Orcs are brave and fearless, and their nerves are absolutely tenacious. Although every step they take requires the blood and lives of their compatriots to retreat, their steps are equally determined.
As the orcs shrink, the orc camp gradually forms a circular position surrounded by a huge shield. The shrinking circle makes the rain of guns and arrows of the Eastern Xuntran Army less and less effective until the orc formation stabilizes.
, the effectiveness of trolls' spear-throwing and elves' arrow attacks has become minimal.
The orc commander finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and it was only then that he had time to observe their opponents. This sight did not matter, it directly made the orc commander who had just regained his confidence feel depressed to the bottom.
Around the orc position, countless monsters with blue skin, long fangs and long ears slowly stood up, holding spears or long knives in their hands and carrying five or six spears on their backs.
Troll? The orc commander could hardly believe his eyes.
When did the trolls become so well-equipped?
He noticed that these trolls were equipped with uniform equipment.
After coming to this world for so long, the orcs have some understanding of Azeroth. The trolls they saw before were all poorly equipped and dressed in a mixed manner. How are they like these trolls? Where are they from?
Troll?
His eyes passed over the trolls, and what made him even more incredible was that behind these trolls were actually high elves.
The orc commander felt that the world was upside down. Aren't the high elves and the trolls feuding? How could they appear here at the same time? Look at their clothes. It's obvious that they are the same. Did the trolls join the elven army or did the elves join the trolls?
The orc commander of the army felt that his brain was about to short-circuit.
As more and more trolls and high elves stood up, the orc commander's face gradually darkened, and his heart also gradually sank to the bottom just like his face.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the three hundred wolf cavalry. Where could he see a living wolf cavalry? Instead, he saw five or six hundred fully armed trolls, with long knives in their hands and seven or eight swords stuck at their waists.
They were armed with flying axes, arranged in formation, and walked toward them with murderous intent.
The trolls stopped after filling the only gap in the half-moon circle.
"Order the gryphon knights to take off. The dwarves will attach heavy bombs each, and the elves will attach incendiary bombs and ordinary bombs. Let them blow away the orcs' formation for me!" Shideva saw that the orcs' defense formation shrank, so he did nothing.
Without hesitation, he gave the order for the gryphon knights to take off and attack.
The three magic sounding arrows rose into the sky again, carrying a sharp roar. The three magic sounding arrows exploded into the air, creating beautiful magical lights of red, blue and green colors like fireworks.
Are there more troops coming? The orc commander looked at the enemy troops around him and smiled bitterly in his heart. Aren't seven or eight thousand troops enough? How many more enemy troops will come? Will they be human troops?
He looked at the rest of his troops, and felt a little helpless and bitter. In the short contact time, his troops lost most of their soldiers, and now there are only less than 700 people left, and there are still some
Wounded soldiers are dying intermittently.
He knew that the injuries suffered by these warriors were generally not fatal to orcs, but these despicable enemies coated their weapons with poison. Elves! It must have been done by despicable elves! These elves are not worthy of being called warriors at all.
, they don’t deserve it!
The orc commander watched each lightly injured warrior slowly die from the toxin attack. The orc commander's heart was bleeding. Every time a young orc warrior died, the orc commander's face twitched nervously.
He was actually really angry. Defense is not the true nature of an orc. The true nature of an orc is to attack! Attack! Attack again!
But now he had to shrink his defense. Yes! Orcs advocate attack, but they will not blindly die. The enemy is ten times more powerful than his current strength. To attack, he needs an opportunity to attack.
He was unable to create this opportunity, nor could the hundreds of elite warriors under him, let alone hope that the enemy would reveal a flaw due to negligence.
The only people who can create this opportunity are Lord Gul'dan in the center of the army and the two dozen cold-blooded warlocks of the Shadow Council. So he has not despaired yet, he thinks they still have a chance.
As long as those monster-like death knights persist a little longer, as long as they hold back the powerful legendary paladin, Lord Gul'dan and the members of the Shadow Council will definitely create the most favorable opportunity for them to attack.
He is waiting!
The orc commander's waiting was not in vain. As if in response to his patient waiting, the sky above the orc formation suddenly became dense with dark clouds, and the huge magic power seemed to drive the surrounding air to converge into the black clouds.
"Gul'dan!" A smile appeared on the orc commander's face, and he murmured Gul'dan's name.
"Did you take action?" Shdeva said in a low voice, looking at the rolling black clouds above the orc formation.
After he and Xinluoge looked at each other, he looked at the raid team composed of fifty high-level professionals selected around him and said: "Did you see those people wearing black robes among the enemies? Our goal is
them!
Remember, the other orcs are for others to deal with, no matter what happens, they are our target! Destroy them at all costs!
There is a powerful warlock of the legendary level among them. You don’t have to worry about this. I and the deputy commander will be in charge. All you have to do is keep an eye on those men in black and beat them to death! Do you understand?"
"Got it!" the raiders shouted in unison.
"Wait for my order. Now everyone is ready. The important thing is to remember the attack and retreat routes. I don't want anyone to step on the trap set by my own people." Shideva said.
The actual attack team members all responded in unison.
There was a fluttering sound of wings in the air.
Shdeva raised his head.
A group of griffins spread their huge wings and flew over their heads, blocking out the sky and the sun, towards the orcs' position.
"Order all troll warriors to retreat behind the elves to avoid the possible large-scale covering magic of the orcs, and order the elf rangers to launch parabolas into the middle of the orc formation to cover the gryphon knights to fly to the orc army to drop bombs from the air." Shideva calmly issued the order.
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"I hope the gryphon knights can interrupt the orc warlock's spellcasting!" Shideva murmured to himself: "I hope those giant bombs can play the role they are supposed to play!"
The arrow rain appears again.
More than two thousand elven rangers threw arrows at the center of a circular army composed of hundreds of orcs. They did not need to aim, they just needed to throw the most arrows in the shortest time.