Chapter 35: The Battle of Hinterland

In the western part of Hinterland, in front of the narrow Poison Canyon, flags are dense and horns are loud.

Five thousand dwarven warriors from the Eagle's Nest Mountain stood in a neat line, holding a giant hammer on the ground, and standing beside them were elven warriors in blood-red armor and swords and shields, their long hair flowing in the back of their heads fluttering in the breeze.

Griffons hovered over the mixed battle formation with dwarven knights, occasionally raising their heads to the sky and crying, while robed and crystal staff mages and longbow-wielding rangers stood in the canyon at the back of the line, their eyes sharpened, and finally the Terran knights in white armor and tall horses stood on the right flank of the dwarven warriors, their hooves kicking and squeezing the ground and letting out a low roar.

Standing opposite everyone is an endless sea of green, 30,000 orcs stand in a sparse ranks, but like beasts staring at the enemy in front of them, the burly body is steaming, the eyes are full of irrepressible bloodthirsty fanaticism, and from time to time there are many ogres who are nearly half taller than the orcs in the middle of their ranks, looking from a distance, this is like an army of evil creatures from the ground.

"Your Highness Kael'thas, are you sure you want to do this?"

Rear of the dwarven team, Kudran. The hammer rode the griffin down slowly, and whispered to one of the blonde elves standing in front of the mage's ranks, but there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

His gaze wandered over the elven warriors alongside the dwarven warriors, and finally he discussed in a more tactful tone as much as possible, "I think it's better to let your warriors withdraw to protect the ranged team, after all, the odds of winning this battle are all in your magic!" ”

Mo Wen smiled lightly, it was really rare for these dwarves to speak around the corner. Obviously, he was a little worried about the combat power of the elven knights under him, but he said it so tactfully. In normal times, he might have agreed. But today, when it was time to show the High Elves the power of the High Elves to the entire world of Azeroth, he wouldn't mess around.

Shaking his head, Mo Wen looked at Kudran solemnly. Brute Hammer said: "Your Excellency Kudran, in today's war, if the soldiers of the tribe have already attacked us, it means that we have lost the war, then it doesn't matter whether the mage has someone to protect it!" And our elven warriors may not be as heroic as our dwarven friends, but trust me. They won't let you down! ”

Kudran smacked his mouth, he wasn't worried that the elven warriors would cause chaos, with the height of the dwarves, the scuffle, it was estimated that the elves were under more pressure, he just didn't want the elves who came to support to make any mistakes, but His Royal Highness the elven prince said so, and he was embarrassed to say anything more, so he could only let out a faint sigh. Then he flew into the sky on his own griffin.

On the other side, Tulayan, who had led five hundred Silver Hand Knights and another two thousand cavalry to support, watched this scene thoughtfully, and whispered something to Uther beside him, and then the eyes of the two looked at the front of all the elven knights in unison. The heroic female knight.

As if sensing the gaze from behind, the corners of Countess Liadline's mouth showed a hint of a smile, and the hand holding the shield and sword was clenched tightly. I only felt that my blood was slightly boiling.

Has the day finally come? Prove to the world the pride of the elven knights, we High Elves are not without warriors! The knights of His Royal Highness the Prince will surprise everyone. Shut up all the fools who have despised us!

As if echoing the cry in Liadrin's heart, the orcs who had already assembled finally began a new move. I saw one on the left and one on the right, and two warriors who were far above the ordinary orcs walked out of the crowd and came to the front of the team.

One of them was calm, the giant axe in his hand was full of pits, it was full of scars, and the burly body did not have the bloodthirsty feeling of ordinary orc warriors, but the non-intimidating and majestic posture was enough to make everyone look sideways, and the most important thing was that when it came out, nearly half of the orcs held their breath, and their eyes were full of reverence.

The other was a one-eyed orc, the only remaining eye full of blood, holding a huge bloodstained spike in its hand, and its expression was so distorted that even the other orcs were reluctant to approach it.

Then the two orcs who came out waved their weapons at the same time and shouted loudly.

"Warriors of the Thunder King (Blood Cave) clan, charge with me!"

In the lead, the two brave orcs rushed like sharp swords towards the battle array of the dwarves and high elves, and behind them, countless orcs shouted and roared, and began to run like wild beasts, 60,000 feet trampled on the ground, and the whole ground began to rumble.

In the ranks of the alliance, Mo Wen's face changed suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on the orc holding the giant axe.

That one-eyed orc is just that, an ordinary second-rate master, with the strength of Liadrin's first-rate entry, even if he can't win, he won't be defeated, but this orc with a giant axe is actually a second-rate pinnacle figure, and it is the kind that can be promoted at any time, Liadlin is afraid that he won't be able to hold a few moves at all, let it enter the alliance's battle array, the battle array will definitely be torn out of a big hole lightly, even if the elf knights under his command can't resist it.

There is no one in the league who can oppose it now, maybe Tulayan and Uther in the future, but that is by no means now.

Without much consideration, Mo Wen came to the front of the melee team with a flicker.

"Your Highness!" Liadeline was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, but Mo Wen had already done it.

"-Hah!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wen slashed forward directly with the blue-purple sword in his hand, and the next moment countless ice picks broke through the ground, drawing a long ice line, shooting at the warrior holding the giant axe like a gun array, the piercing cold, even made the dwarves and orcs on both sides of the battlefield tremble at the same time.

Bang!

But in the face of the oncoming ice flow, the warrior holding the giant axe did not dodge or dodge, but bravely raised the giant axe in his hand, swung it down, and smashed it directly into the ice spear in front of him.

Then the ice spear in the front row shattered suddenly, turning into countless ice cubes and flying around, and the warrior holding the giant axe raised the giant axe again in the ice in the sky, waving and running wildly, and rushed towards Mo Wen without slowing down, and he was extremely brave.

Finally, after the last ice spear was also broken, it came to Mo Wen's face, and the giant axe in his hand directly slashed down.

The next moment, the axes and swords roared in unison!

Mo Wen's muscles tensed slightly, and the Ice Thunder Tribulation in his hand directly blocked the opponent's giant axe, and then in a burst of dazzling sparks, the two of them retreated at the same time, staring at each other solemnly.

"Elf, what's your name?"

Knowing that he had met an evenly matched opponent, the orc's eyes flashed with a fiery glint and he asked in an unfamiliar Terran lingua franca.

"Kael'thas. Sunstrider, prince of the High Elves, what about you, orc? ”

Mo Wen paused slightly, replied directly, and then asked rhetorically: "If you can have your current strength, you shouldn't be a nobody!" ”

The orc smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of fangs, "Thunder King, Brooks. Sarufar, - remember the name, prince of the elves, this is the one who took your life! ”

With that, the orc's blood gushed out, almost condensed into mist, and the steely muscles swelled up, and then the whole person was like a cheetah, swinging a giant axe again.

And Mo Wen was not to be outdone, the giant sword was horizontal in front of his chest, shining with a dazzling cold light.

While! While! While!

Continuous knocking, in a roar like striking iron, the two of them went back and forth, fighting again, and the strong wind that collided with each other even made no one close to the surrounding area of more than ten meters.

And at the same time as the two clashed, the orc vanguard finally reached the front of the alliance, and the orcs laughed and raised their weapons one after another, about to smash those weak elves and low dwarves to pieces.

But at this moment, a loud female voice suddenly came from the battle array of the alliance.

"Elven knights, first row, Aura of Resistance!"

Suddenly, a pale blue light shrouded the front of the line, enveloping all the dwarves and elves.

Immediately, the orcs who were excitedly brandishing their weapons felt as if they had struck on an iron plate, and those seemingly weak elves, their shields were as hard as stones, which shook the orc's own body for a while, and the swarming wave was stopped.

At the front of the team, the dwarven warriors were also pleasantly surprised to find that their bodies seemed to be more tenacious and more resistant to shocks, and they did not take a step back when they faced the orcs.

"Damn it!"

The one-eyed orc was furious when it saw this, it didn't understand what was happening, but it knew that its army was blocked.

"Give me death!"

Clapping its chest, it let out a beast-like roar, relying on its own strength, it directly flew away the dwarves and elves that stood in front of it left and right, and then slammed into the ranks of the enemy.

However, just as it was about to take a step forward, a shield stood in its way.

Touch!

After the dense sound of clubs hitting the shield, the female knight with the shield took two steps back in succession, but looking at the one-eyed orc, the corners of her mouth showed a sneer.

"Elven Knight, Aura of Strength!"

On the battlefield, a loud female voice sounded again.

The next moment, under the pale yellow light, countless orcs flew out upside down. (To be continued......)

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