine, Dark Lord.
Baine! Gather the catapults and every apothecary you can find. Send them to the keep at once!
Yes, commander. Where is Saurfang?
There is no time! We have but precious moments before we lose our terrain advantage!
The chokepoint we create will funnel them through the side of the keep and thin their ranks. We will outnumber them 10 to 1 if we are out in the open!
Understood. I will meet you as soon as I can.
No. Lor'themar and I will handle the interlopers. I can't risk leaving the Warchief unguarded. You are not to leave her side.
How long are you expecting to hold them off? What is the Warchief's strategy?
It is better if she tells you herself, now go!
The Alliance is on their last legs, champions! Our tactics have wiped out more than half of their soldiers!
They cannot press their assault forever. Stay strong!
Lordaeron belongs to the Forsaken! Do not back down, heroes!
Jaina, Genn - help me with Nathanos and Lor'themar. Alleria, take the rest of our troops and focus on routing the army! Start with those archers on the rooftops!
The Void Elves... they just... their numbers are endless...
We must have faith in the Warchief, Lorthemar.