Woking danced a strange dance that no one could understand on the high platform behind his army, as if he was dancing for the army, no one could see that he was a little excited in this earth-shattering war drum and shouting of killing, Woking silently watched the warriors of the tribe encourage each other in the violent dance moves, facing the demon's good formation, the prepared butcher's knife, and rushed forward without fear! One by one, they were so excited that they seemed to be willingly going to death, and under the enhancement of the bloodthirsty spells cast by the shamans, the warriors were even more angry, and the anger in their chests was once again provoked!

Indeed, the warriors of the tribe are not afraid of death, and Wojin even saw an orc warrior who had been fighting on the front line for a long time, in order to be able to get a better assault position for his comrades behind, when he was about to run out, he did not choose to exchange positions with his comrades to take a breath in the back, but used his body as a tool to jam the machete wielded by a demon guard!

The sharp blade easily sliced through the stomach of the brave warrior who did not even have a simple leather armor because of his poverty, but the orc warrior, who was only slightly shorter than the demon guard, endured severe pain and hugged the opponent's body with the belief that he would die, so that the demon guard could not calmly put away the knife! Only then did the warrior show a hideous smile and roar: "Die, demon! My brother will help me avenge me!"

“loktar ogar!” The orc warrior behind the warrior mercilessly slashed the two bodies in four with a single jump of his battle axe......

This spectacle of the death of the enemy and his own is not an isolated scene, but takes place in many places on the front line! This mindless excitement triggered by the death of Grom's Hellroar and the annihilation of the Warsong Clan...... Wojin suddenly felt that Thrall's decision to attack head-on was wrong? The tribe paid a huge sacrifice, and indeed attracted an army of demons and undead, but Wojin did not see that the assault phalanx composed of Kuckaron guards and wolf cavalry that Thrall was proud of could tear a hole large enough to allow the strong of the hero level, including him, to break through to the enemy's rear, but the demon commander was very cunning to use more demons to guard. Demon Fire Guardians and even the Abomination of the Undead Army, this huge unit is here to plug the gap!

It was not that Thrall had not changed the direction of attack when the offensive line was blocked, but no matter how many routes were changed, neither the Kukaron guards nor the wolf cavalry could get decent results, but instead suffered heavy losses in repeated probing and sorties, and now their assault was like a joke to the enemy's line that was too solid to speak!

So far in the battle, it can be said that Sal's offensive strategy has been proven wrong, but until now Woking has not heard any proposals for a change of tactics or retreat. If it was the one Sal he encountered at the beginning, he would immediately stop and choose the best way and route to let the troops shrink their defenses and slowly withdraw from the battlefield, instead of now, Sal seemed to have forgotten that he was also a member of the Abyss Lord who had to break through to the enemy's rear to besiege him, and that he was the supreme commander of the entire tribe, and that he had learned systematic strategy and command under the military education of humans...... He is now wielding the Hammer of Destruction, like an ordinary soldier, as if he wants to radiate the anger in his chest, fighting on the front line!

Under Thrall's call, the elemental spirits appeared one after another, or the solid earth element formed an indestructible "shield" for Thrall and the guards around him, or the scorching fire element provided effective fire support for the infantry who lacked long-range attack means on the front line, or the lightning power exercised by Thrall himself further made his place the focus of the battlefield, and it was also a place where the two sides repeatedly tug-of-war!

A stream of sparks and lightning flew out from Thrall's left and left, and in the blink of an eye, they hit the array of demons and undead who were mixed with those demon guards, ghouls, etc., and then with a "" sound, Thrall picked up the hammer of destruction and smashed it into the ground, and the cracks spread out behind the enemy with electric light!

At this time, after Thrall's second combo, the ghouls rushed up one after another to knock this powerful orc down, but the loyal Kukaron guards on the side took two steps forward to fill the void created by Thrall, and chopped those pounced ghouls to pieces!

But these two Kukaron guards couldn't resist for long, and when this wave of ghouls was eliminated, those heavy units arrived, and even these strong and ferocious orcs couldn't resist many times with a heavy slash!

At this time, as long as Thrall went to save other places and couldn't spare his hands to support his two guards, the two Kukaron guards at the front could only be crushed to death by that heavy blow over time......

Those who can be selected into Kukaron are all loyal to the orc race, and have participated in the orc war and made great contributions, they are not afraid of death, can fight well, and have the experience of killing draenei and human civilians without mercy, in their eyes aliens are enemies, so some of them have killed several times more enemies than the beast prey they have seen, even if they no longer have the influence of demonic blood, they do not think that their views are wrong, only dead enemies are good enemies! Only those with such qualifications are eligible to join the Chief's Guard.

Varok would then go to great lengths to tell the new Kukarons about his ideas and his long-term loyalty to the chiefs, hoping that they would be a sword and a shield in the chief's hands.

The Kukaron Guards, though now under the influence of Varoq, have not been too long, they are still so savage and aggressive, they fight with their chiefs, and enjoy this battle in the face of adversity, which they have not enjoyed since the establishment of Orgrimmar!

However, the current situation on the battlefield is that although the Kukaron Guards are very hard-working

slay the undead, demons, and all the enemies that came before them, but after the enemies in front of them fell, two or three more popped up...... Even more enemies, the enemy simply can't be killed! This makes many iron-clad orcs slowly feel tired......

After all, a moment of bloody bravery cannot last long, even if the fighting spirit of the soldiers is inspired by Thrall's personal battle on the front line.

And when Thrall transferred the Kukaron Guards to charge with him, without the sharp knives of the Kukaron Guards, the lone wolf cavalry troops were no longer suitable for charging alone, and they were not as suitable for opening gaps as the human heavy cavalry, so now they could only withdraw under the command of Varok and join the battle on the left to harass the enemy.

All of this was seen by Woking, who was dancing on a high platform, and his dance was the tribe's healing method in addition to the shaman's healing chain and the troll witch doctor's healing guard, and through the mysterious and ancient ritual of sacrificing the god Loa in exchange for the power to restore life, and use this power for the warriors who fought for the front line. But he is the only qualified Shadowhunter, he is under a lot of pressure, and he doesn't even care about one or the other, and when he saves a warrior who is seriously injured and hammered to death, two or three or even more warriors will die at this time......

Woking was distressed, the situation should not have been this way. Why would Thrall be so stupid? He should have known that if he attacked the demon head-on, if there was no class strong enough to penetrate the enemy by surprise, then he would have to have a total number of troops of the size of the Night Elves to be able to rotate and maintain constant pressure on the demon's army, otherwise the onslaught carried out by the total strength of the tribe would most likely be short-lived!

This stupid attack is far less beautiful than the defensive counterattacks that have been played several times before!

Precious troops, precious warriors' lives should not be wasted in this senseless attack at all, if Thrall feels that passive defense is not the style of the tribe and chooses to take the initiative to attack, then they should mobilize the enemy in a larger and wider area, so as to mobilize a large and elite force through ambush and other means to annihilate the enemy who is trying to pursue! Only by destroying more enemies through similar methods and destroying the enemy's living force to a certain level, and then launching a frontal attack, the loss of the troops will be much smaller, and it will also be convenient for the heroes of their own heroic level to smoothly break into the canyon and have a decisive battle with the Abyss Lord!

And now, this kind of head-on conflict with no room for maneuver, and the tactic of stalking the backbone of the demons and the undead is simply wasting the lives of their own warriors in vain! Demons can only be completely killed in the void, and the undead are more convenient, as long as there are enough corpses, their source of troops is simply endless!

This can no longer be said to be a tactical miscalculation, Woking only now realizes that this is Thrall's misjudgment at the strategic level! Only a strategic mispositioning will make him lose more tactical options, coupled with the so-called tradition of the orcs, this directly turns the original few choices directly into a head-on conflict with the enemy......

Indeed, it sounds very good and glorious to fight a bloody battle against an enemy several times or even dozens of times their own size and to be able to maintain a fierce offensive for a long time, but what is this for? Bloody lives, and the tribes, which are already short of combat strength, will lose even more young and strong in this stupid frontal attack! Those warriors should have died on a more important and exciting battlefield, but now, they are worthless in this battlefield like a meat grinder......

"What did Thrall say, my people can't stand it!" Kane, covered in blood, was helped by two equally scarred bull men to Woking's side.

At this time, Wojin had just finished the last set of dance moves, and after the last two turns, the sweaty Woking looked at the slightly silent but very trustworthy Minotaur elder in surprise in front of him, his anxiety now was something Wojin had never seen before, even if the Minotaur and those centaurs were inseparable and even fell into disadvantage before, Kane's bloody hooves gave Woking's impression that he was a solid rock, and the thunder could not move! But now......

"What's going on? ...... you guys Failed?" Woking spat out these words with difficulty, and he looked up at the battle line belonging to the Minotaur clan on his right, which was almost filled with piles of Hellfire, Dread Guards, Demon Guards, and other demons that were stronger and more powerful than the Taurn!

The tall and rugged Minotaur warriors are arguably the most suitable class of the tribe to advance slowly or defend steadily, and this is also one of the most proud of all tribal leaders, they can attack and defend as one, they can attack shoulder to shoulder, wielding huge totems about their height like a wall!

It's a pity that the number of young and strong people in the minotaur is even smaller, which makes everyone feel sorry, but with the assistance of the soul walker of the same race, the minotaur warrior can be said to be the strongest "city wall"! This is a mysterious technique among the minotaur, the soul walker can make the warrior of the same race enter a state of nothingness, all physical attacks are ineffective against them, only magic and a few skills can harm these warriors who are protected by some kind of power.

Did the demons see through the defects of the void form so quickly? Woking couldn't help but be shocked when he fixed his eyes! Behind those large heavy units such as Hellfire were dense inferior demons and demonic fire elements! The demonic magic of those demons mercilessly bombarded the bodies of the minotaur warriors who were urgently exiting the void state, which made it impossible for the troll witch doctors behind them to save them at all......

Finished!

This was Woking's first reaction, but as Thrall's most relied on advisor, Woking quickly knew what to do now, and he pulled the herald to the side and shouted, "Quick! Tell Sal to get everyone back quickly!" and then he yelled at the other herald, "Go and tell Varok to concentrate the fire of the catapult on the right! You must cover the retreat of the minotaurs! Let him turn to the left."

The troops on the side, immediately retreat to the middle for me, we need to build a solid defensive line!"

The two strong orc heralds stared blankly at the Shadowhunter, who had always been relatively low-key but revered by Thrall, and their poor brains couldn't figure out why they could hear the enthusiastic "Loktar Ogar!" everywhere on the battlefield. The shouts and the drummers sitting on the giant Kodo beasts are beating the earth-shattering war drums to cheer everyone on, which is obviously proof that the warriors of the tribe are winning one after another.

But why would the troll in front of him, who had confessed to obey his orders 100%, give such an order?

"Let's go!" Woking kicked the strong orc in front of him in a bit of a rage, kicking him out more than ten meters away!

It wasn't until the poor fellow had rolled on the ground several times that he stumbled to his feet, and realizing that he had a task to complete, hurried to his wolf's side, rolled over, and ran to the front...... And the other orc also went to the report of "fart and pee" under the forced gaze of Woking, who had already stood upright.

"You...... Lausanne, gather all our Batriders, turn them all to the right, and blow those demons to the ground! Gotta get the Minotaur brothers back! Don't worry about sacrifice, understand?"

Hearing Wojin's words, the eyes of this troll named Lausanne turned red at once, as Woking's adjutant, he naturally knew how difficult the dark spear troll was now, gathering these more than 150 batriders was already their limit, and their role in the tribe's rare air force unit was immeasurable. But now, Woking has given this kind of order that seems very irrational to the trolls, which has caused heavy losses to the Darkspear trolls, who are already struggling to survive in terms of population and survival.

In the previous battle, whether it was Sal or Varok, they didn't use Batrider as an important attack force, but gave Wojin a lot of autonomy, as long as these warriors in the sky harass the enemy from time to time, this is also to protect the young man of the Dark Spear Troll, but what everyone didn't expect, now it's time to have to fight hard, even Wojin, the wise man, the Shadow Hunter who can pull the other party to calm down when Thrall is most angry, can't continue to maintain his calm face。

Because Woking knew that if the defense line of the Minotaurs on the right collapsed, then no matter how hard Thrall led the middle army and Varok on the left tried, those demons would rush in from the gap on the right and easily kill the vulnerable units of the tribe!

If it really develops into that situation, even if the god Luoa comes, he will not be able to return to heaven at all!

Lausanne looked at the indisputability of Werking's cold face, and he quickly ran further back and blew the troll's horn......

"Woking, brother, the Minotaur owes you once. Kane Bloodhoof tried to make sure he could speak as clearly as he could, but with every word he spoke, blood flowed from his mouth.

"Who hurt you so badly?" Woking realized that Kane wasn't just an external injury, his internal injuries looked more serious, so he asked a question while hurriedly using the Shadowhunter's healing skills to temporarily stabilize Kane's injury.

"I think that's Manolos...... If he hadn't shown up on his own initiative, I wouldn't have even noticed that he was in the demon's army, but he gave my people a blow from a very far away and then suddenly left, although I don't know what he was for, but with just one blow, my people and I would have been severely damaged...... As for the rest, you've seen them all. ”

"How can such a huge demon hide his breath without being detected?" After hearing Kane's words, Woking was also shocked.

As we all know, the size of the Abyss Lord is very large, from a distance, Manolos looks like a huge short-legged elephant or a dragon including the tail of the back half of the body, and the upper body is like a centaur-like structure, there is a huge shield hanging on its chest to block its slightly fragile belly, the long-handled weapon or staff in his hand makes the enemies who can't figure out the situation very jealous, plus a pair of wingspans can reach the width of the body, which adds to the power of the Abyss Lord! And its ferocious fangs made some timid people dare not look at it at all.

The smallest of the Abyssal Lords was 4-7 cubic meters in size, which seemed to a traverser the size of two small trucks stacked together, and Manolos, as Akmund's lieutenant, was definitely bigger than that. Although there are many tall and strong units in the demon and undead units, it is a bit unbelievable that with Manolos's size, he can still maintain such a low sense of presence on the battlefield, so that the heroic Kane's bloodhoof has not been noticed.

"Yes, although I have known about Manolos from the manuscripts left by my ancestors and from the mouths of those of you who have lived through the battles of the ancients, to be honest, I did not expect him to be such a cunning being, which does not match the description I received about him, and I even thought he was a charging warrior among the demons......"

"Okay, Kane, you go down and rest first, such a serious injury is no longer suitable for staying on the battlefield, leave it to me first, I hope Lexa can hold on to the reinforcements I sent. ”

Kane looked at the few troll headhunters behind him who were heading to the front line to pick up and fill the front with their living forces, and he snorted and said, "Well, I hope you have time to do it before we have reinforcements......"

Watching Kane stumble back with the support of his entourage, Woking glanced up at the sunny sky and muttered, "yes, I hope that human general is not the short-sighted kind of person I think......