Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Rush! Rush from the side and hammer those humans!"

At the moment when the centaur had been defeated by the joint strangling of humans, orcs, trolls, and taurens, in the southeast of Dustwallow Marsh, the "siege" of the stone mallet ogres was still going on.

The chief of the stone mallet Tagos shook the heavy black bone-breaking hammer in his hands. In his roar, the stupid ogre, without any defensive armor on his body, almost rushed towards the new rapids with bare hands. Position, but these idiots also remembered the chief’s command that they did not go straight, but went around the mud on both sides of the New Rapids and attacked the human position from both sides.

Anyway, the Arathi were also confronted with the Dark Blade Undead for several years, and they were still fighting on the battlefield with real swords and guns. They also experienced the baptism of new wars. Although the firepower configuration is not as sad and mad as the Dark Blade Legion, Anyway, it has migrated to this place for more than a month, and the number of city defense artillery is absolutely sufficient.

But the bad thing is that the cunning ogres walked the quagmire route, almost perfectly avoiding the direction of the bay's battleship shelling. Er, it may be that the fools are too lucky. In short, the fleet's guns cannot Accurately hit the ogres at the city gate, so under the command of General Tanred, the sailors of Kul Tiras, and the blackwater pirates who submitted to Stromgarde, lifted a dozen doors with a trolley The naval gun reached the rear of the position.

In the roar of artillery fire, those who are not smart enough are considered bad luck. In the first round of shelling, dozens of rushing hapless ghosts were killed, but the ogres who walked on both sides of the battlefield The soldiers, while taking advantage of the time for the shells to fill, rushed across the position and began fighting with human soldiers.

Under the leadership of King Galin, the human knights crossed the position from time to time, rushed into the ogres, and harvested the ogres that were injured or scared by the explosion of the shells with long swords, but those rushed to The ogres on the human position used brute force and superficial magic to cause some trouble to the soldiers of the newly prepared Rapids.

"Go! Monster!"

King Galin cut off the head of the ogre who was roaring in front of him with a sword, but another ogre holding a thick wooden stick screamed and rushed over at this time. Before the king had responded, he used a wooden stick Slammed **** the head of the king's warhorse, the poor beast uttered a whimper and drove King Galin out.

The young king was dizzy on the ground, but was quickly escorted back to the position by the knights who came to rescue him. The king gritted his teeth and wiped the wound with gauze while looking at the stupid ogre. Carrying his own horse and ran back to the opposite position, the guy's sneaky gesture made the king's heart feel like a sullen air, that is, he couldn't go up and down.

However, the mud on both sides of the battlefield is difficult to walk, so there are not many ogres rushing over. Under the greeting of the soldiers’ rifles and long swords, soon, the ogres screamed and screamed, and the distance Ogre's position seemed to see the difficulty of this position too. The Chief of Stonemaul Tagos no longer forced his men's reckless charge, they stopped there, and they didn't know what the idea was thinking.

"Your Majesty, these ogres are very cunning, much smarter than those in Arathi Highlands, hell."

An old knight drank breathlessly and said to his king:

"They realized that we had a firepower advantage, they hid outside the bombardment zone, and from time to time tried to bypass the frontal positions from other directions, we had to rush out to repel them."

"But fighting head-on, the knights are not necessarily stronger than this group of idiots."

Garin's forehead was sore, and the young king gritted his teeth and said:

"It takes three knights to face an ogre head-on, and we don't have a steam tank in our hands... There will definitely be serious casualties when we rush out, right, is there any news over the crossroads?"

"not yet."

The old knight shook his head: "The gray chopp is facing the barbarian barbarians who are coming and going. It is much harder for them to end the battle than ours. The group of centaurs can't do anything else. They run away and fight back. This skill is first-rate."

"what!"

Garin gave a frustrated blow to the position sandbags in front of him. He gritted his teeth and said:

"If we have a steam tank unit in our hands, we don't need much, as long as ten tanks, even a Griffon Wing..."

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Just when the battle situation reached a stalemate, a griffon knight flying from the north suddenly appeared above the position. He jumped into the position and even had no time to drink the water. He rushed to the king and told him good news.

"Your Majesty, we won the battle at the crossroads. Orcs and trolls, and some half-cows who haven’t seen us, come to help us. Now Lord Greyjop has divided a part of the knights back to the castle, and those who come to help Orcs and trolls, they are very fast, and may reach the rear of the battlefield in an hour."

"How many are they?"

Garrington's eyes lit up. He felt his forehead no longer hurt. He grabbed her and asked:

"Are there 2,000 people?"

"Our people and tribes add up to 4,000 people!"

The sentry was also very excited. Obviously, he also saw that the battle was moving in a direction beneficial to mankind.

After hearing the news from the sentry, King Galin was suddenly excited. He rubbed his hands and turned around. After a while, the king made up his mind. He looked back at the old knight behind him, he said in a deep voice :

"Push the city's anti-aircraft guns forward from the woods and quagmire on both sides as far as possible, don't disturb the idiots, and prepare the knights and soldiers to charge. Once the reinforcements arrive, we will attack back and forth. We have reinforcements... artillery and knights charge, they will certainly be at a loss, then that is our chance."

"But your majesty! That's a tribe! Orcs... do you really trust them?"

The old knight is a complete veteran who has experienced two orc wars. He has followed General Danas and chased the orcs to the burning plain. He has witnessed the failure of the tribe and witnessed the destruction of the human empire caused by these invaders. In the minds of veterans like him, humans and orcs can never stand together, and the blood feud between them cannot be washed away.

But Galin... Galin is different from the old knights. He is a new generation of young people. In his time, the orcs and humans have faced each other across the sea. Although he has also experienced orc wars, in any case, in In the era when he became king, the seeds of peace have been planted in the confrontation between Lothar and Orgrim. Perhaps this kind of seed will take a long time to take root and germinate, but in any case, Galin’s heart, dressed, is Greater goals.

Because the inner yearning is high enough, there is room for peace in his heart.

"Empires have failed, Knight Aldrin, the times have changed. When the empire is crumbling, the orcs have transferred their power for our people. They are still coming to help us. The Arathi never forget the injustice, Arathi. People never fear peace..."

The king looked at the ogres who were about to attack again, and he said in a deep voice:

"I know that the blood feud between the two sides is difficult to eliminate, but at least for now... we have to think about the people in the city, I decided to accept their goodwill, if you disagree... you can go to the back of the position and pretend I didn’t see it. If those old nobles would accuse me or even remove me, let them come!”

The rare tough attitude of the young king silenced the knights around him. After a while, the old knight shook his head:

"If my loyal His Majesty has the consciousness to shoulder such a heavy mission, then why should I stop you? But I still don't trust those orcs, those barbarians...I will supervise them!"

"Say these words after the battle is over!"

Galin waved his hand, and the knights behind him immediately walked into the castle with only half of the wall and began to move the artillery forward according to the king's request.

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"Just there! Did you see them? Those ogres, they are cutting down trees!"

Supported by the voodoo mystery of the troll Wojin, the leaders of the reinforcements who came from behind hid in the forest, watching the strange actions of the ogres thousands of kilometers away, rippling like water basins in front of their eyes. In the picture, some stupid ogres are cutting wood under the instructions of a few guys dressed up as ogres, and behind them, there are some weird installations.

"This is... this is the kind of engineering tool that the old tribe often used!"

Garrosh only looked at it and shouted: "I saw this stupid thing in the Nagrand Grasslands when I was a kid. It only needs trees that are strong enough to function."

"Well, it really looks like a stone thrower."

Woking touched his fangs and said to others:

"The trolls will use these things when they fight, but ogres...I have never heard that ogres also use this stuff."

"They plan to attack the city?"

Thrall's eyes widened. He looked back to the gray yopp and the human knights who were on the side. The orc shouted loudly:

"Hello, is there a city wall in your city? These ogres are preparing siege equipment!"

"Ok?"

Grey Jop’s expression immediately became serious. He glanced at the orcs and trolls. After a while, he shook his head:

"The city wall hasn't been built yet, but the ogres should have been stopped by the artillery...we have to speed it up!"

"Then go!"

Garrosh patted the dust and said to others:

"After fighting this battle early, I still want to go back to rest."

He deliberately glanced at Gray Jop:

"I don't think these humans intend to keep us eating."

"The Arathi never ungrateful, orcs...a meal, a bed, we still have."

A human knight couldn't help but refute the sentence. In the gray order, the knights quickly turned their horses, and the orcs and trolls also mounted their own mounts. The tall tauren people could not march quickly, so He stayed at the crossroads to help the human garrison clean up the centaurs there, and by the way, took advantage of the opportunity of victory to eliminate the Kokal centaur tribes entrenched in the barren land.

After starting today, the barren land may not be too quiet. The arrival of mankind not only broke the distribution of forces here, but also brought a new wind of war to Kalimdor.

"For the tribe! Charge!"

Garrosh rushed from the rear forest to the group of ogres that were assembling the stone thrower. He was waving flaming oil in his hand. Between the roars of the wolf, the pungent oil fell heavily. On the pile of wood that had just been felled, Thrall's finger behind him waved, the flame of the element jumped onto the oil stain, and the next moment, between the fires, a large pile of wood was ignited.

The fire is skyrocketing.

"They are coming!"

Galin, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, suddenly jumped over the position, his fingers pointed fiercely to the battlefield ahead:

"Bombardment! Bombardment, drive these barbarians out!"

"Boom"

In the shadows on both sides of the position, the projectiles fired by the suddenly fired artillery immediately plunged the frontline ogres into chaos, and at the moment when the light of the fire tore the darkness, under the leadership of Galin, The knights of Stromgarde crossed the position, and the infantry in the rear also grabbed their weapons and launched a charge behind the knights.

On the side of the stone mallet ogre, the three sudden attacks put the poorly disciplined ogres into a headless flies-like embarrassment. The demons are still retreating subconsciously. Their retreat also disrupted the front line. In addition, the fierce orcs were madly destroyed in the rear. The burning fire blocked the road of the ogre's retreat.

"Don't run! Roar! No running!"

Tagos's two heads roared at the same time. He waved a bone hammer, a hammer on the ogren's head running around. The cruel blood and minced meat flew around, but for the barbarians, Once the overall formation is destroyed, it is difficult to let the leader be brutal, and it is difficult to restore the decline. Moreover, the human soldiers put the smaller-caliber naval gun on the wooden car and pushed it all the way. Putting a few cannons, the whole ogre formation was chaotic during the roaring shell attacks.

"Go! Go! A bunch of idiots!"

Tagos saw that the situation had been biased towards the worst situation. His three eyes turned, and the guards around him planned to evacuate the battlefield. However, Tagos killed in the chaotic ogre. When he came out of a **** road, before the road leading to the depths of the Dustwallow Marsh in front of his eyes, Galin, who had been bathed in blood, had taken a team of knights to stop him from leaving.

"boom"

A long sword stuck in the ground in front of Tagos, and Galin riding a horse took a step forward. He looked at the tall ogre leader:

"I want to challenge you! Idiot, you stupidly attack our defense, I won't let you go so easily!"

"Come on, use your ogres to end this battle!"

"The winner wins everything, the loser loses everything! Do you dare to accept it?"

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