"Captain Paynes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Those militias should be able to take on some of the lighter tasks, such as being in the third row of the soldiers' array, which helps to increase their combat adaptability, and they should be less fearful now. And their fighting skills aren't terrible, are they?," Claire suggested as she walked.

"Thank you, Pastor Claire. I admire your devotion to the Light. I'll arrange it. I have some other things. Paynes made a rare slap on the wrist. "There's something unusual about tonight's fight, Reverend Claire."

"What do you mean?"

"I've fought these green-skinned orcs on the front lines, and their intensity of attack tonight is too low. They don't look like they're rushing to get through here, they're more like they're blocking the exit. Although they are as savage as beasts, I guess they are not stupid, they have a very good tactical command staff. Paynes paused, "I suspect they're waiting for reinforcements, Pastor Claire. ”

Claire's heartbeat skipped a beat, "Are you saying there will be more orcs?!" If it turns out to be as Paynes guessed, the Northshire Valley will go from protecting their natural walls to the graves of all of them!

"As bad as it is, I think so, Pastor Claire. Paynes nodded solemnly. "These orcs are supposed to be their vanguard, responsible for clearing the outposts and scouts along the road, and the crystal farm should have been looted after they were discovered. ”

"So, Captain, what should we do?"

"We may have to break through to Stormwind, and I would like to ask you to rush back to the monastery and inform His Excellency the Bishop to gather everyone. Organize miners and lumberjacks to form a militia on an ad hoc basis. ”

"I see, Captain, I'll go!" Breakout, crazy and the only choice. Claire could only trust the veteran's judgment.

"Please try as fast as you can, and ride my horse. The longer it drags on, the worse it will be for us!"

"I understand!" Claire nodded, turning and trotting toward the captain's horse.

Dawn in the North County Valley

There was already some orange light in the sky, and the white lady and the blue child were nowhere to be seen. The monastery, which was supposed to be quiet, was still brightly lit. Most people stay up all night. An evil force of orcs has invaded the Elwin Forest and is attacking their valley, and they know those orcs, they are an evil and bloodthirsty race. They've done the same thing before, and that time, the humans on the outskirts of Stormwind have suffered a lot of damage, these orcs have not survived, they have burned everything, and their evil magic has left scars on the land that will not heal. Their king had defeated them valiantly, and now they were coming again, and the army was fighting at the front. Hopefully, with the Light, Captain Paynes will be able to repel them.

Well, Bishop Cassel is going from house to house to pacify the civilians. Those civilians can't panic too much, that will have a direct impact on the front line.

"Your Excellency. This was the last one, and the miners of the mine were gathered in the militia dormitory. We were a little understaffed, and half of the pastors were taken to the front. "Desen has never been so tired, they have calmed down all the civilians who live in the valley. The Bishop also performed healing techniques on several sick families. Holy Light willing, Lord Bishop must not be tired at this time.

"Lord Bishop, I'll just go to the miners, you need to rest! ”

"I'm fine, Anderson. His Excellency Fao is fighting on the front lines, and I will rush to the front line after pacifying them. We can't let one Lordaeron steal all the show. Cothorne didn't give Anderson a chance to continue persuading him, and he walked quickly towards the militia. Anderson was a little helpless, so he had to follow in the bishop's footsteps.

Outside the valley of the Northern Army, in the forest.

"Sarukh, why don't you attack yet, those weak humans shouldn't have resisted me for so long!" The green skin and red eyes gave the orc a natural sense of evil. At least 1.5 times the height of a human. The stout limbs show their strength. Their rudimentary armor covers only their vital parts. It was shouting at another orc who looked like it.

"You should control your emotions, Carlos. The walls of that valley are thick. We need some siege weapons!"

"One more heroic charge and we'll be able to break through their ridiculous walls. The warriors of the tribe will not flinch in front of a small wall!"

"Shut up, Carlos. We're heroic, but we're not stupid! They're stuck in that pass. The army of the Horde will arrive in half a day. Our goal is to purge all human outposts. This valley is the last. We don't need to sacrifice more fighters. Just make sure they don't notify the humans in Stormwind. Don't forget that we failed last time!"

"It's their failures, we're not the bastards. ”

"That's it, Carlos, it only takes half a day to send someone to watch over the humans in the valley. The whole of humanity will be destroyed by us. The Horde is invincible!"

"Let's hope the Hammer of Doom doesn't think so, Saluk. Our new Great Chief doesn't like this style. ”

"We've lost a lot of warlocks, Carlos, and if one or two warlocks were with us, the walls wouldn't have stopped us for long. ”

"****, Sarukh, the tribe doesn't need those shady crumbs. ”

"Alright, Carlos, go and rest the warriors, we've been fighting all night. It's dawn now!" it didn't want to continue the conversation.

"Wow!" the orc called Saluk foamed at the mouth and walked towards the makeshift camp.