Chapter 797: Gammar Soars Gamal Kills
Ever since Sarren arrived in the Shadow Realm, every Marquis he'd met had the same assessment of Gamar.
Stupid pig.
Saljan didn't know how the contempt came from, and he hadn't seen the rare high intelligence of the Abominable Marquis with his own eyes, so it was hard to jump to conclusions.
Sarjan's wish to see Gamar was soon granted.
I don't know if the usurper has planted a high-ranking spy in the barracks of the warlord's faction, not long after Kexus set out, Gamar hysterically took the initiative to launch a crazy counterattack.
The strength of the Creation Secret Academy is the construction of various war weapons and fortifications, and in terms of combat effectiveness alone, they are only stronger than the Sharp Eye Secret Academy engaged in intelligence and the withered Secret Academy engaged in logistics, and they are not the opponents of the Soul Selection Secret Academy and the Ritual Secret Academy at all.
Sindani is very good at serving water, and the troops she allocates to the sages account for exactly 50% of the total strength of the Ritual Secret Academy, so she bets accurately.
With the assistance of this group of elite lichs, the Creation Secret Academy has been galloping on the battlefield for a long time with the assistance of war weapons, and even opened with the Soul Selection Secret Academy for a time.
But this is just an illusion after all, because the Soul Chosen Secret Academy did not move the real character at all, and only sent a newly promoted baron to command part of the troops, and it was more to use this actual combat training to train troops.
When Kexus took over the command himself, the situation that had been fairly balanced changed in an instant, and Gamar's side had little room to fight back.
It's not that Durotan lacks the ability to lead troops.
One thing to say, in the orc tribe, there are only two and a half people who can really be called skilled in the art of war.
That half is the first generation of the Great Chieftain's black hand, and the normal black hand is quite charismatic as a leader, and his personal strength is also very strong, and he can subdue many unruly clan chiefs, including Grom Hellroar.
It's a pity that the black hand is just a puppet chief raised by Guldan, and many times he can't be the master of the general direction of the development of the tribe, so he can only be counted as half.
The other two are Durotan and Orgrim, who were frequent guests in the city of Deleni when they were teenagers and received formal military instruction.
Orgrim's vision of the big picture and his military command skills have been evident in the years of war between the Horde and the Alliance.
Durotan's son, the future savior shaman, Thrall, studied under Orgrim and learned the art of war and an open view of the big picture.
Compared to Orgrim, Durotan also has a superior strategic vision, and taking the Frostwolf Clan away from strife is a prime example.
When the orcs who invaded Azeroth lost the catalyst of demonic blood, became tired and lazy, and were overwhelmed by the human army, the Frostwolf clan settled peacefully in the snowy mountains of Alterac and lived a life without conflict.
If it weren't for the future Copperbeard Dwarves wanting to develop the Alterac Valley, it would not be so easy for the Alliance to discover the Frostwolf Clan living in seclusion in the snowy mountains.
Durotan saw the dangers of the tribe before Orgrim, and as long as Gul'dan was in power, the tribe could not truly be free, and the so-called Great Chief was nothing more than a puppet in the hands of a group of manipulating warlocks.
If it was only for the sake of his own clan, Durontan had no need to risk informing Orgrim that he could hide in the snowy mountains and raise the young Guyin with his wife.
However, for the sake of the future of the entire orc race, Durotan embarked on this journey with an unknown future despite the danger, and eventually lost his life because of it.
From the Alliance's point of view, Durotan would definitely be a difficult enemy if he hadn't died.
But in the eyes of the orcs who know the inside story, Durotan is undoubtedly the hero of the tribe, and it is precisely because of these intangible legacies that he left behind that Thrall's future ascension to the position of Great Chief will be so logical.
After the departure of Kessus, command of the battlefield was transferred back to Durotan, and Sarjan finally met the legend of the orc tribe in the Central Military Ledger.
The Frostwolf Clan is one of the few orc clans that has not drunk the blood of demons, and Durotan's skin color is the most primitive brown of the orcs known as the Children of the Rock.
He carried a large double-sided battle axe in his hand, and his muscles were knotted, and his appearance alone looked full of power.
Unlike the other orcs Salian had seen, Durontan wore a snow-white wolfskin shawl.
The shawl did not remove the wolf's head, the wolf's mouth opened to cover his forehead, and the wolf's teeth in the wolf's mouth still looked sharp.
This unique shawl adds even more wildness to Durotan.
Durotan was still panting for breath after retiring from the battlefield, and his soul body was scarred, apparently having just experienced a difficult battle.
Without the suppression of Kexus, the Marquis of Akalek, who was not strong in frontal combat alone, had a very difficult time fighting against the powerful Gamar.
Durotan was also involved in the fight, and even if he didn't play as the main attacker, he was left with a lot of wounds on his body.
Akarek, who had returned with Durontan, was not injured, but he seemed to be tired.
"Huh~" Akalek sat down at the round table a little depressed: "That stupid pig doesn't know what is crazy, it's like he will be dragged into the slaughterhouse tomorrow, and he fights completely regardless of defense." ”
A thief whose expertise is assassination and stealth, Akalek can't match the likes of Gamal and Caixus in frontal combat on battlefields that can easily command thousands of men.
To give a very realistic example, Cexus can use his high rage to give him defensive power to withstand the loss on the battlefield.
Akalek, who only wears light armor, will not be able to dodge the arrows, and will be distracted by the poor battlefield environment.
If Sarren's plan succeeds, the Secret House of Creation will become a true loner.
Without the magical assistance provided by the lich of the Ritual Secret Courtyard, the Creation Secret Courtyard could not resist the fierce impact of the Soul Selection Secret Courtyard at all, and it was only a matter of time before the fortress was breached.
Perhaps it was for this reason that Gamar went on a mad rampage, trying to make a way out of Kexus's diplomacy before it progressed.
…… Let's consider it a diplomatic activity, albeit by force.
The strength and endurance of the abomination undead construct were astonishing, and Akalek barely managed to block Gamar's first onslaught with Durontan's assistance.
With his racial talent, it only took ten minutes for Gamar to regain his strength and begin to take the lead on the battlefield again, while Durotan and Akalek's hands were still trembling a little from overexertion.
In their current state, going to the battlefield and fighting Gamar again is tantamount to killing themselves.
Caixus is out, Akalek is out of force, and Stradama is exempt due to injury.
In the case that the three Marquis of Madroxus were unable to play, they could only be temporarily topped by Sarren's team.
Sallian had a lot of topics to talk about with Durotan, but it was clearly not the right time.
After handing over Durotan and Akalek, Saljan walked out of the barracks with three confidantes and truly stepped into the tragic battlefield near the Theater of the Wounded and Dead.
Gamar was very conspicuous on the battlefield, the giant abomination more than 5 meters tall was wielding a battle axe and chainblade to kill, and no one on the battlefield could stop him.
The stitches on Gamar's body were very visible, and unlike other abominations with multiple hands, Gamar only had two large and powerful hands, and almost every blow could render a soldier incapacitated.
Sarean's brow furrowed, and he pulled out the Valagaral twin swords from behind his back and took a deep breath.
"We can't let him continue to be so rampant, otherwise the formation will be crushed by this giant beast sooner or later."
After reaching the demigod realm, he already has the ability to change the situation of the entire battle with a single soldier.
If there is no opponent in the same position to stop him, Gamar alone can break through the encirclement net, and then affect the entire situation on the battlefield.
Sarlian solemnly looked at Onexia who was moving his arms: "One, you are the protagonist of this battle. ”
"Don't fight too aggressively, first carefully test Gamar's combat effectiveness, and we will do our best to assist you."
Onexia nodded solemnly: "I'll be careful." ”
There is also a power gap between demigods and demigods, such as Maloon and Cenarius.
Father and son are both demigods, but their strength is very different.
Gamar, who was mixed with Madroxus, was extremely experienced in combat, and Onexia, who often fished, was still very immature compared to him, and she had little confidence in her heart.
Valilla patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't panic, we will help you later, our task is only to hold Gamar back, there is no need to fight him head-on." ”
Stellagosa had already taken out her Meteor Staff, and seeing that Gamar was about to break through the defense, she started by pressing five times the gravity on Gamar with one move, temporarily restricting his evil activities.
Saljan clenched his swords and reminded loudly, "Concentrate! The battle is on! ”
"Oni! Let's go first! ”