"Is something wrong?" Grom, who was overseeing the construction of the sentry defenses, immediately turned around when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

The scout took a few deep breaths in quick succession to ease his emotions: "It's the Alliance, the Alliance of the Watch Fort is pouring out and is hurrying in the direction of the Dark Gate. ”

"How many?" Grom's brows tightened.

"More than a column of warriors, plus a whole group of cavalry and paladins, plus a few hundred musketeers and griffin knights, and more than three squadrons of elven archers and rangers. The more he spoke, the scout's face became more and more difficult to look at.

On the other hand, the hell roared, but the expression on his face was very rich.

"Deliver my orders, gather everyone, get ready, and be ready to abandon your stronghold at any moment. The Scout was stunned by Hell's roaring order, but the order was like a mountain, and the latter nodded and immediately trotted away.

It's not that Grom is instigated, but in the face of tens of thousands of alliance establishments, the manpower he brought is too shabby. Moreover, their purpose was not to defend the Dark Gate, as long as they could attract the attention of the Alliance and create a chance for that person to enter Draenor, then he would have successfully completed his mission.

Besides, orcs are not very good at city defense operations compared to offense. Abandoning the stronghold, the orcs in the wilderness have more threat and room to play.

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However, Grom still underestimated the fighting power of the alliance.

With the foundation and experience of previous victories, the alliance has long since deepened the training of troops in response to the fighting style of the orcs. Yes, your orc's individual combat ability is very strong, whether it is a human, a dwarf or an elf, one-on-one is sure to lose. But, if one can't win, I'll play two, and if two can't win, I'll go to three, and no matter how bad it is, I'll get together a table of mahjong.

In particular, the sons of Lothar, who were on the front line, perfectly implemented the orders and prohibitions of militarized management under high pressure.

Relying on the unattainable execution power of the orcs, the huddle tactics of the sons of Lothar reaped the living power of the Warsong clan step by step. In addition to the flank encirclement and interference of cavalry, the aerial strikes of griffin knights, and the long-range support of musketeers and archers, the battlefield is interspersed with elven ranger sneak attacks. The long-term cooperative training has enabled the Sons of Lothar to maximize the tacit cooperation of multiple races.

Faced with the enemy's step-by-step approach, Grom was horrified to find that the situation on the battlefield had taken a turn for the worse. As a last resort, he could only order the wolf cavalry to fight to the death, tearing a hole in the alliance's formation, and then immediately evacuated the stronghold with his subordinates.

The temporary victory did not blind the eyes of the Sons of Lothar, and after a night of pursuit that drove the Warsong Clan to a remote corner of the Cursed Lands, Khadgar decisively ordered a retreat and quickly assembled in front of the Dark Gate.

"So, are we going to enter the orc world next?" Due to the excitement in his heart, Danas didn't even have time to clean the orc blood from his body.

"Hah, then I'm going to have to kill them all. Kudran grabbed his bushy beard and swung his hammer excitedly.

"Calm down, once we set foot in Delaenau, we will encounter a fierce counterattack from the enemy at any time. Seeing that the two of them were about to dance, Tulayan couldn't help but helplessly hold his forehead. At the same time, his gaze subconsciously moved to the elven ranger.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but since the orcs invaded again, Aurelia's originally cold and heavy face like dead ashes has become more vibrant. Perhaps, she was also rejoicing in being able to slash the enemy.

As everyone knows, Goodman on the side has quite an objection to this.

The young knight stood straight, and his stiffness was evident even from his back alone. I don't blame him, the burning gaze behind him for weeks has made him have nightmares for days in a row.

Ignoring the agitated crowd behind him, Khadgar took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes after carefully examining the dark door.

The residual power of the Staff of Sargeras had expanded the rift several times over, and with this and the Staff of Aetiesh, Khadgar was confident enough to reopen it.

Seeing Khadgar raise his staff, the crowd behind him was suddenly silenced, and everyone's eyes were on the mage on the top of the stairs.

Soon, a purple hurricane visible to the naked eye rose from Khadgar's feet, becoming more surging and raging as time passed.

The arcane energy reached its peak, and Khadgar let out a low sigh and swung his staff forward a little harder. I saw that the hurricane suddenly turned into a long purple dragon, roaring towards the center of the dark gate.

Rumble——!

A loud thunderous roar endured under the dim sky. The majestic arcane energy was like two huge invisible palms, tearing and expanding the rift. In the blink of an eye, a dark vortex that quickly filled the entire dark portal appeared in everyone's eyes.

Behind the whirlpool, it seems to contain the endless universe, and the ever-changing bright galaxy deeply shocks everyone's hearts.

"For the Alliance!" Seeing Khadgar nod, Tulayan immediately raised his broken sword and led the way into the gate with a roar.

The shouts that reached into the sky seemed to light the fuse, and tens of thousands of Alliance soldiers shouted and poured into the Dark Gate. Their shouts of killing are not only announcing their arrival to Draenor, but also their determination to protect this land and this world.

Goodman couldn't hold back for a long time, and rushed in with Tulayan in no particular order. With a familiar feeling of dizziness fleeting, the vision in front of him suddenly became wider.

The dizzying barren terracotta was soaked in blood, and the barren land as far as the eye could see was littered with severely weathered bones. Under the dim sky, there are no animals or plants.

Except for the stunned orcs at the front of the stairs.

Goodman, who had long been tormented by Aurelia's gaze, ignored the follow-up troops, shouted, and threw his shield forward directly.

The golden light attached to the shield at an extremely fast speed, and with an increasingly sharp whistling, the holy light propelled the shield to a terrifying speed. Listening to a few scalp-numbing collisions, the Avenger's Shield relied on its terrifying power to directly smash the brains of several orcs nearby, and then accurately returned to Goodman's hands.

Such a dramatic attack succeeded in provoking the fury of the orcs, who immediately roared out of the stronghold and launched a fierce assault on the influx of Draenor Coalition soldiers.

Turayan raised the broken sword, and with an imperceptible whisper of prayer, golden light suddenly filled the entire sword. After a while, I saw that Quelzaram, who had been broken by Orgrim, had actually reassembled the broken sword body with the help of the power of the Holy Light.

Picking up his golden greatsword, Tulayan slashed the orc soldiers as if they were in a no-man's land.

Goodman repelled the attacking orcs with a shield and cut off the head with his sword, and couldn't help but look at Tulayan's side. War is cruel, it not only brings destruction and suffering, but also forces everyone to desperately become stronger in order to escape the fate of being crushed by this meat grinder.

The changes in Tulayan over the past few years are not described in quick terms, but exaggerated.

The emotion only lingered on Goodman's face for a moment, and the chaos of the battlefield urged him to concentrate and continue to join the fight against the orcs.

However, despite the short time, Aurelia, who had always kept her attention on him, still caught the moment of change in her expression.

Sample, put me here to pretend, this is showing your feet, right?

The corners of his mouth curled uncontrollably, and the ranger's fingers loosened, and the galloping arrow easily pierced the eyebrows of the orcs in the distance.

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