Chapter 262 Lifting the Hole Card (2400 Monthly Ticket)

The eyes of everyone in the headquarters were shining brightly.

They didn't know how many troops the tribe still had. With the 100,000 here and those intercepted by Dai Lin's fleet at sea, the hundreds of thousands of orcs were completely wiped out, which would definitely be a serious blow to the tribe.

From the looks of it now, human losses will not exceed 20,000 people.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this will be a once-in-a-century victory.

Just as Duke turned his gaze away from the Windrunner sisters who were on a par with Lord Hou on the sea, he was shocked to find that the peak duel between the strongest mage in Azeroth and the strongest warlock in Draenor had already come to fruition.

No difference!

Antonidas and Gul'dan each covered their wounds.

The left shoulder of Antonidas' mage robe was completely burned, and a black rune exuding an evil aura wriggled on Antonidas' old body. Antonidas was using arcane energy to disperse the rune, but obviously the effect was not good.

Over there, Gul'dan was also hit. A huge icy prism pierced his entire left shoulder. From the wound, the icy lines spread vigorously towards Gul'dan's heart like a spider web. The destructive flames poured into his shoulders, resisting the invasion of cold air.

"Hmph! I'll save your life today."

"Be sure to keep your dirty head next time."

The two turned around and left without hesitation.

Antonidas reluctantly teleported back to the command post, while Gul'dan waved his hand and turned into a cloud of black mist before disappearing on the sea surface.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Uther, come and help!"

Intense darkness began to radiate from the place where Antonidas was covered. The thick black breath had a strong ominous meaning, trying hard to penetrate deep into the old mage's body and erode the old mage's magic circuit.

Fortunately, Uther's holy radiance was even brighter. Although beads of sweat ooze from the forehead, it took Uther about five minutes to completely dispel the darkness.

"Thank you, it seems that paladin is really a great profession." Antonidas praised sincerely, then he turned to look at Duke: "What a terrible orc warlock, I am not his opponent. If you continue to fight , the person who died must be me. I will beat him with a moderate injury at most. I don’t know why he pretended to be seriously injured. I can only say that it will take at most a week when he recovers from the injury, but I may not be able to play for the league at that time .”

"Don't worry! He won't come again." Duke said with great certainty.

"you sure?"

"Yes!" Duke turned his head to look at Krasus among the crowd in Dalaran: "Please, send Your Excellency the Speaker back to Dalaran immediately, and then ask Archbishop Faol to go to Dalaran, for your Excellency the Speaker Do a thorough check."

It would have been best to send Antonidas to the King City of Lordaeron. For political reasons, Antonidas would definitely prefer to stay in his old den to recuperate.

Krasus quickly opened the portal, connected Dalaran, and sent Antonidas away. Not long after, Krasus drove back through the portal.

The orcs were not stupid. After several charges were repelled, no matter how stupid they were, they realized that with so many people crowded on the coast, sooner or later they would be doomed. They gave up their blind attack and seemed to be waiting for something.

Duke's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle eye.

coming!

finally come!

Duke stood up and slapped the table with one hand.

"Order, all cavalry regiments are ready to launch a counter-charge against the enemy along the established route. All reserve troops enter the battle position, with the spears and javelins as the main force."

It's finally them. In the headquarters, a group of titans have long been impatient. If it hadn't been for Duke's gorgeous command to suppress the tribe time and time again, perhaps some kings would have protested long ago.

Now that Duke gave an order, most of the people in the entire headquarters left.

When walking down the hill, Uther was a little puzzled.

"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief Lothar, are we going to charge back to the sea in the ruins of Nanhai Town? I have always been puzzled by this order. Is there any cavalry in the tribe? I don't think there is anything in the tribe that can stop your cavalry regiment and me of the silver hand."

General Haas, the commander of Alterac, was also puzzled: "My side is even more strange. I actually want my Mountain Eagle Knights to attack the enemy along the slope of the eastern hill. The Mountain Eagles are indeed Mountain Knights." , and are also used to combat in complex terrain. But I saw that Admiral Ryan's infantry is also doing very well, and I can't think of a reason for reinforcements."

Lothar smiled, it was a very sunny smile: "Can you write ten or twenty reports at the same time?"

"No." Uther replied truthfully.

"How is that possible!?" Haas asked back.

"But I know that high-strength mages all have the metamagic feat of [Multiple Casting]. That is, the ability to do two things at the same time, or even many things. Duke is such a genius, he can read more quickly than us Lots and lots of reports. He often finds details that we haven't noticed. He prepares for threats that he's not sure about, but because he can't convince everyone, he's used to silence."

Losar paused for a moment and continued: "However, it has been proved time and time again that the preparations he made and the backup he arranged are correct and effective. Even if I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that in terms of the overall situation and the art of commanding On top of me, he's above me. If he's a melee pro, maybe he's the coach."

What Lothar said was another fact of this era. People who regard chivalry as the highest tend to admire heroes of the melee system more than the mysterious and unpredictable law system. More people subconsciously believe that only those who are straight and positive are real men.

Ten minutes later, the signal to attack came.

Many new creatures appeared on the shore, much taller than the orcs.

Except for a very few orcs who can be more than three meters tall, orcs are generally about two and a half meters tall. But these creatures can easily reach a height of about 4 meters.

Ogre!

These gigantic creatures went into battle, wielding giant sticks like uprooted trees. Roaring up the hill.

Bows and javelins are useless.

Even if dozens of long spears were pierced into the ogre's body, unless they hit a vital point, they would not be able to end the life of this ferocious monster.

And every time the giant wooden stick is swung, a blockhouse is smashed, and a whole row of shield soldiers is smashed into the air.

The shield wall that humans rely on to fight against orcs has become the biggest fatal weakness, which makes every blow of the ogre cause massive casualties.

Apart from ballistas and cannons at the top of the mountain, nothing can stop the giant creature.

The soldiers were routed by this powerful blow. The orc soldiers attacked through those gaps, and then spread rapidly, sweeping the alliance soldiers in the trenches.

And a group of figures wearing heavy cloaks and riding heavily armored horses appeared on the already somewhat dilapidated pier, and the eyes of each horse burst into dazzling red light.