Chapter 14 13. The "Wise" Lord
"Report!"
By the time Lieutenant Drake returned to Dunholde Castle, it was already 45 minutes later.
He stood in front of Captain Blackmoore, holding an orc's head in his hand. The blood stained on the long sword and this hideous trophy represented his bravery, and also made this heroic human second lieutenant look extremely mighty.
"The elves are dead, Captain!"
Second Lieutenant Drake told the commanders of Durnholde Castle in detail what his scouting team saw:
"Actually, when we arrived, their final line of defense was on the verge of collapse. Those orcs were so ferocious that people were heinous, and there were trolls chaotically following them, causing heavy casualties to those elves, but..."
The upright second lieutenant whispered regretfully:
"However, if we set off when we received the call for help, maybe we could save their lives. Those elves are also very brave. They are not afraid of facing the orcs. To be honest, their slender bodies hide monsters no bigger than knights. Weak soul."
This kind of pure military-style regret made Captain Blackmoore look a bit ugly, but soon, he put the little unhappiness in his heart behind him. He raised his head and looked at Second Lieutenant Drake:
"Have the orcs retreated?"
"It was too dark, we didn't dare to approach."
The second lieutenant replied honestly: "But they found some things from the camp. When we were leaving, we heard the cheers of those trolls..."
"kindness..."
The captain rubbed his forehead and said softly:
"Since the situation is unclear, then stick to the castle and wait until dawn."
"Captain!"
Second Lieutenant Drake was a little dissatisfied when he heard this. The reckless man who was eager to prove himself on the battlefield shouted: "Shouldn't we go and kill those orcs and let them escape like this?"
"madness!"
The second lieutenant's scolding sounded at the next moment, he stared at second lieutenant Drake with a serious face, and he shouted loudly:
"Can you be sure that there is only one orc that attacked? Why did King Perenold build a castle here, don't you know? Dunholde is a strategic location along with Arathi and the hills, and we are ordered to guard it Here, once this place is lost, the whole of Tarren Mill will be directly threatened by orcs! Tell me, Drake, our people are more important! Or is it more important to kill a few orcs at the risk of losing the castle?"
Second Lieutenant Drake, who hadn't studied geography much, was embarrassed by the captain's scolding, and the captain waved his hand angrily:
"Go and guard the gate, tomorrow morning, we set off..."
"Captain! There is an urgent military situation!"
The door of the simple living room was pushed open, and a scout rushed into the hall with a document in hand, and handed it to Captain Blackmoore, who took it in his hand, opened it, glanced at it, and immediately became serious.
"Lieutenant Skarlock, Lieutenant Alden, and you, Drake!"
The captain put aside the official document in his hand, straightened his armor, picked up the command knife, and said loudly:
"His Majesty King Dailin of Kul Tiras, who came from Nanhai Town, intends to lead knights to attack the evil orcs tonight. We are also going to participate in this glorious battle and get the soldiers ready! We have 10 minutes Then go!"
"But Captain!"
The human warrior Draco's brain twitched again, and he asked:
"What if we leave and the castle is captured?"
"madness!"
The captain drew the second lieutenant's arm with the scabbard. He looked at the night outside the window and said in a deep voice:
"If you still stick to the castle at this time, if something goes wrong with His Majesty Dai Lin, we, the subordinates, will bear the responsibility. On the contrary, if we obey the order of the Admiral of the Navy and go to participate in the battle, even if the castle falls, it is not our responsibility..."
"Go get ready, this time we're going to kill those green-skinned beasts by surprise!"
"Obey!"
Several lieutenants turned and left to get the soldiers ready, while Captain Blackmore stood by the window, stroking his beard regretfully:
"I didn't expect His Majesty Dai Lin to have such a deep friendship with those stupid elves, and he was willing to take risks to go to the battlefield in person. If I had known, I would have left that ranger with his life..."
"However, it is said that His Majesty hates orcs very much. It seems that he wants to clean up the castle and let Thrall leave for a few days... Ah, a special little pet. I'm going to keep him...however, he has brought me good luck..."
"boom"
The captain's fist hit the window of the reception room. He squinted his eyes in a signature movement, looking at the dark night in front of him. He took a deep breath:
"I, Edras Blackmoore, I am destined to make a career..."
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Time goes back to the present, and the combined human and elf troops led by Dai Lin have completely disrupted the formation of the orcs and trolls, but their number is limited after all, and there is no way to completely wipe out these orcs, and the physical fitness of the orcs They were really tough. After experiencing the panic of being attacked, under the scolding of the orc commanders, they actually re-established a separate camp to fight.
For a while, the anxious positional battle started again.
"boom"
Dai Lin raised his two-handed epee, blocking the powerful slash from the orc warlord in front of him. The huge force from the weapon made him take a step back, but this was just the beginning, Safarur saw When half of the army he led was slaughtered by Dai Lin, the anger surging in his body could no longer be tolerated.
"Humans! Die!"
"boom"
"boom"
The battle ax that was swung was stained with the blood of human soldiers and elf rangers. Under the dim moonlight, every time this weapon was swung, it would bring a chilling power.
During the third consecutive slash, Dai Lin's wrist could no longer bear the heavy blow, and the long sword came out of his hand. Seeing that Dai Lin was about to be beheaded by the orc warlord on the spot, he didn't panic, The body rolled on the ground on the spot, dodging Safarul's last heavy blow. When he turned over and stood up, Dai Lin already had two more short-handed muskets in his hand.
This kind of firearm, which is often used by dwarves, was listed as a new type of weapon by the Human Alliance not long ago, and Dai Lin, who is good at sea combat, likes this kind of weapon that is extremely powerful in close combat. In this position, He didn't even need to aim, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger.
"bang bang"
Two loud bangs, accompanied by the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, the flames exploded on Saurfang's breastplate, the impact force knocked back the orc warlord several steps, his chest was already dripping with blood, and Dai Lin seized this opportunity, picked up a dead orc soldier's tomahawk from the ground, roared and rushed towards Saurfang.
"boom"
This time, it was the orc warlord who had the upper hand who fell backwards this time. Dai Lin swung a ferocious battle ax and rushed towards the fallen orc like a wolf.
"Die! Disgusting offal!"
"Roar!"
Sensing the threat of dying, Saurfang, the famous warrior in the tribe, was unwilling to die like this. The berserk blood flowing in his veins exploded, causing the rock-like muscles in his arms to swell again. Pick up the battle ax and block in front of him, barely blocking Dai Lin's fatal blow.
At this time, outside the dark battle circle, the roar of the orcs sounded again, and the offensive of humans and elves suddenly slowed down. The deputy general Red Blackhand, who had been sent to clear the road early, received Saru After hearing the news of Farr's attack, he came back with thirty orcs.
Frankly speaking, this number is not many, but now the two sides are fighting to the death and have reached the final stage of the decisive battle. These 30 orcs have become the decisive force.
"Overseer! Hold on, I'm coming! The black hands are coming!!"
The son of the former great chief, the patriarch of the Black-toothed Grinning Clan held a scarlet saber in both hands. He was so brave that it was outrageous. He rushed into the battle circle with the orc reinforcements like a beast. How could the exhausted human knights stand in the way? Can you survive this group of wolf-like orcs?
For a while, the battle line retreated steadily, and the arrival of reinforcements gave Saurfang great hope. For a while, he gritted his teeth and blocked Dai Lin's berserk attack.
"Your Majesty, we should go!"
The bloody great knight Cyrus desperately hacked and killed the two orc warriors around him, rushed to the panting Dai Lin, and shouted loudly:
"The situation is not good for us! We should retreat!"
"No! I won't allow it!"
Dai Lin turned her head and yelled at her loyal great knight: "I won't allow the victory to slip away from me just like that! Persevere! Persevere! We will soon defeat them!"
"But they have reinforcements!!"
The great knight knew how crazy his lord's desire for victory was, and at the moment he was trying to persuade, outside the battlefield, behind them, bursts of cheers sounded, and Dai Lin turned her head suddenly, and saw Hundreds of torches lit up on the hills in the distance, and against the backdrop of the flames, Captain Edras Blackmoore on a horse saw the situation on the battlefield, and he keenly saw the big man at the center of the battlefield.
A smug smile appeared on Blackmoore's face, and he snapped off the knight mask on his face.
"bass"
The sword was unsheathed, and the captain's voice sounded outside the battlefield:
"His Majesty Dailin is fighting the evil orcs to the death! Warriors of Alterac! Charge with me!"
"Kill those green skins!!"
"Ho ho ho ho!"
Second Lieutenant Drake, who could no longer hold back his inner excitement, roared and followed Captain Blackmoore. More than 20 knights charged towards the orcs. Behind them were hundreds of fully armed human infantry.
Frankly speaking, according to the slow running speed of the infantry, it is possible for the orcs to escape from the battlefield, but the problem is that seeing reinforcements coming from the human side, and they are in the hinterland of the human kingdom, once they are entangled, they can only be entangled. The reinforcements who arrived were completely exhausted.
This dire situation made even the most die-hard orcs feel frustrated, and their morale fell to the point of collapse for a while. Some desperate orcs even turned around and fled the battlefield. The blood of demons surged in their veins, bringing them The violent power also took away their honor. The current orcs are no longer the noble race of Draenor, they are just a group of driven slaughterers.
Never expect glory from the Slayer...
The scene in front of him made Dai Lin's almost desperate heart extremely excited. He grabbed the big knight's arm and shouted loudly:
"Look! We also have reinforcements! Who is this commander? I will personally ask for credit for him at the Seven Nations Council!"
"That should be the commander of Dunholde Castle, the baron of the Kingdom of Alterac, Captain Blackmoore, an old soldier..."
The great knight Cyrus was also full of joy. He wiped the blood on his face, and hesitantly said to the lord:
"But this captain's reputation is not very good. It is said that he likes to raise alien gladiators..."
"It's nothing, Cyrus! A good soldier should have this kind of barbaric hobby. As long as he can win battles for us, he is a qualified soldier!"
Dai Lin shook her head, took an epee from the great knight again, shook her head, looked at the orc warlord Saurfang who was slowly leaving the battlefield with the support of Red, the familiar feeling of victory made the navy The admiral seemed to be full of strength again. He gritted his teeth, swung his weapon again, and led the soldiers with high momentum, fiercely pounced on his prey who had already felt fear.
"Green skin, I'm Dailin Proudmoore, your destroyer, don't try to slip away from me!"
"Today! You are all destined to die here!!!"