Stratholme God

   Chapter 921 It's Burning (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

   "Lok-Tar\'Ogar!"

   The exaggerated and vast voice spread layer by layer. This was a world-shattering war involving hundreds of thousands of people. The dense orcs looked at it from a distance and almost traversed the ground.

   Hearing Thrall's cry, the one who responded immediately was the nearest group of orcs, and the ones who followed from afar, no longer knew which clan they belonged to.

   When the distant cry came, it sounded like an echo from the valley after the cry.

  Although facing the artillery of the Alliance, the orcs have no chance to launch such mindless crowd tactics, but at this moment, this is Thrall's optimal solution.

  The shock of the world-shattering war will surely be imprinted in the deepest part of the souls of the survivors.

  When two battle lines, which seemed to be boundless, hedged from the left and right sides of the horizon, and finally collided, a tragic scene happened.

  I don't know how many orcs, the opponent cut off their arms and smashed their heads in the first face of the charge, and lost their lives so cheaply.

  I don't know how many orcs' ancestors' souls watched their descendants cruelly consume each other's lives.

   In this high-intensity fierce battle, human life seems to be just a simple number symbol, which is removed by a very simple addition and subtraction.

   Sitting at the Alliance headquarters in the ruins of the Twin Towers in Zangarmarsh, McDonald watched with interest the surveillance footage from the scouts that had been arranged early in the morning.

   It has to be admitted that even a 'broad-minded' scoundrel like Velen would be quite excited when he saw the feud between the sworn enemies and the deadly fight against each other.

  This long live baby is excited, but he doesn't say it.

   "The Burning Legion is indeed vicious, constantly subduing the lower races as its own cannon fodder..." Velen blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah to the Burning Legion's dark history of the past 10,000 years.

   Anyway, that's the case. If you can kill it directly, the Legion spaceship will go up, and the surface of the planet will be bombarded wildly, and it will basically be over.

  If you can't drop directly, just fight the Devil Sea, and most of the resistance forces will stop there.

  Only those who have effectively resisted the invasion of the legion in the long history of thousands of years will the demon bosses consider all kinds of differentiation and persuasion. The enemy is so fragrant that they will consider accepting it into the legion.

  When Sargeras jumped back, he only persuaded the Eredar family at first, and then he kept accepting other powerful and evil races as his younger brothers, and the Burning Legion of today's scale...

   Velen's commentary was considered a reconciliation in this nutrient-poor orc battle.

   After all, this kind of melee with no strategy and tactics, pure hand-to-hand combat, actually has no bright spots.

   In most similar battles, it is often the braver side that pierces the formation of the other side, which in turn causes one side to flee or even rout.

   Originally, the bigwigs in the alliance thought that Thrall would be defeated.

  After all, the evil orcs on the demon side are obviously stronger alone, they have stronger bodies, faster movements, and stronger strength.

   This is definitely a big advantage in the infighting of the orcs without any rules.

   The result surprised the league leaders - the scene of the fight was indistinguishable.

   This is very unreasonable.

  The reason why the second- and third-rate clans of the orcs are looked down upon is that the soldiers are too physically disadvantaged, and the morale is really bad. In the face of orcs who are stronger and taller than themselves, soldiers of lower clans often lose their morale as soon as the leading centurion or thousand commander is killed.

   This is the consensus that the orcs have made among the clans for thousands of years.

   Today is very unusual. They may cry and shout and charge, or they may be ripped off by more powerful evil orcs. Although they are cowardly, no one retreats.

   "Ancestors watched us from behind—"

   "Ancestors bless!"

   A variety of similar slogans rose and fell on the orc front.

   If you want to blame it, you can blame Fenris for doing too much, killing too much, forcing all the captives to forcibly drink demon blood.

  The Nagrand orcs who have no way to retreat, under the instigation of Thrall, really understand what it means to be in a desperate situation and what it means to die without trying hard.

   This will to fight from the inside out drives these ordinary orcs to make the fiercest resistance with the simplest weapons.

   Even if you die! Also add an extra wound to the fel orc.

   One orc is like this, a thousand are like this, when hundreds of thousands of orcs all do this, this becomes the soul of the army!

   Thrall, with more individual strength but more people, well resisted the fierce attack of the evil orcs headed by the Thor clan.

The    battle has entered a tug-of-war stage.

  Thrall was able to bring a mob of rabble to this point, and even as a mortal enemy of the Horde, McDonald couldn't help but want to applaud.

  Unfortunately, due to his position, he couldn't, he could only watch this scene with a blank expression.

   Of course, the eyes are the windows to the soul. When Mai Xie swept the magic mirror group at the throne meeting, the eyes were saying - I wish all these **** orcs were killed.

   "The intensity of the battle is very high!" Magni finished speaking in a flat tone, blinking his eyes - it's not enough, let's have fun!

   "Even teenagers are on the battlefield!" Varian gritted his teeth, and then winked - it's best if the orcs die.

   "Orcs are indeed a cruel race." Tyrande was calm, but he was checking his bowstring while speaking, clearly joking that Thrall should not have come to Haishan in the first place.

Seeing that the leaders of the alliance were all in the black orcs, Velen, who was slaughtered by the orcs at the beginning, of course followed: "The brutality of the orcs is obvious to all, but you must remember that the demons who started this war are even more terrifying by transforming the orcs into evil orcs. The mastermind behind the scenes easily plunged millions of orcs into civil war..."

  Willen said that, and a small twitch twitched in Mai's brows.

   "I know the Burning Legion very well. Even though the current battle is so big, the number of demons who started the war in the first place will not exceed a thousand. It is highly probable that a high-level demon accompanied by several hundred middle-level and low-level demons contributed to the completion of this civil war."

  It's okay if Velen doesn't say anything, the more he says, the more painful McDonald's will be.

   "We must be careful not only of the legion, but also of the spread of demon blood within the alliance. As long as there is enough high-ranking demon blood, these sinister enemies can set off a storm..."

Every word of    Velen is like a bullet, accurately hitting someone's integrity.

   At this moment, McDonald's fully deduced what it means to smile on his face, mmp in his heart!

   Not knowing that all his flattery was on the horse's leg, Velen became more and more energetic. Although he vaguely felt that something was wrong, he really didn't realize that in the alliance, the black demon would also blackmail a certain alliance leader.

   It's just a short throw away, and someone from Mai will select Velen as the [Suicide Squad Star of the Month]!

   At this moment, Genn suddenly said: "Don't look at the evil orcs having the upper hand, once Thrall can hold it, I'm afraid they will train a steel master!"

Ha ha! So coincidentally, I am also afraid!

   Jean's speech this time, the absolute program effect exploded, because the grasslands of the battle between the orcs ignited——

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  ps: There were almost no updates today. It was really tiring for a few days in the Mid-Autumn Festival. All the relatives of Baganzi ran out on this day. Tired.

   (end of this chapter)