"The power of holy light in his body is still exciting!"

Listening to the admiration, Lothar was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud, feeling a little proud in her heart, and said, "It turns out that His Highness Kael'thas has also heard of the name of the Holy Knight of the Silver Hand of our Terran Race!" Although it is not as mysterious as the magic of your elves, I have to say that the power of these paladins is still very strong! ”

After all, he is also a high-level person of the Terran race, and he was despised by several high elves who came, and Lothar said in his heart that it was impossible not to nest fire, but firstly, the elves were allies, and he was not good at saying anything, and secondly, there was nothing that could be done, compared to strength, appearance, lifespan, and unity, the Terrans were completely exploded by the elves in almost all aspects, so they could only swallow their anger, and at this time, seeing Mo Wen praising the paladin, he didn't show off.

It's just that looking at Lothar's smug expression, Liadrin, who was behind Mo Wen, frowned, took a step forward, and was about to say something, after all, in her opinion, the elven knight system developed by His Royal Highness their prince would not be weaker than the paladin.

But Mo Wen quietly waved her hand to stop her, after all, now is not the time to expose the elven knights, after all, although the silver hand of the human race was established at this time, the number is only a few hundred, Mo Wen doesn't want to finally become his own melee force to go to the front line of the war with the beasts, although the elven knights are powerful, but the cannon fodder is still handed over to the human race!

Receiving Mo Wen's hint, Liadline could only retreat resentfully, watching Lothar triumphantly introduce the Silver Hand Paladin to her prince.

However, it seemed that luck had not been on Lothar's side, and before he could say a few words, Tulayan, who had left before, hurried back again.

"Your Excellency, Commander. There was movement on the orc's side, and a large number of orcs had landed in the hills of Hillsbrad. I'm afraid those guys are coming for real this time! ”

Lifting the curtain with one hand, Tulayan's expression at this time was extremely stern. Although his expression was solemn, he did not have the slightest sense of worry, and he was worthy of Lothar's previous evaluation of him.

Listening to Tulayan's words, Lothar's brows furrowed, and he glanced at Mo Wen apologetically, and the latter understood, shook his head slightly, and said indifferently: "Lord Lothar doesn't have to take care of us, the troops of the High Elves are ready." You can participate in the battle at any time! ”

Lothar suddenly felt relieved when he heard this, just now he was really worried that the elves would need time to rest and recuperate when they came from afar, so he would be passive to the alliance, and at this time, he was relieved of Mo Wen's protection, and he thought about it, with the average strength of the elves and the number of mages in the team, it should be his own side if he really needs to worry about the ability to continue fighting.

Taking a deep breath, Lothar considered the question of her tribe. Shen Sheng asked Tulayan, "Why were the orcs able to land from the Hillsbrad Hills?"

What about Admiral Prodmore, didn't he guarantee that the orcs would not be able to cross the sea from any other point than the Sadol Bridge? ”

Hearing this, Tulayan smiled bitterly and explained, "Lord Commander, I'm afraid that Lord Prodmore can't do anything about this matter. The green-skinned maniacs built a number of small wooden boats and forced them across the sea, although Kutilas' fleet sank many of them. But in the end, they landed smoothly! ”

"What?" Lothar's face changed slightly, and then he said in a deep voice, "These crazy people. Then they don't care about supplies, they don't care about their own back? How dare they! ”

The bitterness on Tulayan's face was even stronger. Some astringent voices said: "I'm afraid those greenskins really didn't think about this, they decided that they would definitely win, as long as they can defeat us, then supplies and back roads will not be a problem!" ”

"These green-skinned brutes! How dare you underestimate us! Lothar gritted his teeth, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes, but he also had to admit that the commander of the tribe really had a hand, after breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, on the contrary, the alliance side did not have an advantage in terms of geography, they must rush to the Hillsbrad Hills to intercept the orc troops before they dared to start the operation, otherwise, the entire Hillsbrad Hills would be the granary of the tribe, from where Dalaran, Guinness, Alterac and even Lordaeron were in danger of being broken by the orcs in one fell swoop, Moreover, the Sador Bridge must also be guarded by troops, otherwise if the tribes attack the west, the Lordaeron Continent will really become their backyard.

After all, he was a veteran of a hundred battles, and after only a few moments, Lothar made a decision, "Tulayan, tell the order, leave 20,000 soldiers, and the rest of the troops are ready, we are going to the Hillsbrad Hills!" ”

Then I saw him solemnly bow to Mo Wen and said, "Your Highness Kael'thas, I'm afraid we need your help this time!" ”

Mo Wen nodded and returned the salute, "This is our responsibility as allies, you don't have to, the only descendant of the former Emperor Soladin!" ”――

Three days later, the hills of Hillsbrad, the rolling hills, were full of Union soldiers, silver helmets and silver armor, like a white ocean, and the swords in their hands glowed with a little cold light in the hot sun. In three days, a full 60,000 troops, with the help of the elven mage, galloped all the way from Fadil Bay to this green hill, and now they were facing a full 40,000 tribal troops.

With green skin, black armor, and bloodthirsty eyes, they looked like beasts waiting to be hunted in the wilderness from a distance, and these tribes from another world did not flinch in the face of numerical inferiority.

The sea of black and white, the entire battlefield was exceptionally silent at this time, and both the alliance and the orcs held their breath and waited quietly.

The breeze swept up the dead leaves and swirled slowly, but it could not blow away the almost frozen solemn atmosphere.

Life or death, victory or defeat, a qiē will soon be clear.

At the front of the coalition army, on a small hill, the blue and gold lion flag was hoisted high, nearly a thousand knights gathered in one place, and the white-haired commander of Lothar rode on a tall warhorse, looking coldly at the enemy in front of him, especially the tall orc with a giant hammer standing at the front of all the orc ranks.

"Orgrim. Destroy the hammer of miè, today is your death! ”

Lothar whispered, and suddenly rode out, facing the sixty thousand Alliance soldiers, and raised the sword in his hand.

"For our family! For our country! For our race! - Kill! ”

A loud voice spread throughout the battlefield, and the Duke of Lothar rushed to the orc camp without hesitation.

Behind him, Tulayan and a brown-haired knight, both of whom were lit up with a rich holy light at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, guarded Lothar's side like beacons, and the three of them rushed forward like arrows.

"-Kill!"

The next moment, the horses neighed, and in a roar, the knights charged in unison, sword and hammer in hand, and rushed towards the center of the enemy battle formation like a torrent with the roar of horses' hooves.

"-Kill!"

Then came the Terran soldiers, 60,000 soldiers, raising their weapons like the waves of the sea, taking their own steps and running, the swarming white almost drowning for a qiē.

At the same time, the orcs battled in array.

The tall orc at the front of the line raised his black hammer and pointed at the galloping Alliance troops.

"-Roar!"

Roaring like wild beasts, the orcs standing in place immediately rushed frantically like wild horses on the loose, and the earth began to tremble under the trampling of countless green soles.

With bloodthirsty madness in their red eyes and cold weapons thirsty for blood, the orcs charged directly at the Terrans.

"-Put! Show these greenskins the power of our High Elves! ”

Behind the Terrans, Aurelia's eyes flashed with a cold light, and with her order, the marchers raised their bows and arrows, drew their bows and arrows, and the next moment a piece of pitch-black arrows slashed through the sky, piercing straight into the ranks of the orcs like a torrential rain.

Wailing and roaring, accompanied by a splash of blood, the orcs who rushed in front fell down one by one like wheat, and then they were trampled into pulp by the partners behind them, and the entire charging formation of the beast clan also stagnated.

"Aim at those archers, these elven archers have a much longer range than those of the Terrans!"

The orcs also reacted quickly, and on a heavily protected hill, an orc wearing a white bone mask and looking very eerie raised the skull in his hand.

Under its command, the orcs behind it who were faintly glowing with black gas raised their hands almost at the same time, and one by one the black arrows gathered in their hands, and then shot towards the position of the distant travelers in unison, and at the same time, with a move in the hands of these orcs, one by one red imps appeared beside them, and the imps began to throw out the flaming arrows in their hands with screams, not only that, but several of the orcs began to chant for a long time, looking at the elves with bloodthirsty desire.

Orc warlocks, in previous wars, they have been on a par with the Terran mages, and even occasionally have the upper hand, but unfortunately, their enemies this time are different.

Looking at the overwhelming rain of black and red arrows, standing in the mage team, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth showed a sneer.

"First team, eighty yards ahead, ice barrier!"

Nearly five hundred elven mages chanted in unison, mana converged, and above the team of the Far Travelers, a thick ice barrier condensed out of thin air, and countless shadow arrows and flame arrows hit it, sizzling, but they were never able to step across the thunder pool.

When it comes to magic, although the Terran mages are not weak, they are better than the elves who are still flooded with mages compared to the large-scale use of war magic.

After the ice barrier, almost without a word, another team of five hundred elven mages began to chant, and several people joined forces, and huge fireballs began to slowly form in front of them.

Target - Orc Warlock! (To be continued......)

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