"Holy light, what is that?" Abidis slashed down an orc in front of him with his longsword that shone with holy light, and then looked up sharply, stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but exclaim. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"That's ogres, allies of the orcs, a bunch of idiots, but...... Damn, they're too strong. Uther replied, standing beside Abidis with a slight gasp.

Uther was not one of the first refugees to leave Stormwind by boat, as soon as the news of the fall of Stormwind reached the Northshire Abbey, he retreated to the Western Wilderness with the civilians gathered at the Northwind Abbey.

The ogre looked larger, almost twice the size of a human, but it was so stupid that Uther and his team of refugees easily bypassed the ogre's sight, but Uther saw the ogre destroy a house with one hand, and the strange power matched their huge size.

Hundreds of tall monsters rushed towards Abydis and the others with huge wooden sticks like tree trunks, the top of the sticks was a huge piece of iron, which looked like a large war hammer, but it was more powerful.

"Be careful to dodge their attacks! these monsters are too difficult!" said Gavenrad in the paladin's camp as he reminded his comrades aloud - however, the outcome was palpable - and the ogres rushed into the formation of the Knights of the Silver Hand, flipped on their backs wherever they went.

The paladins dodged the crude weapons wielded by the ogres, causing their own formations to become confused, and the orcs following behind the ogres began to lay siege to the scattered paladins.

There was an uproar on the battlefield, and paladins in silver-white plate armor continued to fall, and the holy light on the two-handed greatsword was extinguished, and they fell on the battlefield like their masters.

However, the efforts of the paladins worked, as there were more orcs and ogres who fell. Abidis led the paladins to shrink their formation under the onslaught of the ogre, clenching their teeth - although it did not match the plan, the Knights of the Silver Hand fell into the siege of the orcs, but the paladins showed great destructive power and the ability to fight for a long time, and also succeeded in disrupting the formation of the orcs, and the rest is left to the royal guards of Lordaeron!

"Orgrim, these humans are too tenacious!" Kilrog grumbled, giving up on continuing to command the Thunder King Clan, and came to Orgrim's side.

"That's right...... Kilrog, that's right. And I've also noticed that they can heal physical trauma on their own. The expression on Orgrim's face was gloomy - the way the humans fought reminded him of the shamans who were once in high standing among the orc race, and who could also heal their injuries in battle.

However, the existence of the shaman has disappeared forever from the orc race with the abandonment of the belief of the orcs and the pollution of that evil force, but the shaman's former strength is still fresh in Orgrim's memory - is it really as he guessed, this is a decisive battle that has come ahead of time, and the human side, as one of the most powerful forces in this world, has finally revealed their true strength?

"Your Majesty King Terenus, there is already a fight ahead. Aurelia Windranger poked half of her head out of King Terenus's shoulder, looking at the noisy battlefield ahead, frowning slightly.

"I know, Miss Aurelia. "King Terenus is at the center of the entire Lordaeron Royal Guard, and although he doesn't have the keen eyesight of Aurelia, King Terenus is not deaf, and the earth-shattering sounds of the battlefield not far away can reach his ears.

"Then, Your Majesty King Terenus, my brethren and I will leave first. Aurelia deftly jumped off her horse, stood beside her and looked up at King Terenus.

"Yes, Ms. Aurelia. I'm not familiar with the Elves' methods of warfare, but I'm sure you and your fellow citizens will be of great help in this battle. Please be careful. King Terenus nodded, bowing slightly on his horse.

"You, too, Your Majesty King Terenus. Aurelia greeted King Terenus with a graceful salute, then turned and shouted, "Brothers and sisters, let's go, avenge our loved ones, and reap the lives of those green-skinned invaders with our longbows and arrows!"

In response to the chorus of "warblers", an awkward adjective to them, with all due respect to King Terenus's admit, the slight male High Elves of the rangers did not bring much masculinity to the group, Aurelia Windranger and her people ran briskly towards the battlefield, of course, carefully avoiding the onslaught of the royal guards of Lordaeron behind her.

"Your Majesty, are we going to attack the enemy?, Sir Lothar's Brotherhood of the Iron Horse and Sir Uther's Order of the Silver Hand have joined the fray. "A heavily armored royal guard of Lordaeron came to His Majesty King Terenus, saluted His Majesty, and asked, he was the current commander of the Royal Guard, Kanter, after the royal guards of Lordaeron had diverted some of their personnel to the Knights of the Silver Hand.

"Kante, you'll be in charge of the battle here. King Terenus nodded—while His Majesty was wise in the hearts of the people of Lordaeron and the remnants of the storm, he was not good at military affairs.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Kanter nodded, and then commanded a small group of Lordaeron royal guards beside King Terenus, "You guys, protect His Majesty from ...... far away."

Kanter wanted these comrades to escort King Terenus away from the battlefield, after all, the sword has no eyes, and there are stray arrows and flying stones, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by King Terenus: "No need, Kanter, I will stand here and wait for you to crush the enemy in front of you." ”

Calm words were filled with encouragement and trust, and King Terenus's words filled Kanter's heart with high fighting spirit at once, and he did not force His Majesty to leave the battlefield, but nodded solemnly, and then drove his horse to the front row of the entire cavalry brigade - since His Majesty did not want to stay away from the battlefield, then fight until the enemy collapsed and it was impossible to hurt His Majesty!

With a soft sound, Kanter drew his two-handed greatsword and held it high in the air, his strong voice echoing through the night field: "For the glory of His Majesty King Terenus!"