For the warriors of these tribes, it was really hand-to-hand combat, face to face. But for the corpses, it shouldn't be hand-to-hand combat. They don't have any meat on them, and if they do, they're dried.

Air-dried meat without the blessing of grease is not suitable for burning, and this thing will smoke when it is burned by firewood, so the rockets that shoot at them will not do much damage to them except for the only remaining rags and pieces of clothing on their bodies, and even the Scourge soldiers who walk on the flames will not burn like torches as they imagined. This is especially true of the skeleton that remains.

The soldiers with siege ladders rushed over, these guys had learned to use tools, and they didn't rush the city by stacking corpses in the past.

The orcs obviously didn't know what was going on with them back then, so I could only hope that after a while, these brave and powerful tribal warriors would pick up their weapons and smash them directly.

The defense of the city itself occupies some geographical advantages, but this advantage is indeed effective for the living, and for the dead, this advantage is actually very weak, or very insignificant. Although our city has not been directly breached, as time goes by, our injuries will only increase, and as long as the soldiers in front are stabbed to death, leaving a gap that is not immediately blocked, then the undead soldiers who squeeze up can only be more and more.

The initial advantage is gradually being worn out, but the undead below are still crowded. In this kind of environment, the living are actually very undominant, if in the field with chariots, horses and other weapons with a strong ability to collide with them, it is fine, but now there is only hand-to-hand combat, either smash them, or be injured or killed by them.

Now is no longer the time for them to open and close their arms and throw off their weapons to their heart's content, and the range and power of the slash when they are huddled together are limited, which causes our soldiers to actually can't let go of their hands and feet.

But the big mistake has been made, and now there are only two ways, survive, or die in battle.

No one wants to die, so there is only one way to do it, and that is to be more ruthless than those dead bodies.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to do. Our walls have been breached. This attack did not mean that the orcs fled and scattered, but that a large number of undead soldiers attacked the city, and the soldiers began to retreat step by step despite the pressure.

When the undead soldiers jump off the top of the city and jump into the city, this battle is not easy!

The shamans in the army were the most powerful, but their numbers were obviously not enough, and the earth was indeed trembling, but their attacks were nothing to the numerically superior undead.

What we need now are weapons of mass destruction, or...... Magic. But the shamans didn't have enough spells other than the earthquake spell, and they did summon the little fire man, but the little fire man was directly torn apart by the undead soldiers who pounced on him.

Later, they summoned the Stone Man, and I thought this kind of thing was fine, but how hard the stone was. However, the arrival of the Death Knight completely incapacitated the stone man.

Hmph, the Death Knight is not only those from Darien and Blackebon Fortress, and the Lich King did lose some people, but that doesn't mean that he has no one under him, and even if there is no one, he can build it.

Seeing that the city is about to be completely destroyed, everyone here will die when the spirits flood through the outside of the city walls like a flood that bursts the embankment.

At first, Garrosh built a castle against the cliffs, and it was true that he would not be attacked behind him, but it was even more difficult to retreat.

Seeing that the end was about to end, the trumpet sounded again, and the Kukaron army of King Sarufar was ready. Garrosh didn't follow them, what he wanted to do was to stabilize the morale of the soldiers in the city, and his brownish-red skin was very eye-catching among the orcs.

The Kukaron soldiers burst out of the fortress, their massive wolves with armor on their heads and their claws and backs covered in armor. The biggest advantage of these mounts is their agility, and while they are not suitable for long-distance attacks, they are unmatched by any other mount on the battlefield.

Of course, it is not easy to become a qualified wolf cavalry first, especially when fighting on the battlefield, their flexible bodies are so flexible, if the person riding on it cannot cooperate perfectly with this wolf, the final result is that they can only spin in place. Although I have skeleton horses, I didn't go out with them.

In fact, now the people in our city are struggling to support, if the Kukaron troops who rushed out can't relieve the pressure of the undead soldiers rushing into the city, the people in the city are estimated to not be able to support it for too long. And...... The loss of the city gates was the most defeated part of the battle.

As soon as the city gate opened, the undead soldiers crowded outside poured in like water released by the opening of the floodgates. I was shocked, but I saw Garrosh pounce directly on him. Garrosh was indeed a formidable warrior, and the axe in his hand was a bit of a slash, but despite this, he was wounded. But even so, he did not flinch in the slightest, and the soldiers he led stubbornly resisted the undead who rushed into the city.

I've given up on using swords, and only heavy weapons are more appropriate at this point.

Smash them!

But it's not just skeleton soldiers who rush in, but also giants!

These huge creatures squeezed in from outside the city gates, and when they rushed in with axes, they didn't care about their own people around them, and even trampled the undead soldiers who were crushed under their feet. Their weapons are all large, and no one can stop them when they are smashed down, and at first, there are orc warriors who want to block them with their shields, but they are killed in an instant.

Seeing this, the minotaurs were on top, after all, they were still much taller than the orcs, although they were still incomparable to the giants, but at least they could resist them and prevent those giants from acting recklessly.

Garrosh pounced, but he was kicked straight away after he pounced. But as soon as he stood up, Abomination rushed over, and before he could stand firmly, Abomination hooked his weapon directly, and then his weapon flew away.

For a warrior, a lost weapon is a loss of life, and Garrosh chose to dodge aside when Abomination raised the axe in his other hand, but there was nothing on the ground except corpses and stumps, and these things were in the way.

As Garrosh dodged, the falling axe struck one of the warriors nearby, and his arm split from his body.

Seeing this, I rushed straight forward, and at this time, the axe in my hand didn't know where the power came from, and it directly broke the back of the hate. The fat body couldn't twist it, so I picked up the axe and hit it at the back vertebrae again, which was supposed to be thicker than my arm, but the bone was directly shattered after I cut it.

It's broken!

Abomination's waist broke, and its entire upper body lost its support, and it fell to the ground in that folded pattern. I looked up at Garrosh, who had already suffered several wounds to his chest, his eyes wide and gasping for air.

I threw the axe in my hand to him, "You're the commander!" Don't fucking die! ”

He glanced at the axe in my hand and looked at me with a slight surprise. "I won't die if you die!" He snorted.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the axe seems to be more suitable in his hand, his hands are more than mine, and this guy's shoulders are at least two turns wider than mine, and this axe can be used as a two-handed axe in his hand, but now he flies with one hand.

I saw the drops of blood flying out of his body, and at this moment he was literally transformed into a red whirlwind, he held a shield in one hand and an axe in the other, and no one could stop him. I rushed over and followed him.

All I can do is make sure this Crimson Storm's back doesn't get sneak up.

Sarufar Jr., Sarufar's son, appeared behind me, and the three of us tore a hole in the surging undead. The soldiers who followed us were like a sharp knife inserted into the enemy's formation, tearing apart the torrent of the enemy's charge, and then once their cohesion weakened, the losses in front could not be replenished in time, and they lost.

But we are under great pressure to break through the enemy's formation, we directly sacrifice this battle will lose, the tail behind us is not resisted and cut off by the enemy to make us deep in the encirclement, or we lose.

So the battle is multifaceted, and it's really not the kind that one person can destroy a legion. The number of such people is comparable to that of the sun in the sky.

The undead will generally not withdraw, and unless the commander directs the evacuation requested, they will continue to kill until the entire army is completely destroyed or completely victorious.

The undead army withdrew because the Kukaron army played a great role, and the Kukaron cavalry led by Sarufar rushed into the enemy's army and killed several death knights, and the remaining death knights began to flee when they saw that the situation was not good.

The people who are fighting in front of the battle can clearly feel whether the opposite side is gaining momentum or stalemate, powerless, whether it is retreating or suddenly loosening.

This feeling will not be particularly deep when there is a group fight in the countryside, after all, there are only a dozen people in this kind of group fight, but when these hundreds or thousands of people are together, no change can escape our eyes.

It was a really good feeling when we pushed the undead back, and Garrosh didn't let them go after chasing them out, but chased them all the way before reining in the army.

The battle was our first battle in Northrend, and the casualties were not small, but Garrosh did not stop, and immediately gathered his army and began to march deep into the interior. Sarufar and I disagree with this, but once Garrushd's mind is decided, it is very difficult to change it.

He has his own reasons, he says attack, only offense, only offense is the best defense.