"I'm sorry, Orgrim, I ......" Bloxs stood in front of the Tribe's Grand Chieftain, his head bowed.

"Look up, Brooks, it's not your fault." Orgrim's voice was a little cold.

However, Brooks knew it wasn't aimed at him, and he raised his head and looked at Fort Riptide in the distance, where a thousand-strong squad of nearly four orcs was being slaughtered by the human cavalry just now.

"We should go and rescue them and destroy the hammer of miè. It's still too late. Kilrog stood beside Orgrim and said yes. Behind him, the chiefs of the various clans and their agents nodded their heads - although the wastes trapped under Riptide Castle were completely defeated by the same number of human cavalry, they were still compatriots, and they should not be abandoned.

"Rescue? Kilrog, think about it with your pig-like head, how do we go about saving them? Before our men rush there, the next wave of cavalry will storm our flanks! Orgrim made no secret of his irritability and anger, and scolded.

Kilrog was taken aback by Orgrim's outburst, and he quickly lowered his head in submission - to hell with the shit, they weren't his own people.

Orgrim's heart was filled with chagrin at this time—even though he hadn't heard Anduin? Lothar's assessment of him, but he has now realized that he did it wrong.

Orgrim had no idea that the sudden appearance of cavalry would cause so much frightening to the orcs, and he still couldn't understand why it took so much time for him to keep his camp stable. I can't figure out why the thousand-strong teams on the front line couldn't be withdrawn.

But Orgrim now knew that he had to abandon the orcs who had been cut off from the camp - the commander of this group of human cavalry was very cunning, and he was completely in control of the battlefield. The attack was right at Orgrim's point.

If he was to rescue the orcs, Orgrim would have to disrupt the camp he had just stabilized, and detach some of his troops to re-march in the direction of Fort Riptide to disperse the human cavalry.

Yes, to disperse—only to disperse—Orgrim knew that his two-legged wastes would not be able to catch up with the human cavalry, and that the human cavalry had also split up to keep an eye on the orc camp, and Orgrim knew that he only needed to send his troops close to them. They will quickly leave the battlefield and flee around.

At this time, the shaking of the earth is becoming more and more violent, and a larger number of cavalry is approaching the battlefield. If he split his forces to rescue the orcs, it would only make the strength of the battalion more dispersed, and Orgrim would not have enough confidence to resist in the face of the onslaught of a larger number of cavalry.

Therefore. The least expensive option. It is to abandon the thousands of isolated orcs and deal with the next cavalry raid with all their might - compared with 20,000 cavalry and 3,000 cavalry, it does not only mean an increase in numbers, the more the number of cavalry, the impact and deterrence of the cavalry will increase exponentially.

With a sense of chagrin at the slaughter of his compatriots at the foot of the human cavalry, Orgrim thought of the same thing that had been done to the orcs in Stormwind.

As one of the smartest orcs, Orgrim has realized that while he has made many preparations for invading this world, there is one weakness that he cannot avoid - he has never commanded so many orcs. Fighting with humanoid creatures of equal intelligence or even higher, he even had an absurd foreboding in his heart at this time--could it be this weakness? Will it eventually be the cause of his own failure and that of his entire tribe?

No, it won't - Orgrim gripped the handle of the hammer of the "Hammer of Destruction" tightly, and strengthened his faith - he will be able to do it, fulfill Durotan's last wish, and lead the orcs to carve out a new home, free from the entanglement of that evil force!

Come, humans, and let you know how strong the desire for freedom is among the orcs! - Orgrim looked into the distance, where a large number of human cavalry was rapidly approaching the battlefield, and the smoke and dust raised by the galloping horses turned even the moonlight into a misty mist; However, even in the depths of Ogrim's psyche, which Orgrim was not aware of, had cast a faint shadow over the future of this battle.

"All stopped!" As he reined in his horse, Uther commanded loudly.

The Knights of the Silver Hand were the second cavalry to arrive on the battlefield, as the Royal Guards of Lordaeron were a little slower than the High Elf Rangers who had no way to ride horses.

Uther sat on horseback and watched the battlefield in the distance—under the walls of Riptide Castle, the sound of slaughter shook the sky; On the other side, there is a lifeless orc army - however, no one will take this seemingly silent army lightly, as they are savage invaders who have taken over half of the world of Azeroth with less than 100,000 men.

"Why stop? Uther? Two paladins rode up to Uther, and one of the paladins asked aloud if he was one of the five who had become the first paladins along with Uther, Melas? Tulayan.

"I'm waiting for King Terenus and his army, Tulayan, and when they arrive, we'll regroup together before attacking the orc army." Uther replied, however, he felt strange in his heart - how could Tulayan, who had always been taciturn but kind, be strange tonight? Such a question should come from a straight person like Dassault or Gavin Rader.

"Wait? Uther, didn't you see Sir Lothar fighting the orcs with the warriors of the Iron Horse Brotherhood? And you want us to wait here? Instead of accepting Uther's explanation, Tulayan continued to shout at him with a menacing voice.

Tulayan's shouts caught the attention of several paladins behind Uther, Sedan? Dassault and Gavin Rad gathered around, wondering what was going on.

"I see it, but I think Sir Lothar is a little too impulsive, and our current strength is not strong enough to pose a threat to that army of orcs, you know, they are several times more numerous than us." Although Tulayan's tone was not at all polite, Uther explained calmly.

"Uther, you stupid ......," Tulayan roared, but was stopped by another paladin beside him, who didn't let him utter the word "stupid".

"Uther, Tulayan is right. You may not know it, but now is our best chance to launch an assault, and if we delay a little longer, we may never be able to launch a surprise attack again. The middle-aged paladin who had come to Uther with Tulayan said this to Uther. (To be continued......)