The morale-boosting soldiers of the human coalition army were like the Bretonnian farmer who had been fighting all his life and saw the graceful and graceful figure of the lake god fairy, and rushed towards the big hole in the city wall as fast as he could, shouting as he ran, full of momentum.

Before the start of the war, almost every lord promised his subordinates a heavy reward, and the first one to enter the city could get a reward of at least two hundred gold crowns, which was enough for an ordinary person to live the rest of his life in peace and stability in the "Border Prince's Territory".

As soon as I thought of this, the lucky ones who rushed to the front couldn't help but have their hearts beat wildly, and their steps became lighter.

It's a pity that their dreams are soon shattered by the cruel reality, and what awaits them behind the hole is not golden wealth, but a large green ocean.

At the very front of this vast ocean, dozens of giant reefs are moving slowly.

With heavy steps, these three-meter-tall dark cyan creatures collided head-on with the same surging flow of people, and then swept across their specially crafted weapons.

The result was not unexpected, the soldiers who rushed to the front were torn apart in the screams, like bags of exploding flesh, no one could block the enemy's attack, and in just one shot, a large open space was cleared out of the originally crowded doorway, and it was quickly occupied by the orc boys behind them with teeth and claws.

"It's ...... Large......... Demon!!! ”

In the crowd, an elderly human officer shuddered and shouted.

He hails from a small town near the "Mountains on the Edge of the World", and has been attacked by such monsters, when just two trolls killed dozens of people without leaving an indelible shadow.

At this time, standing in front of the human alliance were more than thirty adult trolls.

What's even more terrifying is that the upper body of each of them is covered with thick iron armor, and the weapons in their hands are not shoddy bones or wooden sticks, but giant special maces more than two meters long, and the wooden sticks as thick as tree trunks are full of dagger-sized giant nails.

In close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, this slow-reacting but formidable monster is a nightmare for all infantry.

Especially in the narrow terrain of the doorway, the numerical advantage of human soldiers cannot be brought into play at all, and in the face of simple but powerful attacks, there is no place to dodge, and there is only a dead end in front of them.

The situation was reversed again, and in just a few rounds, the attacking side retreated one after another, all exiting the blasted doorway, and the gap in the city wall was blocked again by the green skin of the counterattack.

The trolls who had made great achievements did not take advantage of the victory, but all remained in the doorway, and the task given to them by the old rotten teeth was to use their own flesh and blood to block the front of the ruined city wall and prevent anyone from passing.

As for the outside affairs, leave it to the people who act more quickly.

In addition to the orc kids, the remaining eight hundred goblin wolf riders were also gathered and stood behind the city gates, and they were tasked with the most difficult task.

"Boss! OK! The outside has been cleaned out by the kids! ”

Rugrud Bitingbone returned to the city with the black orcs covered in blood, because the one-eyed goblin Mogru organized a goblin defense on the city wall, and he led the fierce orc counter-charge just now.

"Good!"

There was a hint of determination in the hoarse voice of the old rotten teeth.

Whether the "Steel Rock" can be defended depends on a wave.

No one thought that Shrimp would call the dwarf buttresses over to help, and they didn't expect the dwarf buttresses' fire-breathing cannons to be so powerful that they blew up a big hole in the fortress gate at once.

But this does not mean that the old rotten teeth will obediently admit defeat, and it is not the style of the green skin to only be beaten and not fight back.

The old shaman turned back to the goblin wolf riders behind him and roared:

"Wolf riders! Cheer me up, and we'll rush out together and smash all the stuff from the shrimp and the dwarf stacks! ”

"Smash it!" "Smash it!" "Smash it!"

Respond to every call.

Hundreds of wolf riders had a fierce and bloodthirsty glint in their eyes, and they all raised their scimitar spears in their hands, and responded to the old shaman's dangerous but thrilling arrangement with a shrill cry.

The leader is not there, and the old rotten tooth is the most prestigious person in the tribe.

Although he is not as strong as he was back then, and is just an ordinary goblin shaman, every Greenskin of the "Broken Claw Tribe" has heard of his heroic deeds back then, and knows that he once summoned Brother Bigfoot to help the leader defeat a powerful enemy.

Now that the tribe is in crisis, even the most timid and cowardly goblins are willing to join the old shaman in charging at the shrimp outside.

This is also the reason why Lao Rotten Tooth wants to lead the team personally, his current strength is a little better than that of a rookie shaman, and he can't play much of a role in the battle, but only when he comes out can these goblin wolf riders rush out without hesitation.

Because everyone knows that even if everything goes well and the goal is completed, the probability of coming back alive is not high.

But this is the only chance to hold the fortress.

Old Rotten Tooth rolled over and rode a wolf, and looked back at the fortress behind him for the last time, a wry smile on his face.

I didn't expect that I would suffer this kind of crime at an old age, chief, it seems that I can't wait for you to come back, but don't worry, unless I die, these shrimps don't want to step into our territory!

"Rudruger!"

Time was short, but the old shaman had a few words to the leader of the black orcs before leaving.

He was asked to bring the little bells and Ayigunu who were fighting on the city walls back to Orgrimmar.

After receiving the news of the shrimp attack, the two women had to come with them, and the old rotten tooth didn't worry about leaving them there, but he didn't expect the situation to take a turn for the worse here, so before he set off, or before he died, the last order was to ask Rudruger to go through the tunnel of the underground rat man's lair and send the two of them back.

The leader of the Black Orcs Iron Boy was reluctant at first and wanted to continue killing shrimp, but the old rotten tooth glared at him, and only said that this was an order that must be completed, and he led the people up to the city wall with a stomach full of resentment.

Who made them the most disciplined of all the greenskins?

After explaining the aftermath, the old rotten tooth no longer dragged mud and water, raised the staff in his hand and waved it forward, and the eight hundred wolf riders rushed out along the hole in the city wall.

But at this moment, an accident happened outside again.

A series of artillery fire and screams intertwined sounds, listening to the movement, it seemed to come from the mouth of the orc boy who had just gone out.

The old rotten tooth chuckled in his heart, and his green face full of wrinkles instantly turned much whiter.

Ten seconds later, he took the lead and rushed out of the wall, and the screams did not stop during this time, but became smaller and smaller.

The last thing that catches your eye is a terrifying scene like hell in the underworld.

There was a foul smell in the air, the ground was littered with burning flames and charred corpses, and there were many humanoid fires struggling to run, barely recognizable by their size and voice.

It's an orc kid from his own tribe!

What's going on? The hundreds of orcs who rushed out just now were all wiped out in the blink of an eye!

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