The first to hit Orgrim's vanguard were the troops directly under the royal family of Lordaeron.
To be honest, real war is not a game. You can't see the enemy's level, whether there are [Skeletons] that represent invincibles or [Silver Dragons] that represent elites.
When he saw the enemy, the courageous Lordaeron general rushed over.
Then there is no more.
Originally, a tool man who was so funny that he died as soon as he died, and who has never even been mentioned in the history books, just showed his face and it was a big deal.
However, he controls the troops directly under the royal family of Lordaeron.
The more old-fashioned an army is, the more obvious the expression of "general courage" is. Although their sense of honor forces the Royal Legion to continue fighting, the sense of chaos caused by the loss of leadership and morale is clearly reflected.
To make matters worse, violent orcs love to fight.
For a time, Lao Taizi's direct descendants were simply chopped off by the Blackstone Orcs, just like slaughtering pigs and dogs.
"Where is the Silver Hand?" McDonald asked the elite operator through the system without giving up.
"Kilrogg blocked Uther, Rexxar blocked Saidan and Tirion." [Chu Jiayun] replied: "Ah, Mograine came up...he didn't block it!"
From the scene that the player sees when the griffon flies high in the sky, there are many inhuman things appearing in an exaggerated fight.
Obviously there is only picture and no sound.
When I saw a green figure and a golden figure, the huge smoke that spread out when they slashed with an ax exuding blood [anger] and a sword with golden light [holy light], when I saw the earth was shaken by the two perverted confrontations,
Knocked and cracked...
If you say this is not a Zaku Gundam, who would believe it?
In a showdown of this level, if a weakling hits the target, he will be defeated!
Mograine... Maybe others don't believe it, but he was beaten by Varok Saurfang. It should be said that King Saurfang is worthy of history. He is over sixty years old and can still kill a bear with an axe.
A man in the form of Malfurion's anus.
The young version of Saurfang is simply fierce.
When the ax comes down, the impact force may start at ten tons.
In the monster-level scenes that the system keeps playing backwards, it can be clearly seen that Mograine, who was slightly underprepared, suddenly encountered the top-level orcs in a wild battle, and suffered a big loss in the first round.
At first, in the first fight, Mograine was okay, and it was a 50-50 split.
When the light of the big sword hit the blade of the battle ax, after a noisy clang, the two stalwart figures trembled at the same time.
Varok's second iron mountain support was too much for Mograine.
The first blow can also create impact with speed and distance, counteracting the orc's huge power.
The second blow is pure and absolute power!
Mograine felt as if he had been run over by a [Steel Star]. Even though he had set up his T-step, he still heard a sharp explosion. He could clearly see that the opponent's body was full of wild atmosphere.
The fang shoulder armor sank into his shoulder armor, and the heavy black armor hit his left breastplate, sputtering out a bright golden spark.
The result of the power struggle was that Mogni's left shoulder armor and left chest armor were directly blown off, and he suffered moderate injuries. At the same time, his whole body flew backwards.
Thanks to the strength of Mograine's bodyguard knights, they rushed forward to protect the Lord immediately.
Originally, Mograine used the Holy Light to heal himself, and then rushed forward, maybe it would turn into a bladder fight.
Varok saw through this. He had no interest in the brown sugar of the Paladin. He jumped ten meters away, mounted the warg, and continued to charge.
One wrong step, one wrong step.
When Mograine was temporarily frustrated and the Scarlet Crusade was pushed away, nothing could stop Orgrim's violent advance.
More than two thousand wargs were sprinting. The largest wolf in the wolf pack raised its head and raised its head to the sky while running, its gray-black mane spread out in the wind, majestic. On the right side of its body was the [Destruction of Destruction]
The flames released from the hammer.
Another group of brave human knights rushed forward!
Unfortunately, no knight is a single enemy of [Doomhammer].
Amidst the explosion of flames, the human arrow formation was split into two.
The blood of the war horses flowed away meaninglessly under the wolf's claws. From the sky, the former sharp arrow array looked like two pieces of firewood split by an axe.
"shooting!"
Rows of crossbow arrows flew into the air, penetrating the warg cavalry in front with black light. The three rows of warg cavalry in front knelt and fell down together with the wolves, while the wolf cavalry behind immediately jumped over the corpses of their companions.
It was like huge waves rolled up by a storm on the sea, easily crossing the dam.
Until the orcs encountered a circular formation of steam tanks.
"Ogre Guard!" Orgrim shouted.
A row of burly ogres ran all the way, and the burly ogres who followed them made two "bang bangs" and patted the five centimeter thick black iron armor on their left chests. They followed the great chief and rushed out without changing their expressions.
They charged completely against the dwarf's artillery.
Many ogres took a cannonball head-on, and their entire shoulders were blown off along with their armor and flesh. However, they still roared and continued to launch a desperate charge towards the steel defense line in front of them like the undead.
"Lok'Tar-Ogar!"
The ogres raised the huge warhammer in their hands high, and took a galloping pace, using the most extreme brutality to fight against technology beyond their imagination.
"Boom!"
"Bang"
"Boom!"
Dismantling a tank with bare hands is terrifying!
Even though half of his body was blown apart by the artillery, and even half of the sky spirit cap collapsed, the ogre still overturned the 15-ton tank to the ground before dying.
The tank with its chassis turned upward and its tracks spinning endlessly looked like a turtle turning its shell.
The steel locks as thick as a bowl were broken off with one hand, and even though their eyes were blown out by the dwarves jumping out of the tanks, these loyal ogre guards still displayed their brutality and savagery until the last moment of their lives.
The alliance's painstakingly constructed defense line was torn to pieces in the orcs' battle to trap the beasts.
Even though more than 300,000 orcs were blocked by the Stratholme Legion, Orgrim, covered in blood, still stood in front of Anduin Lothar.
Orc Warchief VS Alliance Commander!
This historic scene is destined to be remembered by thousands of soldiers and leave the strongest mark in history books.
As the commander-in-chief, there is absolutely no need to take the lead.
There are always some things that cannot be avoided!
Orgrim sarcastically pointed his warhammer behind Lothar, and spoke in a well-spoken human common language: "You can escape!"
Lothar raised his sword and said calmly, "I escaped once in Stormwind City. This is the last time."
Orgrim suddenly felt something: "I escaped once in Quel'Thalas, and it was also the last time."
Looking at the Stratholme Holy Grail battle flag approaching quickly, Lothar suddenly smiled at the same time.
"You won't win even if you kill me!"
"If I don't kill you, the orcs will definitely lose!"
Suddenly the two of them discovered that they no longer needed to talk nonsense to each other!
One of the two people is destined to die here.
"The Orc Warchief, Orgrim* Doomhammer of the Blackstone Clan!"
"Grand Marshal of the Alliance, Anduin Lothar of the Kingdom of Stormwind!"
