But whoever plays Wushuang, what are you most afraid of encountering?

It's called forcible control.

No matter how high the kung fu is, the bricks will fall down!

In the game, there was once a mage named [Dragon City General], dressed in a Molten Heart graduation suit, and died tragically in the [Stormwind City Prison] at the novice dungeon level, wasn't he stunned by various monsters who were less than half of his level, and forcibly controlled to death?

Howling Daddy is facing a similar situation: although the orcs take drugs, you will also take drugs, see who is more ruthless than whom, and see who is not human.

The brain-dead roar that swallowed the most demonic blood was vomiting up and down at the moment, and the stomach was turning over and over, which was temporarily wasted.

It is impossible to let go of the roaring father who smashes himself, and he has become the priority target of the inappropriate sand sculpture player.

Normally, it is impossible for all sand sculpture players to have a warrior class template. If you don't even want your legs, you can forcibly inject the magic power of the sunwell with more impurities into your legs, and it is not impossible to run 100 meters and three seconds under the premise of beating chicken blood and not having your legs afterwards.

Anyway, they will be used as waste wood after one move, and they will simply not be human.

"For the sake of the regimental commander!"

"For 373!"

"For debu-cat!"

The sand sculptures shouted unreliable slogans in a trilingual that the Azerothians did not understand.

There are those who strip naked and rush up to blow themselves up, and there are also those who specially put on superman costumes, bring their own capes and wear red pants, and there is a mess of everything.

Anyway, rushing up is to ignite all the Azerite power in the body and explode itself.

It's not that Kargas hasn't tried to kick the sand sculpture player into the air and make it roll away to self-destruct, but the problem is that the player's self-detonation is actually controllable.

Before your feet arrived, I blew myself up in advance.

Within a radius of tens of meters, there were flames and shock waves rolled up by the explosion.

In the end, Serijek and the others did not dare to go up, and the vicinity of the gate completely became a stage for self-bombers.

The tactics of the orcs are simple, charge the battle with the best one as an arrow.

rushed in, that is, a simple chiseling tactic, and basically predetermined a devastating victory.

If you can't rush in, then stop cooking!

When the four orc powerhouses were blocked by the violent charge of the [Trident Legion], the end of the orc army was doomed.

There is more than one ramp up to Angry Fang Castle, and the way to get through the main entrance is already the best. On the other slopes, when a thumping sound was passed, a dense rain of mortar shells fell, and the entire section of the slope was plunged into a sea of fire.

How do you call the orcs to rush?

The War Song Orcs are not like the Blackstone Orcs with more or less fire resistance.

The wolf is even more typical of [Mao Duo Weak Fire], a little spark, the whole wolf will burn up, and they will not extinguish the fire themselves.

Several slopes became death stairs, burning everywhere, and the corpses of dead orcs and wolves beeped in the flames, and the smell of charred corpses alone was enough to make the orcs lose the courage to continue attacking.

The elven rangers in the distance had already begun to surround them. A single stone in the swamp, a piece of wood exposed from the swamp, can be their foothold, and the bulky orcs rushing over it will only be easily sucked by the swamp and become a target for the rangers.

What really broke their will was the faint roar coming from the north.

It was a little unclear at first, but gradually the sound grew louder and louder, and the earth trembled faintly.

Kilrog, who had just dodged one of the self-detonators, pricked up his ears and asked, "What's that sound!?" ”

"Damn! It's the cavalry of the human race! Grom said indignantly: "We must withdraw!" Otherwise, you'll all die here! ”

Most of the time Kilrog spent his time in the Southern Continent, the Danmoro region where Ironforge Fort is located, and the rugged snow-capped terrain did not have a chance to encounter a large number of cavalry. Grom was different, having experienced the Battle of the Northland, he knew very well that the heavily armored human cavalry was not lost to the wolf cavalry in a large-scale charge.

In the final analysis, it is the update of human equipment, and the cyan horse armor on the war horse can completely resist the bite of the wolf, which weakens the orc's mount advantage.

Originally, the two sides still had to fight.

I don't know which ghost lacks morality, equipping the human cavalry with crossbows and throwing spears, often before they can hedge, the wolf cavalry will be beaten in two waves first.

In recent fights, the wolf cavalry has always suffered a big loss.

"Damn! It's just a little bit closer! "Kargas* Blade Fist was blown to ashes, and he was angry.

Grom looked across the flames at the glorious figure surrounded by soldiers.

McDondon felt the gaze of the roaring father, with a smile on his face, Yaoyao raised his right hand and hooked his index finger - come!

At this moment, Mai * Silver Horn King * Dangken seems to be holding a gourd to tease Sun Wukong, as long as Daddy dares to respond, he is destined to be unlucky for the whole clan of Daddy.

Grom couldn't help but sigh:

Closely?

No!

This must be the illusion that the despicable human duke McDonaln Stratholme deliberately gave them!

From the beginning, it was a despicable trap that forced them to attack, and even catch the warriors of the Blood Cave Clan.

Why was Daddy Roar considered a tribal hero in later generations?

In addition to his extreme force and unparalleled bravery, he also has the courage to dare to sacrifice, and the wisdom that is often overlooked by others.

"Let's go—" Roaring Daddy picked up his heavy smash, jumped back twenty meters, turned around and rushed down the slope.

The orc army retreated from the outside of the castle in a receding tide.

This is not the end, McDonald pointed from afar, and the three of Serijek suddenly understood.

"Get on the horse and chase it!"

In a short time, when you look down from the sky, you can see how miserable the green tide is.

The large number of orcs had to be crammed into a sturdy dirt road that probably allowed eight wagons to pass side by side, and a slope less than fifty meters from the side of the road.

Overhead, there were falling mortar shells.

Not a dense cannonball, each shot can turn the orcs and wolves within a radius of several meters into parts and explode.

To the northwest, northeast, and southeast were a rain of arrows thrown by the rangers. They mercilessly harvest the lives of the orcs who were not killed.

To the north and southwest were the approaching cavalry armies.

The sound of horses' hooves is like the death knell of death, constantly reminding the orcs that the footsteps of death are getting closer.

This quickly increased the fear in the hearts of the orcs!

Knowing that the chance of rushing through may not even be a third, there are still many orcs whipping or drinking their own wolves, trying to pass through the constantly bursting plume of smoke!

Most of them came to a miserable end.

There were also a number of lucky people who made it through the grinder and managed to reach the main road south of the castle, which could not be reached by mortars.

When McDonald returned to the top of the bunker where he was staying, he saw Valera silently wiping her dagger, and the two corpses of the fallen Fireblade Swordmaster were still bubbling with blood.