"Tyrone Bloodseeker? He's here too? Kilrog asked in surprise - he thought that Tyrone Bloodseeker and the Death Knights were still standing around the Narrow Sea maintaining the Frost Path. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Orgrim nodded, acquiescing to Kilrog's words - Tyrone Bloodseeker and those Death Knights are an extremely powerful force, think about it - without a weak body as a troubled warlock, there is little weakness in the face of a warrior of the same level.

However, Orgrim didn't trust Tyrone Bloodseeker too much, as he killed him with his own hands; Coupled with the fact that Orgrim also needed to keep an army as a reserve, he had Tyrone Bloodseeker and his Death Knight keep up with the orc army, but he never had them involved in any battles, and only now did he send them into battle.

Kilrog breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that as soon as Tyrone Bloodseeker and the Death Knights struck, the griffons fell to the ground one after another; However, he soon realized a very important problem: "The Hammer of Doom, Tyrone Bloodseeker and the Death Knights are here, so ...... How do I get back? ”

Orgrim gave Kierrog a strange look, then said, "Let's go back from the Sador Bridge." "—Did this Kilrog get a stab in the head like his eye? The Frost Road is only a stopgap measure, and the success of tonight is mostly a factor of luck; When the orc army triumphed, it was natural to take the Sador Bridge.

Kilrog realized that he was being taken for an idiot, but he didn't really mind, and continued to ask cautiously, "But, Doomhammer, if Zuhd and Grom have not been able to break through the human defenses at the northern end of the Sador Bridge, or if our side has been defeated before they break through that line...... What to do? How are we going to get back? ”

Although his intelligence is not as good as that of Orgrim, Kilrog's Bloodhole Clan has also grown in the battle against the Raven Man, relying on his cautious and cunning spirit.

"We will not be defeated." Ogrim's tone was a little complicated, and he shook his head, accentuating his tone, "We can't be defeated. ”

Orgrim didn't even think about leaving a way out for his army, and he knew that if the orcs were defeated, even if Tyrone Bloodseeker and his Death Knight maintained the Frost Path, the orcs would not be able to go back in the same way - there were countless ways for the human army to break those fragile blocks of ice, and it would be a good idea to kill the immobile and powerless Death Knights on top of them - and shoot them from a distance.

Luckily, Orgrim wasn't the one to think about what to do after the defeat; From King Terenus watching the battle from afar, to Anduin Lothar fighting to the death in the orc army, and King Solas at the head of Riptide Fortress, urging the soldiers of the city to open the gates that had been knocked out by the orcs' onslaught, the leaders of these alliances have realized that humanity will be the loser in this battle, and they need to think about what will happen after the defeat.

King Terenus was at the back of the line, and he was well aware that he was a little rash; Cavalry vs. Orcs, it was a hard-fought battle with fast fighting, and neither side could and could drag the war into overtime - that is, the return of Prince Danas.

In this case, the 20,000 most elite cavalry of mankind were doomed to be wiped out on the Arathi Heights - not that they could not run, but that they did not want and did not bother to escape.

On a strategic level, the battle was worth it; Although the armies of Stormwind and Lordaeron were about to be defeated after fighting with the orcs here, they also caused great losses to the orcs; The arriving Prince Danas, who commands one of the most elite armies in the human kingdom overall, is confident that he can end the war—or at least the orcs who have set foot on the heights of Arathi.

Anduin Lothar was content at this point, though he knew that he and his Iron Horse Brotherhood, the last independent formed force in Stormwind, might be dying here.

But Anduin Lothar was not afraid, nor did he regret it, for he thought of the same thing as King Terenus, and he also believed that once the war ended, the remnants of the storm would return to their homeland, and sooner or later they would be able to regain the peace they had before the war.

Of course, Anduin Lothar had his own concerns, and he grabbed the red-eyed Wryon beside him and dragged him to the middle of the Iron Horse Brotherhood's formation, where Wendthor and Marcus quickly filled the vacant positions - even though they were both bruised.

"Teacher Lothar?" Wrynn's eyes could only see a blood-red background, but he recognized the people closest to him.

"Listen to me, Wrynn, we're going to lose, we can't defeat this group of orcs......" Anduin Lothar said eagerly to his disciple.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Lothar? We'll be able to defeat these orcs, and if we keep killing, we'll soon be able to kill them all and avenge my father and the civilians of Stormwind. Lothar, let me go, I'm going to ......" To Lothar's surprise, Uryon began to refute his words—something that had never happened before—and began to struggle violently in his hands, trying to break free of his restraints and return to the front.

"Ureon, listen to me!" Anduin Lothar suddenly yelled.

Lothar's shout calmed Wryon a little, and he felt that the things in front of him were no longer so red, and his blood was no longer so boiling.

Seeing that Urian finally calmed down and looked at him blankly, Anduin Lothar couldn't help but sigh - he was afraid of something, he had just decided to let Urian go to the battlefield to experience it, but he didn't expect to encounter the most tragic decisive battle; Although this kid did well tonight, war is not something that can be controlled by one person......

"Wrynn, I need you to leave; From now on, all the members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood will escort you to the outer circle of the orc army, and as soon as we make a gap, you will run out immediately, run with all your strength, never stop, and run back to Lordaeron like this, do you understand? Anduin Lothar's tone had a strange feeling in it, and that taste was called farewell.