PS: The super-large chapters are really not suitable for chapters, so it has been delayed until now.

Nasus's quote is so domineering and philosophical, and it fits the context, so it is used.

The next chapter will explain the beginning and the end, and the adventures of Kaotian in the third volume are even more exciting.

The battle was fierce from the start.

The Azeroth States have not signed the Treaty on the Prevention of the Proliferation of Chemical and Biological Weapons (CBWS) or the Geneva Conventions. The only purpose of war is to kill him, kill her, kill them!

Carrying out love and true justice, with the joy of being able to return to his hometown and get married after this battle, the frenzy of battle permeated the entire northern battlefield.

The situation where the two sides line up and fight only exists when there is not much to do about who takes the other, or when one side is stuck in the chokepoint. Carlos's troops, as a partial division, had no obligation or need to go head-to-head with the main forces of the Horde. Even just being an existential legion can greatly relieve the pressure on Lothar.

But my pants are ...... I mean, the knives are almost dull, and you give me a pony and a bag of popcorn for me to watch next to me?

After I really did this, I was so happy to brag with my friends!

So Carlos weighed the pros and cons and decided that he had to steal the limelight from Lothar.

"In this battle, we will fight bravely, not to survive, but to have no regrets."

At the final military meeting, Carlos made his closing remarks with these words.

"What do you mean, Carlos, when I'm a coward or a weak woman? When I killed you with the trolls, your great-grandfather hadn't been born yet! ”

Aurelia was very unhappy with Carlos's attempt to send her off the battlefield, and finally found an opportunity to catch Carlos after the meeting.

"Quel'Salas has agreed to send troops."

"Huh?! ~~ What does this have to do with you trying to get me away. ”

The bel vi canto is sweet, and a Ha character is deduced with such a rich emotional connotation, Carlos is also a little unbearable.

"I can't give up my family and country to help you fulfill your sad wish, so I still have to rely on myself."

"Don't say so much unclear. ...... the hell you"

Carlos held out his index finger against Aurelia's lips, stopping the woman's chatter.

"I never think revenge is wrong, nor do I think it's wrong to pursue revenge. But before I knew it, I had come to this point, and I was carrying too much on my body, and I was no longer able to help you. Not unwillingly. It's not that it can't be done, it's that it can't be done. Go, return to your people, lead your armies, and put an end to your sorrows. Then, forget about everything. ”

Letting go of his fingers, Carlos added, "You know, the first time we met, it was when you were the most beautiful." ”

After Carlos left. Aurelia stood still for a long time.

"Aren't you face blind, you fool?"

Aurelia scoffed lightly and turned to leave.

Advancing in three directions, Carlos's strategic purpose is to annihilate the orc force to the greatest extent, and as for the Riptide Rangers' proposal to cut through the orc front, the main force of the alliance will be divided...... Whoever likes to go, I won't go anyway.

Infantry and cavalry coordination has always been a big problem, except for the blocking and pursuit of preset positions, the poor mobility of the infantry cannot keep up with the pace of the cavalry. However, pure cavalry combat. Supplies and positional assault warfare are difficult problems for every general.

Horse Pedal Joint?

I've read too many novels, what kind of camp is that? Set up some planks as blue, and the arm-thick stakes are rammed three feet into the ground, and you can show me such a camp?

The cavalry either maneuvered at the tail end or attacked in waves, both of which were tactics that gave full play to their own mobility and impact strength, and were both choices for attacking the enemy's weakness with their own strengths. Really regard cavalry as an invincible class. If you regard the Banzai charge as a universal tactic, I'm afraid you don't know how to die.

So the three-way advance, with the infantry in the center and the cavalry on the left and right, Carlos completely abandoned the Chice rush. Putting on a dignified appearance, it is to face your anus.

Therefore, the orc Governor said that he could not bear it, and came with seven thousand brothers.

Everyone has been holding on for so many days, the rangers and sentinels come and go, the scout agents are in short combat, the vision is good, the fog of war is equivalent to nothing, Carlos has only traveled ten kilometers on this side, it is really the first time that the physical distress is a moment, and the orcs take the lead in launching an offensive.

"If you want to take advantage of my unstable foothold, and don't give me time to send the legion back to help, where did the orcs get the courage!"

Carlos felt that he was being slighted and laughed angrily.

Excluding the people left behind, the Chinese army has more than 10,000 people, and the main body depth of three kilometers in front and behind, why do the orcs think that they can quickly destroy Carlos's infantry main battle corps with 7,000 troops and a head-on confrontation without an ambush.

Answer, strong orcs!

Although ordinary orcs are strong, their body size is actually quite similar to that of humans, except for their strange skin color and two large teeth, which can basically be classified as humanoid creatures. And the strong orcs, the thick upper limbs that violated the basic law and the black-green alienated skin that the bow and arrow could not break through within two hundred meters, made Carlos react immediately - coach, the other side cheated, they took drugs!

is shaded, but you can't retreat, this retreat, may collapse for thousands of miles.

"Crush them!"

The terrain is high in the southwest and low in the north, which is a gentle arc, and seizing the high ground and attacking with the trend is a skill that all commanders do not need to teach. A dive is always less strenuous than an upside attack.

The first head-on contact, in fact, was not a large number, after all, the contact area was so big, but the five hundred alliance against three hundred orcs, but in almost less than a minute, the first batch of human warriors and strong orcs who fought were all wiped out.

Carlos gritted his teeth, heartache and anger. A group of drug-addicted and deformed orcs just fought out the elite vanguard army they had accumulated for several years, and the orcs really deserved to die!

"Prepare the exploding arrows, divide the battlefield, order the legions to line up vertically, and seize the advantageous terrain."

Although he really wanted to go to the battlefield to teach the orcs how to behave, Carlos did not forget that his current duty is to be the commander, the sender of orders, and the brain of this army.

With Carlos's not-so-terrible command skills, humans and orcs fought together, and the contact area continued to expand. to the end. When the reserve was put in, a two-kilometer line of fire twisted and twisted along the terrain and spread over the land.

Standing at the top of the slope, the difference of three or five meters at most does not provide too good a view, watching his own soldiers fighting bloodily, but the array line is still constantly being squeezed, Carlos is really angry.

"What are Ymir and Shang Gewenjie doing? It's been almost an hour, why haven't you come to support yet! ”

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid the orcs have intercepted our heralds, so let's light a beacon fire."

The captain of the guard whispered as he approached Carlos.

For a moment, Carlos's heart fluttered, but soon, anxiety prompted Carlos to give up on the idea.

Beacon Soldiers.

As long as the beacon fire is lit, all soldiers must march in the direction in which the beacon fire was ignited.

What if this is what the orcs are planning, and what if this is the tribe's plan?

Encirclement is a tried-and-true classic tactic. I haven't been surrounded yet, so I can't mess with myself!

The orcs don't play cards according to the routine, and they really hit Carlos off guard, even if they are proud, Carlos only dares to say that he can play five at a time, and his own guards and orcs don't fall behind, and put it on ordinary soldiers, two to fight one is a good man. No temptation, no traps. Even without a back hand, these drugged orcs will only make one move F2A. But there was a problem with his own reinforcements, and Carlos was anxious and a little confused.

Shang Ge Wenjie and Ymir were bought off by their own opposition?

Is there a secret deal between the opposition and the orcs?

Sold by Lothar himself?

Or was his own cavalry unit completely annihilated!

No, you can't think about it, you can't mess with yourself.

Carlos forced his messy mind down.

"Get the Tustin Guys ready."

The herald hurried away after repeating the order and receiving a nod from the king.

Five hundred meters away. A strong orc changed again, his body skyrocketed again, and the wooden stick with the thickness of the bowl in his hand swept across, and the human soldiers flew out sideways.

Carlos looked in his eyes and glanced at it. Finding no suitable weapon, he swept around again, walked up to the rider in two steps, and snatched an elongated ceremonial spear with the head of the Alliance tied to it.

The head of this spear is not sharpened, and it is generally used as a benchmark in military parades or processions.

Carlos took a few steps back, the power of the light was in focus, and he accelerated and swung it violently, and the spear shone with holy light through the heads of the human soldiers, piercing through the chest of the fierce orc, and burst out through the rod, the swirling silk banner shattered the orc's lungs, and the orc could only cry out silently in great pain, and then fell to the ground.

The barrel of the gun and the corpse of the orc supported each other, and the blood-soaked Union flag slowly unfolded under the effect of gravity, and in an instant, the human side cheered, but it also aroused the more bloodthirsty wildness of the orcs.

Pretending to be big, Carlos shot with hatred, although it was full of power, but killing a captain-level orc across such a long distance, the power of holy light consumed was enough for Carlos to enter and exit three times in the orc pile.

If only I had Uther's holy light cell.

Carlos thought a little depressed, and the sudden consumption of a large amount of holy light power made him feel a little dizzy.

"Boss, Tustin Gou is here for you."

The scorching battle situation attracted Carlos's full attention, and he constantly arranged tasks to deploy troops, so that he did not notice that Gotakin was already standing behind him at the first time.

"Prove to me the power of trolls."

Carlos pointed forward without looking back.

"See that dry stream, I don't want any orcs alive on its east side."

"I thought you were going to ask me to prove the troll's loyalty."

Gotakin said meaningfully.

"You've proven it, and now it's your strength that I suspect."

Carlos still hasn't looked back.

"Oh, I'd rather you continue to doubt our loyalty, not our strength."

Seeing that Carlos didn't look back, Gotakin laughed happily.

"Because our power is at your disposal. And you, unbeatable. ”

Turning to leave, Gotakin blew his whistle, and a tamed jungle velociraptor sprang out from behind. The other horses were disturbed by the predator's breath and neighed uneasily, and the riders hurried to calm their mounts, while the alpine horses from the Alterac Mountains snorted their noses and hoofs in disdain, as if to say, "Small, dare to come and pout you with a hoof."

Gotargin and his Tuttin Gou mercenary group had received initial approval from most of the Alterac soldiers in Carlos' army, and the trolls with braces and jokes had received their fair share of supplies. Although the transformation of human armor into troll full-body armor is somewhat nondescript, patches and iron are indispensable.

But. It was in these troll mercenaries who fought for humanity that Carlos saw a shadow of the two behemoths of 10,000 years ago.

Because helmets are so difficult to modify, most of the trolls choose not to wear helmets, and a small number of them use the wooden planks of the explanation to make masks to defend against the arrows in the front, which are nicknamed "big bad ass masks" by human soldiers. As a leader, Gotakin always had some special treatment. For example, a velociraptor for riding, such as a set of custom-made thick armor, such as an enchanted helmet made of wolf skull.

"Little ones, the hunt has begun, let's have a good time!"

Trolls checking their weapons cross-legged, or squatting for snacks and standing up.

When the trolls straightened their backs, the other human soldiers around them realized how tall these guys were.

"Carlos, King of Alterac, asked me a question."

Gotakin said in a playful tone.

"That troll executioner, the troll ruler. The big boss of the trolls asked me who was stronger, trolls or orcs. ”

"Of course we are!"

"The new trolls are stronger!"

"Ahhh

Troll language, lingua franca, howls of unknown meaning, whatever the answer, all reflect the troll's soaring fighting spirit.

"Our mission is a river. Dry river, random to the west. The east side must be ours! ”

Gotakin explained the mission of the Tustin Gou mercenary group in the language of the trolls.

"So chief, whose river is it?"

"Ours too!"

Gotakin's answer satisfied all the trolls.

With what seemed to be a human's shaky twisted pace, the troll stepped into battle.

Hmph, what about taking drugs, increasing strength and losing IQ.

In the continuous deployment of troops, Carlos keenly discovered that these strong orcs had a problem with their IQ.

If you retreat, he will advance. There is no principle, no reason.

When the human soldiers became familiar with the way they fought against the strong orcs, the casualties began to decrease and the battle line began to push back.

The new trolls of Tustingo are the best of Zumashal themselves, and after accepting the human theory of battle formations, it is as if the door to a new world has been opened. Spears are good to use though. However, the poke is too powerful, and the pure masters just want to enjoy the wonderful sound of the blade slashing on the ribs like playing the piano, and they just want to enjoy the pleasure of the opponent's bloody face.

With the new troll's powerful vitality and good combat power, Carlos temporarily restrained the orc's momentum from bypassing the front line from his right flank.

On the left flank, the front is inevitably getting longer and longer.

There are not enough cavalry under his command, and now launching a charge is nothing more than a five-five fight with the orcs, damn it, why has there been no news from his two cavalry brigades so far, is it really only a beacon fire?

Just as he was thinking about it, the orcs tore Carlos apart once again.

"Guards Legion, go and secure the front!"

"Your Majesty, we must be careful...... That one. ”

The chief of the guard tactfully reminded.

"You go or I'll go myself."

Carlos looked at his chief guard with cold eyes.

"Your Majesty, the minister only needs half of the men and horses."

The chief of the guard nodded in acknowledgment, said no more, and turned to leave.

Countless times, Carlos wanted to go directly to the front line and fight happily, but he couldn't. There are only generals who lead the troops around him, and there is no commander who controls the overall situation, and he can't give up his duties until the moment the reinforcements arrive.

Because of the heroic and active fighting of the paladins of the National Knights of the Royal Sect, the human soldiers at the forefront have always barely maintained their formation. As long as the formation is still there, the orcs will not be able to defend the whole of the human race, will not be able to deploy all their forces, and will not be able to give full play to the advantages of individual combat effectiveness over humans.

"Are these orcs stupid, at this time, as long as there are thousands of people behind them, our army can't stand it, and they should have gone around, what the hell?"

His own captain of the guard had already come down from the front line, and although he was panting, the blood on his armor was someone else's.

"Maybe there's something else going on."

The chief of the guard was also unsure, so he could only answer Carlos's question in general terms.

"A group of ten, send twenty, not thirty groups of scouts to explore the area of ten kilometers behind us, and go back quickly."

Carlos gave what he thought was the safest order.

The casualties have exceeded two. With 10,000 infantry and 7,000 orcs, Carlos's brain has not yet convulsed. If it's the Stormwind Royal Guard thirty years later, humans just need A to go over. But this is the second orc war, and it is Alterac's army under his command, even if more than six thousand are veterans of long-term war, they can't withstand such losses. Carlos was very anxious and didn't make any more moves. I'm afraid I won't be able to maintain morale.

But the flank cavalry had not been heard from since the beginning of the battle, which made Carlos can't help but suspect that this was a huge trap, and he did not dare to put the last reserves in his hands into the battlefield.

From three o'clock in the afternoon until the sun went down, the battle continued, the orcs had no intention of withdrawing their troops, and several times let their guard chief lead the guards to save the field, the guard chief was finally wounded, his left hand was broken by the orcs, and this strong man asked his subordinates to tie his weak left hand to death with cloth. Still standing next to Carlos, there is no intention of taking a break.

"Your Majesty, you've let the scouts probe for the third time, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid there's a conspiracy."

Carlos frowned.

"Where have my cavalry gone, are the orcs on the other side stupid, there are too many questions. The first contact with the corps has already taken turns to rest twice, are the orcs sick in the brain, brainless rush. No rotations, no waves. Ha. Annihilating 7,000 orcs with 10,000 men, if I report it like this, will Lothar say that I lied about my war exploits? ”

"The head will not be faked."

The chief of the guard didn't understand Carlos, or pretended not to understand.

On the battle line, the orc's offensive has weakened, and the impact of retreat has not broken through the human front. Humans are in turn, while orcs are dying in batches, and they are confused with confidence.

"Your Majesty, Great Victory, Your Majesty. Great victory! ”

The herald galloped on his fast horse.

"In the town of Hohenhillier, Lord Shange Wenjie and Lord Ymir surrounded and annihilated the orc garrison of 3,000 with almost negligible casualties, and burned a large number of orc supplies."

Hornhillier? Isn't that a town sixty kilometers to the northwest?

"Those two fools!"

Carlos was furious, and his left and right flanks crossed the Chinese army to complete a beautiful battle of annihilation, and he was the king......

"Ahh

Carlos's thousand words could only be combined into a single wail.

Why is his general so powerless when he wins the battle?

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, General Ymir is returning for help, and it will be two quarters of an hour at most. ”

"A long-distance run is one hundred and twenty kilometers, waiting for him to stick out his tongue?"

Ignoring the heralds, Carlos drew his Ogin axe.

"All ready! Pounce! ”

In the distance at the orc command post, the High Overseers were silent about the orc's terrible performance.

"It's time to retreat."

"Don't worry, the physical strength of human beings has not been squeezed out yet."

The Orc Overseer retorted to the Ironclad behind him, who looked more like a human than an orc.

"What's more, finally Orgrim's soldiers haven't died yet, what's the panic."

"Carlos is going to do it, I'm not sure I'm going to fight him while protecting you, that kid is a monster."

The ironclad man said.

"The king of Alterac is a monster? Hahahaha, it's quite new to hear this from the mouths of you monsters who have come back from the dead. ”

The Orc Overseer sneered.

"It's all for Lord Guldan, so why bother."

"Enough, use shadow spells to control my mind, but give me reason, Gul'dan is a true villain!"

"However, you must obey Lord Gul'dan."

"Yes, I have to obey him, hahahaha."

As a close confidant of Orgrim, the commander-in-chief of the tribe's southern defenses, and the high-ranking overseer of the orcs, he hated Gul'dan extremely much at the moment, but he was helpless.

The 13,000 orcs fought to the death because of their own orders, the rangers of Fort Riptide, and the army of King Alterac, at any cost, just so that Gul'dan could smoothly lead his clan south, so that the alliance was unable to pursue.

Ogrim? Tribe? Orcs?

It's sold, it's all sold by Guldan!

"You seem to hate trolls in particular?"

The Orc Overseers couldn't help but ask, when they discovered that the Death Knight, or the Death Knight who was protecting himself, was always staring at the trolls on the battlefield.

"Hate when you live, now it's just a habit."

The Death Knight replied calmly.

After another moment, the Orc Overseer couldn't help but admire, "You're right, the king of Alterac is not as strong as a human, and I even wonder if he is the Transfiguration Goron. Let's go, the orcs who have lost their minds are no match for him. ”

The Fort Riptide Rangers won, the Alterac army was on the verge of winning, and Gilneth and Lothar were on the verge of collapse.

Orgrim was already standing in the mountain pass, and even if the alliance held the mountainside, it was impossible to resist the orc's death.

"Lothar, Anduin. Lothar, you are too trusted, what gave you the courage to go one-on-one with us orcs! Order, let the trebuchet troops come forward, destroy the human fortifications, ask the warlock, can you still summon hellfire, attack at night, and cross this mountain pass, which is the silver pine forest, the tribe is finally going to win! ”

Orgrim was more excited than ever, and finally, finally, with three hundred meters of mountain road, he would defeat the Alliance, and the orcs would defeat the humans. An unprecedented sense of accomplishment filled Orgrim's mind.

There is no danger to defend, the remnants of your army in the hands of Lothar are nothing more than chickens and dogs to be slashed by our orcs, and I will set your skull in the hammer of destruction, my greatest enemy!

Even though Orgrim was calm, he also had a feeling of fluttering.

But just then, his cronies' men galloped up on a wolf, turned over and dismounted, and whispered something in Orgrim's ear.

Joy, doubt, confusion, smile.

"Forget it, victory is within reach, the night battle is a futile attrition of troops, every orc's life is precious, stop attacking, set up camp, and fight again tomorrow."

Orgrimmar changed the command in a tone of satisfaction.

There was only one reason, because the comer told him that the warlocks had disappeared en masse, and that the rear army had lost contact.

Gul'dan, you are a sinner of the tribe!

The more angry Orgrim grew, the more calm his face became.

Three hundred meters, the size of a person who could not be covered by half a fingernail, but Orgrimmar knew that Lothar must be on the mountain. Turning his neck at the position the humans hastily retreated, Orgrimmar arranged for his men to build tunnels and towers for the attack at night.

If you want to fool the enemy, you must first fool yourself.

Leaving the human eye behind, Orgrimmar rode wildly on a horseback wolf.

The truth, what the hell is going on, the great chieftain of the tribe needs the truth! (To be continued.) )