Chen Li deliberately mocked the black hand, turned around and ran towards the depths of the valley.

He glanced at the battle around him, and had to secretly applaud Khadgar's timing!

"Although the human front is slightly weakened, it is still close to being defeated, and Khadgar's command is really accurate!" You must know that the battlefield is changing rapidly, and it is only a short time before the disadvantage and defeat are revealed!

The Black Hand and the other orcs were as Lothar thought, and they had already killed the red eyes, and rushed after the footsteps of the human soldiers.

"Wait! Wait! ”

On the high slopes of the cliff, Lothar watched as the soldiers were cut down from behind by the orcs, and clenched his fingers tightly, hatred and anger like a real flame revealed from his azure gemstone eyes.

Ryan on the side also held his breath nervously, at this time, he wanted all the orcs to rush in, the more the better!

His concern was that the orcs would find something wrong in the middle of the pursuit.

"Now our army has suffered heavy casualties! If the orcs don't get hit, then they will lose the war! Lothar's mind was far less calm than he seemed, his sweaty hands resting on the hilt of his sword, the armor on his arms masking his slight trembling.

"Chase! Kill them all! The black hand could no longer bear to let go of Chen Li's opponent, and there was no longer any strategic consideration in his mind, and when Chen Li turned around and fled, he raised his war hammer and shouted loudly.

The hammer of destruction, a symbol of tribal power, was held in the black hand, and it stepped forward to meet the cool breeze blowing in the valley, and chased after it.

Under the order of the Black Hand, the surrounding orcs also chased into the valley like crazy, burying all the humans who could still move in front of them into the grave of blood and bones.

However, Lothar's emotions gradually became excited, "It's a success! He watched as a large group of orcs pursued him from the clearing outside the valley, and the haze that had been hidden in his heart disappeared in an instant!

"Kill all these humans! Not a single one to stay! The black hand chased into the valley, and a deep voice echoed on both sides of the valley floor.

Blood, blades, and dirt weaved together in front of it to form a moving landscape portrait, sweat, screams, and fighting, converging heavy emotions in Lothar's eyes.

"Xuanchang!" Lothar steadied her trembling arm and pulled her greatsword out from behind her, the sun shining on Quelzaram, reflecting the cold light into the eyes of the smirking black hand.

"Where did the white light come from?" It lowered its hammer and subconsciously looked to the sides of the valley above its head.

In the shining light of the cross, a faint black shadow came out of it.

"It's over!" The Black Hand was stunned for a moment, and it immediately realized the huge mistake it had made.

It was about to shout loudly and order the orcs to halt their pursuit and withdraw from the valley.

"Zizi!" A lightning bolt that turned like a silver snake "crackled" and hit the black hand's body, causing it to fall into paralysis and unable to move for a while.

"Assault of the whole army!" With a swing of his greatsword, Lothar conveyed the order to Magni and Egwene on the opposite cliff, and in an instant, a small but agile rabbit-like dwarven warrior rushed down from both sides of the valley.

"Lothar! You're doing a great job! Medivan, who appeared like a ghost, stood in the middle of the canyon with his feet floating.

Although he lost his physical body, the mana he possessed was still strong, and with the power of his soul alone, he threw all kinds of magic skills into the orcs and wreaked havoc.

"Boom!" A huge fireball engulfed several nearby orc warriors, and the scorching flames quickly burned the surrounding orcs to corpses.

The Black Hand relieved himself of being struck by Medivan's lightning and stood up and looked at the battle around him.

"Bang dang!" An orc was struck in the head by a warhammer thrown by the dwarf, and immediately fell to the ground bleeding from all its knots.

From the top of the valley, the mage's skills continued to fall, and frost, flame, and lightning covered the back of the orcs.

The human soldiers who were pursuing in front had also regrouped under Khadgar's command and attacked the orcs again.

Above, in front and on both sides, on all sides! The heart of the black hand immediately cooled by half.

"No, I still have a chance, there are still a lot of warriors in the tribe, as long as I run out of here, I can make a comeback!"

It took a look and found that the orcs chasing into the valley were less than one-third of the orc army, which was about 10,000 warriors.

The orcs were scattered in formation and tall, so they needed more space, and inadvertently reduced the casualties a lot.

But the scattered formation was not all a good thing, and in the embattled situation, the fearless orc warriors also fell into panic and scrambled out of the valley.

The congestion of the front and rear formations quickly caused death, and some unfortunate orcs died not under the sword of the enemy, but died in the trampling of their own people, which is not ironic!

However, the Black Hand didn't care so much now, and as soon as it turned, it struck away the two orcs who were fighting with it with its hammer, and burrowed into the crowded line behind it, and soon disappeared like a mouse.

"Humph! It's fast! Chen Li gave up the pursuit, there are still a lot of orcs now, and rash pursuit will put him in a disadvantageous situation.

"Kill the enemy with me!" Lothar and Ryan rode down the hillside and charged into the Stormwind army.

The demoralized human warriors quickly stabilized their positions and began to move their battle line towards the valley little by little, and with the help of the dwarves and the mages on the top of the mountain, the seemingly powerful orc warriors also fell like ears of rice in the valley, the red ground.

The last orc, still standing, fell to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.

"Victory!" Lothar restrained his horse, and the white horse's two front hooves kicked in the air as if in celebration.

The orcs who chased into the valley left behind only corpses and devastated eyes.

Ryan stepped out from behind, patted Lothar on the shoulder, and said in a voice that trembled softly, "My dear brother! I knew I was right to believe you! ”

Lothar withdrew her weapon and looked at the orcs beyond the valley.

"Don't you dare to attack for a while because of panic?" Although he was happy about the victory of the ambush, he was not as excited as Ryan.

"This war is won, but this battle has just begun." Lothar looked at the human corpse at her feet and silently read it.

The bloody wind that blew from the valley hit the orcs outside in the faces, staining their fangs red, and blood dripping to the ground.

"After passing through this valley, Stormwind will no longer be in danger, and the next battle will be even more arduous and difficult!"

He slapped his horse and galloped in the direction of Stormwind.

"Keep up with me! We're going to face the remaining enemies on the walls of Stormwind! ”