The morale of the alliance is high, although it is unexpected, but such a result is what they want to see the most. Amid the fierce cheers from the Alliance's side, the paladins instigated their mounts to line up next to the Gnolls. The Mage Legion also ended the recovery of mana. Stood behind the Paladins.

Orgrim's eyes were about to breathe fire, and he roared in a low voice, "Tell the Splithoof Legion that even if they are all destroyed, they will tear those lowly gnolls to pieces for me." ”

"Following your will, I'll let the Warlocks haunt those pesky paladins." Although Gul'dan didn't like Orgrim, now was not the time to be rash, and he knew that if the gnolls were not defeated after the fight, the tribe would be the biggest laughing stock.

"Tell them that I will go to the holy mountain of Wassugu to sacrifice to him after the capture of Azeroth." Orgrim regained his composure.

Gul'dan retreated and said, "They will feel extremely honored to die." ”

O Woshugu, that is the place where the souls of the orc ancestors rest, and only the greatest orcs in life or orc warriors who have made great contributions to the orcs can rest there after death, which is the ultimate goal that countless orcs have fought for all their lives.

A moment later, the originally demoralized Splithoof Legion let out a loud roar, the orcs roared to vent the excitement in their hearts, even the usually gloomy warlock legion followed suit, and the orcs on the ship were full of envy, eager to die in their place.

Thundered......

The orcs of the Splithoof Legion were boiling all over, and the raging blood was automatically activated. A thick red mist swirled in front of them. But unlike before, their eyes were not as red as beasts, but fanatical, yearning, and reverent. The orcs are a race that values glory above all else, and even demonic blood cannot suppress their fanaticism. In this battle, they knew that they would die. But they will let the gnolls achieve their supreme glory after death before they die.

Seeing the Splithoof Legion heading straight for the Gnoll Legion, Aurelia's face changed, and she said worriedly: "The Splithoof Ox has rough skin and thick meat, I'm afraid it will cause huge casualties to the Gnoll Legion." ”

"As a hostess, you don't care too much about your territory, it's not good, it's very bad. Didn't Morgana read the documents you gave you every month? Brad said

Aurelia blushed. It's not because Brad said she was the hostess of Jasper Collar. She wasn't ambiguous about letting her go into battle to kill the enemy, but it would be a bit embarrassing for her to quiet down and read the thick and boring reports.

Brad was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood Aurelia's personality when he thought of it. smiled and said: "Fangs, let them not keep it, since they want to die so much, then let them die with great grievances." ”

"Yes. My great host. "Fangs are now triumphant. He knew that the Gnoll's performance had satisfied Brad, and he was no longer apprehensive. As long as the master is satisfied, he will still have a good life. He used to be very satisfied as a small chief in the hilly area, but later he was caught and sold as a slave, thinking that he would face a bleak life in the future, but he didn't expect to meet Brad, an outlier.

After a year in Jasper, he fully appreciated the beauty of the Anthropocene realm. The thought of if the gnolls did not meet their master's requirements and he returned to his old tribe shuddered. Not to mention that there is a contract now, even if there is no contract, he will be left with a dead face if he is driven away now.

As for the rest of the alliance, they used to be contemptuous. So far, he doesn't care. All his yardsticks are Brad.

Lothar had to ask the gnolls if they had a way to deal with the Splithoof Cavalry, but he was worried that the muskets would not be able to stop the Orcs, and it would be a disaster if the Splithoof Cavalry were charged into the ranks of the Gnolls. But seeing Brad commanding Fangs, it was obvious that he had a back hand.

The two armies confronted each other, the alliance was demoralized by the perfect victory of the gnolls, and the tribe felt endless fanaticism because it could return to Voshugu after death, and the two powerful forces collided without avoidance.

"Humble creatures, use your blood to accomplish my supreme glory." The orcs of the Warsong Clan shouted at the Gnoll Legion.

The gnolls were left unheeded, and a gnolls officer received Fang's orders. Shouted: "Summon the Mechanical Road Fighter ......"

Five thousand gnolls heard the order to take a key from their backpacks, and a few seconds later five thousand military manned motorcycles appeared in the group of gnolls.

The reins are a very magical thing. It is a by-product of the joint research of the humans and the High Elves in Dalaran based on the pet space, and it took ten years for the Dark Gate to spread to all of Azeroth. Moreover, this kind of thing is simple to make, and the materials consumed are not expensive. Brad shamefully made the reins come out early based on the experience of the previous life.

To put it simply, the reins are a secondary space, and this small space is connected to the main plane, so you can store the mount in it, which is very convenient to carry.

The jackals who summoned the road rage quickly got on their mounts, while those who didn't summon the bikes sat in the back seat and quickly adjusted the best shooting position.

At this time, the two epic powerhouses who re-checked the opposing team also confirmed that the other party did not violate the rules and announced the start of the final of the fight.

Thundered......

The earth shook with a violent rushing sound, mixed with the roar of machinery. The paladins and the Splithoof herd rushed out of the way in an instant, and the paladins headed straight for the legion of warlocks who summoned demons, followed by the mages. The Splithoof Legion rushes towards the Gnolls.

When Orgrim saw the strange thing summoned by the gnolls, he instinctively felt uneasy, and when he saw the gnolls sitting on it, he realized that this was also a kind of mount, and he had the intention to adjust his strategy, but it was too late, and both sides had already begun to charge.

This time, the warlock didn't summon a little ghost, a voidwalker who cleared the water. They knew that there was no chance of winning this battle, and only if they contained the paladins and mage legions and let the Splithoof Ox defeat the gnoll legions, the tribe would have the possibility of turning the tables.

"Strength and glory!"

"Blood and thunder!"

The Splithoof Legion is unstoppable, and its speed is constantly increasing. And the five thousand motorcycles and roar of the Jackals should be directed to the Splithoof Legion.

"It's really looking for death." Ogrim was overjoyed.

"Bled. What's going on. "Lothar himself has a road rage and naturally understands the role of road rage, he originally thought that the jackals were used to kite the Split-hoof ox army, but he didn't expect them to meet him. Isn't this looking for death?

Brad shook his head and said, "I don't know what to do, they play at will." ”

Even Lothar's good cultivation also produced an urge to kick Brad to the ground, but Brad bought too many passes today, and even hid him, making him all over the place.

The two sides approached rapidly, and when they were still five hundred yards, one of the gnolls shouted, "Turn left." ”

With this command, all the mechanical roadrages turned to the left together. And gallop to the left.

The orc officer thought that the gnolls were going to escape, and roared with a sinister smile: "Aim at the gnolls, rush!" ”

The Splithoof Legion also reluctantly adjusted the direction of the Splithoof's sprint. And the sprint speed is constantly increasing.

One hundred and fifty yards, the Splithoof Orc had a hideous smile on his face, and he raised his axe one after another.

"Left flick!"

The gnoll officer ordered again. The relatively scattered but very neat road rage suddenly flicked its tail, and the entire road rage team suddenly turned 180 degrees. The roar of machinery resounded across the beach. The tires rubbed violently against the sand, and then slammed out in the direction they came.

The speed of the Split-Hoof Ox has been increased to the limit after continuous acceleration. If it is hit, it will not be necessary for the orc knight to do it, and the huge impact alone will collapse the gnolls.

Seeing the gnolls turn back, the orcs' eyes were about to erupt into flames, and they let out unwilling roars.

The facts are often unsatisfactory. The Splithoof legion passes by the Gnoll, and the Splithoof just sees the Gnoll's tail. Some orcs tried to turn, but the body of the split-hoof ox was heavy and huge. In the case of high speed, it is looking for death. As they forced their mounts to turn, the Splithoof Bull rolled out of the jaw due to inertia. The orcs on their backs were crushed into meat sauce.

Bang bang bang......

Dense gunfire rang out, and the gnolls in the rear decisively pulled the trigger.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Many of the Splithoof Ox were hit by bullets and fell to the ground with great inertia, and the orcs on their backs and their orc companions who forcibly turned were killed.

At this time, under the order of the commander, Lu Ba turned around and chased after the army of the Split-hoof Ox who was trying to slow down, and the gunfire continued to ring, and the Split-hoof Ox continued to turn over.

Ogrim closed his eyes in pain, his heart feeling heavy. All the orcs couldn't believe their eyes, this 180-degree U-turn was a death for other creatures, even for the smaller frostwolves. But the mechanical road rage did it, and it did it with great magnificence, and the uniform reversal of 5,000 road rages simply blinded their eyes.

The corners of Brad's mouth were slightly hooked, the long-term training really came into play, for the sake of overall cooperation, the Gnoll Man didn't know how many Road Ragemasters had been damaged, and if there was an accident until now, then he would reconsider the value of the Gnoll.

Don't say the shock of the alliance's side, they thought that the jackals were stupid and wanted to find death, but they didn't expect that there would be such a gorgeous move, this time the fighting soldiers completely became the stage for the Jasper Army to perform, and people looked at Brad with more reverence.

The adventurers' eyes lit up, they didn't expect to see such a gorgeous mechanical force in the world of magic, although this model looked as old-fashioned in their eyes as something a thousand years ago, but a sense of intimacy still arose. Many adventurers who have never been to Jasper Collar plan to visit Jasper Collar after the war to see if it is as wonderful as the legend has it. And those adventurers who have been in Jasper Collar are full of anticipation, thinking that Jasper Collar's market has begun to sell motorcycles.

Although it is rumored that it is nothing more than obsolete and refurbished goods of the Jasper Collar, it is also more comfortable to use than the weird-looking things of the goblins. Save money to buy a dozen or twenty units, and the entire guild will drive a road rage on the road of adventure, which is and wait for the domineering.

On the battlefield, the paladins had already rushed into the ranks of the Void Walkers. The Light is unmatched in its lethality to shadow creatures, and each slash of the Light-glittering greatsword crushes a Voidwalker into an elemental ring.

With the assistance of the mages, the paladins broke through the Voidwalker's defenses without giving the warlock much time to react. Next, continue to charge the Warlock's team.

The Warlocks collectively unleashed the Dread Spell, but what they feared happened, and the Paladins were not affected by the power transmission in the slightest. Warlocks are not Dao at all, and there are already many knights who have begun to secretly resist the aura.

"For the glory of the Light."

The paladins shouted in unison, and before the mages could catch up, the paladins easily rushed into the ranks of the warlocks.

"Holy Blessing."

A paladin legion ordered, and a pale golden magic shield protected the paladins' bodies. This time, the shield is immune to nearly half of the magic damage, and with the dark resistance aura, the paladin is a warlock's nightmare.

If the Paladins and Warlocks had faced each other in the first few battles, the Warlock Legion would have no chance of surviving at all. The paladins were like divine helpers, slashing and slashing under the light of the holy light, and the blood sprayed against the golden holy light looked extremely bewitching.

The mages are the Voidwalkers who have survived by gathering fires in the rear. If the warlocks summon the Cerberus, the mages will definitely be tragic, but in front of them are the Voidwalkers who have no long-range attack ability, and they are completely tragic.

The confinement of the Ice Ring and the slowdown of the Ice Magic left the short-legged Voidwalker with no results to speak of, and could only be used as a moving target for the mages, receiving the mages' indiscriminate bombardment.

The terrifying thing about the Splithoof is its massive impact, yet they run into characters who don't go toe-to-toe with them. Instead of heavy cavalry like the Brilliant Guild. So they are extremely aggrieved, and they can't touch each other's shadow at all.

At normal speeds, the Splithoof Ox can't catch up with the mechanical road rage, and in the case of a charge, they will play a big tail flick with you, which makes the fanatical orcs extremely uncomfortable, they are not afraid of death, they are here to fight bravely, and fight for the supreme glory of returning to the Holy Mountain after death.

But in this way, even the enemy's hair cannot be touched, and no matter how dignity or glory, they will be greeted with endless shame. Maybe someone will remember them in the future, but that's just a negative example.

Roar Roar Roar ......

The orcs roared loudly to vent the darefire in their hearts, but they were greeted by the merciless bullets of the silent gnolls. Although it is impossible to achieve the density and continuity of three rows, every time a gun is fired, many split-hoof cattle must fall forever on the beach that they feel ashamed of.

Erin's body crumbled as her guards hurriedly held her up. The incomparably painful pain in her heart was that the Split-Hoof Legion, which had annihilated the strongest cavalry of their Brilliant Guild, was so vulnerable in front of the Jade Army. Before even touching the corners of the opponent's clothes, they were all annihilated.

Although the Jasper Army and the legions of the Brilliant Guild did not fight, through the Split-Hoof Legion, the superior judgment, and the loss of Stratholme, the Brilliant Guild completely achieved the supreme prestige of the Jasper Collar...... (To be continued......)

PS: Ah, Kavin is uncomfortable to death. I didn't expect that there were friends who kept voting for monthly tickets, and I was very ashamed at the same time. I wrote a book for a total of two months, and I completely overestimated myself, with a crippled hand and a crippled heart, alas. It's going to be eighty chapters soon, is this the rhythm that kills me. If I don't get up this month, I won't be dismembered by you,