The battle of the Burning Plains instantly entered a white-hot situation, and even the group of black iron dwarves who were forcibly pulled into the war were red-eyed at this moment.

Although the Black Iron Emperor Thorrison has little interest in joining the Alliance, he is not a fool, and he does not mind cooperating with the Alliance in the face of the common enemy of the Black Stone Orcs and the Black Dragon Legion.

So after getting the news, coupled with the instigation of his wife Moira, Thoresen immediately sent follow-up reinforcements, trying to use the alliance's army to directly defeat the blackstone orcs.

Behind the Alliance's formation, one after another Black Iron Drill Bit Machines broke through the ground, and then the hatch opened suddenly, and groups of Black Iron Dwarf reinforcements brandished their weapons and roared into the battle ahead.

Along with this are a large number of obsidian battle golems, as well as a small portion of the fire elemental.

The morale of the coalition troops who received reinforcements was greatly boosted, the speed of the attack was greatly accelerated, and the ground front of the Orthodox tribes was beaten and shrunk one after another.

The tide of battle in the sky also began to tilt, and the black dragoons of the Orthodox tribe were completely defeated.

And most importantly, the situation of the warring parties is not equal at all.

The black dragon on the opposite side was tired or injured, so he left the battlefield directly and returned to the deck of the war airship to receive the quick recovery of the chaplains.

On his side, he was constantly under the pressure of wheel warfare, not only the orc dragoons couldn't stand it, but even his own black dragon mount couldn't withstand such a high-intensity battle.

And those gnome combat helicopters, swarms are wreaking havoc everywhere, like annoying flies, if you ignore them, their high-explosive missiles will blow up and you scream.

As the saying goes, there is no single evil, and the Orthodox Tribe, an organization forcibly pushed out by the black hand of Red *, has no allies in the world at all, and is not recognized by anyone.

Among them, the most intense reaction is naturally the new tribe.

Although the new tribe was unable to send ground troops to fight in the heart of the alliance, the Grand Chief Thrall still acted accordingly.

The emissaries of the tribe have successfully rebelled against the ogre tribe entrenched in the Burning Plains, and at this moment, under the leadership of a group of orc overseers of the Frostwolf Clan and the Thunder King Clan, they are launching a surprise attack on the Chrysanthemum of the Orthodox Tribe.

In return for the assist, the League agreed to release the ogres after the war, allowing the new tribe to bring them back to the continent of Kalimdor.

The new tribe is very happy with this concession from the Alliance, so there is nothing more to say, go and kill that retarded son of a bitch in Red's Black Hand!

Oh, and by the way, gather a group of Blackstone orcs who are willing to surrender, this is Orgrim's proposal for retirement.

There was another roar of engines in the air, but it sounded much harsh, unlike the sound of the gnomes' engines.

A steel airship pierced through the clouds and began to descend slowly.

Two oval balloon-like boosters are fixed on either side of the airship, and behind the airship is a circular jet with a thick barrel fixed in front of the airship, and the muzzle is carved into a wolf's head.

The "Hammer of Doom" is the only war airship of the new tribe, produced by the honor of the Rusty Water Chaebol, and this group of goblins is naturally not far behind after seeing that the Black Rope Chaebol and the group of dwarfs have made armed airships.

A group of heavily armed bipedal dragoons roared out of the airship and struck towards the rear of the Black Dragoons of the Orthodox Horde.

"Fire!"

Overseer Nazgorin stood at the bow of the airship, looking at the Blackstone orc position below.

"Ahahahaha, fire!Explosion!" The goblin artillery of the Rusty Water Chaebol immediately became excited, manipulating the airship main cannon and aiming it at the Orthodox tribe on the ground below.

The collected ogres also put aside their last worries when they saw that the tribe had sent a response force as promised, and followed the orcs to attack with all their might.

On the ground battlefield, King Varian jumped off his horse and rushed into the orc army like a meat grinder, brandishing his two-handed greatsword.

With the swing of the master, the sword body spread out a series of energy flames, scorching those enemies who could not be slashed from a distance.

The soldiers of the alliance followed their king closely, violently attacking the line of the blackstone orcs, and the alliance had the upper hand in this wave of hedging.

The Black Dragons are a tricky group, outperforming humans in strength and physique, and outperforming orcs.

However, this is not a problem that ordinary soldiers need to consider, the Knights of Dawn with the retributive light of judgment, along with the dragonman legion of the Black Dragon Princess faction, are smashing the dragonmen under the command of the Black Dragon Prince.

King Varian wielded his greatsword at the moment, unleashing a non-stop whirlwind slash among the orc troops.

Then he saw Red's Black Hand jump off the Black Dragon mount and charge towards him.

"Come on, you orc bastard!"

Varian didn't hide at all, and also began to charge towards Red.

The two slammed into each other, and the warhammer and two-handed greatsword collided with a large number of sparks.

Here you need to know that as a trumpet, never go and equip the tuba to graduate with a tuba positive hard anal.

Your broken hammer is an epic weapon of the classic old world, and now you have to use it to smash the titan's growable artifact, which is a bit retarded.

Sure enough, at the moment of the collision, the artifact greatsword in King Varian's hand immediately opened up at full power, and all kinds of enhancement traits and special effects were triggered.

What kind of explosive buffs such as the blessing of the Pantheon brothers, the harmony of the Dawn Army, etc., doubled Varian's power and soared.

Then, the warhammer Gabba shattered in one fell swoop, and it was still sparsely shattered.

Red's black hand flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"You trash, your father's black hand, that mentally retarded reckless man is better than you, orthodox tribe?phew!"

Varian looked at Red Blackhand, who couldn't get up for a long time, with a disdainful expression, and taunted loudly, hating that pulled that called a steady.

It's not that Red's black hand is too weak, it's that Varian's talent potential is too strong like a fighter, and with the blessing of the Titan Creation Artifact, Red didn't die, which is already very good.

When the blackstone orcs saw their big chief kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up, their morale immediately plummeted.

Coupled with the fact that there are enemies on both sides now, with the alliance in front and the new tribe behind, this battle is simply impossible to fight.

Varian swung his greatsword and easily slashed several nearby orc soldiers.

"Keep attacking and kill them all!"

The Orthodox tribe began to crumble, and the Black Dragon Legion and Dragoons were now almost completely wiped out, and they were no longer able to fight.

Except for a group of orcs who were loyal to Red*'s black hand, who hurriedly retreated towards the interior of Blackstone Mountain with their own big chieftains, the rest of the Blackstone orcs began to flee towards the positions of the new tribe.

"It's me, brother! Don't shoot! We're going to surrender!"

Bullshit orthodox tribes, don't fight, don't fight, Lao Tzu followed the new tribe and mixed up.

I have done meritorious service to the old tribe, I have shed blood for the old tribe, and I want to see the old chieftain Orgrim!

Seeing this, the new tribe was naturally overjoyed, and immediately let go of the front, opened a green channel, and began to desperately send people to their airships.

Hurry up and go, while the alliance on the opposite side has not reacted, take people and run, the thief chicken is excited.

The alliance side chased after slowly, but still couldn't outrun the group of blackstone orcs who lost their armor and ran wildly, and watched the group of orcs run onto the tribe's airship.

In the end, the fully manned airship did not say a word, and directly lifted into the air, with full horsepower, and retreated decisively in the direction of the Kalimdor continent.

As for ogres ... Heck, anyway, the alliance agreed to release them, just let them go slowly.

"Damn tribal pigs! I'm not done with you!"

King Varian snatched an arcane megaphone and yelled at the rapidly rising tribal airship.

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