But all of this is meaningless now, Ogrim thought, a wicked smile on his lips - and despite the cost he had planned, in half an hour, the orcs would completely destroy the last line of defense of the humans in the city, and soon the city would become a fortress for the orcs on the Arathi Heights, relying on which the orc army would at least take the Arathi Heights. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Moreover, Orgrim believes that the price paid tonight is worth it, because the orcs have only sent regular troops, and the power of the death knights, the engulfed ogre tribes, and the red dragons has not been used in this siege.

These powers will come in handy when the orcs are under the city of Dalaran and Lordaeron, especially since the presence of the red dragon will definitely be a nightmare for the mages of Dalaran.

With a blueprint in his mind for the orcs to sweep the continent, Orgrim could barely contain his joy at the sight that he had noticed that the human soldiers on the walls were a little sluggish in their movements—not because they were tired or had given up resistance, but because they were all looking north at something.

What were they looking at?--Orgrim felt strange, and looked to the north of Riptide Castle as well, and in an instant, the orc chief's face became solemn, his eyes bulging out slightly, and his look of exasperation was revealed—how was it possible?

"That'...... What is that? Hammer of Doom!" Kiilrog exclaimed—to the north of Riptide Castle, the bright moonlight illuminated the field. Farther away, Kilrog could not see what was there, but he could see the smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun that hung over the field.

"How do I know!!" Ogrim yelled, almost snarling.

"Yes, yes......" Kilrog quickly aimed his floating eyeballs at the area, and the green projection appeared on his hand, stunned every orc who saw it.

Cavalry, human cavalry in brigades.

Thousands of cavalry, in a sword-like formation, galloped towards Fort Riptide, and in the projection, these cavalry moved extremely fast, and soon ran out of the range of Kilrog's eyeballs, and judging by the speed at which the smoke moved, it would only take them ten minutes at most to reach the battlefield.

"What's going on, Zujin, where's your scout?" Kilrog retracted his eyeballs, put them back in his blindfold, and then buckled the blindfold and yelled at Zujin - what did these trolls do? The human cavalry was so close that his scouts didn't notice?

"What are you yelling about, they have all had their heads cut off and tied to the necks of the horses of the cavalry, the ones in front. Zujin replied angrily - Kilrog is half-blind, and he is half-blind now, but his eyesight is much better than Kilrog, and he is indeed the master of the world, the great emperor of trolls!

"Enough, it's not the fault of the Zujin people. With such a large number of cavalry coming the way they came, those scouts would not have been able to come back alive if they had the slightest mistake and their whereabouts were exposed......" Orgrim said with a blushing face—he was to blame, it was all his own mistakes!

In the projection that Kilrog had returned, Ogrim clearly noticed that the thousands of cavalry were nothing more than an advance party, and not far behind, there was a large expanse of smoke and dust, although he did not look closely, Ogrim could imagine that it meant more cavalry.

Cavalry!Why cavalry!Orgrim was in a deep state of self-reproach - he had calculated everything—the wine hangover of the Dhammod dwarves, the frost path of the Death Knights under Tyrone Bloodseeker, and the empty Riptide Castle, the Sadol Bridge garrison that would lose its vigilance in its rush to help......

But I never expected that the only variable that appeared on the battlefield, the reinforcements that inexplicably appeared to the west of Riptide Fort, would have so many cavalry!

Originally, he thought that it would take more than three hours for the support army to rush to the battlefield, but now, this group of human cavalry only took a third of the time, and his own men had not been able to capture Riptide Fort.

Orgrim didn't think about the possibility of cavalry driving straight to help, but he didn't expect that so many cavalry would appear at Riptide at the same time - 20,000 or more, these numbers of cavalry were enough to inflict an impact on the orc army under the city, and without any preparation, even if they were as strong as the orcs, they would fall into a bitter battle in the face of the surprise attack of the human heavy armored cavalry.

Orgrim doesn't want to lose too many troops here, although he has a lot of help, but he knows that if he wants to completely occupy this continent, he still has to rely on the orc warriors, if he is attacked head-on by that group of cavalry, even if he can finally consume this group of cavalry with numbers, the loss of the orcs will be huge, at that time, what will he use to ambush the garrison of the Sadol Bridge that has returned to help, and what will he use to continue to attack Lordaeron, Dalaran and beyond Quel'Thalas, and Ironforge, still firmly rooted like a nail in the heart of the orc-occupied zone?

Orgrim knew he had to make a choice as soon as possible - either ignore the cavalry, and before the thousands of cavalry, and many more cavalry in the back could reach the battlefield and charge the orcs, he would assault and take Riptide Castle, relying on the strength of the walls to reduce the momentum of these cavalry.

The cavalry could not storm the city, losing its speed and impact advantage, and the orc army could rest in the castle before going out to meet the enemy, and even if there were more infantry after these reinforcements, or if the garrison of the Sador Bridge came back, Orgrim would not be afraid at all—for by then, the Warsong Clan and the Dragonroar Clan were also approaching.

With Grom, the number one warrior among the orcs, and the help of the red dragon brought by the Dragonmaw Clan, many human soldiers were sent to death in vain.

Another option is to withdraw the troops that are besieging the city, gather the orc army, line up the formation, and defeat the attacking human cavalry first.

The choice he should make depends on whether the orcs can take Riptide Castle in a short time - however, as Orgrim looked at the orc warriors who kept falling from the city walls, and listened to the faint shouts of slaughter coming from the castle, and the cheers mixed with it, he knew that the orcs had no chance.

Orgrim could imagine that the human soldiers on Riptide Castle would see the smoke and dust raised by the cavalry as they galloped before them, and seeing that reinforcements were nearby, the human soldiers on the city walls would definitely resist to the death, and if they wanted to defeat them, they could only slowly consume their fighting spirit, however, the orcs had no time.