Chapter 920 Burning Up (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)
"Lok-Tar'Ogar!"
The exaggerated and vast sound spread layer by layer. This was a shocking battle involving hundreds of thousands of people. The densely packed orcs looked far away, almost across the earth.
The ones who immediately responded to Thrall's call were the nearest group of orcs, and those from further away followed, and it was no longer clear which clan they were from.
When the distant shouts came over, it actually sounded like the echo coming back after the shouts in the valley.
Although facing the alliance's artillery, the orcs no longer have the opportunity to launch such a mindless human wave tactic, but at this time and here, this is Thrall's optimal solution.
The shock brought by the shocking battle will surely be imprinted in the deepest souls of the survivors.
When two seemingly endless battle lines collided from the left and right sides of the horizon and finally collided, a tragic scene occurred.
Countless orcs had their arms chopped off and their heads smashed in the first encounter, and they lost their lives so cheaply.
The souls of countless orc ancestors are sadly watching their descendants cruelly consuming each other's lives here.
In this kind of high-intensity fierce battle, human life seems to have become a simple digital symbol, removed by very simple addition and subtraction.
Sitting in the Alliance headquarters in the ruins of the twin towers of Zangarmarsh, McDonald watched with interest the surveillance footage from the scouts deployed early in the morning.
It must be admitted that even a "broad-minded" sage like Viren would be quite excited when he sees the scenes of internal strife and deadly fights between mortal enemies.
This thousand-year-old baby is excited, but he doesn't say it.
"The Burning Legion is indeed vicious. They keep subduing lower races to be their own cannon fodder..." Velen talked about the dark history of the Burning Legion over the past ten thousand years.
Anyway, that's the thing. If it can be killed directly, the Legion spaceship will go up and bomb the surface of the planet wildly, and it's basically done.
If you can't land directly, attack the Devil's Sea. Most of the resistance will end here.
Only those who have effectively resisted the legion's invasion in the course of thousands of years of history will be considered by the demon bosses to divide and persuade them. If the enemy is so attractive, they will consider accepting them into the legion.
When Sargeras rebelled, he initially only persuaded the Eredar clan. Later, he continued to accept other powerful and evil races as his younger brothers, and only then did the Burning Legion become the size it is today...
Velen's explanation can be regarded as an adjustment in this unsatisfactory orc decisive battle.
After all, this kind of melee, which has no strategy or tactics at all and is purely hand-to-hand combat, actually has no highlights.
In most similar battles, it is often the braver side that breaks through the other side's formation, causing one side to flee or even collapse.
Originally, the alliance bosses thought that Thrall's side would be defeated.
After all, the evil orcs on the demon side are obviously more powerful individually. They have stronger bodies, faster movements, and more powerful strength.
This is definitely a big advantage in the orcs' internal fights that have no rules.
The result surprised the league bosses - the fight was evenly divided.
This is very unreasonable.
The reason why the second- and third-rate clans of the orcs are looked down upon is that, firstly, the physical disadvantages of the soldiers are too great, and secondly, their morale is really poor. When faced with orcs who are stronger and taller than themselves, soldiers from lower-level clans often only need the leading centurion or thousandth captain to be defeated.
Kill it and your morale will plummet immediately.
This is the consensus among the orc clans for thousands of years.
Today was very unusual. They might charge while crying, or they might be disemboweled by the more powerful evil orcs. Although they were timid, no one retreated.
"The ancestors are watching us from behind -"
"The ancestors bless you!"
Various similar slogans appeared one after another on the orc front.
The main blame is that Fenris did too much, killing too much and forcing all the captives to drink demon blood.
With no way to retreat, the Nagrand orcs, under Thrall's encouragement, truly understood what it means to be in a desperate situation, and what it means to die if they don't fight hard.
This will to fight from the inside out drove these ordinary orcs to put up the fiercest resistance with the simplest weapons.
Even if it means death! There will still be one more wound on the evil orc's body.
One orc does this, a thousand orcs do this, and when hundreds of thousands of orcs do this, it becomes a military spirit!
Thrall's side, which has more individual strength but more people, was able to withstand the violent attack of the evil orcs led by the Thundergod clan.
The battle entered a tug-of-war stage.
Thrall was able to bring a ragtag group of people to this point. Even though he was a mortal enemy of the tribe, McDonald couldn't help but want to clap his hands and cheer.
Unfortunately, due to his position, he couldn't and could only watch this scene expressionlessly.
Of course, the eyes are the windows to the soul. When Mai glanced at the group of magic mirrors at the Throne Conference, his eyes were saying - I wish all these bullshit orcs would die from internal strife.
"The fighting intensity is very high!" Magni finished speaking in a calm tone and blinked - it's not enough, let's make it more lively!
"Even young men are going to the battlefield!" Varian gritted his teeth and winked - it would be best if all the orcs died.
"The orcs are indeed a cruel race." Tyrande's tone was calm, but he was checking his bowstring as he spoke. He was clearly teasing that Thrall should not have been allowed to come to Haishan in the first place.
Seeing that the leaders of the alliance were among the black orcs, Velen, who had been slaughtered by the orcs at the time, naturally followed up and said: "The brutality of the orcs is obvious to all, but everyone must remember - the demons who transformed the orcs into evil orcs and started this war are even more terrifying.
This mastermind can easily plunge millions of orcs into civil war..."
When Weilun said this, Mai's brow twitched slightly.
"I know the Burning Legion very well. Even though the current formation is so large, the number of demons that initially started the war would not exceed a thousand. There is a high probability that a high-level demon with hundreds of middle-level and lower-level demons would complete the civil war and fuel the civil war."
It's fine if Willen doesn't say anything, but the more he talks about it, the more McDonald's pain becomes.
"We must not only be careful about the legion, but also be careful about the spread of demon blood within the alliance. As long as there is enough high-level demon blood, these vicious enemies can cause a turmoil..."
Every word of Viren is like a bullet, accurately hitting someone's moral integrity.
At this moment, McDonald fully demonstrated what it means to have a smile on his face and mmp in his heart!
Viren, who had no idea that all his flattery was on the horse's lap, became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. Although he vaguely felt that something was wrong, he really didn't realize that in the alliance, the black devil would also attack a certain alliance leader.
Just a few seconds away, Mr. Mai is about to select Veren as [Suicide Squad Star of the Month]!
At this time, Jean suddenly said: "Don't think the evil orcs have the upper hand. Once Thrall takes it, I'm afraid they will have to train a steel division!"
Haha! Such a coincidence, I’m scared too!
Jean's speech this time definitely had an explosive effect on the show, because the grassland where the orcs were fighting against each other was ablaze——
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ps: I almost didn’t have any updates today. I was really tired during the Mid-Autumn Festival. All my relatives from Baganzi came out on this day. I was completely exhausted.
