Chapter 212 The strongest army in the alliance!? (1 more)
On the sea to the west of Stormwind City, holding on to the railing of the warship, listening to the loud cheers coming from the direction of Stormwind City, and looking at the vague human figure at the head of the city in the distance, Bolvar could not hide the excitement in his heart.
"McDonald's, we...are we really not going to change our plan and go all out to take back Stormwind City?"
"Turn a feint attack into a strong attack, and then defend the ruins of Stormwind City?" McDonald chuckled: "How much do you look down on the orc army that destroyed the Kingdom of Stormwind?"
Bolvar was speechless.
It was agreed in advance that this would only be a feint attack, and the supreme commander was McDonald. If the soldiers of Stormwind Kingdom did not obey orders, McDonald would have a hundred ways to punish Stormwind Kingdom.
"With this small amount of troops, it is impossible to attract Orgrim. The final battle between the Alliance and the Orcs will not be in Stormwind City." McDonald was extremely sure.
After all, it is clearly written in the history books that it is Black Rock Mountain!
the other side.
Orgrim's eyes were full of orc warriors fleeing Stormwind City in panic. They were yelling and screaming, as if they had seen some terrible monsters. There was no trace of the traditional bravery of the orcs in them.
This is not some rubbish third-rate clan. It even includes a lot of Shatterhand orcs. They can be recognized at a glance by the vicious blades installed on their severed left arms.
Before the cross-world expedition, no orc would dare to imagine this scene.
Shatterhand orcs are known for being warlike, brutal, and... powerful!
They are few in number, but their individual combat power is the best among the orcs. Even the most powerful Blackstone orcs will frown when they see them.
They were defeated!
The appearance of running away in embarrassment is very ugly.
If it were in the past, the Blackrock Orcs would have laughed wildly and wantonly mocked them as gutless losers.
Orgrim felt only silence. More than 10,000 Blackstone orcs and 30,000 orc warriors from second-rate clans stood behind him in complete silence.
Silence represents a kind of recognition.
The vast majority of orcs are illiterate and naive. This does not mean that they are stupid and cannot even distinguish the most basic victory and defeat.
In the past, the great chief led them to conquer one human capital after another, enjoying the fruits of victory, standing on the enemy's city wall and roaring wantonly.
In the past, they all believed that by relying on the remaining clans and slowly grinding, they could always capture those difficult-to-conquer cities.
Since when did laughter disappear?
Probably, it started from that embarrassing escape in Yangfan Port!
Many orcs realized that the orcs left behind were not necessarily enjoying their victory.
The killing of Shatterhand Chief Kargath deeply stimulated their nerves.
Orcs respect the strong. Who can fight and who cannot fight can be seen in a Makgora.
Even the powerful Kargath and Shattered Hand clans were defeated. What would happen if they went up?
Orgrim pointed at the fancy-dressed, inhumane guys on the city wall, and faced Varok Saurfang: "I never expected that the strongest human army would be these guys.
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"Yeah." Faithful Varok nodded.
Having been with the league for so long, it can be said that you know my strengths and weaknesses, and I know your strengths and weaknesses.
The Alliance knows the combat power of the major orc clans, so why don't the orcs know the classification of the human legions?
In Orgrim's eyes, those human militia groups without armor are the weakest. Often a few orcs can chase down more than a hundred militiamen in a village and kill them; then there are ordinary regular soldiers wearing half a set of iron armor;
Further up are the Kingdom's directly-affiliated troops in full armor.
That paladin troop with golden light all over its body is theoretically the top opponent.
But recently, human troops have been graded again.
The first is the cavalry wearing blue armor. The Paladins are strong, but their number is small, only in three digits. The number of blue armored cavalry is over ten thousand.
In the past, when an orc hit a human cavalry with a stick, the human vomited blood on the spot.
Now for spitting!
Translated into orc language, it probably looks like this: "Bah! Grandson, please give me a firm massage!"
After finally grabbing the body of a blue-armored knight, you can discover the human death disease after taking apart the armor.
The greenish-green armor outside is quite hard, and a stone ax cannot cut it. Basically, except for the weapons given by the Dark Iron Dwarves, nothing can break this kind of armor. According to the Dark Iron Dwarves, this is called [Thorium], which is very powerful.
A rare and hard metal.
In the middle is a layer of chainmail made of interlocking iron rings, designed to prevent stab wounds from sharp objects.
The innermost layer is two layers of ultra-thick composite leather armor made of pigskin or wolf skin. The total thickness is about three fingers, which can effectively reduce the impact of blunt objects.
The helmet is made of thorium on the outside and wolf skin on the inside.
Humans are typical equipment suppressors.
Forget it all, Orgrim discovered that there was a group of extremely vicious enemies above the green armored knights.
Yes! I’m talking about these funny-looking guys in front of me!
Here comes the problem——
If there are two teams in front of you:
This team is taciturn, has uniform uniforms and equipment, and is full of a chilling atmosphere. It looks very strong no matter how you look at it;
One is noisy, dressed in all kinds of fancy clothes, full of the air of an idiot, and looks very weak no matter how you look at it;
Who do you think is stronger and who is weaker?
In the past, Orgrim would definitely think that the silent team was the strong army.
After fighting so many times, Orgrim finally understood after experiencing many collapses in his outlook on life.
The reason for the taciturnity and chill is because most of the enemies are on the battlefield for the first time and have long been too scared to speak.
And those guys who are noisy and chaotic like a trading market are the real veterans.
It is precisely because he has fought in countless battlefields that he is not afraid of life and death and can talk and laugh happily in front of the enemy.
Orgrim witnessed with his own eyes that in a small-scale conflict, a Trident soldier laughed and cursed, turning the original 5V5 into 1v9.
That’s right!
Seeing that his teammates were about to kill other orcs, the bitch was so angry that he pulled a pack of explosives on the spot, sending himself, his teammates, and the enemy into the sky.
What Orgrim couldn't figure out was that two Trident soldiers were not killed by the explosion, but they rushed to the next enemy while cursing, not paying attention to the 'betrayal' of their companions.
Now he finally understands - perhaps, this is the fearless spirit that transcends life and death!
Thinking of this, the warchief said with great certainty: "The alliance has really spent a lot of money! They actually sent all the [Trident Legion] here. This is the main direction of the alliance! The decisive battle is right here!"
As the warchief raised the [Destruction Hammer], which represented death and fire, tens of thousands of orcs immediately roared loudly.
"Oooh!"
“Lok’Tar-ogar!”
The orc army was like a tidal wave, following the slope that had not been cleared, and charging up the first wall of the Valley of the Kings in Stormwind City...
