But this qiē is now meaningless—Orgrim thought, a wicked smile on his lips—and despite the price he had planned, in half an hour, the orcs would completely destroy the last line of defense for the humans in the city, and soon the city would become a fortress for the orcs on the Arathi Heights, relying on which the orc armies would at least take the Arathi Heights.

Moreover, Orgrim believes that the price paid tonight is worth it, because the orcs have only sent regular troops, and the power of the death knights, the engulfed ogre tribes, and the red dragons has not been used in this siege.

These powers will come in handy when the orcs are under the siege of Dalaran and Lordaeron; In particular, the existence of the red dragon will definitely become a nightmare for those mages in Dalaran.

With a blueprint in his mind for the orcs to sweep the continent, Orgrim could barely contain his joy at the sight that he had noticed that the human soldiers on the walls were a little sluggish in their movements—not because they were tired or had given up resistance, but because they were all looking north at something.

What are they looking at? - Orgrim felt very strange, so he also looked to the north of Riptide Castle, and in an instant, the face of the orc chief became solemn, his eyes bulged out slightly, and his expression of anger was revealed--How is it possible? How is this possible?

"That'...... What's that? Destroy the hammer of miè! Kilrog exclaimed—to the north of Riptide Castle, the bright moonlight illuminated the field. In the farther afield. Kilrog couldn't see anything there, but he could see the smoke that covered the sky and the sun that hung over the field.

"How do I know! See with your eyes! Orgrim almost roared.

"Yes, yes......" Kilrog quickly aimed his floating eyeballs at the area. The green projection appeared on his hand, startling every orc who saw it.

Cavalry, human cavalry in brigades.

The cavalry of thousands of men, maintaining a sharp formation, galloped towards the side of Riptide Fort; In the projection, the cavalry moved at such a rapid speed that they were soon out of Kilrog's eyeballs; And judging by the speed at which the smoke moves. These cavalry only need ten minutes at most to reach the battlefield.

"What's going on? Zukin, where's your scout? Kilrog withdrew his eyeball and put it back in his blindfold. Then he buckled up his blindfold and shouted at Zujin - what did these trolls do? The human cavalry was already so close that his scouts didn't find out?

"What are you yelling about, they've all had their heads cut off. It was tied to the necks of the horsemen's horses. It's the ones in front. Zujin replied angrily - Kilrog is half-blind, and he is half-blind now, but his eyesight is much better than Kilrog, and he is indeed the master of the world, the great emperor of trolls!

"Enough, it's not the fault of the Zujin people. Then a large number of cavalry came the way they came, and those scouts could not have come back alive if they had made a slight mistake and revealed their whereabouts......" Orgrim said with a blushing face—to blame himself. It's all your own mistakes!

In the projection that Kilrog sent back, Orgrim noticed it clearly. These thousands of cavalry are nothing more than an advance party; Not far behind, there was a large expanse of smoke, and although he didn't look closely, Ogrim could imagine that meant more cavalry.

Cavalry! Why cavalry! Orgrim fell into a deep sense of self-reproach - he had already counted a qiē - the dhammod dwarves had a wine festival hangover, Tyrone? The Frost Path of the Death Knights under the Bloodseekers, the empty Riptide Castle, and the Sador Bridge garrison that will lose its vigilance while rushing to help......

But I never expected that the only variable that appeared on the battlefield, the reinforcements that inexplicably appeared to the west of Riptide Fort, would have so many cavalry!

Originally, he thought that it would take more than three hours for the support army to rush to the battlefield, but now, this group of human cavalry only took a third of the time, and his own men had not been able to capture Riptide Fort.

Orgrim didn't think about the possibility of cavalry driving straight to help, but he didn't expect that so many cavalry would appear at Fort Riptide at the same time - 20,000? Or more? These numbers of cavalry are enough to inflict an impact on the orc army under the city, and without any preparation, even if they are as strong as the orcs, they will fall into a bitter battle in the face of the assault of the human heavy armored cavalry.

Orgrim didn't want to lose too many troops here, although he had a lot of help, but he knew that if he wanted to completely occupy this continent, he still had to rely on the orc warriors, if he was hit head-on by that group of cavalry, even if he could use the number to consume this group of cavalry in the end, the loss of the orcs would be huge, and at that time, what would he use to ambush the returning garrison of the Sadol Bridge, and what would he use to continue to attack Lordaeron, Dalaran and Quel'Thalas beyond, And the Ironforge Fort, still firmly rooted like a nail in the center of the orc-occupied zone?

Orgrim knew he had to make a choice - either ignore the cavalry, and before the thousands of cavalry, and many more cavalry in the back could reach the battlefield and charge the orcs, he would assault and take Riptide Castle, relying on the strength of the walls to reduce the momentum of these cavalry.

The cavalry could not attack the city, losing the advantage of speed and impact, and the orc army could rest in the castle before going out of the city to meet the enemy; With the preparations, even if there were more infantry after these reinforcements, or if the garrison of the Sador Bridge came back, and the two became one, Orgrim was not afraid at all—because by then, the Warsong Clan and the Dragonroar Clan were also almost there.

With Grom, the number one warrior among the orcs, and the help of the red dragon brought by the Dragonmaw Clan, many human soldiers were sent to death in vain.

Another option is to withdraw the troops that are besieging the city, gather the orc army, line up the formation, and defeat the attacking human cavalry first.

The choice he should make depends on whether the orcs can take Riptide Castle in a short time - however, as Orgrim looked at the orc warriors who kept falling from the city walls, and listened to the faint shouts of slaughter coming from the castle, and the cheers mixed with it, he knew that the orcs had no chance.

Orgrim could imagine that the human soldiers on Riptide Castle would see the smoke and dust raised by the cavalry as they galloped before them, and seeing that reinforcements were nearby, the human soldiers on the city walls would definitely resist to the death, and if they wanted to defeat them, they could only slowly consume their fighting spirit, however, the orcs had no time. (To be continued......)