The army of the Horde is blocked!

They had captured the walls of Lordaeron, only to be blocked out of the lanes.

The remnants of the Union soldiers, as well as the civilians of Lordaeron who had taken up arms, stood in every hut and every front in the city.

The soldiers of the Blackstone Clan and the Warsong Clan used their best efforts to capture the alleys and kill one human after another......

But time is also passing little by little at the same time.

Four hours, eight hours, twelve hours, sixteen hours, twenty-four hours!

The tribes paid the price of blood and occupied the tunnels; However, once they leave, they will be recaptured by the Coalition forces after a few moments.

Scorching battlefields appear in every corner of Lordaeron.

The orange Alterac army in the south had reached a distance of less than a dozen miles from Lordaeron City, and Itreig had already led a group of Blackstone warriors to stop them; To the west, the black army of Gilneth also crossed the Silverpine Forest, where Walok-Sarufar was building a defensive line.

Reinforcements from the Alliance were arriving from all directions, and the Horde was fighting in the city, but not making much progress.

Despite the fact that every warrior of the tribe, is doing his best.

……

Orgrim - Hammer of Doom strolled through the streets of Lordaeron, carefully looking around.

In any of the seemingly mundane huts around, a human might emerge with arms and deliver a fatal blow.

Many of the warriors of the tribe had lost their lives as a result, although they would later exterminate the humans in the houses as quickly as possible, and even set fire to them along with the houses; But those damned humans are like locusts, killing a batch, and soon a batch will emerge.

Orgrim had some admiration for these human leaders. What he did was to direct these recruits and civilians, doing everything he could to hold the tribe back and stall for time...... It also turns out to be the most effective method.

"Great Chief!" An orc named Salbek came up and shouted, "We've found out where the Alliance Commander is, they're near the palace!" ”

Orgrim suddenly looked at him for a while, and hurriedly shouted, "Quick, take me over!" ”

If the Coalition Commander is killed, perhaps the remnants of the human defenses in these cities will quickly crumble, and the tribe will still have a glimmer of life.

Orgrim hurriedly clenched the hammer in his hand and followed behind Salbeck.

The most elite warriors of the Blackstone Clan followed closely behind the Great Chief.

As fast as you can, head towards the royal palace.

……

"Helm, you take the people to Bray Street, and when you encounter the horde's army, retreat to my side!" Varian-Urien's slightly immature voice resounded through the squares of the palace of Lordaeron.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Count Duke, you and the thieves sneak into the walls and set fires to attract the attention of the tribe and make them exhausted!"

"Understood, Your Majesty!"

"Molef, you take the palace guards to temporarily remove the wounded on Solem Street!" Varian continued to command, "Everyone, avoid hard battles with the Horde as much as possible, all we need is to stall for time and wait for reinforcements to arrive!" ”

Varian began to act like a true Alliance Commander.

Although he "played", it was less than a day, and the most stubborn Lordaeron non-commissioned officers and lieutenants began to identify with the young king.

"Your Majesty!" A soldier covered in bruises ran over: "A well-trained tribal soldier has surrounded the palace, and their goal is ...... It seems to be you! ”

The soldier's voice was weak.

Moleff's face on the side suddenly changed: "Isn't it to let everyone along the road stop the advance of the tribe as much as possible?" How could this tribe advance so fast? ”

"They are very well trained...... Ignoring the harassment of the lurkers along the way, the goal is very clear......" The soldier continued weakly and said, "We can't stop them at all......"

"Your Majesty!" Molev hurriedly turned around: "You hurry up and lead people to find a position to break through first, and I will block these tribes......"

"It's too late!" Varian whispered, frowning as he looked at the bright red flag a few hundred meters ahead.

Varian knows this flag, it's the Horde's Commander's Flag!

The soldiers who were in ambush along the way, it was easy to understand that they couldn't stop this tribe; Because the green-skinned monsters of this tribe are the most elite group of the entire tribe.

Varian clenched the two swords in his hands, a look of hatred in his eyes.

"Prepare for battle!" He shouted.

……

Orgrim looked at the opponent in front of him.

Even from an orc's point of view, he's a kid! He looked so young, but the heavy armor on his body and the sharp weapons in his hand were a complete indication of his status and high status in the city.

And the boy is not small, even if he is underage, he is only a few points shorter than Orgrim. He gripped two broadblades and stared at Orgrim as if he wanted to consume him with the fury in his eyes......

Orgrim also pulled out the Hammer of Doom and looked at his opponent.

Even if it was a human child, he wouldn't keep his hand.

Because of this war, the fate of the tribe is concerned!

"Attack!" The Great Chief of the Tribes roared.

The Blackstone warriors poured into the palace, mingling with the human guards.

Orgrim also raised the Hammer of Doom high and charged towards his target.

The fierce battle has begun!

……

To the south of Lordaeron, a position in the midst of a fierce battle.

The orange figure is intertwined with the black-green figure.

"In the name of the Light!" Uther-Lightbringer shouted loudly, holy light surrounding him and his weapon, and then he roared, "Monsters, get out of our city!" ”

Then, with a single blow he shattered the skull of the nearest orc, and charged into the Horde's position.

When Uther attacked the Horde's army, it was like a light of the purest kind, irresistible.

He was joined by other paladins, their light permeating them as well. In the more than a year since the beginning of the war, the Silver Hand has expanded considerably, and there are now twelve paladins under Uther's command.

The twelve rushed into the warband, their faith bursting from their hammers, axes, and swords.

Alterac's soldiers went to both sides, rutting to give them room to fight.

At the same time, the cavalry of Heduo rushed in the direction of Lordaeron.

"Praise the Light!" General Merrick-Haas of Alterac shouted, his current embarrassment resembling a mud monkey: "Lord Lothar, you have come at a good time...... Lordaeron hasn't fallen yet, quick, attack! ”