Chapter 564 Not Enough (Subscribe)

"Hahaha!" Seeing that Uther had finally entered the formation of the orcs, Duke showed appreciation.

No, it's not so much an admiration, but a kind of longing for legendary heroes.

Duke was actually a little bit apologetic, because he stole a lot of the limelight from Uther's Twelve Paladins. Of course, for a time traveler, this kind of apology is probably a small spoonful.

The sky in the scorching canyon is always thick with dark clouds and smoke, casting a thick layer of shadow and blood on everything below.

But now, the middle of the cloud gradually spread out, and a pure ray of light shot down directly. When Uther attacked the tribe's army, the paladin seemed to turn into a ball of pure holy light, which was terrifying and terrifying. Hitting can at least dismantle an orc warrior from the whole into parts.

You know, this is a combo attack made during the high-speed gallop of the holy light horse. From the perspective of others, it is the arc of countless golden lights that he swung, and then his surroundings are clean.

As long as the other paladins are within 30 meters of Uther, Uther's holy light will also permeate them. From the beginning of the war to the present, the Silver Hand has expanded more than it has in history.

This is due to Duke's encouragement of Lothar's full support, and these paladins also play the mainstay role in each legion.

They saw from a distance that Uther dared to charge towards more than 200,000 tribes with only twelve people. They were stunned, dazzled by the sheer force of courage.

There are more paladins eager to join this fearsome charge, but Uther's paladin squad is just too fast. Twelve paladins charged into battle, their faith bursting from their hammers, axes, and swords. There were even soldiers of the alliance who were trapped in the orc ocean and formed a circular formation, and automatically spread out to give their horses more space to sprint.

"No! Come back! Leave that handful of troops alone! Charge on!" Orgrim yelled.

Uther didn't hit Orgrim directly. Once the two of them fight, it won't be a battle that can be resolved in ten minutes. What the Alliance needed was to curb the tide of the Horde's attack, and the best way to achieve this was to disrupt the Horde's formation, so Uther chose to overwhelm half of Orgrim's guards, and then walked away magnificently.

Unfortunately, many orcs were enraged, and they turned and ran towards their new enemies - the shining paladins.

For the first time, there was chaos in the torrent that the Horde had been following in one direction since the war began.

The march of the Twelve Paladins continued.

They had forgotten how many orcs' blood had been stained on their weapons. Gavin Ladd originally wanted to count, so that he could brag to others later, but unfortunately he gave up when he counted to fifty.

It was a brutal fight, savage against fanaticism, shiny chain mail against tattoos and piercings.

The orcs were strong, brutal and insane, ignoring their own pain; but the paladins fought back with righteous rage and brimming with holy light.

In front of the glorious holy light like the burning sun, countless orcs were defeated in one round, and the price of failure was their lives and glory.

At this moment, Duke, who had already lost his combat power, suddenly said softly: "Sure enough...it's still not enough!"

"Not enough? What's not enough?" Veresa asked.

Without Duke's answer, Alleria shot an orc to death with a long arrow, and replied: "The alliance is not enough to turn the tables!"

Alleria was right. Even though most of the orcs attacking the alliance's right flank knelt down, the number of orcs still had an absolute advantage overall.

Coupled with the natural physical gap between humans and orcs, it is only a matter of time before humans are slaughtered in this melee. If the human beings who are the core force are defeated, then the remaining dwarves and high elves will not be able to please them.

Suddenly, Duke suddenly turned his head, because he was not the only one, many people saw Alexstrasza in the form of a dragon flying away from the battlefield, and at the same time, the equally huge Baron Geddon was slowly sinking into the scorching canyon in the river of lava.

Obviously, the evenly matched two sides gave up the idea of ​​war.

For some reason, Duke remembered the series of fighting pictures commonly used in QQ groups before time travel.

"Hello? Come out to make trouble!"

"XX location, see you there or be square."

"Bring machetes and clubs."

"Come with a car."

"Uh... it seems that the two sides have reached an agreement."

That's right! It's just so hilarious.

Hundreds of thousands of mortals below are fighting to the death, while the supernatural beings that have caused great troubles to both sides of the war are like visiting a garden, leaving a mess for the alliance and the tribe.

Alexstrasza's magic message also arrived at this time: "Duke, I have let the fire element go back. What I want to say is... I can't help, sorry..."

Even so, Duke still wanted to thank the Red Dragon Queen: "No, I am the one who should say thank you. At least I don't have to worry about [Mana Burning] after recovering a little mana."

"Next time, as long as I don't violate the iron law of the Red Dragon Legion, I will be there whenever I'm called." This is already a very heavy promise for a powerful existence beyond the mortal world.

"Well, there will be a chance." Duke's mouth turned up mysteriously.

Looking back at the battlefield, although the paladins are still charging furiously, riding their horses and leaving without stopping as soon as they make a move, they are gradually surrounded by hundreds of times the number of orcs. If this continues, perhaps their only end is to wipe out one Another orc, until finally he himself fell too.

Far behind the Twelve Paladins, the Alliance and Horde armies are still fighting to the death on this scorched land.

The sky-shattering sound still washed over the ears of every alliance commander like a tidal wave.

At home, the league hasn't completely collapsed.

A flag with a red border and a white background, with a crimson emblem, is still struggling to support in the green ocean.

That was the Scarlet Crusade of Mograine and Abydis, and it was also the most powerful army in the entire Kingdom of Lordaeron.

It has participated in the first South China Sea War, the Silverpine Forest War, the defense of Lordaeron, and the liberation of Ironforge. From north to south, its glorious legends spread throughout the continent of the Eastern Kingdom.

He is also the greatest confidence and support of King Terenas. Even if they are very displeased with Terenas' arrogant face, no matter which country the king has to admit, this is an army forged by the most tenacious chivalry spirit.

Full of glory, strong-willed, and never back down.

But this army has now shrunk from 30,000 before the war to less than 8,000, and almost everyone is injured.