Chapter 556: The Dawn of the Orcs (Leader Gavemepower Plus)

Green crowds flowed across the pitch-black ground at high speed.

Even the grim faces of the Lordaeron soldiers standing in the front row did not seem to have the feelings of the living, indifferent, indifferent, and calm. In fact, the mercury-like luster flowing on their hands betrayed them, it was cold sweat!

"Hold it! Hold it! You will be able to hold it!" The empty slogans of the frontline commanders did not give them more courage.

The only thing they know is that they are safe before Ru Lin's spear formation collapses.

"Throw the axe!" Orgrim ordered again.

The whistling axes created a lot of slaughter in the neat array of human spears and shields.

Almost instantly, the neat shield array was like a sand castle eroded by sea water, and it was immediately riddled with holes. It was too late to fill the position, thousands of orcs crookedly charged into the main army of Lordaeron like a giant axe.

When the brave orc warriors collided with the panicked human warriors.

The entire front line suddenly erupted with the strongest voice since the war began.

Heart-piercing shouts, desperate and painful wails, the sound of heavy weapons colliding with metal shields, and the sound of spears piercing flesh and blood all burst out.

What made Mograine furious was that the shield array he rewarded with luck fell like dominoes at high speed. The orc's forward didn't stop at all, as if passing by, it easily overwhelmed the entire front line.

It was not that none of the human soldiers survived the first onslaught, but the orcs didn't even hit them back, they simply knocked them to the ground before the whole army trampled them to death.

The scene like playing bowling quickly returned to normal, and it was still the green tide. All the silver in the front row completely lost its color in just a few minutes and was swallowed by the surging green.

Mograine knew that he had made a mistake, he should have stopped earlier and pushed forward slowly.

Not only him, but the entire alliance from top to bottom was relaxed because of the victorious atmosphere, thinking that the tribes were just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

However, it can still be saved, and the loss of the former army of 20,000 people is not the end of the world.

"Call the magic strike, and at the same time the FFF regiment is on top. The orc's arrow troops must be destroyed first." Mograine's order echoed in the magic communication network.

"No! Mograine! That's an ogre army strengthened by the Altar of Storms! The magic effect is not good!" Duke finally couldn't help but interjected in the communication network.

Suddenly, Terenas' voice appeared: "Duke shut up! During our meeting, we agreed that the central army and the front army would be commanded by Mograine."

Obviously, Terenas was also in a hurry.

"Idiot, you don't trust mages in the field of magic, but you trust a knight-born commander." Magni Bronzebeard who heard the message spat hard.

Duke sighed: "No, Terenas is crazy to want to be Emperor Thoradin."

After Duke told the truth, Magni was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "Duke, why don't we turn around and form an alliance in the southern continent."

Duke smiled: "It doesn't need to be so complicated. But I don't mind building an underground high-speed railway between Stormwind City and Ironforge. In this way, none of us will be afraid of being besieged again."

"Be careful." He felt a little concerned about Duke's strange refusal, but the idea of ​​building an underground railway caught Magni's eyes.

yes! If the Alliance of Lordaeron is so fucked up, we dwarves and Stormwind would be better off.

After experiencing the siege of the orcs, Magni can be regarded as enlightened.

Dwarves and gnomes alone are not enough, humans are a very necessary supplement. Whether as an ally or as a trading partner. There are so many human kingdoms, of course we choose the most pleasing to the eye, such as the Kingdom of Stormwind where Duke and Anduin are located.

The orcs are also a triangular assault formation. At the moment when the former army of the alliance has collapsed, the two wings have not yet joined the formation.

At this time, countless magic lights rose from the alliance's back formation, and this torrential rain composed of magic elements started from the middle of the battlefield near the left wing, and swept towards the right wing.

In Mograine's imagination, even if the orc striker who was hit by magic was not defeated immediately, there would be a huge gap in the battlefield. Even if the Chinese army cannot immediately seize this opportunity to turn defeat into victory, they can still strive to get the flamethrower team of the FFF regiment in place.

As long as you stand firm and advance layer by layer, it is not too difficult to win this battle in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, the vanguard formed by Orgrim was too terrifying.

The pouring magic did not cause too many casualties to them. Especially for those ogres, when the slightly weaker magic hits them, it often only makes the wind shield that seems to be born on them sway. They shake their bodies and carry huge weapons or shields. Keep charging.

Although the orcs' attack was chaotic, it was effective, because they had completely overwhelmed the alliance in terms of momentum.

And they are not afraid of death.

"Fire! Breathe! Burn these greenskins to death!"

The problem of the lack of experience of the frontline commanders is infinitely magnified at this moment.

Mograine didn't see that Orgrim's personal guards were so fierce, but he had already discovered that the forward was an orc from the Blackrock clan, so he gave the order to throw a spear. As a result, the command of the group of ignorant noble young masters was to breathe fire.

The long tongue of flame crossed tens of meters in the air, drawing out dazzling long snakes of flame.

However, this is of no use.

The orcs of the Blackstone clan are born with high resistance to fire.

In the eyes of the people of Lordaeron, these Blackrock orcs became the most terrifying Balrogs, because these rough and violent orcs rushed towards them brandishing their weapons while they were bathed in flames.

I thought that they would fall down and die after struggling for a few meters like ordinary people who were burned.

Ten meters passed.

Twenty meters passed.

Thirty meters...

Until they screamed wildly and threw themselves in front of the shield formation of the Chinese army, they were still burned to death.

"Ahhh—a monster!"

"We can't win! We can't win these flame orcs!"

A soldier abandons his duty.

More soldiers abandoned their spears.

They were dismayed to discover, however, that their commander had fled the line earlier than they had.

The alliance's central army also began to crumble.

Rexxar, wielding twin axes, fought alongside his pet. Looking at the collapsed alliance front, he seemed to feel that his beating heart was pumping out the blood of victory. This premonition was so majestic, he turned his head to look at Zulushid not far away, and it was easy for him to see it in the eyes of the other party. See the same color.

Orcs might actually win!