The opening of the Gate of Light rewrote the entire Eastern Continent, changed the egg of this planet Azeroth, and changed the history of the entire World of Warcraft universe.

Time slipped by like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, nearly 8 months had passed since that sacred door was opened.

In the past 8 months, this orc invasion war on the eastern kingdom continent of the planet Azeroth has completely changed its appearance with the rise of the Yahweh Holy Light Cross Sect.

When the new Great Chief of the Tribe, Orgrim, led the main force of the tribe's orc army, set off from the harbor of the former site of the Stormwind King, crossed the Ironforge Fort, the capital of the Dwarven Kazmodan Kingdom, which was surrounded by mountains, and launched an invasion and raid directly towards the true essence of the Eastern Kingdom Continent, the northern half of the continent where the remaining six human nations and the High Elf Quel's Salas Kingdom are located.

The southern half of the Eastern Kingdom continent, under the call of the Holy Light Cross Sect's prophet Holy See Messiah, was previously hidden in the barren mountains and mountains, and in the eyes of the orc leaders, it was just some remnants after the collapse of the Storm Kingdom, and scabies-like humans, under the leadership of the Holy Light Cross Sect priests, poured out from their respective hidden places like a tide, and launched a counterattack on the tribe on all fronts!

The Blackstone Tower, a fortified fortress city mostly buried underground and full of dwarven style, sits in the brown black land of the Burning Plains, where flames and smoke have swept away.

This ancient and calm city is not only a fortress like a strong military support point, but also the southernmost point of the dwarven kingdom of Kazmodan and one of the most important mineral bases.

But now, it has completely lost its former peace.

This historic dwarven fortress has been completely shrouded in gunsmoke and blood.

"My brother, Legion Commander Luke Sharpener!"

A stout dwarven warrior with a face covered in black-and-red blood stains peculiar to orcs, wearing heavy black iron armor, opened the door to the Blackstone Tower's confidential communication room.

With a short-handled battle axe in his right arm, he walked briskly towards his brother, the leader of the Blackstone Tower Dwarven Army.

"The attack of the orcs is so crazy that the entire upper layer of the Blackstone Tower has fallen almost halfway!"

The twisted braids were stuck to the hard and vicissitudes of life on that tough face with sweat, and in the pale blue magic light of the confidential communication room, you could clearly see this strong dwarven warrior, and the muscles of his whole body were full of conspicuous dark cyan sequelae muscle scars after continuously using the heroic dwarf race talent "Heavenly God Descending to Earth" to transform into a hill giant.

"How long do we have reinforcements?"

Facing his own brother's words, Luke Firetongs, the legion leader of the Blackstone Tower of the Dwarven Kingdom, held the information of the Iron Forger Fortress that had just been teleported from the miniature teleportation array, and smiled bitterly.

With a wave of his hand, he collapsed to the ground around the confidential communication, and just now he used all his strength to break through the orc shaman's spell prop barrier, and let the 6 dwarven casters who had successfully operated the miniature teleportation circle withdraw, and then he said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, my brother."

"The kingdom is in big trouble, and although these orc greenskins did not attack Ironforge Castle, they did cut off the connection between Danmoro and the Scorching Canyon."

"We, no reinforcements!"

Legion Commander Luke Gunner finished speaking in a low voice, picked up the double-headed warhammer standing on the ground at his side, looked at his brother, and quickly calculated the next arrangement in his heart.

With an army of nearly 20 orcs from the outside world, without reinforcements, they will definitely not be able to hold on.

"What! Luke Fire Tongs! You're kidding."

Before the stout dwarven warrior could finish his exclamation, the words were interrupted by Luke's fire tongs.

"Tux tongs, my brother!"

After a brief thought, the dwarven leader quickly ordered his brother.

"In the name of the Legion Commander, I order you, you and the warriors of the sixth team led by you to immediately break away from the battle, protect the spellcasters, women and children of the city, and evacuate from the dwarven secret passage on the lower level of the Black Stone Tower!"

The current situation is to abandon this dwarven city and let most of the dwarves take refuge in the surrounding mountains and forests. As for what to do later, Luke Cinders can only hope that his brother will lead the remnants of the city to hold on until this brutal greenskin race is defeated by the kingdom, or besieged by other good races to kill themselves.

"I will lead the rest of the warriors to attack the greenskins with all their might, and delay more time for you!"

His brother's words made the stout dwarf warrior Tux's eyes widen, and he opened his mouth, about to say something.

At this time, the door of the confidential communication room was suddenly pushed open, and a dwarf thief with a red epaulette on his right arm and a high-ranking official rank rushed in with a cheerful face, and said excitedly.

"Captain Luke's Forcebolts, Lord Tux's Forcebolts, the Orcs have weakened most of their attacks."

"I, I heard the sound of muskets outside the Blackstone Tower, are our reinforcements arriving?"

Where are the reinforcements? Is the information I have fake?

Holding the ink that had just been sent from Ironforge Castle a few minutes ago, and the ink had not yet completely solidified the information, the legion commander Luke Fire Tong looked confused, and almost blurted out his inner complaint.

Luke's pincers didn't think that in just a few minutes, Ironforge had broken through the orc blockade and sent reinforcements.

But seeing that his cronies and subordinates were excited at the moment, they looked at him with hopeful eyes.

The legion commander who was about to part with life and death just now suddenly shook his heart, turned his head sideways and looked at his younger brother suspiciously, but when he turned his head to look at his close subordinates, his face became extremely calm, and he waved his hand solemnly at the dwarf thief, and said calmly.

"Let's go! Take me to the place where the muskets are loudest! ”

"What's that?"

"Damn, that's a human army!"

"What a dazzling holy light, how many light rats are coming!"

"Quick! Tell the Overseer and the Chiefs! ”

The sentinels on the watchtower of the orc camp were in a panic, and those slender orc professional thieves saw that behind the camp, the pieces were clearly visible to the naked eye, and the white-gold judgment light and the golden glory light reflected each other, and the human crusade that galloped towards the core of the camp, the command camp of those orc warrior leaders.

"My brothers, for the glory of Yahweh the Father, for the glory of Azeroth!"

Dressed in obsidian steel half-length armor, the scorching platinum holy light wrapped around the holy warrior like a flame, the commander of this human crusade, the powerful paladin Andrei, who had quietly broken through the silver hero rank, held the bright red holy light cross battle flag in one hand, and took out the two-handed cross sword behind his back with the other, riding on a horse and leading nearly 50,000 human warriors behind him, leading the way towards the orc army.

"Damn humans, damn light 'rats'!"

In the face of the undisguised surprise attack of the human army, the reaction in the orc camp on the opposite side was undoubtedly extremely fast, nearly 5,000 orc warriors under the rectification of several silver chieftain-level orc warrior leaders, wrapped in nearly 670,000 orc cannon fodder laborers, rushed out of the camp and launched a counter-raid towards the human army!

"Let them see the power of the orc master!"

"Kill all the humans!"

The orcs chanted loud slogans, and although they faced the sneak attack of the humans, they unceremoniously launched a counter-charge under the leadership of those chieftain-level orcs.

In the impression of these arrogant orcs, although the number of Holy Light "rats" is slightly more this time, but the army of only 50,000 is still far less than their own military strength, not to mention that according to their previous "experience", as long as the orcs attack hard, these lowly light "rats" will all collapse and flee in all directions at the touch of a button.

"For the glory of Yahweh the Father!"

"For the glory of Azeroth!"

In the Holy Light Cross Legion, almost every thousand-strong team has a paladin of official rank, with Mijel's holy aura flashing under his feet.

"My brothers, attack! Offensive! ”

These paladins chanted the commander's slogans and orders transmitted from the Kabbalah faith network, and those holy auras of various amplification attributes appeared at the feet of every warrior of the Thousand Men with their shouts.

It is different from the human soldiers who used their own holy light to forcibly amplify the non-Yahweh followers at the time of the Battle of Karllu; Each of the soldiers of the Crusader was a devout disciple of Yahweh Heavenly Father, and when the spirit was high at the moment of battle, the fanatical power of faith that flourished from his mind with the shouting slogans, so that after each of the holy warriors cast the holy aura, not only did not consume half of their own judgment aura, but because of the transformation of those holy auras cast, their own holy power was continuously replenished.

"Don't be afraid of those damn greenskins, Yahweh bless us, attack!"

Sensing that they were overly full of holy power, every paladin was full of confidence in this battle.

They led their men, following behind Commander Andrei, who led the charge, towards the fierce assault of the orc army 2kReading.com