Looking at the pillar of holy light that penetrated the sky and the earth, Kel'Thuzad, who came to the Barov family to guide the Barov family, frowned.
He was originally opposed to Mal'Ganis's radical strategy, but now it was too stupid to expose the Scourge of the Undead. He could not do anything at all and would only be easily destroyed by the kingdom's army.
Because there are still too few low-level psychics, there is simply no way to recruit enough undead to help.
But there was nothing he could do about Mal'Ganis' order.
"It's a good death, but this rash idiot has left me with a lot of trouble! Idiot! Maggot!"
Even from a distance of dozens of kilometers, he could feel the terrifying power of the Holy Light. It was no longer a mere mortal, and there was something he could fight against. It had to be the Lich King himself who could fight against it.
He really didn't understand why Mal'Ganis would do such a thing and carry out such a stupid move, but now there was nothing he could do except ensure that he could continue to fulfill the Lich King's orders.
The most important thing now is to retreat. The Barov family is no longer important. He now...
"Wait... maybe I can change the way. Paladins are kind and fair people. They won't attack law-abiding and meritorious citizens simply because of certain things, right?"
Looking at the beam of light that penetrated the sky and earth, filled with holy light, and in another scene, the orcs were fighting the soldiers in the shelter, Kel'Thuzad's eyes shone with conspiracy.
After all, he had nothing to lose if he failed, and the charming little Gianna couldn't stop him from leaving through the teleportation spell.
"Fortunately, that guy Malganis didn't attack the shelter."
Perhaps this is an opportunity, an opportunity to expand the influence of the Curse Sect.
A smile appeared on his lips, he took out a crystal ball, and began to cast spells on all the undead in the area, conveying his will.
As a result, a voice sounded in the minds of the undead people in the entire area, but they themselves thought...
This is my own idea.
Things immediately changed dramatically.
"Damn it!"
Thrall covered his head. Now he felt extremely weak. He had used so many elemental spells forcibly before, which greatly depleted his physical strength and spirit, so now he could only watch helplessly.
Compatriots fought with those well-equipped soldiers.
Because the plan went very poorly.
The commander of this fortress was a smart man. He saw through Thrall's plan directly, so after their surprise attack, the cavalry who rushed out suddenly returned, killing them by surprise!
Normally, Thrall would only need an earthquake spell to deal with the threatening cavalry and city walls, but now he can't.
The battle with the paladin and the mage consumed almost all his energy, and now he can no longer cast even one shaman spell!
It can even be said that if he had stayed on that battlefield for another minute, he and his fellow orcs would have died there!
And now that these cavalry have returned for reinforcements, they can only do one thing.
"retreat!"
Thrall almost said this with the sound of grinding his teeth. There is no way. These cavalry and the archers on the city wall put too much pressure on them. Without spellcasters, they will only be constantly attacked.
Consumption.
A forceful attack is not impossible, but it will result in heavy casualties. At least half of the orc warriors will have to stay here!
And he has not forgotten the paladin and mage! If they come, they will all die here.
Thrall firmly remembered the faces of the paladin and the mage. Although the mage looked very similar to his lover Taresha, Thrall could no longer show kindness to the other party.
Because she made all her plans go to waste! And Thrall knew very well what kind of treatment his compatriots inside would suffer if he attacked the orc shelter but failed to break it!
Many people will die innocently.
The orc warriors had no objections. In fact, when they saw Thrall's appearance and the appearance of the troops he led, they knew that the plan had failed.
This is their last attempt, and even this attempt is riskier than any other.
But they had no complaints.
The orcs began to retreat, and the orcs who were at the forefront and were now trapped in a tight siege did not complain at all. Those who could break through broke through the blockade, and those who could not break through did their best to allow their compatriots to retreat.
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The orcs now have nothing to fear.
"Stop those bastards! They want to run away!"
The face of the commander on the battlefield was red with excitement. In fact, he did not have a plan as Thrall thought, but for a very simple reason.
He doesn't want to rescue Li Ke and Jennifer.
A few days ago, he received a secret letter, so he didn't feel the need to support Li Ke at all. As long as Li Ke and Jennifer died there, he would be able to make money more unscrupulously.
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So when he was halfway there, he was going to let the orcs in his shelter come out and pretend to be attacking orcs, and then he would do some fighting exploits. When he asked about it, he said that it was the orc bait, and he had expected the orcs.
Will attack their shelter!
but……
He never expected that orcs would actually attack his castle.
He was scared at first, but when he saw Thrall's team in dilapidated state, he gained courage.
After all, no matter how bad things were, he had participated in the orc war, so he still had the ability to fight smoothly.
But now looking at the retreating orcs and the young and excessive Thrall, he thought of the news about a young orc that had been circulating recently.
So he felt that his opportunity to rise to fame had come, and he would never allow these orcs to retreat!
"Kill them! Capture the two orcs in the cell and chop off their heads! Let these bastards see the fate they deserve!"
He wanted to stimulate these orc commanders, so he shouted these words.
And his shouting really angered the orcs and Thrall.
"You damn maggot!"
Thrall's eyes flashed with lightning, and his anger allowed him to regain some strength again. He threw his war hammer almost instinctively, trying to crush the commander's head.
And he himself didn't expect that the war hammer was actually flashing with the power of thunder. In the horrified eyes of the shelter commander, it hit his head hard at an incredible speed, knocking his head into pieces.
A mass of flesh and blood.
The headless commander fell directly to the ground. The moment his body fell to the ground, Thrall keenly observed that the human soldiers hesitated!
