"Brothers, war, war makes us strong, war makes us brave, war gives us a new lease of life. I've been through countless battles, I've had countless brushes with death, but none of that has stopped me from moving forward, and today, the flag of the Alliance is flying in the wind again. I tell you, follow your inner voice, fight for freedom and glory, fight for the Alliance! ”

A few weeks later, in front of the Orgrimmar gates, Dalin. Admiral Prodmore gave an impassioned pre-war speech, albeit with the absence of Ares and Reginald and Jean's werewolf troops. But the Kortilas army was still full of enthusiasm. They are in their own leader Dalin. Under the leadership of Prodmore, he launched a fierce attack on Orgrimmar, the main city of the orcs, without hesitation. Although this is a charge that is certain to death......

Numerous coalition artillery began to bombard the walls of Orgrimmar from the ground. In front of the world, there is a magnificent orc main city. The red earth, the red walls, the red tribal battle flags, the color of blood, the tribes of blood.

Like a herd of migrating wildebeests, the army rushed to this desolate land. Orgrimmar City, but like an awakened giant. Countless catapults roared through the city, dropping hundreds or thousands of stone projectiles outside the city, and at the charging Confederate army.

"Hatred, endless hatred, Woking, see? Hatred wears away reason, hatred drives humanity mad, and if we can't control the vengeance in our hearts, we will one day be like them. Is the sacrifice tragic? No, it's pointless, worthless. ”

Standing on the walls of Orgrimmar, looking at the dense array of Union soldiers on the plain, Thrall said with emotion. The craziest humans he'd ever seen, the most selfish humans he'd ever seen, and at the moment, Daelin was acting like them. Although he was once a League hero in the Second Orc War. But no one can live a lifetime without making mistakes.

"Archers prepare."

Holding the Hammer of Destruction, Thrall said coldly. Behind them, thousands of hunters of darkspear trolls drew their bows and aimed their arrows at the Coalition army that was galloping across the walls.

The next moment, the Troll Hunter's arrows swept across the sky like locusts, sprinkling at the dense Alliance legions.

Countless Alliance soldiers raised their shields to resist these dense arrows at the first time, but many soldiers were still hit by the dense rain of arrows......

Flesh blossomed, and countless loyal Alliance warriors fell on the way to the charge. Cannons and catapults roared, and boulders and cannons flew and smashed into the battlefield. The earth was dusty, with rubble and blood splattering.

But this still stopped the Alliance soldiers from charging, and the image of the paladin charging in the glow of the sun three months ago still seemed to echo in everyone's minds.

"For the Alliance!"

The proud knight, spear in hand, charged at the tribal positions beneath the walls......

However, what awaited them was an even more terrifying, more dense throwing of spears...... Rows of fanged barbs were placed beneath Orgrimmar's walls, blocking the human knights' charges, while the Darkspear Hunters stood behind the stakes and threw a rain of spears en masse......

The flames of war were burning, the war songs were echoing, and countless Alliance knights and infantry fell on their way to the Horde positions. However, Kultiras's artillery also blew up the Horde's positions. There was already a gap in the wall, and behind that wall, there were countless heavily armed tribal warriors. Minotaurs, orcs, and trolls, armed with hammers and battle axes, are waiting for the Alliance soldiers to deliver to the door themselves.

However, the desire for revenge burned in Dalin's heart, and the admiral, regardless of the casualties, gave the order to continue the attack. The priest dragged the wounded and dead warriors away from the battlefield, and the remaining warriors, led by Dalin, continued their assault on Orgrimmar.

The next moment, the screams of beasts were heard, and countless tribal wind knights harnessed their bipedal wyverns and took off from behind the walls of Orgrimmar. The sky was suddenly filled with these aerial beasts.

Venom-stained spears were hurled from the air like a rain of spears, shooting at the Alliance forces on the ground.

Dahlin organized a counterattack, and the musketeers and archers fought back. However, the Horde Wind Knights were clearly not targeting Daelin's main legion, but those siege artillery in the rear of the legion...... Thrall was not only a brave and strong orc chieftain, but also a wise and wise tribal leader. In the previous battle, I didn't expect a paladin in the alliance to come to the rescue, and this time, Thrall will not let the scene of that day repeat again. The bipedal wyvern roared and flew to the backfield, and under the frightened gaze of the alliance artillerymen, it swooped down, and for a while, Dai Lin's artillery position screamed miserably, and the alliance artillery was torn to pieces by the aerial beasts of these tribes......

Gianna's spell support could not stop the slaughter of human artillery by these beasts. The archmage inserted the staff into the ground, and a circle of flame barriers composed of flame energy exploded and spread out instantly, and the rubble on the ground was blown away, and no two-legged wyvern dared to approach this flame barrier, but Gianna alone was not enough, no matter how powerful a mage was, he could not fight against thousands of bipedal wyverns. After all, not everyone is Medivan......

"Keep attacking!"

But Daylin has gone crazy. Regardless of the end of the rear position and the defeat of the front, he continued to lead the large army towards the city gate of the tribe.

Finally, the admiral led a large force into the Horde's position. Beneath the walls, countless Dark Spear Hunters were forced to draw their spears and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Alliance soldiers.

Blood splattered, arrows flew all over the front, and the sound of weapons and shields clashing was constantly heard.

Dalin even joined the hand-to-hand combat himself. When the pistol could not cope with the close-quarters combat, the admiral drew his sword at his waist and slashed the tribal warrior in savage fashion. A Dark Spear Hunter stabbed Dalin with a spear, but Dalin grabbed the spear with his backhand, and then quickly approached and plunged his dagger into the troll hunter's throat.

"Die, beast!"

With a muffled roar, he pulled his dagger out of his enemy's throat, and in an instant, blood splattered on his face. But the admiral, having forgotten about his fear, stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corners of his mouth, and continued to rush into the crowd, fighting with the warriors of the Horde.

At the same time, a large number of Union infantry broke through the Horde defenses and stormed the city. Here, however, they were met with a frantic counterattack from the Orgrimmar Defenders. The orc's axes and war hammers savagely smashed the heroic Alliance warriors to pieces, and the captain of the Alliance commando team was directly split in half by the orc warrior Brooks with an axe! Blood gushed out from his torn body, and the old orc, regardless of the cruelty and bloodiness of the scene, cut off his head directly from his body with another axe.

"For the Horde! Blood and glory! ”

The old orc roared. The audience resounded with a thunderous battle cry......