In the air, on the ground, spell attacks, arrow rain strikes, and under the siege of all directions, the army of evil orcs was strewn all over the field, and as far as the eye could see, the red earth was full of broken armor and bodies, and thick blood was sprinkled all over the land. Varian held a sword from Saramaine and sliced off the arms and necks of the orcs, blood gushing out, staining both warriors and horses with scarlet and black blood.

Furstad's griffon troops didn't even bother to throw storm hammers from the air again, instead dived directly and violently, pushing patches of orcs on the ground and crushing them. Any orcs who tried to get close to the griffin were smashed to pieces by the warhammers of the Brute Hammer Dwarves.

In the rear, the knights, under the leadership of Ares, were almost indestructible, the barrier of holy light protected the paladins to advance bravely, one by one the evil orcs fell, and the ash bringer was like a golden lightsaber, cutting muscles and bones, even the hard armor of the orcs could not attack with its pure holy energy, and the blood stained Ares's whole body.

The slaughter lasted a full two hours, and not a single Orc surrendered, but Stormwind's army captured many Orc warriors. They crippled the thighs of the orc infantry, then tied them up with ropes, or simply lassoed them with traps, samples that the court mages of Stormwind needed to study, and they hadn't seen such bloodthirsty and brutal orcs in a long time since the end of the Second Orc War.

……

During the night, the Coalition finally arrived at Fort Watch, the Alliance's frontline stronghold in the Cursed Lands.

The castle has stood in the wilderness for nearly twenty years, but never before has it been so dilapidated as it is now. Its outer walls have been almost completely destroyed, and its inner city has been horribly damaged, with 90% of its buildings burned and turned into piles of charcoal and rubble. The Watchkeep's warriors barely managed to hold the fortress through the last tower, and if Varian delayed one more step, the great Union fortress would be destroyed. Loyal warriors will shed tears on the earth and sleep here forever. Fortunately, the alliance has finally arrived.

Archmage Sathranan has been mortally wounded, and the Commander of the Watchtower, Lo Dunsen, and the priests inside the fortress are doing their best to heal him. Varian and Magni walked over, asking about his injuries and what had happened in the last two months.

"Ares, we have heard of your deeds, the battle of the hand of the Scarlet Crusader Tyr, you let my warriors see the heroic soul of the Knights, the battle of the Dark Furnace City, the rescue of the enslaved Black Iron Tribe, the battle of Karimdo, the defeat of the Elder God. Yes, that's enough, I, Furstad, seem to see the alliance of twenty years ago, and you let me find the shadow of the first paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Yes, I'm starting to miss Tulayan and Uther. Well, let's get down to business, I'm going to give you the Snow Eagle. In honor of our unbreakable friendship. ”

Varian and Magni greeted the warriors of the Watchcastle, while Lord Foulhammer of Furstad called Ares aside and told Ares about his plans with a mysterious expression.

"Snow Eagle? What is that? ”

It's just that Ares was a little confused. What is a Snow Eagle? Can you eat it?

"One of the finest and most ferocious griffons in Eagle's Nest Mountain, of course, not as good at fighting as my Yang Yan, but also one of the best heroic griffins in Eagle's Nest Mountain, named because of its snow-colored hair."

After Furstad finished speaking, Ares's eyes immediately lit up. It is said that when he went south from the plague land and passed through the Eagle's Nest Mountain, he wanted to ask the Brute Hammer Dwarf for a griffin, which was not only convenient to move, but also very powerful in combat. What's more, in the cold weapon battlefield, without communication equipment, you can't command the army well at all, but with a griffin it's different, soaring in the sky, you can clearly see the situation below, and then make tactical adjustments in time, it can be said that having a griffin is not only an improvement in personal combat effectiveness, but also a great improvement in the survivability of the entire legion. It's just that when he first came out of Lordaeron, he was not familiar with the other races of Azeroth, and at that time, he had only one side with the Brute Hammer tribe, and they fought together, but other than that, there was no intersection, so he was embarrassed to open his mouth at that time, but now it's good, the Brute Hammer Lord himself spoke, and the so-called hospitality is difficult to say, which is the kind of moment that he said.

Almost without a second thought, Ares began to thank Lord Vorstad. However, the other party does not seem to be finished.

"Snow Eagle is a girl, but she is not so easy to control, she only recognizes the knight in her eyes, in other words, you can only have her if you conquer her."

Furstad continued.

"Conquer her?"

Ares felt a tingling in his scalp, you know, conquering a griffin is not an easy task, just like taming a wild horse, no, it should be said that it is a hundred times more difficult than conquering a wild horse, the griffin is larger than the male lion on land, the huge wings can fly three or four orcs at once, the temper is extremely short, fierce and violent. More importantly, they are creatures that soar through the air, and people with a fear of heights or timid people are simply impossible to tame. On the battlefield, a team of two hundred griffon knights is equivalent to the combat power of an alliance legion. The preciousness can be imagined.

"Yes, conquer her, not only with the strength of your arms and feet, but also with your heart, a brave heart, to make her submit and become your mount. Brother, this process will be a long one, and our riders of the Brute Hammer tribe have spent most of their lives alone with the griffins to cultivate this tacit understanding and trust, and you, obviously, do not have this time. So, it will be difficult for you to conquer her. Some human mages can conquer griffons telepathically, but you know, most human mages don't have a true heart for bravery, despite their good spell abilities, so when they ride griffons on battle, they are often too afraid to control griffins. ”

Furstad said as Ares had a terrible picture in his mind, and at the same time, a blood-boiling scene. Under the golden sunlight, the snow eagle carried itself, swooping down from the sky, rushing towards its enemies. That's the real dream of a man, the eagle strikes the sky.

"But don't worry too much, I'll teach you how to tame her. Like a true knight in the air. ”

Seeing that Ares was a little distracted, Furstad blinked and said with a smile. It was as if he had prepared a series of plans to help Ares get up to speed quickly.