"Newspaper... Report to Your Majesty, those orcs are coming towards us!"

In the distance, an Alliance sentry shouted as he ran in the direction of Tolbane.

What the?!

Tolbane was taken aback slightly, then immediately calmed down. He asked the sentinel who ran in front of him, "When did this happen?"

"Just a few hours ago," the sentry said breathlessly, "I guess I'll be here in a quarter of an hour or so!"

After speaking, the sentry took a big gulp of water from the bag of water handed over by his comrade next to him. The spilled water slid down his throat like a column, and it was clear that he was exhausted from the news delivered.

Those guys are really smart...

He thought about it and understood the intentions of the orc tribe.

It's better to break through all the way than to be trapped and waiting for reinforcements, not to mention that those orcs have no more reinforcements now, and if they hold on, they can only be divided by the alliance. Rather than this, it is better to concentrate forces and pick one of them to break through, and perhaps there is still a chance to win.

"Looks like those guys aren't stupid—" The corners of Thorbain's mouth curled slightly. The enemy's performance made him look up to him a few points.

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty?" Huskar looked at Torbain, a little puzzled.

Hearing the news that the orc troops were marching here, His Majesty didn't seem to panic, and even had a faint hint in his eyes... Craving?

"It's nothing..."Torbain smiled slightly, tightened the battle axe in his hand, and said to his deputy: "Tell the whole army, prepare for battle!"

"Uh... Yes!"

Looking at the battle intent in Tolbane's eyes, Huskar nodded stunnedly. Then he drew his sword, raised it aloft and shouted: "Soldiers, we are about to meet those abominable invaders, now, hold on to the weapons in your hands, the time for revenge has come!"

Drink!

Tens of thousands of Union soldiers shouted in unison, like a thunderclap, resounding through the Alterac Valley, and their morale was immediately boosted! Although they were now soldiers of the two countries, they were no longer separated from each other. Because they have a common enemy, the orcs!

Seeing that every soldier under his command had murderous eyes in his eyes, Torbain nodded to himself.

He used to be a noble knight, and even though he had not personally fought on the battlefield for many years, his strength had always remained around that of a high-ranking knight. He understood what these soldiers were thinking, and this time, they would all use their weapons to tell those invaders that the alliance was invincible!

They didn't wait long, only a quarter of an hour or so before they heard the sound of small footsteps. What followed was a large black press. But it was late at night, and the vision was unclear, and even though many Alliance soldiers were holding torches aloft, they could only see vague and hazy shadows.

"Prepare for war, prepare for war, draw your weapons!" Thorbain roared.

The war horse under his crotch roared uneasily, as if he was frightened. At the same time, the soldiers behind him drew their weapons and glared angrily ahead.

"Roar!"

A roar pierced the silent night sky, drawing the attention of the Alliance soldiers. A stout orc warrior emerged from the shadows of the bushes, scanning the enemy in front of him with his scarlet eyes.

"Shoot the arrows!" said Tolbairn coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of Alliance archers in the first row behind him drew their arrows, aiming directly at the orc in the distance......

With more than a hundred arrows whizzing away, the eyes of the orc warrior who was the first to emerge were full of horror. Unfortunately, it was too late, and just as he was about to dodge, more than a dozen arrows pierced his body, one of which pierced his head. The tip of the arrow burst from the back of his head, and there was a stain of blood......

Boom!

As the orc warrior fell to the ground with a bang, hundreds of orc warriors suddenly sprang out of the shadows of the woods. And their numbers are still increasing wildly over time......

"Hold on to your weapons..."

Staring coldly at the orc warriors pouring out of the woods, Torbair roared as he soothed his crotch horse. With Thorbain's roar, tens of thousands of Alliance soldiers behind him swiped their weapons horizontally in front of him, waiting for the trumpet to sound.

"For the Alliance!

After Tolbain let out a roar, he took the lead in riding the war horse under his crotch and rushed head-on. Behind him, tens of thousands of Alliance soldiers moved in response, and the sound of armor grinding and charging footsteps resounded in the sky...

......

"What sound?"

To the east of the Alterac Valley, in Tulayan's camp, Aurelia was sitting around the campfire, and her pointed ears moved to catch the slightest noise.

"What's wrong?" Tulayan, who was sitting next to her, asked softly after noticing his companion's abnormality, putting down the roast in his hand.

Aurelia closed her eyes tightly and said with a solemn face: "I heard the sound of war drums, and the sound of fighting!"

Hearing this, Tulayan also attached his hand to his ear, trying to distinguish the distant sound. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hear anything.

"Why didn't I hear that?" he whispered, a little puzzled.

"If you can become an elf in your next life, then you can hear it too," Aurelia said with a smile on her face. Her words also drew laughter from nearby soldiers.

Tulayan pursed his lips in frustration and said, "Maybe the Alliance soldiers have come into contact with those fanged monsters, let's hurry over!"

With that, Tulayan stood up and patted the dust off his buttocks. At his command, more than 2,000 Alliance soldiers were assembled in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, south of the Alterac Valley, Arthas and Xue Huan, after a short stay, also led their troops to the north. What they didn't know, however, was that the battle in the valley was fierce at the moment......

As the shouts of both sides shook the valley, the human alliance led by Thorbain fought to the death with the orc tribe in the narrow and dense Alterac Valley. To Thorbane's surprise, the orc warriors, who should have been demoralized, had blood in their eyes at this time. And their number of participants is growing exponentially, and it seems that those monsters have invested all their forces in this battle...

Perhaps at this moment, the only chance for the orc tribe is to rush forward, as long as they can break through the defense line of the Alliance soldiers, then they can continue to retreat to the south.

After considering this layer, they were led by Hellroar and Orgrim Doomhammer, and one by one, they were not afraid of death, and launched a frantic death charge towards the line formed by the Alliance soldiers. This may also be the last charge of their lives......

In addition, the orc troops were already numerous, and even after the battle of the Lordaeron Plains, they lost a large number of main forces, but there were still tens of thousands of orc warriors left. Under their frantic offensive, a crack appeared in the originally rock-solid alliance defense...

After slashing down an orc warrior, Torbain gritted his teeth. With a slight struggle, he pulled the axe out of the orc warrior's body, and with a slam of it, blood splattered.

Are you really old?

He is approaching sixty years old, and as a young man he fought on the battlefield and was invincible. Even now, he is one of the few kings of the Seven Kingdoms who likes to go to the battlefield in person. Because only on the battlefield can he experience the pleasure of boiling blood.

But the years are not forgiving, even if it is a young lion, there will be a day when he will be old...

At this moment, a bloodied Union soldier ran anxiously from the east side of the battlefield to Torbairn through the sea of people. After he had given a hasty military salute, the soldier said to Torbain: "Your Majesty, the Eastern Front is almost overwhelmed!"

The soldier's panicked tone brought Thorbain back to his senses in an instant...

"What's going on?"

Because of the shouts of death in the battlefield, Thorbain had to shout loudly.

"Enlightenment... Your Majesty!"

The soldier who had come to report on the battle in the east shouted, "Those monsters are huge and fierce. Since the enemy has a strong leader. As a result, thousands of defenders in our east are gradually being defeated, and I am afraid that it will not be long before the enemy breaks through the eastern defense line!"

The soldier's words startled Tolbane, and he suddenly realized a serious problem: he didn't have even one subordinate who stood out on his own.

Huskar, the only high-ranking knight, has been sent by him to the western front to defend against the orc attack. And he needs to sit in the center, and he lacks skills...

In the continent of Azeroth, any powerful person, whether knight, samurai, or mage, can play a key role in the battle. In the battle of the plains of Lordaeron, Uther, as a paladin, was able to fight hundreds of orc warriors with ease.

If it weren't for Grum Hell's roar to stop it, I'm afraid that with Uther's strength, it would be enough to destroy a large number of orc warriors......

At this time, the Alliance soldiers, who lack a leader with outstanding individual strength, will naturally have a hard time facing a powerful orc leader such as Grum Hellroar.

After hesitating for a moment, Torbean toss his cheeks and yelled at him, "Gore, Gore!"

After a while, a sturdy Alliance general riding a brown war horse rode up to Torbain. He bowed his head slightly and said, "Always at your service, Your Majesty!"

"You lead two thousand soldiers to reinforce the eastern defenses!" Tolbain yelled at Gore, his high-pitched voice piercing the chaotic battlefield.

Although Gore was only a mid-level knight, the situation was urgent, and Thor Bain had to send him to the eastern defense. Let's hope Gore and the two thousand soldiers can withstand the raging orcs...

After the commander of Gol's jaw, he led more than 2,000 soldiers to the eastern defense line. Thorbain stared at the departing figure of his general, and the initial excitement of facing the orc tribe had long since faded. At this time, he clenched his teeth, and his expression was slightly anxious.

When exactly will reinforcements arrive?

So far, the battle has been going on for almost an hour...

Under the tireless onslaught of tens of thousands of orc warriors, the Torbairn army, which was responsible for cutting off the enemy's retreat, gradually declined...