If it weren't for the concerted efforts of the veterans of the Alliance's Seventh Legion in the back row to block the Horde's charge, the Alliance's neat and seemingly solid defensive line would probably collapse as a result.

On land, two huge legions engaged in bloody battles and battles.

The real war is so cruel, there is not too much gorgeous magic, there is not too much surge of holy light and evil energy outburst, more often, it is just the most primitive and cruel fighting. Hell roared and roared and picked up his battle axe, a whirlwind slash, and the three Alliance warriors in front of him were instantly cut off their heads, and their bodies fell like headless zombies. The orc leader roared, then drew his tomahawk and slashed at the next Alliance infantryman, removing the entire arm of the Alliance soldier, and with another blow, the tomahawk shattered the helmet, and brains and blood poured out of the deformed armor.

No one could come close to this orc warrior, and every blow he struck seemed to carry the power of the devil, the sword broke and the shield shattered, and the Union infantry was vulnerable in front of him. Hell Roar, as his name suggests, his roar seems to come from Hell and is shocking. The alliance soldiers who rushed in front of him were even directly taken by him with the palm of his hand, and then, like slaughtering livestock, the battle axe cruelly chopped down, and the warm blood splashed the orc's face, and Hell roared and stuck out his tongue, licking the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, this is the taste he wants, the taste of orcs.

"Blood and thunder!"

Hell roared and roared. With the sound of war drums, more orc warriors rushed forward bloodthirsty and frantically. The war machines of the tribes behind him were still rumbling, and huge flints were constantly falling into the sea of Alliances. The blue Union battle flag stood in the smoke of gunpowder, a steel defense line piled up with the corpses of countless Alliance soldiers.

……

"Let's go."

The battle line spread along Lake Winterhug, flanked, and the Coalition's army of knights, led by Ares and Liadline, began to detour.

However, the tribe is not a mindless man. Hell Roar knows the importance of tactics equally. Almost as the Alliance cavalry made a detour, the Horde's wolf knights were also running wildly on the flanks, and the Kodomon rushed out of the wolves like giant tanks on the battlefield, their numbers were small, but their staggering size and terrifying roar were enough to intimidate the Alliance's warhorses.

Only the heavily trained Stormwind Warhorse and the Lordaeron Knights Warhorse can withstand such a terrifying roar.

Ares narrowed his eyes and looked ahead. In the dust, the wolf knight troops of the orcs roared and galloped forward. At the same time, the heavy cavalry of the alliance also increased the pace of the charge.

On the shores of the Winter Embrace Lake, two of Azeroth's most powerful cavalry forces are about to collide head-on. Set off a stormy showdown.

"We defend glory with blood!"

Riding on his horse, Ares swung his sword and roared. The next moment, the Holy Light answered the call of the paladin. A bright light lifted the clouds and rained down on the Knights of the Silver Hand. All the paladins seemed to receive the blessing of the holy light in an instant, and the armor became bright, reflecting the golden light.

The Horde's wolf riders were also close at hand, and Ares could almost smell the stench emanating from the wolf.

Bathed in golden light, the paladin's proud charge.

Finally, in the dust, the wolf knights of the tribe and the knight forces of the alliance collided fiercely. Ironclad horses and giant orc wolves roared and staggered. A bloody storm of blood. In the wild roar, the front troops were killed almost immediately. No matter how strong a horse is, it can't withstand the onslaught of a wolf's fury on it. Similarly, the wolf could not withstand the full charge of the paladin.

The holy light struck the dark barrier, and for a moment, the light splashed and the light waves vibrate.

A whole platoon of wolf knights and Union heavy cavalry were killed in the hedge. Blood filled the entire battlefield of Winter Hug Lake, and immediately after, the beasts roared, the paladins drew their swords and hammers, and the wolf knights drew their battle axes and great swords......

"In the name of the Light!"

A bright golden light enveloped Ares, and the Ember Bringer radiated blazing light and heat like a torch.

With a wave of his sword, an orc riding on the back of a war wolf fell from his horse, and before the other party could get up, Ares quickly rushed forward, holding the sword in both hands, and pierced the orc's heart with a sword. Another whistling wolf and orc wolf knight followed, and in a very short distance, the paladin summoned holy light, and the light instantly converged into a war hammer-like energy ball, directly hitting the orc wolf knight.

The moment before slashing the paladin's body, the hammer of rage exploded in the wolf knight's chest, like a blast of energy, and the wolf knight screamed and was knocked out, and the wolf under his crotch looked stunned, and then turned and pounced on the enemy who attacked his master. Ares roared in response, and drew his sword out. The sword grazed the wolf's throat and pierced the major artery.

Blood poured in like a fountain, warm blood staining the paladin's armor and hair. It was as if he had just crawled out of a pool of blood.

In the blood mist, the alliance cavalry and the tribal wolf cavalry troops fought each other. The armoured horses slammed the furious orcs on their hind feet, while the orc's wolves roared and pounced on the Alliance's horses. Everything seems to be back to the time of the Orc War, back to the bloody and cruel era.

Several Kodo beasts were tanks in the cavalry. Even if five Alliance Knights fight it at the same time, it will not have an advantage. With its head down, Kodomon charged in a furious rage, ramming one of the dismounted knights and stomping another Alliance cavalry to death. Immediately, the huge head crashed into a Stormwind City ironclad cavalry, even if it was wrapped in thick armor, the war horse could not withstand such a violent impact, and fell down with a neighing on the spot, and the knight on horseback jumped off the war horse with the help of stirrups at a critical moment, however, skilled combat skills could not save his life. The raging Kodomon roared, opened its bloody jaws, and bit off his arm with a single bite. The terrifying teeth snapped together, and blood poured out from between the beast's teeth......

"We must find a way to go around the rear of the tribe and attack them!"

On the high ground, Wen Lesa said to Luo Ning anxiously.

The gloomy sky, the blood-splattered battlefield, Luo Ning clenched his staff and glanced at the Donghug Lake to the west, which was next to the battlefield where the Alliance and the Horde were at war. It can be said that the whole battlefield unfolds on the shore of the lake, and if the lake can leave......

Yes...... The power of spells can kill hundreds, if not thousands, of orcs and trolls, but they can't determine the outcome of the entire battlefield. However, spells can create some convenience for clans.

Luo Ning took a deep breath, turned to Wen Lesa and said-

"Protect me from casting spells, my wife ......"

Wen Lesa nodded earnestly. Silvermoon City's ranger forces rallied around the Windrangers, surrounding and protecting the archmages.

Immediately, Luo Ning recited the powerful ice magic spell......