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In order to demoralize the orcs, the alliance side is very clever in broadcasting the magic video to the tribe.

In the Cursed Land, because they couldn't attack it, they were trapped in the Cursed Land, and the morale of the main force of the tribe was not high. At this moment, the road was suddenly cut off, and the knowledge that the Great Chief had been defeated, for a moment, panic spread throughout the tribal camp.

"No! this must be a conspiracy of the Alliance! The Alliance is deceiving, making a fake image to fool us!"

Unfortunately, little has been achieved.

Quite simply, the main force of the Horde this time is centered on the Bloodring Clan of Kilrog*Deadeye and the Shattered Palm Clan of Kargas*Blade Fist.

These two clans, who returned from the killing battlefield, are tied for the first place among the tribes in terms of combat power. Even the clans of Thor, Thunderblade, Skull, Red Wanderer, and Chewing Bone are all first-class clans, and they are not comparable to these two clans.

Both the quality of individual soldiers and group battles are more than one level behind.

Just as the Thor clan tried to find security from their fellow Bloodring and Broken Palm, they found that the orcs of these clans were even more unbearable than them.

The war maniacs of the Shattered Palm Clan lowered their heads and said nothing.

The elite warrior of the Blood Ring Clan directly knelt on the ground and cried:

"Ancestor!

"Duke Marcus, it's not enough for you to kill the Black Hand High Chief, it's not enough to defeat Big Chief Orgrim, do you want to kill our third High Chief?"

"It's over! We're not going to beat that Duke!"

The clans of Thor and Thunderblade can only claim hegemony after the absence of several recognized strongest clans. After all, just two years had passed, and most of them had not forgotten how glorious the Blackstone and Warsong clans had been.

At this time, after word of mouth, after learning that Duke Marcus was the one who wiped out the Blackstone Clan, drove the Warsong Clan into the ravine and couldn't come back, and killed and captured the two Great Chiefs, and then looked at the dead dog-like Nao Zu in the huge mirror image, the morale of the orcs completely collapsed.

News of the orcs in chaos was quickly reached at Watchgate.

"Good chance! Let's crush the horde in one go! Let's take the lead!" Muradin* Copperbeard danced excitedly, the little man eager to recreate the glory of the Battle of the Scorching Canyon.

"Yes. "Taking advantage of the chaos to kill the enemy, this is the judgment that every qualified commander must have, and Anduin made a decision on the spot.

"Wait! The Dark Gate is a bit dangerous. During the magical interrogation, Duke stopped Lothar.

"Dangerous? But the fighter ...... Duke, you give me a convincing reason. ”

The fighter plane was fleeting, and Anduin really couldn't let go of such a great opportunity. Even if the Dark Gate recovers, as long as it can severely damage the elite of the tribe trapped here, it will definitely hit the momentum of the tribe.

Duke thought for a moment and came up with a plausible reason: "Naozu can remotely control the Dark Gate, and I haven't released his soul control yet. The magic contained in the dark door is too powerful, I am afraid that it will be dangerous, you can't press it all. ”

After all, it seems that the magic communication has been disturbed by some kind of spatial interference, and the communication has been cut off.

"What's going on?" asked Muradin.

"It's no big deal, Karazan is located on an unstable spatial rift, and magic communication failures are common. In the past, it was very hard for us to ask for Medivan, and we often had to send someone to come directly to the door. In the worst time of the past, Karazhan had to seal the tower directly because of spatial fluctuations. It's not uncommon for us to not be able to get in touch with Karazan for a year or two. Anduin was telling the truth, and since he had said so as a commander, everyone didn't ask much.

It's just that when they were ready to attack, everyone had a disagreement.

When everyone saw Anduin wearing a helmet and looking like he was going to fight, everyone quit.

"Please, Your Excellency Lothar, you are the commander-in-chief! Now is not the battle of the Scorching Canyon, the front and center formations have collapsed. Where do you need a commander to go straight to the field?" the veteran General Haas smiled and stopped Lothar.

Tulayan also persuaded in a serious manner: "Even the defeat of the chaotic enemy requires the commander to personally end the battle, doesn't it seem that our generals are too incompetent?"

"Yes, yes, you've done enough of your deeds, so let's pick up some credits for our young people. Hahahaha!" Muradin, the dead dwarf, also coaxed.

Anduin's face darkened: "Muladin, you come out for me, others can think of themselves as young people, Muladin, you old bastard is almost a hundred years old, and you are embarrassed to pretend to be tender with me." ”

Among the dwarves, Muradin, who was just a young man, did not have the consciousness of his elders at all, and remembered that he was a grandfather-level old guy among the human race, and suddenly his head shrank: "Okay, I admit my mistake." ”

Looking at everyone's momentum, they will not let themselves end, and Anduin has no choice but to be good: "Tulayan led a thousand cavalry to copy from the east, and Haas led the knights of the Mountain Eagle to copy from the west." Both sides are tentative attacks, and if the orcs are not messing around, then don't rush hard. Muradin's fire covers. ”

Tulayan and Haas saluted at the same time: "Yes." ”

Only Muradin was depressed, and his dream of a tank group charge was temporarily dashed.

Everywhere, the coalition fought back.

In Red Ridge Mountain, Reginald led Duke's private army out of the fortress and launched a charge against the Blacktooth Clan. Kill the black hand brother so much that he cries his father and calls his mother.

Tirisfal Glade, Brill. During the fierce battle between Uther and Grom, Mograine led his army to launch a counter-charge, vowing to wipe out the Warsong Clan here.

It is conceivable that after a short time, there will be good news on all fronts.

No one expected that Duke would be in big trouble.

It was right for Duke to beat Naozu into a dog, but when he was cleaning up Naozu, a mutation happened.

"No, no, I don't want to die! I don't want to die! You don't want to come—" The third-generation Great Chief was so afraid of death that he was not even as good as an orc girl.

At this moment, even the two paladins, Gavinrad and Tirio, showed disdainful eyes.

The pleasure of overthrowing such a big chief is really incomparable to that of Lothar killing the black hand, and Tulayan putting down Ogrim.

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" Neozu struggled to keep his wounded body as far away as possible from the archboss Duke.

Duke sneered: "We won't kill you." I'm just going to imprison you......"

"I don't believe you, you devil who murdered millions of orcs!" (To be continued.) )