The orcs attacked.

It is still the same routine, the infantry is in front, the wolf cavalry is behind, there is no tactics, no formation, chaotic like high school students running wildly after school, and like office workers rushing to the subway.

But this time, humanity was a little overwhelmed.

Khadgar's forehead was covered with sweat, his hands trembled slightly, and his mind was highly concentrated, but he did not dare to make even a single movement. He could feel the terrifying power of the rickety orc in the distance. This power locked on to itself, and if he made any moves, there was no doubt that this terrifying orc would tear his body apart with his terrible evil power.

Khadgar confronted Sargeras, but Sargeras perfectly contained the evil energy in his body, and if he didn't show it, it wasn't so terrifying. Guldan, on the other hand, is not strong enough to hide, or he doesn't bother to hide his strength. And such a powerful energy was pressed on Khadgar without reservation. Even with the archmage's legacy, Khadgar felt a chill from his soul.

He didn't dare to do it.

And without Khadgar's cover, the scattered attacks of the remaining mages would not be able to achieve the weather at all. The current mages are not the mages who dragged the Cooljacks to the sky after the outbreak of the natural disaster, except for a few cow breakers, few human mages can influence the situation of the battle.

And the Stormwind Kingdom has never been civilized in the human world with its magic force.

The onslaught of the orcs was chaotic, but it was like a tidal wave. Gul'dan only used a little demagogic trick, and the orcs, who had been depressed by the initial defeat, instantly went berserk, and the desire to destroy from the soul turned them into a group of deadly beasts. There is only a crazy desire to destroy in their hearts, and the weak humans in front of them who are not as good as the windhoof taboo sheep are undoubtedly the best objects for them to vent.

And the human race, which has lost the protection of the archmage and the fighting spirit, has lost the courage to fight in an instant. Almost everywhere the orcs came into contact, there was a rout.

There have even been cases where soldiers have stormed the warlords and tried to escape.

Lothar clenched her hands, and the wrist-thick wooden stick was instantly pinched in half. Ignoring the sawdust stabbing into her palm, Lothar picked up a small flag from the side and waved it violently......

The heavy cavalry, which had been waiting for a long time, rushed out of the cover of the infantry, lined up in a narrow cavalry line, and slowly began to charge. In addition to their eyes, the men and horses wrapped in iron armor were as unstoppable as heavy chariots, and the small flagpole-like spears were difficult to resist even the rough fleshy bodies of orcs. The lack of front-line command and loose formation gave the heavy cavalry the best advantage. Like a paintbrush in the hand of a naughty boy, a wanton graffiti suddenly appeared, making a mess of the tribe's not very beautiful painting.

Slowing down, turning, slowly picking up the cavalry spears in their hands, the heavy cavalry began the second assault. The orcs who had been charging began to slow down, and no one wanted to collide head-on with this group of tin cans. Once again, there was a fault in the ranks of the orcs, and although it was not large, it was significant.

One hundred and ten heavy cavalry, which had an almost amazing effect.

But Orgrim wasn't unprepared for it.

For the group of heavy cavalry in the first battle, Orgrim was deeply impressed. Although this group of knights was not as powerful as the terrifying mage, their combat ability and combat literacy impressed the orc veteran. I'm afraid only the elites of the Warsong Clan can match it.

And such a warrior, how could he not be defenseless!

Although these fighters seem to be a little sluggish today......

The elite wolf cavalry of the Blackstone Clan had been waiting for a long time. Ever since the change of the Great Chief, they have been in a state of being hidden. This group of mad warriors who thirsted for glory and slaughter were already anxious to see the soldiers of other clans being entrusted with important tasks one by one. At this time, they finally obtained the qualification to attack, and this group of wolf cavalry naturally will not let go.

Unlike the wolf cavalry of other clans who wore light armor and walked an elegant and agile route, the wolf cavalry of the Blackstone clan wore heavy armor. Although the level of their armor is a cut below that of humans due to craftsmanship, if you count the personal combat effectiveness of this group of elites, then the two can be completely separated.

Roaring out, the wolf cavalry rushed towards the human heavy cavalry in the center of the battlefield with an indomitable momentum. The Black Stone Wolf Cavalry only saw the presence of the enemy, and everything that stood in their way would be torn to pieces, even the group of orc soldiers who did not know how to give way would be cut down to the ground by them, and then trampled to death by one wolf after another.

The confrontation lasted only a split second.

Even if the existence of this wolf cavalry has been discovered, the heavy cavalry has no way to retreat. Their heavy armor limited their flexibility, and even when they turned their horses' heads, they could barely get flanked and half-flanked, and the situation barely improved.

And in this way, losing the advantage in speed, in the face of the elite who are not worse than themselves, the human heavy rider has almost no chance of winning.

But they didn't hesitate.

In fact, even if they hesitated, they had no other choice.

The cavalry spear in his hand stood high, relying on the high position of his horse and the advantage of the weapons in his hand, the human cavalry took the lead in attacking. Compared to the previous orcs, this group of elites is obviously more than a little stronger. Deftly dodging the first wave of attacks on the wolf's back, the oddly shaped scimitars in the orc's hands slammed forward in the direction of the barrel, the blades striking together with the heavy armor with a tooth-aching sound.

Don't break the defense!

On one side is the sensitive MAX, which is full of dodge points, and on the other side is the armor full of turtle magic skills to the ultimate realm. It's hard to say who is better, at least in the first hedge, humanity seems to have suffered a small loss.

Looking at the bravery of his own soldiers, Orgrim was not happy at all.

It's not normal, they're ridiculously weak!

This is not the strength of the knight I saw that day!

Although with the same weapon, armor. And Orgrim also believes that such high-quality armor can be regarded as a luxury even if you endure it. But the big chief firmly believes that this group of iron cans is not the opponent he wants!

And he, however, had already started to bet first......

As if seeing the smile on the corner of Lothar's mouth, Orgrim roared angrily, and in the incomprehensible gaze of everyone, he angrily smashed the dead tree next to him into a cloud of sawdust.

And behind Lothar

A black shadow appeared in the empty tent, and they came out of the shadows neatly, their expressions resolute as ice that would not melt for ten thousand years. With a short knife in his hand and a whistle, the horse kicked out from not far away. Pulling the saddle and getting on the horse, holding a long knife in hand, more than 100 people automatically and consciously formed a sharp arrow and stabbed out fiercely.

The movements are uniform, as if one person.

Iron Horse Brotherhood, debut!