Anomaly Of Warcraft

From the very beginning, the battle was heated up.

The countries of Azeroth have neither signed the Treaty on the Prevention of the Proliferation of Biochemical Weapons, nor do they have anything similar to the Geneva Convention. The only purpose of the war is to kill him, kill her, kill them!

Carrying out love and true justice, with the joy of returning home to get married after this battle, the enthusiasm for fighting pervades the entire northern battlefield.

The situation where the two sides line up to fight only exists when no one can do much with anyone, or when one side is stuck in the main throat. As a partial division, Carlos's troops have no obligation or need to head-on head-to-head with the main force of the tribe. Even just being a Legion of Existence can greatly ease Lothar's pressure.

But my pants are all...I mean the knife is about to be blunt, you give me a pony and prick a bag of popcorn for me to watch the show next to me?

How happily bragging with my friends after doing this!

So Carlos weighed the pros and cons and thought he had to grab Lothar's limelight.

"In this battle, we will fight for the first place courageously, not to survive, but to have no regrets."

At the final military meeting, Carlos made a concluding statement with such words.

"What do you mean, Carlos, when I am a coward or a weak woman? When the troll and I killed you to death, your grandfather Zeng was not born yet!"

Alleria was very dissatisfied with Carlos's act of sending herself away from the battlefield, and finally found an opportunity after the meeting to grab the single Carlos.

"Quel'Thalas agreed to send troops."

"Huh?!~~What does this have to do with you wanting to drive me away."

The beautiful voice of the person stands out, and the character of Ha is interpreted with such a rich emotional connotation, and Carlos can't stand it.

"I can't abandon my country and help you fulfill your tragic wish, so I still have to rely on myself."

"Don't say so many unknowns, what are you..."

Carlos reached out his index finger against Alleria's lips, preventing the woman from chattering.

"I never think that revenge is wrong, nor do I think it is wrong to pursue revenge. But before I know it, I have come to this point. I am burdened with too much and I am unable to help you. It is not unwilling. It's not impossible, but impossible. Go, return to your people, lead your army, and end your tragic wishes. Then, forget everything."

Releasing his finger, Carlos added: "You know, when we first met, it was when you were the most beautiful."

After Carlos left, Alleria stood still for a long time.

"Aren't you a fool with face blindness."

Alleria sneered slightly and turned to leave.For a three-way march, Carlos's strategic goal is to annihilate the orcs to the greatest extent possible. As for the piercing orcs front proposed by the Stromgarde Rangers, they will meet the main force of the Alliance...Whoever loves to go, I will not go anyway.

Infantry coordinated combat has always been a big problem. In addition to the obstruction and pursuit of preset positions, the infantry's poor mobility cannot keep up with the pace of the cavalry. However, pure cavalry combat, supply and transportation and assault battles are difficult problems that every general feels disgusting.

Horse riding joint venture?

I've read too much of the novel. What kind of camp is that called? Set up some wooden boards to make it clear blue, and ram the ground three feet with thick wooden stakes. Show me this kind of camp?

The cavalry either maneuvered at the tail end, or hit the waves in waves. Both were tactics that gave full play to their mobility and impact strength, and they were both the choice of attacking the weak underbelly of the enemy with their own strengths. I really regard the cavalry as an invincible unit, and long live the charge as a omnipotent tactic, I am afraid I don't know how to die.

So the three-way march, the infantry in the center, the cavalry on the left and right sides, Carlos completely gave up the surprise attack, put on a dignified appearance, just to face your anus.

So the orc high governor said that he couldn't bear it, and came with 7,000 brothers.

Everyone has held each other for so many days, the rangers are looking for you to come and go, the scouts are facing each other, the vision is good, the fog of war is equivalent to nothing, Carlos has only traveled ten kilometers here, and it is the first time that he is physically weak. At that moment, the orcs took the lead in launching an offensive.

"I want to take advantage of my unsteady foothold, and not give me time for the legion to return to help. Where is the courage of the orcs!"

Carlos felt that he was underestimated and grinned angrily.

Excluding the left-behind personnel, the Chinese army has more than 10,000 people, and the main body of the front and back is three kilometers deep. Why do the orcs feel that with 7,000 troops without ambush, they can quickly wipe out Carlos' main infantry battle regiment.

The answer, strong orc!

Ordinary orcs are strong, but their size is actually quite similar to that of humans, except for the weird skin color and two cute teeth, which can basically be grouped into the category of humanoid creatures. And the strong orc, the thick upper limbs that violated the Basic Law and the black and green alienated skin that the bow and arrow could not break within two hundred meters, made Carlos react for the first time-coach, cheating on the opposite side, they are taking drugs!

Being overcast, but can't shrink back, this withdrawal may be a thousand miles away.

"Crush them!"

The local terrain is high in the southwest and low in the north. It is an arc-shaped gentle slope. Taking advantage of the high ground and attacking is a skill that all commanders do not need to teach. Dive is always less effort than back attack.

In fact, there were not many people who had direct contact at the first time. After all, the contact area was only that of the five hundred alliance against three hundred orcs, but in less than a minute, the first batch of human warriors and strong orcs were wiped out. .

Carlos gritted his teeth, heartache and anger. A bunch of drug-addicted orcs just killed the elite vanguard that they had accumulated for several years, and the orcs really deserved to die!

"Burst Arrow prepares, divides the battlefield, and orders the legions to line up vertically to seize favorable terrain."

Although he really wanted to go to the battlefield to teach the orcs to be humans, Carlos did not forget that his duty now is the commander, the commander, and the brain of this army.

With Carlos's not bad commanding ability, the humans and the orcs fought together, and the contact area continued to expand. In the end, when entering the reserve team, a two-kilometer-long crossfire line twisted and twisted along the terrain and spread over the ground.

Standing on the top of the slope, a drop of up to three to five meters does not provide too good vision. Watching his soldiers fight bloody, but the array line is still being squeezed, Carlos is really angry.

"What are Ymir and Shang Gewenjie doing? It's almost an hour, why haven't they come to support!"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid the orcs have intercepted our messenger, light a beacon."The captain of the guard approached Carlos and whispered.

For a moment, Carlos's heart moved, but soon, anxiety prompted Carlos to give up the idea.

Beacon Bingxiu.

As long as the beacon is ignited, all soldiers must march in the direction where the beacon is ignited.

What if this is the plan of the orcs, what if this is the plan of the tribe?

Fighting aid is a classic tactic that has been tried and tested. I have not been surrounded, so I can't mess around!

The orc did not play cards according to the routine, and he really caught Carlos by surprise. Even though he was proud, Carlos only dared to say that he could play five at a time. On him, two of them are good guys. There is no temptation, no traps, or even back-ups. These stunned orcs can only use F2A. However, there is a problem with their reinforcements. Carlos is a little confused in anxiety.

Shang Gewenjie and Ymir were bought by their opponents?

Are there secret deals between the opposition and the orcs?

Was he sold by Lothar?

Or his cavalry troops were wiped out!

No, you can't think about it, and you can't mess around with yourself.

Carlos suppressed the messy mood forcibly.

"Let the Tustin Gou get ready."

After the herald repeated the order and got the king nodded for confirmation, he quickly left.

Five hundred meters away, a strong orc changed again, his body swelled once again, and the thin wooden club in his hand swept across, and the human soldiers flew out.

Carlos looked in his eyes, scanned his gaze, and found no suitable weapon. He swept around again, walked to the rider in two steps, and snatched an extended ceremonial spear with the logo of the Union Lion head.

The tip of this long gun is not open, and it is generally used as a benchmark in a military parade or marching in a queue.

Carlos stepped back, the power of the holy light paid attention to it, accelerated the run-up and swung out vigorously, the spear shone holy through the heads of the human soldiers, pierced through the chest of the fierce orc, and came out, spinning silk The banner shattered the lungs of the orc, and the great pain caused the orc to shout silently, and then fell to the ground.

The barrel of the gun and the corpse of the orc supported each other, and the blood-soaked Union flag slowly unfolded under the action of gravity. In an instant, the humans cheered like a tide, but it also aroused the more bloodthirsty wildness of the orc.

The pretense was too big, Carlos took a hateful shot. Although powerful, killing a small captain-level orc across such a long distance would cost Carlos enough to get in and out of the orcs.

If I were Uther, how good the light cell would be.

Carlos thought a little depressed, and suddenly expended a lot of the power of the Holy Light to make him a little dizzy.

"Boss, Tustin Go is here for you."

The anxious battle situation attracted all the attention of Carlos, constantly arranging tasks and deploying troops, so that he did not find out that Gottajin was already standing behind him.

"Prove to me the power of trolls."

Carlos pointed forward without looking back.

"Have you seen that dry stream? I don't want any orcs alive on the east side of it."

"I thought you would ask me to prove the loyalty of the troll."

Gou Tajin said meaningfully.

"You have proved it, and now I doubt your strength."

Carlos still didn't look back.

"Oh, I would rather you continue to doubt our loyalty than strength."

Seeing Carlos didn't look back, Gotakin smiled happily.

"Because our power is for your use. And you are unmatched."

Turning to leave, Gou Tajin blew a whistle, and a tamed jungle raptor sprang out from behind. The other horses were disturbed by the breath of the hunter and neighed uncomfortably. The rider hurriedly calmed the mount, while the alpine horse from Alterac Mountains disdainfully slapped his nose and hoofs, as if to say, "Small, dare to come over." You can't be killed by one hoof.

Gottajin and his Tastinggo mercenary group have received the initial approval of most Alterac soldiers in the Carlos army. These trolls with braces and can talk about meat have got the military supplies they deserve. supply. Although the transformation of human armor into a troll body armor is somewhat nondescript, it is necessary to patch and iron.

However, it was in these troll mercenaries fighting for mankind that Carlos saw a little shadow of the two behemoths before Ten Thousand Years.

Because helmets are really difficult to modify, most of the trolls choose not to wear helmets. A small part of them is made of explanatory wooden boards to defensive arrows on the front, which is dubbed by human soldiers as the "Mask of the Big Badass". As the leader, Gotajin always has some special treatments, such as the raptor used for riding, such as a set of customized thick armor, such as an enchanted helmet made of wolf skull.

"Little ones, the hunt has begun, let's have a good time!"

Either the trolls checking their weapons cross-legged, or squatting and eating snacks, one after another stood up.

When the trolls straightened up, the other human soldiers around them realized that these guys are really tall.

"King Carlos of Alterac asked me a question."

Gou Tajin said in a playful tone.

"The troll executioner, the troll ruler, the big boss of the troll asked me who is stronger than the troll or the orc."

"Of course it's us!"

"The new troll is stronger!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

The troll language, the lingua franca, the howl of unknown meaning, no matter the kind of answer, all reflected the troll's rising fighting spirit.

"Our mission is a river, a dry river, the west is free, and the east must be ours!"

Gou Tajin explained the mission of the Tustin Gou mercenary group in a troll language.

"Then chief, who owns the river?"

"It's ours too!"

Gottajin's answer satisfied all the trolls.

With the twisted steps that humans looked like, the troll stepped into the battlefield.

Humph, what about taking drugs?

In the constant deployment of troops, Carlos keenly discovered the IQ problems of these strong orcs.

If you retreat, he will enter. There is no principle or reason.

When the human soldiers became familiar with the fighting method of fighting the strong orcs, the casualties began to decrease, and the front began to push back.

The new trolls of Tastingou are themselves the best of Zumasha, and after accepting the theory of human battle formation, they seem to have opened the door to the New World. Although the spear is easy to use, but the power is too small to poke, pure men want to enjoy the wonderful sound of the blade on the ribs as if playing the piano, and to enjoy the joy of the opponent's blood spray.

With the powerful vitality and decent fighting power of this new troll, Carlos temporarily stopped the orc from bypassing the front line from his right wing.

On the left, the front is inevitably getting longer and longer.

I don’t have enough cavalry under him, and now I’m launching a charge to fight the orcs. Damn, why there’s no news about my two cavalry brigade until now. Is it really only to light a beacon?

While thinking about the problem, the strong orc once again tore the middle line of Carlos.

"Guardian, go and stabilize the front!"

"Your Majesty, we must be careful...that."

The head of the bodyguard reminded it tactfully.

"You go or I will go in person."

Carlos looked at his head guard with a cold look.

"Your Majesty, the minister only needs half the staff."

The head guard nodded in greeting, stopped talking, turned and left.

Countless times, Carlos wanted to go straight to the front and fight happily, but he couldn't. There is only Admiral, who is the leader, and there is no commander who controls the situation. He can't give up his duties until the moment when the reinforcements arrive.

Because of the heroic combat and active activity of the paladins of the Royal National Knights Order, the human soldiers at the forefront still barely maintained their formation. As long as the formation is still in place, the orcs will not be able to defend humans as a whole, they will not be able to deploy their full strength, and they will not be able to give play to the advantages of individual combat power over humans.

"Are these orcs stupid? At this time, as long as the Thousand-man team continues to attack, our army can't stand it. It's time to go around, right? What the hell?"

The captain of his own bodyguard had already stepped down from the front line. Although he was panting, the blood on his armor belonged to someone else.

"Maybe there is another conspiracy."

The head guard was not sure, and could only answer Carlos' questions in general.

"In groups of ten, send 20, not 30 groups of scouts to explore the range of ten kilometers behind us, and go back quickly."

Carlos gave the order he thought was the safest.

The casualties have exceeded 20%. With 10,000 infantrymen going to the anal front with the seven thousand orcs, Carlos's brain has not yet convulsed. If it is the Royal Guard of Stormwind thirty years later, humans only need A to pass. But this was the second orc war, and Alterac's army was under him. Even if more than six thousand were long-time war veterans, they could not withstand such a loss. Carlos was very anxious, and if he didn't make any moves, he might not be able to maintain his morale.

However, there was no news from the flanking cavalry from the start of the war to the present, which made Carlos couldn't help but suspect that this was a huge trap, and did not dare to throw the last reserve team into the battlefield.

From three o’clock in the afternoon until the sun went down, the battle continued. The orcs didn’t mean to retreat at all. Several times he asked his chief guard to lead the guards to rescue the field. The chief guard was finally injured and his left hand was broken by the orc. This is strong. The man asked his subordinates to tie his weak left hand with cloth, and still stood beside Carlos, without the intention to rest.

"Your Majesty, you have let the scout probe for the third time, what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of conspiracy."

Carlos frowned.

"Where is my cavalry? Is the orc on the opposite side a stupid? There are too many questions. The first contact with the corps has already taken turns and rests twice. Is the orc's brain sick? Rotation, no waves. Ha, 10,000 orcs were used to annihilate seven thousand orcs. If I report this way, will Lothar say that I lied about my achievements?"

"The first level will not cheat."

The head of the bodyguard did not understand Carlos, or pretended not to understand.

On the front, the offensive of the orcs has weakened, and the impact of retreat has not broken through the human front. Humans are taking turns, but the orcs are changing from group to group, and they are confused and confident.

"Your Majesty, Great Victory, Your Majesty, Great Victory!"

The messenger galloped up on a fast horse.

"In the town of Hornhillier, Master Shanggwenjie and Master Ymir surrounded and wiped out the three thousand orcs defenders. The casualties were almost negligible, and the orcs burned a large amount of supplies."

Horn Hillier? Isn’t that a town sixty kilometers northwest?

"Those two fools!"Carlos was furious, his left and right flanks crossed the Chinese army to complete a beautiful annihilation battle, himself, the king...

"what!"

Carlos can only condense a thousand words into a wailing.

Why is his general so powerless after winning the battle.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, General Ymir is returning to help, and he will arrive in at most two quarters of an hour."

"The long-distance raid is one hundred and twenty kilometers long, waiting for him to stick his tongue out?"

No longer paying attention to the messenger who reported victory, Carlos drew out his Arcanite axe.

"Everyone prepares! Raid!"

In the orc command post in the distance, the high-ranking warlord was silent about the bad performance of the orcs.

"It's time to retreat."

"No hurry, human physical strength has not been squeezed completely."

The orc warlord refuted the opinion of the armored man behind him, who looked more like a human rather than an orc in shape.

"What's more, finally Orgrim's soldiers haven't died yet, so why are you panicking."

"Carlos is about to do it. I'm not sure to fight him while protecting you. That kid is a monster."

The armored man said.

"The King of Alterac is a monster? Hahahaha, it's quite new to hear this from you monsters who have come back to life."

The orc warlord said taunting.

"It's all for Lord Gul'dan, why bother."

"Enough, use shadow spells to control my mind, but give me reason, Gul'dan is a real villain!"

"However, you must obey Master Gul'dan."

"Yes, I must obey him, hahahaha."

As a confidant of Orgrim, the commander-in-chief of the defensive operations to the south of the Horde, and the high-ranking warlord of the orcs, he hated Gul'dan incomparably at this moment, but he was helpless.

Thirteen thousand orcs, due to their orders, and the rangers of Stromgarde and King Alterac's army smashed, at any cost, just to allow Gul'dan to take his clan to the south. Let the alliance powerless to pursue.

Orgrim? tribe? Orcs?

Sold, all sold by Gul'dan!

"You seem to hate trolls?"

The orc warlord discovered that the death knight who had seen or protected himself was always staring at the trolls on the battlefield, and couldn't help but ask.

"Hate while alive, but now it's just a habit."

The death knight replied calmly.

After another moment, the orc warlord couldn't help but exclaimed: "You are right. The king of Alterac is not as strong as a human being. I even doubt if he has been cast by the transfiguration Goronn. Let's go, An orc who has lost his mind is not his opponent."

The Stromgarde Rangers won, the Alterac army was about to win, but Gilneas and Lothar nearly collapsed.

Orgrim was already standing on the mountain pass, and even though the Alliance was firmly on the mountainside, it was impossible to withstand the orcs' death attack.

"Lotha, Anduin Lothar, you are too big, what gives you the courage to be one-on-one with us orcs! Send the order, let the trebuchet troops come forward, destroy the human fortifications, and ask the warlock , Can you summon the hellfire, attack at night, and cross this mountain pass, which is the silver pine forest. The tribe will finally win!"

Orgrim's unprecedented excitement, finally, finally, there are three hundred meters of mountain road, he will defeat the alliance, and the orcs will defeat the humans. An unprecedented sense of accomplishment filled Orgrim's heart.

There is no danger to defend. The defeated soldier in your Lothar's hand is nothing but a terracotta dog that we orcs can hack and slash. I want to put your skull on Doomhammer, my worst enemy!

Even though Orgrim was calm, he felt a little airy.

But at this moment, the Mounted Wolf rushed over and dismounted and said a word in Orgrim's ear.

Joy, doubt, confusion, smile.

"Forget it, victory is at your fingertips. The night battle is a waste of troops. Every orc's life is precious. Stop the attack, set up camp, and fight again tomorrow."

Orgrimmar changed the order with a satisfying tone.

There is only one reason, because the comer told him that the warlocks had disappeared collectively, and the rear army lost contact.

Gul'dan, you are the sinner of the Horde!

The more Orgrim burned with anger, the calmer his face became.

Three hundred meters, it was only half the size of a fingernail, but Orgrimmar knew that Lothar must be on the mountain. At the position where the humans hurriedly returned to defend, Orgrimmar arranged for his subordinates to build tunnels and towers for offensive use during the night.

If you want to deceive the enemy, you must first deceive yourself.

Leaving the sight of human beings and returning, Orgrimmar mounted the wolf ran wildly.

The truth, what happened, the warchief of the tribe needs the truth!

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