Chapter 212: The Alliance's Strongest Army!? (1 more)

On the sea west of Stormwind City, holding on to the railing of the warship, listening to the noisy cheers coming from the direction of Stormwind City, and looking at the faint human figure at the head of the city in the distance, Bolval couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"McDonald, we ...... Are we really not going to change our plans and go all out to retake Stormwind? ”

"Turn a feint into a storm, and then defend the ruins of Stormwind?" McDonald chuckled, "How much do you despise the orc legions that destroyed the Stormwind Kingdom?" ”

Berval was speechless.

It was agreed in advance that this would only be a feint, and the Supreme Commander was McDonald, and if the soldiers of the Stormwind Kingdom did not obey the order, McDonald had a hundred ways to punish the Stormwind Kingdom.

"With this amount of troops, it's impossible to attract Orgrim. The final battle between the Alliance and the Orcs will not be Stormwind. "McDonaln couldn't be more certain.

After all, it is clearly written in the history books, it is Blackstone Mountain!

The other side.

Orgrim's eyes were full of orc warriors fleeing from Stormwind in a panic, shouting and screaming, as if they had seen some terrible monster, and the traditional orc bravery was not visible in them.

This isn't some junk third-rate clan, and it even includes a lot of Broken Palm Orcs, who are instantly recognizable by the blades they have installed on their severed left arms.

Before the cross-world expedition, no orc dared to imagine this scene.

The Shattered Palm Orcs are notoriously warlike, brutal, and...... Powerful!

They are scarce in number, but their individual combat power is the top among the orcs, and even the most powerful Blackstone orcs will frown when they see them.

They were defeated!

The appearance of running away in embarrassment is very ugly.

In the past, the Blackstone Orcs would have laughed wildly, mocking them as guts and waste.

Orgrim felt only silence, and more than 10,000 Blackstone orcs and 30,000 orc warriors from second-rate clans stood behind him, stunned.

Silence represents a kind of recognition.

The vast majority of orcs are illiterate and iron-hearted, which does not mean that they are stupid enough to not be able to distinguish between victory and defeat at the most basic level.

In the past, the Great Chieftain led them to conquer one human capital after another, enjoying the fruits of victory, standing tall and roaring at the head of the enemy's city.

In the past, they all believed that relying on the clans left behind and slowly grinding, they could always capture those cities that were difficult to attack.

Since when did laughter disappear?

Probably, from that embarrassing escape in Yangfan Harbor!

Many orcs realized that the orcs who stayed behind were not necessarily enjoying victory.

And the killing of the Broken Palm Chief Kargas deeply stimulated their nerves.

Orcs worship the strong, who can fight, who can't, a game of Makgora can be seen.

Even the strong Kargas and the Broken Palm clan have been defeated, what will happen to them?

Orgrim pointed to the well-dressed guys in the city, who didn't look like individuals, and turned to Varok Sarufar: "I didn't expect that the strongest troops of the human race would actually be these guys. ”

"Hmm." The faithful Varok nodded.

I have been fighting with the alliance for so long, it can be said that you know my depths, and I know your strengths and weaknesses.

The alliance knows the combat power of the major clans of the orcs, how can the orcs not know the classification of the human legion?

In Orgrim's eyes, those human militia groups that don't even have armor are the weakest, and often a few orcs can chase and cut down more than 100 militiamen in a village; Then there were the ordinary regular armoured in half a suit of iron armor; Further up are the troops directly under the kingdom in full armor.

That paladin army with golden light all over its body is theoretically the top opponent.

But recently, the human army has been graded again.

The first were the cavalrymen in cyan armor. Paladins are certainly strong, but the number is small, and the number is only three digits. As soon as the green-armored cavalry came up, there were more than 10,000 horsemen.

In the past, the orcs smashed a stick on the human cavalry, and the humans vomited blood on the spot.

Now it's spitting!

Translated into orc language, it is probably this style of painting: "Phew! Grandson, give some strength to massage your uncle and me! ”

Finally snatched the corpse of a blue-armored knight, and when you dismantle the armor, you can find the human mourning.

The pan-green armor outside is quite hard, and the stone axe must not be able to cut it, basically except for the weapon given by the black iron dwarf, nothing can cut through this armor. According to the Black Iron Dwarves, this is called Ther Silver, a very rare and hard metal.

In the middle is a layer of chain mail made of interlocking iron rings, which is designed to prevent sharp weapon stabbing.

The innermost part is two layers of composite leather armor made of super-thick pig skin or wolf skin, which add up to about three fingers thick, which can well slow down the impact of blunt objects.

The helmet is made of silver on the outside and wolf skin on the inside.

Humans are the quintessential piece of equipment suppression.

Forget it, Orgrim found that above the Pan-Green Armored Knights, there was a group of extremely vicious enemies.

Right! It's about these seemingly funny guys in front of you!

Here's the question –

If there are two teams in front of you:

A taciturn one, with a uniform uniform and equipment, full of a solemn atmosphere, no matter how you look at it, it looks very strong;

One is noisy and shouting, dressed in a variety of flowers, full of stupidity, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a very weak look;

Who do you think is strong and who is weak?

In the past, Orgrim would have decided that the taciturn team was the strongest.

After playing so many times, Ogrim finally understood after experiencing many three-view collapses.

The reason for the reticence and slaughter is that most of the enemies are on the battlefield for the first time, and they have long been so afraid that they are speechless.

And those guys who are as noisy as a trade market, with all kinds of chaos, are the real veterans.

It is precisely because of the countless battlefields that he is not afraid of life and death, and can talk and laugh in front of the enemy.

Ogrim saw with his own eyes that in a skirmish, a Trident soldier turned the original 5v5 into a 1-9 in a laughing and scolding.

That's right!

Angry that his teammates were about to kill the other orcs, the slut pulled the explosives bag on the spot and sent himself, his companions, and his enemies into the sky.

What Ogrim couldn't figure out was that two of the Trident soldiers were not killed, but they rushed to the next enemy in a daze, not paying any attention to the 'betrayal' of their companions.

Now he finally understands - perhaps, this is the fearless spirit that transcends life and death!

Thinking of this, the big chief was extremely determined: "The alliance is really bloody!" Actually sent all the [Trident Legions] here. This is the main direction of the alliance, yes! The decisive battle is here! ”

As the Great Chief raised the Hammer of Destruction, which represented death and flame, tens of thousands of orcs immediately roared loudly.

"Oooo

β€œLok’Tar-ogar!”

The orc army was like a tide, along the dirt slope that had not been cleared, and slaughtered the first wall of the Valley of the Kings of Stormwind......