The contest of cavalry, in the case of an alien war, is often only a sign of the beginning of a war. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After all, their population base makes it impossible for them to organize a large cavalry force that can decide the outcome of a battle like humans, and use it as a killer weapon.

In fact, the human heavy cavalry charge, even in the eyes of the brave orcs, is like a roaring death, and when the speed is really pulled up, the cold knights who charge in groups are almost unstoppable.

In the Second Orc War, the human heavy cavalry was always the orcs who were mainly infantry, and the unspeakable pain often meant the end of the war when they appeared.

The Iron Horse Brotherhood led by the generalissimo of mankind Lothar back then, which made everyone fear, only need to wear heavy armor, hold high the battle flag, and ride on the same armored war horse with courage, charge, charge, charge, no matter what method Orgrim uses, they can only helplessly watch the victory get farther and farther away from the orcs.

On the battlefield of Alterac, which has completely entered the white-hot field, tall orc berserkers and heavily armored dwarven shield warriors, orc shamans who control the power of the elements, and dwarven musketeers who shoot in rows, mortar squads, a full 5,000 people, fight in a staggered battle on the plain, which is completely covered by heavy snowflakes.

It's like two beasts fighting to the death, biting the throat of their opponent before exhausting the last shred of strength, even if it comes at the cost of their own death.

Captain Balinda had lost his goat in a dastardly sneak attack five minutes earlier, but the moment she landed, the musket in Balinda's hand shattered the head of the frostwolf in the crotch of the pesky orc overseer.

The two commanders wielded heavy weapons, blue heavy axes and red decapitatorial knives that brought out a series of sparks with each impact, and the two men snorted and screamed meaninglessly, each time trying their best to kill each other.

Captain Furnace and Frostwolf Overseer, both of whom were far superior to the other soldiers in combat power, rashly approached their battle circle, both for the enemy and for their own people, it was a very dangerous move.

The two humanoid beasts, one tall and one short, made the ground where they fought crack, and once any profession entered the lord rank, the danger of the battle rose to another level.

"Disgusting wolf cub, your time of death is here!"

Balinda's blood-stained face could no longer see her feminine weakness, on the contrary, the expression on her face became more and more hideous, like a she-wolf, her short body did not change to her, the dwarves had long developed a unique set of martial arts suitable for their height, and Captain Stone Furnace was the best of them.

Galvan didn't answer, just bared his teeth at Balinda, and with the war paint on his face and the blood-stained broadsword, he really looked like a demon from hell.

The two collided again, and Balinda's body bounced out, as if it couldn't resist Galvan's great force and was pulled away, but the orc overseers clearly didn't feel a trace of the power they deserved from the dwarven female warrior's heavy axe.

Dangerous!

Galvan took a decisive step back, put the battle knife horizontally in front of him, and the next moment, flew out upside down, and Balinda, who had slipped on the ground, wiped her left hand from her waist, and a delicate black iron hammer landed in her palm.

The female dwarf took a deep breath and, with all her strength, threw the small black iron flying hammer towards Galvan.

The moment the black iron hammer was shot, it was strangely loaded with blue and flowing lightning sparks, and the speed increased by more than three times, and even pierced the air, shooting a small air explosion in the air.

Dwarven Skill - Storm Hammer!

The flying hammer, like a small blue meteor, cut a strange arc in the air, and although Galvan had tried his best to block, the trajectory of the flying hammer was so strange that it bypassed the decapitation knife of his rung, and hit him in the chest.

The tall orc overseer was blown off the ground by this powerful blow, and it took him two turns to fall to the ground, but he was also a battle-hardened warrior after all, and the moment he landed, he put the long knife in front of him, regardless of his chest in pain.

"Bell!"

Captain Furnace's heavy axe slam was blocked, but Balinda had the upper hand, how could this crazy female dwarf stop?

Her short body did not retreat, but stepped on Galfan's left leg hard, and the tomahawk in her hand, like a nail, smashed down on Galvan.

"Bell! bell!"

Galvan sensed the imminence of death, and he struggled with it, but Balinda had already made up her mind to kill Galvan here, how could she back down when she had the advantage?

But Balinda ignored one point, neither she nor Galfan were the strongest guys on the two sides, and the next moment, the cold air around her turned into an anthropomorphic ice punch under the control of the mysterious force, and smashed down violently towards the unsuspecting female warrior.

Shaman's Power!

Seeing that Balinda was about to fall into danger, another whistling storm hammer flew out from the dwarven side and struck the icy fist with precision, completely destroying it before it could reach Balinda.

Marshal Vandal withdrew his outstretched left hand, he squinted his eyes and looked at the other side of the plain of conquest, the old orc who was surrounded by an orc shaman, who came out of the dense forest, black strips of cloth wrapped around his eyes, two quaint stone axes were held in his hands, the orc was gray-haired, but with every step, all kinds of energy in the air would be active.

Frostwolf Great Shaman, Drektar!

Although the old orc's eyes had long been blind, Marshal Vandal could feel that the other party's attention was focused on him.

"Galvan... It's dead!"

The corners of Vandal's mouth moved slightly, and a hideous smile appeared on the face of Marshal Thunderspear, Balinda had the complete upper hand, and it only took a few seconds to take the life of the Frostwolf Overseer Galvan.

This war, the thunder spear ... Win!

But just as the old orc sighed, activated the elemental power in his body, and was about to go down in person to save his disciple's life, Fandar Thunderspear clenched his battle axe, ready to stop Drektar's rescue operation.

The two strongest people present suddenly looked up at the sky at the same time, where... The golden flame is falling from the sky!

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Ten minutes later, when the heavily armed griffin named Swiftfeather flew with Dick and Liadline to the Thunderspear Dwarf's stronghold in the Alterac Valley, above the town of Dandabar, the old dwarf Aikman suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Oops! Field Marshal Vandal's banner isn't in Dandabar, not even Barinda's little girl's flag! They're at war with the frostwolf orcs!"

"At war?"

Dick's brow furrowed when he heard this, and he looked into the distance where the valley was covered with snow, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind,

"Aikman, please take Liadline to Dandabar first, I'm going to the battlefield!"

"What are you going to do? they're probably all done!"

Aikman looked at Dick in amazement, who clumsily controlled Swift Feather to approach him, and after using the dragon hook to secure the frozen Liadrin, he threw the dragon hook chain to Aikman, who quickly pulled the chain, wrapping her whole body in a bearskin, but still trembling, Liadlin placed it behind her griffin.

With all that done, Dick grabbed the reins of Swiftfeather and flew deeper into the valley of Alterac.

"What the hell are you going to do, young man Dick?"

"I... I'm going to stop them, and at a time when everything is about to be turned upside down, and use their power for internal friction, it's really... It's stupid!"

Time returned to the present, Dick hovered high in the air, looking at the battlefield below, like two groups of ants fighting, Dick's heart suddenly surged with disgust and impulse, maybe the great demon was about to descend on Dick too much pressure, he now very much needed enough strength to reverse the disadvantage.

Whether they want it or not, they have to give me a TM stop this stupid internal friction!

Dick patted Xun Yu's head, and then pulled out the fire of justice behind him, he took a deep breath, the cold air, making his mind calmer and firmer.

"Anvina, remove the seal!"

The next moment, Dick's body leaned outward, and the whole person fell from the griffin, his head downward, his hands holding the fire of justice that began to burn, and the strong holy energy in his body was divided into two parts, one part was poured into the holy hammer, and the other part poured out of the body, forming a thick shield of holy light outside the body.

This is no longer a sacred bulwark in the sense of normalcy.

The symbol of the power of the Light swelled up beyond his body, and a burning flame of holiness spread out in the air, like the wings that spread out behind Dick.

The fiery breath melted the cold snowflakes that had melted half of the sky, and also melted into the darkness in front of Dick's eyes.

Before, he just wanted to change his fate, but now, he is going to start changing the world!

The cold wind blew through his hair, blowing strands behind him, and his eyes were cold and stubborn.

Another line of the world has unfolded in Dick's eyes, the demon has invaded, Dalaran has been destroyed, and the whole world has entered the era of chaos because of the collapse of the World Tree, and disasters have followed, elemental turmoil, the plague of dragons, the scourge of the undead, and the shadow of the old gods, although each time it will subside, it is overdrawing the potential of this world in advance.

This is no longer a game, this is the real world, and I am responsible for the cruel fate of reversing the world's eventual demise, and I will not allow you to consume the lives of this world at will.

I will not allow you to send this world into a future of ashes with your own hands!

I will not allow everything I have done to change to be trampled on by you!

"Stupid war, stupid death, if you can't see the crisis, then, let me help you!"

The cold wind hunts, and the snow fills the sky.

At this moment, falling from the sky, the fire of holy light was ignited, and the young man who was about to burn the sky was like a dragon.