Chapter 572 The Final Battle

Duke and his party were not the only ones who arrived, Kilrogg* Deadeye and Zuluhed led nearly a thousand orc warriors to kill them in the distance.

On the side of the alliance, it was the twelve paladins and the entire line of human soldiers rushing over. The Knights of the Storm King's family had rushed away from Orgrim's personal guards, rushed to Lothar's side, and surrounded the alliance coach.

Not only that, but over a hundred steam tanks rushed over. The dwarves above were firing furiously, clearing the entire area of ​​orcs.

In the distance, after the tank assault group rushed back and forth, the entire orc army had been cut into several pieces. There are not many tribal battle flags still floating on the battlefield. Although these clans are still struggling under the human offensive, more and more mages and heavy artillery have entered the field, making their resistance useless.

If there are not enough orc warriors gathered together, it is impossible to break through the shield and sword array of human soldiers, but if they gather together, they must face the magician's concentrated attack. The most terrifying thing is the dwarf's largest tank destroyer.

Even though it was a huge, heavy thing, give it a turn and give it a minute or two to aim and reload, and when a shell comes down, it's going to shake the ground. In the hit area, within a radius of more than two hundred meters, there is absolutely no grass.

The orc army has fallen into such an endless loop, gathering will be gathered and wiped out, and scattered will be killed one by one by the human shield.

In addition, the back formation has been messed up by the dwarves' blitzkrieg, and there are 40,000 dwarf infantry nailed there in the back, constantly bleeding the orcs.

The slogan of "Lok-tar, ogar!" could no longer be heard, and the eyes were full of orcs who lost their weapons and fled in a hurry.

In its place were chants of "Long live the Union!"

Standing high above, Duke, who was sitting proudly on the top of the tank, looked down at Orgrim, and said words that were almost like a sentence: "The alliance has won!"

Orgrim got up again, shaking his body, spitting blood, he couldn't even pick up the [Doom Hammer] because of his serious injuries, but he still shouted in a hoarse voice: "This time, the Horde has failed. But so what? The Horde will have their third warchief! Every race in your alliance will die at the hands of Horde warriors! Until your world is ours!"

Suddenly, Orgrim shouted with all his strength: "Zulhed! Kilrogg! Kargath! Go! Go—the Horde has not failed! The Horde will never fail—"

Lothar sighed softly: "Catch the living!"

Even if he lowered his voice, even if his always sonorous voice was lowered, it was almost like a yell to the ears of ordinary people.

Led by the twelve paladins, more than 500 knights rode out at the same time and charged towards Orgrim.

Kargath Bladefist replaced answer with action, his gray muscles swelled every inch, and he grabbed Orgrim with his remaining hand, what he wanted was self-evident.

Tirion Fordring has arrived.

Under the acceleration of the war horse, the extremely fast hammer came crashing.

"Dang!" With a sound, Kargas barely blocked a blow with his huge fist blade attached to his arm.

He didn't have the slightest room to breathe, Gavin Lade's and Saidan Dathrohan's two hammers hit at the same time.

"Wow!" Even a hero who was born as a death gladiator as strong as Kargas, under the simultaneous attack of two top human forces, he still flew more than 20 meters away and beat a lot of ping-pong-pong on the ground It took a roll to recover.

Unfortunately, he has been far away from Orgrim.

Kargas slammed the ground with his fist, and Kargas retreated resolutely.

Yes, he tried his best!

Kilrogg* Deadeye wielded a sharp bony spur axe, and blasted a human knight into the air with one axe. The hard bone china penetrated the knight's plate armor, hooking out the intestines of the guy's abdomen. He looked at Orgrim, who had been rushed to his side by the twelve paladins, with his only remaining eye, and without hesitation, he turned around and left.

But Zuluhed... this Orgrim's deputy rushed over with a sledgehammer under everyone's surprised eyes.

That's right! He wants to save Orgrim, under the eyes of nearly a thousand human knights, twelve fierce paladins, and three female ranger heroes who are sharper than male heroes, and rescue his most beloved chieftain .

This can no longer be said to be reason or courage. At this moment, Zuluhed is more like a fanatical martyr. Not only him, but also more than 300 orc warriors who followed him to charge, they are all great warriors.

"Uther!" Lothar, out of breath, called out to the paladin leader.

Needless to say, everyone understands.

Duke raised his hands and pressed the bows and arrows of Cirvanas and Veresa. Magni, who had originally ordered to fire, also lowered the hand he was supposed to wave.

This is the last battle in this battle.

A true warrior transcends borders and even races.

They deserve respect as a matter of course.

Uther trotted with a large group of knights, and then let the horses begin to accelerate. At this point in the battle, no knight still has a lance.

What decides the outcome is the moment when they get close to each other, the knight's riding skills, and the fleeting duel.

near!

near! !

closer—

The orc warriors of Zuluhed have rich experience in fighting knights.

It is not easy to kill a knight directly. A knight with excellent horsemanship can dodge or use a cavalry shield to defend against most attacks aimed at his upper body.

The orcs' hammers swung arcs, and the lucky ones who succeeded could hit the horse's head with all their strength with the huge head of their hammer.

Hundreds of horses fell, blood streaming from their shattered skulls, their limbs twitching and dying. The knight on horseback either fell to the ground in embarrassment and killed the orc with a knife; or jumped off at the last moment, rolled on the ground, and then got up to continue fighting.

More knights, just before the orc's hammer or axe hit the horse, used the control of the reins to make the horse avoid death at a critical moment, and then used the horse's momentum to make a fatal blow.

In the first wave of hedging, the Alliance and the Horde fought 118:230.

Uther perfectly separated Zuluhed's attack, and with a hammer containing the power of the supreme light, it hit Zuluhed's right shoulder armor heavily, and almost everyone paid attention to Zuluhed's attack. Everyone heard the crackling sound. It wasn't just the cracking of the shoulder armor, but the cracking of the entire right shoulder.

Zuluhed's entire right chest was completely shattered by Uther's blow. He raised the arm of the hammer, flew high into the air, and began to circle in the air.