"Light above, what's that?" Abidis slashed down an orc in front of him with a sword that shone with holy light, and then looked up sharply, stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's ogres, allies of the orcs, a bunch of idiots, but...... Damn, they're too strong. Uther replied, standing beside Abidis with a slight gasp.

Uther was not one of the first refugees to leave Stormwind by boat, as soon as the news of the fall of Stormwind reached the Northshire Abbey, he retreated to the Western Wilderness with the civilians gathered at the Northwind Abbey.

The ogre looked bigger, almost twice the size of a human, but it was so stupid that Uther led a group of refugees, and they all easily bypassed the ogre's sight; However, Uther had seen the ogre destroy a dwelling with a single hand, and the strange power matched their sheer size.

Hundreds of tall monsters rushed towards Abydis and the others with huge wooden sticks like tree trunks, the top of the sticks was a huge piece of iron, which looked like a large war hammer, but it was more powerful.

"Watch out for their attacks! These monsters are so tough! Gavinrad reminded his comrades loudly in the paladin's camp - however, the outcome was palpable - and the ogres rushed into the formation of the Knights of the Silver Hand, turning their horses in their pass.

The paladins dodged the crude weapons wielded indiscriminately by the ogres. As a result, their own formations began to be confused; At this time, the orc army following behind the ogre began to launch a siege on the scattered paladins.

There was a tumult on the battlefield, and paladins in silver-white plate armor continued to fall. The holy light on the two-handed greatsword was extinguished, and they fell to the battlefield like their masters.

However, the efforts of the paladins worked, as there were more orcs and ogres who fell. Abidis led the paladins to shrink their formation under the onslaught of the ogres, gritting their teeth - although it did not match the plan, the Knights of the Silver Hand were surrounded by orcs; But the paladins showed great destructive power and the ability to fight for a long time, and also managed to disrupt the formation of the orcs, and what happened next. Leave it to the Royal Guards of Lordaeron!

"Orgrim, these humans are so tenacious!" Kilrog gave up continuing to command the Thunder King Clan and came to Orgrim's side. grumbled.

"That's right...... Kilrog, that's right. And I've also noticed that they can heal physical trauma on their own. The expression on Orgrim's face was gloomy - the way the humans fought reminded him of the shamans who were once in high standing among the orc race, and who could also heal their injuries in battle.

However, the shaman's existence follows the abandonment of faith by the orcs and the contamination of that evil force. Lost forever to the orcs. But the shaman's former strength is still fresh in Orgrim's memory—is it really as he suspected, that this is a decisive battle that has come ahead of schedule, and that the human side, as one of the most powerful forces in this world, has finally revealed their true strength?

"Your Majesty King Terenus, there is already a fight ahead." Aurelia? Windranger poked half of his head out of King Terenus's shoulder, frowning slightly as he looked at the raucous battlefield ahead.

"I know. Ms. Aurelia. "King Terenus is at the center of the entire Royal Guard of Lordaeron, though not as sharp as Aurelia. But King Terenus was not deaf, and the earth-shattering sound of the battlefield not far away could reach his ears.

"Then, Your Majesty King Terenus, my compatriots and I will leave first." Aurelia jumped off her horse lightly and deftly, standing beside her steed, and looked up at King Terenus.

"Yes, Ms. Aurelia. I'm not familiar with the Elves' methods of warfare, but I'm sure you and your fellow citizens will be of great help in this battle. Please be careful. King Terenus nodded, bowing slightly on his horse.

"You too, His Majesty King Terenus." Aurelia gracefully returned the favor to King Terenus, then turned and shouted, "Brothers and sisters, let's go, avenge our loved ones, and reap the lives of those green-skinned invaders with our longbows and arrows!" ”

In the midst of a chorus of "warblers", an awkward adjective to be, with all due respect to King Terenus's bluntness, a slight portion of the rangers' male High Elves did not bring much masculinity to the group, Aurelia? Windranger led her people and ran briskly towards the battlefield, of course, carefully avoiding the onslaught path of the royal guards of Lordaeron behind her.

"Your Majesty, are we going to attack the enemy? Sir Lothar's Brotherhood of Iron Horses and Ser Uther's Knights of the Silver Hand have both joined the fray. A heavily armored royal guard of Lordaeron came to the presence of King Terenus and saluted His Majesty the King, who was the current commander of the Lordaeron Royal Guard after they diverted some of their personnel to the Order of the Silver Hand.

"Kante, you'll be in charge of the battle here." King Terenus nodded—although his majesty was wise in the hearts of the people of Lordaeron and the remnants of the storm, he was not good at military affairs.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Kanter nodded, and then commanded to a small group of royal guards of Lordaeron beside King Terenus, "You guys, protect His Majesty the King ...... far away."

Kantor wanted these comrades to escort King Terenus away from the battlefield, after all, the sword has no eyes, and there are stray arrows and flying stones; But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by King Terenus: "No need, Kante, I will stand here and wait for you to crush the enemy in front of you." ”

The calm words were filled with encouragement and trust, and King Terenus's words immediately filled Kanter's heart with high fighting spirit; He did not force His Majesty to leave the battlefield, but nodded solemnly, and then drove his horse to the front row of the entire cavalry brigade - since His Majesty the King was unwilling to stay away from the battlefield, then fight until the enemy collapsed, and it was impossible to hurt His Majesty!

With a soft sound, Kanter drew his two-handed greatsword and held it high in the air, and his strong voice spread through the fields of the night: "For the glory of His Majesty King Terenus!" (To be continued......)