"Ouch, that's the fight."

Ainan shook the crystal cup gently, shaking the water in the cup back and forth, but he couldn't shake the mouth of the cup, his eyes looked at the image transmitted back by the mage's eye, and his mouth let out an unknown exclamation.

His behavior caused Egwene to pout repeatedly, and the mage was about to ask: Who was the guy who lured Gur'dan and made Gul'dan use his men to invade Azeroth in the tug-of-war with the Delanees?

Isn't that you Ainan?

Isn't what you want to see a war between the orcs and the Stormwind Kingdom?

The initiator of this invasion and defense war that broke out from the intelligent creatures of the two worlds, the black hand hidden behind the scenes, who else but you?

You've made everything, and you're still going to marvel here, and I said can we not pretend?

That is, Ainan, who had done it for someone else, had already fired an arcane missile in his face, hitting him all over the face, to see if he could pretend.

His gaze fell on the spell illusion, and Egwene asked, "Who do you think will win?" ”

At this moment, the real-time information of the battlefield transmitted by the spell illusion showed that the orcs had launched the third attack, and more than twenty human soldiers were unable to hold their shields because their arms were numb from the shock, and they became the orcs' axe ghosts.

The death of these twenty or so soldiers caused a brief gap in the first line of defense of the kingdom army, and the reason why it is said to be short-lived is because when the soldiers in the first row fell, their comrades behind them quickly stepped forward and closed the gap due to the death of their comrades.

While the orcs were still roaring and charging in their own language, the gap that had taken them three rounds of arrows to open had been filled by their opponents, preventing them from taking advantage of the opportunity to expand their gains.

I have to say that the army transferred by Rhine is worthy of being a veteran of a hundred battles, and the reaction is fast enough. It is not easy to catch their flaws and defeat them in one fell swoop.

Even Ainan sighed: "The orcs lost a chance. ”

The first time the Stormwind Kingdom's army fought the orcs, it was inevitable that they would be contemptuous of these orcs who looked more like beggars than soldiers, so much so that the orcs would cut so many gaps in the defensive line.

After learning the strength of the orcs and finding out the details of the orcs, they corrected their mentality and put aside the contempt in their hearts, and the army of the kingdom would never make such a mistake again.

YOU SAID THAT THE ORCS ARE TOO, AND AFTER CUTTING A GAP IN THE DEFENSE LINE OF THE KINGDOM ARMY, THEY DON'T HURRY UP TO EXPAND THE RESULTS OF THE BATTLE, WHAT KIND OF CHEST DO THEY BEAT, WHAT KIND OF LOCK'TA THEY ROAR. Look, a great opportunity to crush the enemy slipped out of his hands. If you want to open up the situation again, you don't know how many people will have to be sacrificed.

Hearing Egwen's question, Ainan shrugged, "You should ask who I want to win." ”

It doesn't really matter who can fight the army of the Stormwind Kingdom or the vanguard of the orc invasion of Azeroth. The important thing is that through the battle between them, the war between the Stormwind Kingdom and the orcs will be ignited, and then the war will spread to the entire human race at the right time, so as to achieve Ainan's goals.

"If I had to choose a winner from among them, I hope it would be the orcs." Ainan pointed to the illusion of the spell, in which the kingdom's army was fighting the orcs for their lives, "Mankind has lived in peace for too long, and I have long forgotten what war is like. To awaken the blood courage in the bones of human beings, a strong opponent is a must. If the orcs can beat the Stormwind Kingdom in this battle, those noble lords in Stormwind City will really pay attention to it. ”

Egwen understood what Ainan meant: "Those nobles are really annoying, and I don't know where they get their superiority. Obviously, he doesn't have any ability, he still looks down on this and despises that, and some arrogant guys don't even pay attention to mages. ”

Ainan is not surprised by this.

The aristocracy is a privileged class, holding the power of the secular world in human society, and they are accustomed to being high and have a different mentality from the commoners - the two sides are not the same class, they stand in different positions, and of course they look at things from different angles.

"There are all kinds of gentlemen, this is not the patent of the aristocracy. Don't tell me that you haven't seen the gentlemen in the mage circle, and those second ancestors who rely on the shadow of their ancestors are not one or two. ”

Talking about the mage, Egwen was not convinced, and she distinguished: "The mage relies on his own ability, and the gentleman you are talking about usually does not live long, unlike the nobles who rely on the merits of their ancestors for generations. ”

Spread his hands, Ainan did not argue with Egwen.

The facts are clear to everyone, and there is no point in arguing.

Ainami's indisputability silenced the arena, and the two of them once again focused on the spell illusion.

While Ainan was talking to Egwen, the war between the orc strikers and the kingdom's army was heating up.

Blocked by the kingdom's shield soldiers, the orc soldiers who could not continue to move forward swung their stone axes again and again, smashing the iron shield bells. Under the attack of their strange power, the shield-bearers turned red, their arms were numb to the point of losing consciousness, and even their arm bones were broken, so they had to retreat and let their comrades take their place.

The strength of the orcs and the heavy stone axes made it very difficult for the human soldiers to resist head-on. But that's it, the orc's weapons and equipment are too poor after all, and the axe made of stone may allow the orcs to take advantage of it at the beginning, but the hard and brittle stone can withstand a few powerful impacts?

The orcs wielding their axes with all their might failed to attack a few times, and their weapons either shattered or broke in two.

The orcs who broke the stone axe were also brave, and they threw their weapons at the back of the humans, smashing the heads of the human soldiers behind them into bloody heads, and themselves roared and swung their fists at the iron shields.

The orc soldiers who had risen to the occasion wanted to smash the iron shields with their flesh fists, and looking at the way the iron shields were smashed, it was really possible for them to do it.

Such a fierce orc was stunned to see the soldiers of the kingdom, and such a strange power made the humans who had to fight them miserable.

Many soldiers complained: Where did this monster come out, it is obviously an uncivilized barbarian, how can it be so powerful. We are fully armed regular army of the kingdom, wearing iron armor, holding iron guns and swords, and holding iron shields.

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense.

The soldiers couldn't figure it out, the officers didn't.

The officer in command of the kingdom's army saw that the reason why the orcs were able to suppress the kingdom's soldiers who were better equipped than them was because of their momentum. The idea of putting aside life and death, not being afraid of death, and only attacking and attacking again in their minds, gave the orcs a powerful aura, that is, the human soldiers who were suppressed by this aura, making them subconsciously only think about defense.

It can't go on like this.

The officer, who saw the problem, shouted: "Herald, let the cavalry up." ”

"Old Wen, it's up to you."

In the human formation, a non-commissioned officer shouted in a certain direction. Following his gaze, a group of knights stood silently in the rear with spears. Hundreds of cavalry and their mounts and hundreds of war horses stood there quietly, without making a sound, and a solemn aura naturally dispersed, which was a breath of peace of mind for comrades-in-arms and chilling for the enemy.

"I've got credit for this defeat, Marcus."

The leading knight pulled down his visor and rode his spear: "In the name of Reginald, victory is ours." ”

"Follow me!"