Possessing the power of the Light, Uther was very powerful, and a pale white light shrouded his warhammer, each of which literally smashed into the orc's body.

These orcs who were attacked by Uther's real hammer were attacked by the physical blow of the warhammer and the retributive power of the Holy Light, and even with their bodies stronger than humans, they still could not withstand such blows.

Soon, the orcs gathered around Lothar were repelled by Uther and Tulayan and others, who took the opportunity to rush out of the orc ranks.

Tulayan looked at the shore and reminded Lothar: "Lord Marshal, the second wave of orcs is coming up soon!" ”

Lothar nodded and shouted, "Let's go!" Bypass the shield wall and go back the way you came! ”

After several cavalry charges, there are very few surviving orcs left in the first team to land, and the surviving orcs will also be eliminated one by one by the snipers in the alliance camp, the High Elf rangers.

The rest of the human soldiers in the alliance team were on standby, maintaining a defensive formation, waiting for the next attack of the orc tribe.

As more troop carriers arrived at the beach, more and more orcs gathered, so that the second wave nearly doubled in number than in the first.

Then they launched a charge against the Alliance Front again, although the number of orcs increased a lot, and the shield wall was broken in more places, but with this number, they still could not break through the overall defense of the Alliance.

Lothar didn't lead the cavalry to rush out to destroy the enemy again, just because most of the human soldiers saw the hideous orcs for the first time, and many of them had fear in their eyes. In order to boost everyone's morale, Lothar made a decisive attack and personally surrounded and suppressed those orcs.

By this time, the morale of the Alliance had recovered, and Lothar was frowning at the beach in the distance, where several orc teams had once again gathered for a third charge.

Lothar muttered to himself with some confusion: "This kind of refueling tactic will only gradually weaken their strength, the leader of the orcs is not like a fool who can make such a stupid decision, what is his purpose?" ”

Orgrim wasn't a fool, of course, and he was one of the few outliers among the orcs who was good at using stratagem.

This decision was made partly because Orgrim wanted to take the opportunity to observe the defensive strength of the human formation, and on the other hand, to distract the humans so that more orcs could land safely on the beach, especially those "special guys".

When the third charge of the orcs was intercepted by the Alliance again, they stopped and did not continue to attack, but only used their shields on the beach to block the rain of arrows from the Alliance, as if waiting for something.

Lothar sensed that something was wrong, and soon he noticed that in front of the assembled orc team, a group of mysterious figures wearing hoods and cloaks appeared.

These mysterious creatures rode heavily armed horses, but their horses' eyes were like scorching flames.

"Aren't all the orc cavalry riding wolves?" Khadgar looked at Lothar suspiciously, they had experienced the first orc war and were impressed by the wolf cavalry of the orcs.

Lothar said, "Look at their weapons, how can any cavalry charge with these strange clubs?" How do they attack? ”

When these mysterious cavalry were assembled, they began to lead the other orcs to attack the alliance again.

Lothar stared at the cavalry closely, and when he saw them rushing not far from the Coalition's shield wall, he stopped, then drew his short stick and pointed at it.

One of the knights at the head shouted, "Death knights, kill all these humans!" ”

This knight was none other than the leader of the Death Knights, Talon Bloodfiend, and his voice was cold and dry, with a rumbling echo.

With Talon Bloodfiend's command, a stream of dark purple energy erupted from the short stick and landed on the Alliance soldiers.

Countless buzzing noises rang in the ears of the soldiers who had been hit, and their heads felt like they were about to explode.

"Ahh

"Help!"

Dozens of soldiers had only time to utter a brief cry for help before they collapsed, their ears, nostrils, mouths, and eyes bleeding dark red blood.

The other soldiers were overwhelmed by what they saw, and negative feelings of pain and fear began to spread through the crowd.

"It's shadow magic!" Uther roared.

"Holy Light, please shelter us!"

Several paladins, including Uther, Tulayan, and Gavin Rad, hurriedly raised their hammers and prayed aloud.

Dazzling silver light burst forth and sprinkled towards the Alliance soldiers at the front of the formation.

Alliance soldiers bathed in the Holy Light will no longer be damaged by Shadow Magic, but due to the limited number of Paladins, the range that the Holy Light can envelop is not too large, so there will still be soldiers in other places who will die from the strange shadow magic.

Immediately afterward, the Death Knight began chanting an evil incantation, and a foul-smelling green mist enveloped the Alliance soldiers.

Under the influence of this cloud of evil power, the dead human warrior stood up once more.

But now they are no longer warriors fighting for the Alliance, but have become minions of the Death Knights. They reversed their guns and began to attack their former compatriots.

"Don't come here! Monster! ”

"The Light is above! Who's going to save us! ”

The soldiers of the Alliance let out cries of fear and pain, and the defensive line that had resisted the three onslaughts of the orcs became crumbling and about to crumble.

"You wicked creatures dare to desecrate the corpses of the dead!"

The fury of the paladins was almost spewing from their eyes, and how could they, with their devotion to the Light, sit idly by and watch such a tragedy happen in front of their eyes?

Led by Uther, the paladin rushed out through the gap in the shield wall.

The power of the Light erupted in them like a dazzling sun.

The paladins used the divine energy of the warhammer to knock down the resurrected human soldiers, and the holy light dispelled the undead power from them, allowing them to rest in peace.

The paladin then wielded his hammer and began to charge at the Death Knight.

In the blink of an eye, these two types of cavalry teams with similar attributes collided, and a fierce battle broke out in an instant.

Unlike the mass-produced Death Knights who were later pulled up by Arthas with Frostmourn, these first-generation Death Knights were orc warlocks of the Shadow Council during their lifetimes, and they were infused with souls into the corpses of dead humans by Gul'dan using evil psychic magic.

These Death Knights are not as skilled as paladins, but they are able to wield a variety of shadow and evil magic, so the two sides are evenly matched, and it is difficult to tell the winner in a short period of time.

PS: Today is a small year, and the author is here to wish everyone a happy new year!