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The warriors who attacked the Dark Gate were ready for anything.

Facing the morning light, Lothar drew his sword of the Grand Royal Knight, and with the help of Khadgar's magic, began the final mobilization.

"Warriors of the Azeroth Alliance! Now we are standing in front of the Dark Gate. ”

"Eight years ago, countless orcs rushed out of this gate, their warriors wantonly destroying our homeland, their warlocks polluting our world with evil energy, and in order to fight them, we followed one after another, and countless heroes fell in the battle to protect our homeland."

"They are the children of their parents, and they are the parents of their children! With their bravery and tenacity, they witnessed the glory of the Alliance—a glory that began with Arathas the Great, from the King of the Mountains, and with the King of the Sun! We've never lost it! ”

"Now, the Dark Door is open again, and although we have blocked the orcs in front of it, this is not the end! For the sake of our parents and children, and for the sake of the future of our world, we want to close this door completely! ”

"We don't know what we're going to face after we walk through that door, but we're willing to face anything for Azeroth's sake!"

"Orcs, dragons, demons! These powerful beings can knock us down, but they can never force us to give up! ”

"Now, listen to me!"

"Stormwind Guards, Royal Knights! Draw your swords! ”

"Ironforge Thunderspear Garrison! All the bullets are loaded! ”

"Fort Riptide Militia Knights' Wing! Hold up your riding guns! ”

"Windranger Ranger Elite, pull your bowstrings!"

"Hammer Dwarven Griffin Special Combat Unit, raise your hammer!"

"We now have a common name - the Dark Gate Expeditionary Force!"

"Let me face the morning light and launch the most resolute charge! Wherever the sun goes, all evil will disappear! ”

"Now listen to me! The Dark Gate Expeditionary Force closes their helmets, raises their weapons, and charges! ”

The feint forces were the first to act, and the five primordial paladins erupted with an incomparably huge power of holy light, and the perennial haze of the cursed land was instantly dispelled, and the long-lost sun shone on this cursed land.

All of the Alliance soldiers present were sparing no effort to create opportunities for the expeditionary force, and Uther Lightbringer, Gavenrad Doom, Tirio Fortin, Saidan Dasohan, and Tulayan, the five original paladins fought side by side, leading the Silver Hand elite paladins to directly defeat the Broken Hand clan on the left flank of the orcs.

And when Gromash rushed to help, the Royal Knights of the Stormwind Guards moved, most of them had experienced war, and as Lothar moved to fight throughout the Eastern Kingdoms, the warriors silently closed the masks of their helmets, drew their knights' swords, lifted the reins of their horses, and began to charge.

Heavy horses' hooves trampled on the dry land of the Cursed Lands, making a dull thud and bringing up puffs of smoke and dust, and Lothar, who rushed to the front, roared like a roaring lion and was the first to crash into the Warsong clan that had just formed its formation.

The orc overseers who stood at the front were slashed by Lothar's sword, and half of their shoulders were cut off along with their heads. Without pause, Lothar continued to charge into the midst of the orcs. The cavalry followed, unconcerned about the great axes and sledgehammers that the orcs had chopped in, but only stretched out their long swords and slashed at the orcs - as for their own life and death, they had long since ceased to care.

Grommash had just rushed to the left flank, finding himself in disarray of the clan behind him.

"Damn it, what about the Warlock? What about the warlocks of Naozu? ”

In the midst of Grommash's roar, most of the warlocks who hurried into the battlefield were struck in the throat by an emerald arrow or a red-hot bullet before they could finish their spells. Thunderspear Dwarves and Windranger Ranger - all of them took part in this raid, and most of the few remaining orc warlocks had their mouths shut forever before they could play their part.

Since the Dragonthroat Clan is not subordinate to Naozu, it is only two red dragons that are symbolically sent. The two poor orcs on the back of the dragon were quickly shot down by the griffin knight elite of the Brute Hammer Dwarves, and the red dragon, who had regained its freedom, let out a cheerful cry and flapped its wings and flew away.

Then the orc's head began to be cared for by the dwarven Storm Hammer - even the chief of the Shattered Hand Clan, Kargas Bladefist, was nearly hit in the head by a magical sledgehammer.

The battle began well.

But after the orcs reacted, under the layers of almost endless armies, Stormwind's heavy cavalry gradually lost the advantage of speed - although the vanguard was less than 100 meters away from the Dark Gate at this time, this short distance of 100 meters almost became a moat.

At the critical moment, the light cavalry of Fort Riptide fought their own bravery and fearlessness, and these young men in light armor began to use throwing spears, supported by long-range firepower, to flexibly create chaos among the orcs, and opened up an open area more than ten meters wide and fifty meters long for the expeditionary force without sacrificing any sacrifice.

The Royal Knights of the Stormwind Guards didn't waste this opportunity, and all the Heavy Knights regrouped and launched a second charge.

In the midst of the surging tide of orcs, the warriors of the expeditionary force rushed up the current, stepping on the land dyed red by their comrades and orcs, and rushed to the dark gate.

There is no hesitation, no fear.

Warriors who can charge forward charge, and warriors who can't use their weapons and bodies to open a way for their comrades to charge.

The soldiers of the expeditionary force at this moment are more fanatical than the orcs who have drunk the blood of demons!

Finally, Lothar led the Royal Knights to the Dark Gate first, followed by the Thunderspear Dwarves and Windranger Rangers, and finally the Hammer Griffons of the Sky and the Riptide Militia who were in charge of the broken and deadly Castle Torrent militia.

The feints retreated, and they chose to surround the Dark Gate, but there was no further move.

Calm was restored on the battlefield.

Gromash also fell silent, and he had to admit that the Alliance had achieved its desired goal, and that rushing through the Dark Gate at this time would cause great chaos - and he had to stay here so that no more humans could enter the gate and disturb Neozu.

Even so, Gromash was confident that Neozu would dispose of them, even if they were the true elite - and the Coalition soldiers believed that the Expeditionary Force would be able to defeat the forces behind the orcs and close the door to the scourge once and for all.