Our task is to climb, climb, and climb again. Climb until you can't go up again, then dash down and drop all the bombs on you! What the? Didn't complete the mission? It's okay, back to the base, we'll do it again! CAPTAIN of the Royal Griffon Cavalry of the Stormwind Kingdom, Richter Hofen.

The griffon's massive wings left streamlined and gorgeous shadows on the city walls, and looking at this shadow, the orcs seemed to remember the despair and fear they had once felt at Tsutenho. The dense forests of Tanaan limit the altitude at which the ravens can fly, but even so, the orcs have a headache for these winged ornibals that harass the sky.

And now......

Ogrim felt a little bad in his heart, but then he shook his head. There are so few humans who can fly in the sky, and it seems that there are less than 300 people in the fullest. Even if these beasts are not easy to deal with, in the face of a battle of this level, a few elites really can't play much role.

Although there was still a trace of uneasiness in his heart, Orgrim did not order the withdrawal of the army, the attack of the orcs was like a rainbow, although there were more casualties, but as he usually did, not many of the main forces of the Blackstone clan were in front at this time.

This team was inferior to the orc unit that had fought against Lothar, and Orgrim even gave many coolies weapons and pushed them to the front. Maybe humans really have some other tricks, but using these outcasts to be able to exchange for the opponent's hole cards, Orgrim is still willing to do so.

Stroking his beloved griffin's red mane around his neck, Richter Hofen breathed a sigh of relief. The imaginary interception did not appear, in fact, this was the first sortie for him and his griffon brigade. At this moment, Hofen's heart beat even harder. Looking at the looming orc troops on the ground, and the blackened orc camp in the distance, Hofin took a deep breath. The cool air in the sky made him feel refreshed.

Then, pushing on the black goggles that hung around her neck, Hoffen patted the griffin on the neck. The griffon, who understood his master's intentions, nodded, lifted his body slightly, and shook its wings slightly, and then it suddenly folded its wings and swooped downward, like a predatory falcon.

Clutching the saddle sheath on the griffin's back, Hofin could only hear a whistling sound tearing through the air. Struggling to open his eyes, looking at the increasingly obvious array of orcs, and the ugly and hideous faces, Hofen's heartbeat suddenly became much calmer. Against the subtle dizziness caused by the slight lack of oxygen, he jerked a small pull ring on his right hand. Then, with a hula, a box tied to the griffin's belly was pushed away from the middle, and more than a dozen volleyball-sized irregular balls fell to the ground.

With a slap on the griffin's neck, the griffin spread its wings, almost touching the tip of the orc-wielding weapon, and the griffin slammed into its feet. A few seconds later, behind Höfen, a deafening explosion rang out one after another. The excessive density makes the explosion amazingly effective. The dark green tide of the orcs seemed to be dotted with a polar dye, and a few patches of abrupt red appeared. And such explosions, one after another, there are almost three hundred groups.

Ogrim was shocked.

Casting his angry gaze on Gul'dan beside him, feeling the anger of the Great Chief, Gul'dan did not dare to sit idly by anymore. Casually turned a swooping griffin knight into a green evil fire, paused the staff in his hand, and did not need too many orders, and in an instant, the originally lazy and lazy warlocks suddenly became energetic.

In the sky, a green trail appeared in an instant.

The griffin knights, who had recovered from the nerves of the first battle, were gradually finding their form, and the near-torture training of the past had given them extraordinary skills. Shuttling through the barrage, they swooped down like nimble loaches, and then sowed death in the orc army.

And this scene made Ren Fan on the side feel extremely cordial and familiar.

"That's a good idea."

I don't know when, Khadgar has already appeared behind Ren Fan. With a full face of white beard and white hair, Khadgar looked like a drooping old man, but his face was full of 'come and praise me' childlike smile.

"What a good idea, dive bombing, air-ground integration, can be said to be a genius idea."

Ren Fan did not hesitate to praise himself, after all, this set of things has been confirmed in both worlds. Whether it is a certain iron-blooded empire or the combination of law and cavalry made by Tulayan in the future, this is confirmed. Hearing Ren Fan's praise, Khadgar couldn't help scratching his hair and said with a humble face:

"It's average, and there are still a lot of things that need to be improved. After the first bomb drop, the knight was somewhat idle. Maybe you can have a mage sit on it, which will increase the ability to fight continuously......"

"Do you expect your small group of mages to withstand the impact of a dive?" Hearing Khadgar's unrealistic nonsense, Onexia couldn't help but roll her eyes and walked out of the shadows behind Ren Fan. Onexia, who had also played extreme dives and almost crashed into the mountain, knew very well how terrifying the impact was when she rushed down.

Hearing that his idea was denied, Khadgar immediately wanted to refute it. But after seeing a hint of beauty under Onexia's hood, he blushed slightly for no reason, and then closed his mouth and honestly admitted his mistake.

"It's not serious!"

Onexia, who had misunderstood Khadgar's age, rolled her eyes and retreated into the shadows. Some reluctantly glanced behind Ren Fan, sighed softly, and Khadgar continued to say to Ren Fan:

"It's a pity that we can't use such a good thing a few times!"

"How do you say that?" Ren Fan was slightly surprised, the Griffin Knight was a unit directly under the royal family, and he knew this very well. But it's all this time, and King Ryan can't feel sorry for the treasure under his hand to hide it.

As if sensing Ren Fan's doubts, Khadgar shrugged his shoulders, holding a small device in his hand that was not large and had an obvious shoddy atmosphere, and he said to Ren Fan:

"We don't have many more bombs!"

"Don't we have people who know engineering?" Ren Fan said strangely.

"Yes, but you can't make a bomb of this power."

With that, Khadgar carefully removed the lid from the ugly ball, and to his surprise, Ren Fan saw a screen made of glass, with a row of crooked numbers and crooked hands.

"This thing is ......"

"This is an alarm clock made by a group of goblins, and we have seized it because of quality issues......" Khadgar smiled with an embarrassed and can't help but smile on his face, "The good news is that we seem to have found a good route to arms." And the bad news is...... The goblins also found out.

This ** businessman wants to sit on the ground and start the price! ”