"Charge! Rush from the side and hammer those humans to death!"
Just when the centaurs were defeated by the joint strangulation of humans, orcs, trolls and tauren, in the southeastern part of Dustwallow Marsh, the "siege" of the Stonemaul Ogres was still going on.
The chief of Stonemaul, Tygosh, waved the heavy black bone-crushing hammer in his hand. In his roar, the stupid, bulky ogres without any defensive armor rushed towards New Stromgarde almost with their bare hands.
position, but these idiots still remembered the chief's instructions. Instead of walking in a straight line, they circled the dirt on both sides of New Stromgarde and attacked the human position from both sides.
After all, the Arathi people are an army that has been confronting the Dark Blade Undead for several years and has fought with real swords and guns on the battlefield. They have also experienced the baptism of new wars. Although their firepower configuration is not as crazy as the Dark Blade Legion,
After all, they have moved here for more than a month, and the number of city defense guns is absolutely sufficient.
But the bad thing is that the cunning ogres took the swamp route and almost perfectly avoided the bombardment of the warships in the bay. Well, it may be that these fools were very lucky. In short, the fleet's naval guns could not
Accurately struck the ogre at the city gate, so under the order of General Tanred, the sailors of Kul Tiras and the Blackwater pirates who had surrendered to Stromgard used small carts to carry a dozen gates
The naval guns are sent to the rear of the position.
In the roar of artillery fire, those ogres who were not smart enough were in bad luck. The first round of artillery bombardment killed dozens of unlucky ghosts who rushed too fast, but those ogres walking on both sides of the battlefield were brutal.
The soldiers, however, took advantage of the time for the cannonballs to be reloaded, rushed across the position, and began to fight with the human soldiers.
Under the leadership of King Garin, the human knights crossed the position from time to time, rushed into the ogre group, and used their long swords to harvest the injured ogres, or those who were frightened by the explosion of the cannonballs, but those who rushed to
The ogres on the human battlefield also used brute force and crude magic to cause some trouble to the soldiers of New Stromgarde who were ill-prepared.
"Go away! Monster!"
King Garin chopped off the head of the roaring ogre in front of him with a sword, but at this time another ogre holding a thick wooden stick rushed over with a roar, and before the king could react, he used the wooden stick to
It hit the king's war horse hard on the head, and the poor beast let out a cry of grief and threw King Jialin away.
The young king was dizzy after hitting the ground, but he was quickly escorted back to the position by the knights who came to rescue him. The king gritted his teeth and wiped the wound with gauze while looking at the stupid ogre.
He carried his horse and ran back to the opposite position. The sneaky posture of the guy made the king's heart feel like there was a suffocation in his heart, and he couldn't get up or get down.
However, it was difficult to walk through the swamps on both sides of the battlefield, so the number of ogres that rushed over was not large. Under the fire of the soldiers' muskets and swords, the ogres soon screamed and ran away with their heads in their hands, and in the distance
The ogres' main formation seemed to have noticed the difficulty of this position. The chief of Stonemaul, Tegosh, no longer forced his men to charge recklessly. They stopped there, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Your Majesty, these ogres are very cunning, much smarter than the ogres in Arathi Highlands, damn it."
An old knight panted and drank some water, and said to his king:
"After they realized that we had the advantage in firepower, they hid outside the shelling area and tried to bypass the frontal position from other directions from time to time. We had to rush out to repel them."
"But in a head-on battle, the knights are not necessarily stronger than these idiots."
Garin's forehead hurt, causing the young king to grin and say:
"It takes three knights to deal with an ogre head-on, and we don't have a steam tank... If we rush out rashly, there will definitely be heavy casualties. By the way, is there any news from the crossroads?"
"Not yet."
The old knight shook his head: "What Gray Yopp has to face are the centaur barbarians who come and go like the wind. It is much more difficult for them to end the battle than it is here. Those centaurs can't do anything else. They can only escape and fight back."
His skills are top-notch.”
"ah!"
Galin depressedly punched the sandbag in front of him, gritted his teeth and said:
"If we have a steam tank unit, we don't need too many. We only need ten tanks, even a Griffin regiment..."
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Just when the battle situation reached a stalemate, a gryphon knight flying from the north suddenly appeared above the position. He jumped into the position, and without even having time to drink water, rushed to the king and told him the good news.
"Your Majesty, we won the battle at the crossroads. The orcs, trolls, and some unseen half-tauren came to help us. Now Lord Gray Yopp has sent some knights back to the castle, and those who came to help
The orcs and trolls are very fast, and they may reach the rear of the battlefield in an hour."
"How many are they?"
Garin's eyes suddenly lit up. He felt that his forehead no longer hurt. He grabbed the messenger and asked:
"Are there 2,000 people?"
“There are nearly 4,000 people from our tribe and tribesmen!”
The sentry was also very excited. Apparently, he also saw that this battle was moving in a direction beneficial to mankind.
After hearing the news from the sentry, King Garin suddenly became excited. He rubbed his hands and walked around the position. After a while, the king made up his mind. He looked back at the old knight behind him and said in a deep voice.
:
"Push the city defense artillery forward as far as possible from the woods and swamps on both sides. Don't alert those idiots. Let the knights and soldiers be ready to charge. Once reinforcements arrive, we will attack from both sides. Those ogres will definitely not expect it.
We have reinforcements... With artillery and knights charging, they will definitely be at a loss. At that time, it will be our chance."
"But Your Majesty! Those are the Horde! Orcs... do you really trust them?"
The old knight is a complete veteran of two orc wars. He once followed General Danas and chased the orcs to the Burning Plains. He witnessed the defeat of the tribe and the damage caused by these invaders to the human empire.
, in the heart of a veteran like him, humans and orcs can never stand together, and the blood feud between the two cannot be washed away.
But Garin... Garin is different from the old knights. He is a young man of the new generation. In his time, orcs and humans have been separated from each other across the sea. Although he has also experienced the orc war, in any case, in the
When he ascended the throne as king, the seeds of peace had already been planted in the confrontation between Lothar and Orgrim. Maybe it would take a long time for this seed to take root, but no matter what, what Garin pretended to be in his heart was
Greater purpose.
Because his inner yearning is high enough, there is still room for peace in his heart.
"The empire has failed, Knight Commander Aldrin. Times have changed. When the empire was crumbling, the orcs helped divert our people. They are still coming to help us now. The Arathi people are never ungrateful. Arathi
People are never afraid of peace..."
The king looked at the ogres ahead who were about to attack again, and he said in a deep voice:
"I know that the blood feud between the two sides is difficult to eliminate, but at least for now... we have to think about the people in the city. I decided to accept their goodwill. If you don't agree... you can go to the rear of the position and pretend
I didn’t see it. If those old and immortal nobles want to accuse me or even depose me, then let them do it!”
The young king's rare tough stance made the knights around him fall silent. After a moment, the old knight shook his head:
"If your Majesty, who I am loyal to, has the awareness to shoulder such a heavy mission, then what reason do I have to stop you? But I still don't trust those orcs, those barbarians... I will supervise them!"
"Let's talk about these words after the battle is over!"
Galin waved his hand, and the knights behind him immediately walked towards the castle with only half of the city wall, and began to move the artillery forward in accordance with the king's request.
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"There it is! See it? Those ogres, they're cutting down the trees!"
With the support of the voodoo secrets of the troll Vol'jin, the leader of the reinforcements coming from behind hid in the forest, watching the strange actions of the ogres several kilometers away, and the water rippling in front of them like a basin of water.
In the picture, some stupid ogres were cutting wood under the instructions of a few guys dressed as ogre wizards, and behind them, there were some strange devices erected.
"This is...this is the kind of engineering tool that the old tribe often used!"
Garrosh only glanced at it before shouting: "I saw this stupid thing in the Nagrand Grassland when I was a child. It only needs strong enough trees to operate."
"Well, it does look like a stone thrower."
Vol'jin touched his fangs and said to the others:
"Trolls also use these things when they fight, but ogres... I have never heard of ogres using these things."
"Are they planning to attack the city?"
Thrall's eyes widened. He turned back to look at Gray Yopp and the human knights who were standing aside. The orc shouted loudly:
"Hey, does your city have a wall? These ogres are preparing siege engines!"
"Um?"
Gray Yopp's expression immediately became serious. He glanced at the orcs and trolls. After a moment, he shook his head:
"The city wall has not been completed yet, but the ogres were probably stopped by the artillery... We have to speed up!"
"Then let's go!"
Garrosh dusted himself off and said to the others:
"I want to finish this battle as soon as possible. I still want to go back and rest."
He deliberately glanced at Gray Yopp:
"I don't think these humans have any intention of letting us eat."
"Arathi people are never ungrateful. Orcs... we still have a meal and a bed."
A human knight couldn't help but retorted. At Gray Yopp's order, the knights quickly got on their horses, and the orcs and trolls also got on their mounts. The tall tauren could not march quickly, so
He stayed at the crossroads to help the human defenders eliminate the centaurs there, and also took advantage of the opportunity of victory to eradicate the Kokar Centaur tribe entrenched in the barren land.
From today on, the Barrens will probably not be too quiet. The arrival of humans not only broke the distribution of forces here, but also brought a new wind of war to Kalimdor.
"For the tribe! Charge!"
Garrosh took the lead and rushed from the forest behind to the group of ogres who were assembling slings. He waved kerosene in his hand, and while the wolf roared, the pungent oil fell hard on the ground.
On the pile of wood that had just been cut down, Thrall, who was following him, waved his finger, and the flames of the elements danced and stained the oil stains. The next moment, a large pile of wood was ignited with the fire splashing.
Fire shot into the sky.
"They're coming!"
Galin, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, suddenly jumped above the position and pointed his finger fiercely at the battlefield ahead:
"Bombardment! Bombardment, drive these barbarians out!"
"Boom boom boom"
In the shadows on both sides of the position, the projectiles fired by the sudden firing of artillery immediately plunged the ogres on the front line into chaos. At the moment when the light of the artillery fire tore through the darkness, under the leadership of Garin,
The knights of Stromgard crossed the position, and the infantry at the rear also grabbed their weapons and followed the knights and launched a charge.
On the side of the Stonemaul ogres, the three sudden attacks put the ogres, who had poor discipline, into a dilemma like headless flies. No matter how much Tagosh shouted, the ogres on the front line were beaten.
The demons still retreated subconsciously. Their retreat also disrupted the front line behind them. Coupled with the ferocious orcs' crazy destruction in the rear, the fire that ignited blocked the ogres' retreat path.
"Don't run! Roar! Don't run!"
Tagosh's two heads roared at the same time. He swung the bone-crushing hammer and struck the head of the ogre running around him. The cruel blood and minced meat flew everywhere, but for the barbarians,
Once the overall formation is destroyed, no matter how brutal the leader is, it will be difficult to restore the decline. Moreover, the human soldiers put the smaller-caliber naval guns on the wooden carts and pushed them all the way. Every time they passed a certain distance, they would
After firing a few cannons, the entire ogre formation was thrown into chaos amidst the constant roaring shell attacks.
"Go! Go! A bunch of idiots!"
Seeing that the situation had turned to the worst, Tagosh rolled his three eyes and planned to evacuate the battlefield with the guards around him. However, just as Tagosh was killing the ogres in chaos,
When he was making a bloody path, in front of him, before the road leading to the depths of Dustwallow Swamp, Garin, who was covered in blood, had already led a group of knights to block his way out.
"Bang"
A long sword was inserted into the ground in front of Tagosh. Galin, who was riding a horse, took a step forward. He looked at the tall ogre leader:
"I want to challenge you! Idiot, you attacked our defense line stupidly, I won't let you go so easily!"
"Come on, end this battle in your ogre way!"
"The winner takes everything, the loser loses everything! Do you dare to accept it?"
