Chapter Fifty-Eight: Life and Death

"Be careful! The gates are cracking! ”

It was almost impossible to destroy Lordaeron's walls with orc equipment, but the wooden gates on the walls became the best breakthrough for the tribe, and after a day of fierce fighting, the oak gates finally showed a crack the next morning, but this crack was tantamount to the end for the defenders

"Don't panic! Gather all the stonemasons you can find in the city," Qiu Chen pushed away the soldiers who were surrounding the city gate, and looking down from the city wall, he could already see the flying dust raised by the city gate when it was hit, "Build another wall behind the gate with stones as soon as possible, quick!" ”

Qiu Chen said, turning to look at Terenus, "Your Majesty, how much hot oil do we have?"

Terenus was stunned, and asked the guards behind him, "Mollef, how much inventory is left, and how much can be mobilized in total, including the inventory in the palace?"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid we can only last another morning with the hot oil we can use," the guard replied worriedly, "Maybe we can still collect some oil from the citizens, but"

"No, that's enough, I don't expect to be able to rely on hot oil until reinforcements arrive," Qiuchen waved his hand and smiled, "Put the remaining hot oil into a clay pot and light it, and then throw it at the city gate." At the very least, the flames can slow down the orcs attack on the city gates, and when we build the walls, they will have nothing to do."

"Go ahead, Merlef," Terenus ordered, "Also, let Farrick come to me"

"Yes, Your Majesty" Merlef took the order, Qiuchen raised his head, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and looked at the watchtower, Aurelia was on it, the orc's spear could not be thrown there, but the elven ranger's arrow could take the life of an orc with every blow

"Qiuchen, how long do you think Lordaeron can last?" Khadgar walked over slowly. Even though he is as energetic as a young man, he walks no different from an old man, "The Orc attacks are getting fiercer and fiercer, and there is no news of Tulayan's reinforcements so far"

"Tulayan will definitely be here soon," Qiuchen shrugged, "Did I get the order signed by Terenus for you to send it out?"

"No problem, I've given those orders to Dalaran's liaison mages, and they'll use magic to get the word out to all places as quickly as possible" Khadgar stroked his beard with a tangled face, the white beard reaching his chest "Looks like I'm going to cut them off again"

"I bet by the time you're done cutting your beard, Tulayan will already be leading someone into the Tirisfal glade," Qiuchen patted Khadgar on the shoulder. To be honest, he wasn't good at defending cities, but he was still a little confident in strategic maneuvers

Outside the city, in the orc camp, there was an atmosphere of extreme excitement

"We're going to take them down!" An orc roared, and a smile appeared on the face of the Hammer of Doom, victory was at hand! Whereas no amount of warriors he had sent had been able to bite Lordaeron's thick walls until now, the gates were now badly distorted by their relentless onslaught, and once breached, his warriors would be able to flood into the city, killing all remaining guards and razing the city. With this and the stronghold of the Eversong Forest, they can quickly occupy the rest of the continent, driving the humans to the sea and pushing them into the sea. In the end, the continent will belong to the tribes, who will end the war and start a new life.

The glory of the orcs will shine again in his hands, and the prophecy of the hammer of destruction was born for him --- Orgrim, who he has always believed in

Suddenly, a herald ran briskly, and Orgrim remembered him. Torgeth, a member of the Dragonmaw Clan, was one of the few who survived after they were defeated by a human raid

"What's going on" Orgrim felt that Togis was looking wrong, frightened, and angry

"I brought bad news" Torgis looked around at the orcs, who immediately understood, and moved out of a ring of clearing for them to talk to alone

"Tell me," Orgrim asked, walking up to Torges

"It's Gul'dan!" Torgis bowed his head: "He fled!" With his two clans! He and Kogar have taken Twilight and the Plunder Clan! Just yesterday, their ship had sailed into the Endless Sea, and Gul'dan had killed the men of our Dragonroar Clan who had been left behind in Quel'Thalas! ”

"What !!!" Ogrim struggled to suppress his anger, and he could even feel the demonic blood he was most tired of starting to boil inside him again, "This traitor!!" I knew he was only making those ogres to expand his army! He bit his lip tightly, "I should have thought of it."

But while Torgis waited for Orgrim's order, another orc ran over. Seeing the crowd in an arc, he stopped outside the clearing

Overseer Zarbeck Orgrim calmed down and looked at the Blackstone orcs running as they ran. Babek is the second-in-command in the Blackstone Clan, second only to the Red brothers after the death of the Blackhand, "Is there anything wrong with you"

"Something is wrong," Sarbeck said succinctly, "the mountain road has been cut off, and our supply lines have been cut off!" ”

"The supply line is cut off?!" Orgrim strode over to Babek, "Tell me what the hell is going on!" Aren't the armies of the alliance all in Hinterland and Quel'Salas?"

Orgrim understood what it meant to have a supply line cut off, and tens of thousands of orcs consumed a lot of material in a day, and without supplies, they would soon starve to death here, let alone fight against human armies

"Not the regular army," Sabeck shook his head, "it's the militia!" Militia of humanity! They're all over the place! ”

Meanwhile---

Andorhal, Stratholme, Dalonshire, Southseas, Hillsbled, Fireplace Valley. Almost at the same moment, the alarm bells in the town hall rang. Almost all the able-bodied young men went there to collect their weapons, and although only an iron breastplate, a chopping axe, and a wooden shield were no match for the orc armies, a large number of militia and local garrisons from the town of Southsea to Stratholme constantly attacked orc scouts or convoys. The order they receive is simple--- attack any orc you see while guaranteeing that they will survive

And when the orcs are ready to fight back, the humans will hide in towns and fortresses, and the few orcs who do not have siege equipment can only be powerless in the face of the strong walls

Although it is close to autumn harvest season, the farmland on the outskirts is empty except for the charred wasteland. After seeing the brutality of the orcs, I'm afraid not many people would think that they would survive the defeat of the war, even if it was the town of Steinbled in Alterac

"Colonel Kafdan! The orcs are coming for us! ”

"Is that right," a middle-aged human in full-body chain mail spat on the ground, "let those brutes come!" Get ready to block the trails with stones, and the Alterac Valley will be their grave! ”

In Lordaeron City, Autumn Dust once again confirms with Aurelia if she has spotted the elves

"Your Excellency," Terenus walked up to him at some point, "although I know that you are much more professional than I am in commanding combat, I still want to ask. What is the use of you summoning so many militias, the peasants will never be able to confront such a brutal enemy"

"Your Majesty" Qiuchen shook his head, "You must know that if a race is beaten to the point where it has to fight for life and death, the power they will burst out is definitely beyond your imagination."

(Sorry, it's a bit too much in the past two days, and you can resume the daily update tomorrow)