"Gianna!"

The fireball falling from the sky made Ares's heart tighten. The giant sword in his hand couldn't help but gradually bloom with golden light. Compared to the cold weapons around it, it was so bright and warm. An orc wolf knight charged with a low roar in his own wolf. Although it was the first time I had seen an orc, it was nothing compared to the previous battle with the scourge undead.

The Ember Bringer was held aloft in the air, and the light was so bright that the orc rider could barely open his eyes. The wolf roared, as if to dodge the dazzling light, and then, the moment the wolf knight rushed in front of him, Ares jumped to the side with all his might, and the greatsword in his hand swung with it, and in just a moment, the light passed through the waist of the orc warrior.

The next moment, the entire wolf knight was almost cut off sideways, and his blood spurted and sprinkled on Ares' face. The whole person collapsed on his mount as if he was paralyzed. The wolf went berserk, his master was killed by a sword, and the deep friendship of the wolf caused the wolf to turn around and pounce on Ares in a frenzied way.

However, without Ares doing it, someone else has already solved it. Gilneth's crossbowmen, as the wolf charged, stabbed the beast through the tip of its nose, eyes, and forehead. When it rushed in front of Ares, the huge orc wolf could no longer rush, it lay in front of the paladin, scarlet blood gushed out from its nostrils and the corners of its mouth, panting, and could not get up again. But Ares did not go up to mend the sword, but let the other Gilneth soldiers, one man and one sword, and ended it up.

Ahead, the battle is getting fiercer. In fact, don't ask for help from Dain, Ares and Jean also hear the commotion. The roars of those beasts and the guns of the Union soldiers, have proven everything. The Horde attacked in the night.

At the forefront was Jean's werewolf troops, the beasts desperately charging alongside the equally savage and strong orcs, roaring through the night sky, Ares and Reginald following closely behind.

After the paladins and werewolves joined the battle, the tide of the battle was brought under control.

Two armies of equal strength crowded on the construction site and began to fight bloodily.

And when the wolf knight's charge was contained, the scene turned into a close positional battle.

The wolf knight was followed to the battlefield by five thousand orc light infantry. The vanguard of these tribes is sparsely numbered, but they are extremely fierce in battle. It was also here that Ares first met the orcs in World of Warcraft and how they fought. They were so fierce and violent, they easily grabbed the human infantry and wrenched their arms. An axe chops down, and no matter how strong the armor is, it can't resist it.

An Alliance infantryman raised his shield and charged at the able-bodied orc warrior in front of him. However, the next moment, the orc infantry turned around and roared, and the half-human-tall warhammer slashed into the air, and the warhammer swept through the air with a whistling sound. The Union infantry raised their shields to block, but was knocked to the ground by a hammer. The steel shield did not shatter, but his body was severely damaged, and the left hand holding the shield was broken. The whole person was lying on the ground and dying.

Without giving the Alliance infantry a chance to struggle and resist, the orc warrior quickly stepped forward and smashed the human soldier's face directly with another hammer. The Union soldier's helmet had almost turned into a pile of scrap metal, and flesh was squeezed out of the badly deformed pile of scrap metal and flowed to the ground......

On the other side, Gilneth's werewolf roared and scuffled with the orc warrior, the orc tried to cut the werewolf's neck with an axe, but the werewolf took the first step and bit his wrist, and the muscles on the orc's wrist were torn off in a frenzied bite! Blood stained the faces of the werewolf warriors red, however, this is exactly the taste they like, the taste of blood, the feeling of bloodthirstiness.

The orc roared, stretched out his uninjured right hand, and slammed the werewolf's cheek with all his might. The werewolf stumbled backwards with a hard blow, the bloody piece of flesh on the orc's wrist still in its mouth. With a wolf howl, the two "beasts" rushed to kill again and collided together.

A feast of blood. Many of Kurtilas' recruits have long been frightened by the bloody battles. They fell to the ground, forgetting to even raise their weapons to meet the enemy.

Beside Ares is the only warrior who represents Stormwind in this battle - Marshal Reginald. It has to be said that on the battlefield, recruits and veterans are two different species. Also human, Reginald's outstretched hand was much more skillful and calm than those of Kurtilas' recruits. Even though the orcs were twice as strong as himself, the old general was not afraid at all, he held the sword of the generalissimo of Stormwind and struck left and right in the orc crowd, using experience and skill rather than brute force.

The heavy axe of the orc warrior slashed, Reginald dodged sideways, and then just as the opponent's axe landed, the generalissimo's heavy sword in his hand had already stabbed through the air, and a sword pierced the body of the orc infantryman. Blood flowed down his face, from his armor. I couldn't tell if it was the blood of the Union soldiers or the blood of the orcs.

In this small camp, the battle unfolded like this. There is no neat formation, no grand scene, everything, only bloody fighting and fighting. After all, the scattered highland terrain could not organize an effective formation, and the orcs were only sending out a vanguard force.

The troll hunter in front of him was slapped to the ground by Jean's claw, and then the wolf king pulled out the alliance sword stuck in the ground, and pierced the troll hunter's neck from behind. Only then did he walk towards the admiral, covered in blood.

"Jean, you're too late."

Dai Lin said with an iron face.

"Too late? Without my warriors, your troops would have been driven back to the sea. ”

Jean growled. He didn't turn into a human form, but just stared at the admiral with a pair of wolf eyes, as if to say, this army, when it comes to land, is still up to me. Dalin was angry, but he couldn't speak. Indeed, the army of Kurtilas, which is the presence of the hegemon at sea, is not able to hold up the overall situation on land.

“kota，logk！”

The battle lasted for more than an hour, until the Union soldiers heard a strange sound of horns. It was the orc forces retreating, the Wyverns retreating from the sky, and the wolf knights driving their mounts out of the battlefield. Although the losses are not much, there is no need for the tribe to suffer here.

Before their main army arrived, the attack failed, and they withdrew from the battlefield to avoid unnecessary casualties.

As the crowd receded, Ares raised his giant sword and stabbed at the dying orc warriors lying on the ground, giving them a ......

"May the Light grant you rest."

He prayed.

Although the crowd couldn't understand what the paladin was saying......