The carriage is divided into two parts, front and rear. The front end close to the horses is fixed, and the rear end is a turret that can rotate 180 degrees. The pulleys and disc-shaped tracks allow the crossbow gunner to use manpower to pull the fixed handles on the left and right sides of the carriage.
, can easily turn the ballista, and theoretically can fire it while running.
The front end of the ballista has a shield made of thick wooden boards. Both sides of the carriage are covered with animal skins and have special shooting holes. Unless they can get around to the front and attack the horses, there will be a hedgehog behind them. Whoever gets close will die.
The entire retreat process went through countless drills. Starting from the city head, it was covered by crossfire from crossbowmen. The orcs, who lacked armor and long-range troops, suffered a big loss.
The orcs chased them to the city wall and were set on fire by humans again.
Blackrock Orcs have high fire resistance, but are not immune to fire. They cannot survive a real fire.
When the flames finally subsided, the human infantrymen got on the carriage, patted their butts and ran away.
The wolf cavalry was sent out and they encountered these turtle shell carriages.
The humans were not retreating in panic. They were in groups of 12 vehicles, alternating in three groups, and setting up a blocking position every 500 meters. Any wolf rider who dared to approach would be treated as a porcupine.
Zhange Langqi chased him for nearly ten kilometers in one breath, losing many soldiers and generals, and not even a hair was caught.
Here, looking at the piles of flying dragon corpses beside a certain camp, the corners of Orgrim's eyes twitched slightly uncontrollably.
Human beings are too exaggerated.
Just kill thousands of red dragon hatchlings and hatchlings.
There is no dragon when the young dragon is born, and there is no corpse when it dies.
Only the larger baby dragons couldn't be moved away, leaving only a pile of huge bones and internal organs. The dragon skin and dragon flesh were peeled cleanly, and you could tell at a glance that it was done by a professional butcher.
Father Ho came over and threw a huge crossbow arrow at Orgrim: "Our warriors suffer from this thing."
Orgrim looked at the crossbow, which was more than two meters long and the arrow was broken due to the huge force, and sighed: "We can't learn!"
The straight arrow shafts that have been carefully polished and the standard arrowheads are clearly visible at a glance. The orcs should not even think about it for the time being.
A faint uneasiness surged into the chief's heart.
Human performance is very different from the beginning.
At first, a few orcs could easily wipe out a village of hundreds of humans.
The war continues. As the initial discomfort has passed, human beings have become stronger and stronger. While their fighting will has improved, various new weapons have emerged in an endless stream. Even big killers like the Dragon Legion cannot achieve perfect results. Orgrim
There was a trace of doubt as to whether the orcs could win the final victory and conquer the world.
This battle in the Arathi Highlands ended with the victory of the orcs.
Orgrim felt sorry for not being able to annihilate the main human force in one battle. Humans were also afraid of the orcs' surprise troops.
After a month, another human country was destroyed!
Stromgarde fell under the attack of a legion of dragoons led by an ancient dragon, which lasted less than a day.
The King of Stromgard, Thoras Trollbane, is said to have had his neck cut off by a flying piece of iron and died for his country!
The Red Dragon Legion arrived so suddenly that less than 3,000 people in Stromgarde escaped from the secret passage on the cliff on the edge of the city.
After this battle, the Red Dragon Legion temporarily disappeared from the battlefield, but the orcs' front spread throughout the Hillsbrad Hills area.
Northeast, pointing directly to the Hinterlands region where the Wildhammer dwarves live.
Directly north are the Alterac Mountains.
To the northwest is Dalaran.
Due west is Gilneas.
Humans abandoned this fertile area of green grass and farms and began to retreat.
Faced with such a harsh war situation, McDonald's came to the city of Lordaeron again. The old man couldn't sit still and specially arrested him, the best performing lord, to ask for advice.
There is no way, it sounds ridiculous.
As the remaining legion, Rivendell commanded brilliantly. Of the 10,000 soldiers, 8,000 finally managed to pass through the mountain pass east of the Alterac Mountains and retreated back to the territory of Andorhal.
This is not like a retreat at all, but more like a rotation between legions.
On the contrary, the large army sent by Lordaeron, from the royal family and the lower lords, totaling 5,000 people, was ordered to withdraw. They also lost almost all their equipment and baggage, and rolled into Dalaran in a mess, eating and drinking.
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It's hard to blame them. As the most powerful army in the alliance, they arrived early and were arranged by Lothar in a camp closer to Thoradin's Wall. In the first round, they were hit by calamity fire falling from the sky and were directly disabled.
Excluding Stratholme's soldiers, less than 50,000 people successfully evacuated in the end. In fact, many people were not separated, but were too frightened and became deserters.
Deserters... unfortunately. A normal enemy might not pay much attention to them, but what they have to face is the Warsong Wolf Cavalry who suffered heavy losses and fell into a state of rage.
Wolf Warrior's keen sense of smell can easily catch every deserter hiding.
If there is any good news this December, it is that the dwarves have officially joined the alliance.
Facing the threat from the orcs, the Ironforge Bronzebeard dwarves sent Muradin Bronzebeard, the second son of the Bronzebeard family, and the Wildhammer dwarves sent the High Lord Kurdran Bronzebeard to Lordaeron in person.
Even though Chapo was beaten to the point of losing his brains in the War of Three Hammers, once there is an external enemy, we are immediately a family again. All kinds of love and death incidents are bloody.
Muradin and Kurdran almost walked into the palace of Lordaeron side by side.
As soon as he came in, Muradin saw MacDonald. A dwarf guard pointed his finger at him, and he became energetic.
"Oh oh oh! Are you the Duke of Macdonald Stratholme, our Bronzebeard dwarf's good friend that we have never met? I am Muradin Bronzebeard -" After that, this dead dwarf stepped forward with a 50cm long dwarf.
With long legs, he rushed over with a big bang, and he grinned widely: "Come! I heard that you are an amazing warrior, so let's give you a warrior's hug!"
The short arms are as thick as McDonald's thighs.
If you evaluate the strength of a dwarf based on human muscle strength, you would be totally wrong.
The ancestors of these dead dwarves are all "Earth Spirits" made of living stones by Titans. Due to a disease called the Curse of Flesh, the Earth Spirit ancestors of the dwarves experienced a transformation, and their rock animal skins became
It turned into soft skin and looked like a human being.
These dwarfs, who are between 1.3 and 1.5 meters tall, are no less powerful than the demonized orc warriors who are generally over 2.1 meters tall.
If a dwarf like Muradin really hugged him, he would most likely have multiple fractures and fall to the ground immediately.
"A warrior's hug? I have a better idea, I'm going to [charge]."
"Charge? Okay!"
The next moment, a crooked dwarf prince and a guest copycat warrior launched their signature warrior skill [Charge] at each other.
"Boom -" What a big golden winter melon, like a solid cannonball, flew into the pool twenty meters away.
Could this be the unique trick of the Philippine diving team?
What a move, the fish frying style with your butt in the water, and look at the huge two-meter-high water splash. No matter how you look at it, I will give it 10 points.
Well, Azeroth's diving score is 100 points.
"Ahem! I...can't swim!" A short winter melon struggled in a two-meter-deep pool for just one second and turned into a 'sunken winter melon'.
The royal guards of Lordaeron finally fished this guy out, and he actually laughed heartily!
Muradin gave a thumbs up: "The name of Stratholme's God of War is indeed well-deserved!"
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