The Ogre Empire once had a glorious history, and the natural two-headed let him show unparalleled talent in witchcraft, but the base of the two-headed ogre was too small, and the constraints of the population made them unable to achieve great development, until Gul'dan used the power of the Storm Altar to forcibly synthesize the two-headed ogre, so that the two-headed ogre wizard achieved mass production, which led to the later powerful ogre wizard empire, as the secret of the storm altar was lost in the dust of history, the ogre wizard army was also sealed, and the huge ogre empire fell apart, if it were not for the continuation of the bloodline of a very small number of two-headed ogres, barely inheriting the civilization of the ogre tribe, maybe this race has been reduced to a beast. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But it is undeniable that the strength of the ogre monolith is almost no less powerful than that of low-level demonic beasts, and even the untrained ordinary yellow-skinned ogre tribe is enough to rival the Bronze Legion of any race.

The garrison looked at the Stone Fist tribe under the city wall hatefully, "Uncivilized beasts, I really don't understand what to think, and I can't fight them, so I have to come over and send people to the head every time." ”

But it's obvious that the ogres are playing for real, in the past they were always swarming up in a noisy manner, and after being killed, the stupid ogres will immediately collapse in morale and flee in all directions, this tribe obviously has some military training, has the temperament of the army, and can be said to be as immobile as a mountain, so that the garrison in the city feels a heavy pressure, and relies on complaining to relieve tension.

After dawn, the city wall guard looked at the black ogre army in front of him, and could no longer calm down, these nearly a thousand ogre warriors can be said to be the sum of all the ogre warriors in the Arathi Heights, even the 8-meter-high city wall can't give him a sense of security, and he ran to the lord to report the danger.

Hearing his report, the middle-aged knight De Ma frowned, feeling very strange: "This is a desperate posture with us"

Dallas, who had woken up a long time ago, had been pretending to be asleep because of the great humiliation, and when he heard the ogre hitting the door, he couldn't help but jump up: "How can this be reasonable, deceive me that there is no one in the Tolbaine family? ”

Seeing Dallas recovering, Delma smiled slightly: "Young Master may wish to cultivate at home, I think there must be something strange about this matter, under the protection of the city wall, these ogre warriors are just the live targets of our musket legion, it is pointless to take a pile of human heads, unless there are ten times more ogres to blow up the chambers of our musketeers, but numerical superiority has always been the strength of our human beings, there are really a large number of enemies, the old lord can bring people from the refuge valley at any time to attack back and forth, or let me go out and see." ”

Dallas didn't insist anymore, his father had entrusted the superintendent to Delmar before he went to the Valley of Refuge, and he had to listen to him: "Okay, Uncle has a chance to let me go out to warm up and go to bad luck, if it weren't for that death knight's trick, how could I lose that day"

Delmar is an old-fashioned one, and said with a straight face: "Losing is losing, winning is winning, even luck is a kind of strength, not to mention that there is no chance to start over again on the battlefield, the young master's lesson this time is not light, if you don't understand correctly, next time you may lose not your face, but your life." ”

Dallas is a smart man, and said with a smile: "Anla, I haven't met an opponent for too long, careless, he is destined to become a stepping stone for me to reach the top, and the next time I meet him, I will become an unsurpassable shadow in his heart." ”

The cold wind is howling, the ancient city wall depicts the glory of the past, as the last fig leaf of the ancient capital of the human race, covering up the sin and humiliation, after the lords have moved away, it has become a city of sin, a den of rebellion, only the last blood of Arathi is left to guard the glory of the Emperor alone, human beings are such a race that is good at forgetting.

"Pull the big guy out, level this ancient wall for me, and hold us back for many years, so that my great son of the god of war, the ogre, will survive like a beast. The two-headed ogre leader, Stone Fist, swung his fist fiercely forward.

Soon, the ogre army of Wu Yang divided into four avenues, and the mighty ogre warriors withdrew from the four roads with 8 hideous magic crystal cannons, and the average height of the powerful ogre warriors had reached 2.5 meters, and the barrel of the magic crystal cannon was actually level with the ogre warriors, not to mention the one-meter caliber barrel that was thicker than the ogre's head, and the clumsy ogre warriors aimed the barrels at the ancient city walls indiscriminately, and fired in the frightened expressions of the defenders of the city.

Boom, boom, the earth shook like the mountains, and the entire ancient capital seemed to be shaken three times, if it weren't for the fact that the ancient city wall had not been formally repaired for thousands of years, if it weren't for the oversized magic crystal cannon specially customized by the goblins for the ogre, if it weren't for the fact that Dalaran's mage group left the ancient capital and couldn't even build a magic defense enchantment, today's ancient capital would not have fallen into the hands of the ogre, if the ogre had not laid down the ancient capital, they would not have been able to get the inheritance of the strongest witchcraft master under the Emperor Arahi, light up the two-headed ogre technology tree, and rebuild the ogre empire, there would not be so many ifs in lifeThe occurrence of all major events is inherently composed of countless accidents.

At the moment of the collapse of the city walls, the musket regiments guarding the city were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses, a large number of musketeers died among the ruined boulders, and the original impregnable defense line of Riptide City was shattered, and the station of the Torbain family was as weak as a virgin stripped naked, waiting for the ravages of the ogre army.

The sound of "enemy attack" and "enemy attack" made the whole battlefield even more panicked, but fortunately, the mainstay of Riptide City, the Derma Knight arrived at the scene in time, and took his subordinate Cerriyok Knight, his right and left hand, the man who was originally destined to become the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, is now the deputy head of the Silver Hand stationed in Riptide City.

The blood-red fist represents strength, as the emblem of the Torbain family, inscribed with the bravery and nobility of human nature, and has been hung in the most prominent position of the ancient city wall, inspiring countless warriors of Riptide to defend glory and death without fear of war, and now it is also submerged in the boulder.

"Today, for the sake of the great god of war, ogre warriors, kill" Stone Fist, who had already been unable to hold back the killing intent, issued the final charge order, and the ogre warriors chased after the fleeing musket army like a group of tigers returning to the mountain, and the sporadic resistance was soon drowned under the ogre's mace, and the musket army was defeated.

Fortunately, the old and strong Delmar Knights sat in the center, bringing confidence and courage to the panicked human soldiers, under the calm command of the Delmar Knights, groups of Terran infantry holding the banner of Riptide City, slowly gathered into a phalanx, these Terran infantry formed a phalanx like a turtle, stubbornly resisted the impact of the ogre torrent, and bought precious time for the surviving musketeers to retreat.