North Alwyn Forest Fort Defense.

A human sentry stands on the watchtower of the fortress, a frontier fortress that has been expanded from Nighttown.

Suddenly, the sentry noticed something, and there was a cloud of dust in the distance, and he immediately picked up the binoculars and looked at it carefully, and then the sentry took a deep breath, turned around and rang the alarm bell vigorously.

"Orcs! Discover the orc army! Light the beacon and prepare to meet the enemy!"

Bell, bell, bell...

The heavy sound of bells spread throughout the region, and soon, beacon towers were lit and smoke rose into the sky.

In Stormwind, Ryan, who was sitting on his throne in contemplation, stood up suddenly, and he received a message from the court mage.

"The alliance has entered a state of all-out war, the armies in various defense areas are on alert, and the main force of the orcs is coming!"

Soldiers from the various districts hurried to their posts, dwarves began to light steam tanks, and scouts flew out of Stormwind with letters on griffons and toward the human kingdoms of the north.

The news of the tribal invasion must be spread to the northern countries, otherwise the kingdom with a strong bureaucratic aristocracy will not be able to react at all.

Nighttown Fortress, which has been turned into a battlefield.

This is the vanguard of the orcs, made up of a small clan, and at this moment these scarlet-skinned evil orcs roared angrily, holding their weapons high and rushing towards the walls of the human fortress.

And those green-skinned orcs still have their own sanity, and they are steadily moving forward.

"Fire, trebuchet, fire!" said a squad leader on the rampart, holding his musket, as he shot at the orcs.

Some of the hapless orcs were blown to pieces by a large "super safe" bomb fired by the trebuchet, a masterpiece of goblin engineering courtesy of the Night Elves.

Boss Hu has been extremely keen to be an arms dealer recently, desperately selling all kinds of unreliable explosives produced by his goblins to the Storm Kingdom.

"Absolutely safe, buy one get one free! See the insurance on this bomb... Well... Wait, what about insurance?"

Closer to home, most of the orcs rushed to the city under the rain of arrows and muskets, and then began to climb the walls or ram the gates of the fortress.

"Everyone, throw fire oil!"

Buckets of black, viscous liquid poured down from the walls, and the orcs on the side of the walls were immediately drenched, and when they realized that the thing was not lethal, they continued to climb the walls without care.

At this time, the humans on the city wall began to shoot downward, and once the scattered sparks were touched by these black liquids, they would immediately turn into a cloud of violently burning flames, and soon they would be connected into a sea of fire under the city wall.

The orc soldiers screamed and tried to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but all measures were in vain.

The flames created by the black liquid seemed to never be extinguished, devouring all life beneath the walls.

In the distance, another cloud of dust was flying, and a human soldier glanced forward casually, then his eyes widened.

It's another force of orcs, but this force is a little different, the orcs are a minority, and the right hand of these orcs has been cut off and installed with a sharp blade fist, and most of the troops are composed of a large fat creature more than two meters tall, which is an ogre.

The most conspicuous thing was the strong giant in the center of the group, with a mountain-like body, and a single eye on his head that exuded a tyrannical gaze.

Before the war, the soldiers of the alliance all read the pamphlets printed and distributed by Boss Hu in batches, the kind of big fat man is an ogre, with infinite strength, and the one with two heads is the ogre magician, one plus one equals two to make up for the shortcomings of insufficient IQ.

As for the giant like the mountains ...

"Golon! It's Golon! Retreat, destroy all important information, activate self-destruct explosives! Retreat, we have no weapons against Golon!"

Storm Fortress, King's Hall.

King Ryan, Lothar, and Berval were gathered in front of the sand table in the center of the hall.

"Your Majesty, the Nightshade Town Fortress has been lost, the tribe has sent the Broken Hand Clan and a Goron Giant, and the soldiers have no weapons against Golon, so they have retreated to the Red Ridge Mountain and the Western Wilderness Defense Area. Grand Duke Berval said with a frown.

Lothar knocked the table hard at this time, "That group of orcs is strong, but it is not invincible, ogres and Goron also have a way to deal with it, the most terrifying thing is their warlocks, not only the area around Night Town and the Sunshine Forest has been lost, their warlocks are still sucking the souls of all living creatures in that area,"

Boval nodded worriedly, his gaze scanning the sandbox.

"Yes, the situation is not optimistic, although we have rearranged our defensive lines in the Western Wilderness and Red Ridge Mountain area, and should be able to temporarily hold off the Horde offensive, but... The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes. Something has to be done. ”

"Our mages have gone up to the top, and the mages of the upper elves have also participated in the battle, but they have never fought against a guy like a warlock who has mastered evil magic, so they have suffered a lot. King Ryan frowned, staring at the sand table in front of him as well.

"Where has the Divine Venerable?" asked Lothar.

Ryan shrugged, "I'm going to the Sunshine Forest, Lord Divine Venerable said to find an old acquaintance and come back soon... But before I left, I told me not to worry about Goron, and that Sulama's giant arcane golem would take care of them. ”

Frontier Fortress Front of the Western Wilderness.

Bang!!!

There was a roar from the battlefield, and Goron's massive body staggered back a few steps before letting out a roar of rage.

Opposite him were two equally large anti-Goron arcane golems, all made of purple and white crystals, arms covered with spikes, palms with sharp blades, crescent-shaped heads carved with dense rune circuits, and a freely retractable mechanical one-eyed staring at Goron.

Behind it, the part of the core energy supply crystal spewed out two thick white gases at this moment.

Behind them, the human soldiers erupted in cheers and mockery.

"You orc monsters, go home and drink milk!"

"Do you think you're the only one who has giants, our allies started playing giant puppets 10,000 years ago, hahahaha... ”

The Horde's vanguard offensive was temporarily halted in the Western Wilderness defenses.

Tamed by evil powers, Goron is the tribe's most powerful siege weapon, but now that Goron has been suppressed by the two anti-Goron puppets, the balance of military power between the two sides has returned to a balanced state.

Coupled with the fact that the Alliance army was on the defending, it was difficult for the Horde to break through the Sentinel Ridge Fortress in the Western Wilderness for a while.

On the front line of the Red Ridge Mountain Fortress, the army of the Alliance is now resisting the attack of another vanguard legion of the Horde, and the situation here can be called a bloody battle.

The human soldiers hid behind the walls, dodging the improvised catapults built by the orcs, and leaned out of the walls in between fires to shoot back with bows and muskets.

The battle of magic never stopped, with the Warlocks' shadow arrows roaring towards the fortress and the rain of flames never stopped.

The mages of humans and the upper elves responded with ice arrows, fireballs, and blizzards.

The casualties on both sides were basically caused by the exchange of magical energy.

The so-called immortal fight, mortals suffer, and the local gnolls in Chiji Mountain are hard.

They either died from accidental injuries caused by the magic of both sides, or they were captured by orc warlocks and their souls were extracted.

The remnants of the Red Ridge Mountain Gnolls began to flee frantically, fleeing into the Elwyn Forest region and taking refuge with the local gnoll serpent King Hogg in the nearby western wilderness.

Hogg said that it was simply beautiful, people sat at home, and the little brothers from all sides came to vote automatically.

All in all, the bloody battle in Red Ridge Mountain began to change in the direction of a tug-of-war, and no one could defeat anyone, and both sides were waiting for follow-up reinforcements from large forces.