The power of a strong man can influence the outcome of the battle.
Uther has realized that Alsace this time is definitely not the same person as last time.
Then there was another strong man in Stratholme who was stronger than him, and he quickly thought of the young man next to Alsace.
Uther is very smart. He knows what to say and when to shut up and protect himself.
So he chose to remain silent, fighting with Alsace while thinking about the direction of retreat.
Successfully escaping on the battlefield is not an ordinary skill. It requires keen observation and the ability to see the overall situation. It has saved Uther's life countless times.
As heroes among the orcs, Grom Hellscream and King Saurfang can easily scale the city wall without the help of dragons. The old dog Hellscream's leash is in Saurfang's hand, and in the chaos
On the battlefield, this violent old orc can often play an unexpected role.
Saurfang followed closely behind the six red dragons and rushed up the city wall. Strangely, he did not see the orc warriors. Although he could not see clearly under the black smoke, he felt that the city wall was empty.
He didn't care about the black smoke. After the Red Dragon Princess took a deep breath, just one ordinary puff was enough to blow away most of the black smoke. He didn't know that the Red Dragon Princess chose to retreat out of fear.
Suddenly, the pitiful screams of the dragon clan came to my ears.
A bloody dragon head was thrown out of the fog, and then the frightened five red dragons fled in all directions.
The orcs under the dragon's claws were abandoned, fell from a high altitude, and almost all of them were turned into meat.
Robbie felt a bit regretful. He only completed one sneak attack and successfully killed a red dragon. This group of alert dragons immediately realized that something was wrong and escaped from the area covered in black smoke as quickly as possible, never giving Luo a chance again.
than the chance of a sneak attack.
This opportunity may only come once.
However, this successful sneak attack shocked the red dragon. The mysterious attack in the dark and the unknown terrifying existence were more terrifying than defeating the opponent head-on on the battlefield, adding to the feeling of mystery and weirdness.
The noble dragon clan was slaughtered, and the eyes of the red dragon princess burst out with fire.
She rolled up and down in the air, letting out bursts of miserable howls, wailing for the death of her own people, but she did not dare to rush into the thick smoke, as she felt that there was a threat to her life there.
"You dare to slaughter our noble dragon clan. You are finished. No one can save you. My mother Alexstrasza will bury you with her own hands with blazing flames." The red dragon princess issued a rumble of warning.
Poor Thrall grabbed the princess's scales tightly, and the furious Red Dragon Princess made a series of difficult moves, which made Thrall suffer a lot and was almost thrown out many times. This made him full of hatred for the Red Dragon Princess.
"King Saurfang, your opponent is me."
On the city wall, Baron Rivendell, holding a sword in both hands, passed through the black smoke and appeared in front of Saurfang.
Saurfang knew how much he weighed, and in a head-on confrontation, he was no match for the Baron.
One dragon was killed unexpectedly, and the others fled. Saurfang realized that the battle had failed.
"I'll leave this to you, old dog."
Saurfang thrust hard into Hellscream's ass.
Hellscream directly entered a violent state, swung the battle ax Blood Roar, and Saurfang took the opportunity to escape. In terms of his ability to escape, he was no worse than Uther.
Baron Rivendell knew that the furious Hellscream was unstoppable, so he quickly retreated and hid in the black smoke, leaving Hellscream alone to go crazy.
The red dragon princess finally stopped her madness and landed slowly on the ground. She hugged the bloody dragon head, with deep hatred in her eyes. The six red dragons following her were her partners and also her.
brothers and sisters.
"I will never forget this dark moment. I want revenge. I want the murderers to pay the heaviest price. I want their souls to be plunged into darkness forever." The Red Dragon Princess issued the most vicious curse.
Thrall slid off the back of the red dragon princess. He was almost exhausted. He sat on the ground and panted heavily. Thrall swore in his heart that he would never be a dragon knight again. This was not the behavior of a shaman.
Duty.
Seeing that the battle situation was not going well, Sylvanas blew the retreat horn.
Hellscream heard the sound of the horn. Although his sanity was close to collapse, his instinctive awareness of the battlefield was still there. He immediately jumped off the city wall and fled towards the direction of the orc camp.
In the air, Uther swung the holy sword with all his strength, looked deeply at Alsace, and then withdrew.
A siege battle ended like this, and Stratholme let out a huge cheer.
So what if the orcs have help from the dragon clan? We have invincible dragon-slaying warriors.
The coalition camp was bleak. This time they retreated, and a large number of paladins chose to flee. Less than one-third of the paladins of the Silver Hand were there. Uther looked at the bleak camp and sighed.
Thrall, who recovered, flew into a rage, cursing the dragons for their greed for life and fear of death, Uther for being incompetent, and Hellscream for being cowardly. This failure had far-reaching consequences. There was a mysterious dragon slayer hidden in Stratholme.
Counting on the dragon clan to work for them, if there are no other reinforcements, the coalition forces can only retreat.
Thrall was absolutely unwilling to fail like this. While he sent people to rush for logistical supplies and siege equipment, he also sent Jaina to ask Medivh for help. He needed more help.
Jaina came back soon, regretfully shaking her head at Thrall.
Thrall was a little desperate, and Stratholme poked him wherever he was, like a nail in Thrall's heart.
"It seems we can only take risks."
Thinking of the bloody dragon head, Thrall suddenly had a good idea.
The Red Dragon Princess has been in a state of rage. She took off one of her dragon scales and engraved the tragedy of Stratholme on it. This dragon scale will be sent to the Red Dragon Queen, representing the dragon family's undying blood feud.
The red dragon princess knows her mother's character very well, and Alexstrasza will never make things easy for her enemies.
Thrall came with a group of orcs to express his condolences in person, especially when he brought fresh meat. Looking at the orcs' flattering expressions, the red dragon princess felt a little comforted.
The Red Dragon Princess was in a low mood and had poor appetite, so she only ate a few bites of meat.
Her five brothers and sisters, who were equally sad, also ate some fresh meat as a token of courtesy.
"This is the most cruel crime committed against the dragon clan." Thrall protested loudly: "Stratholme hides the evil power that will destroy the entire continent of Azeroth. I don't know how the Red Dragon Queen will deal with it after knowing about it.
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The Red Dragon Princess said arrogantly:
"My mother aims to protect all life in the world of Azeroth and never participates in the battles between mortal races. However, she will never let go of the murderer of the dragons. My mother will let Stratholme learn a lesson until they cross paths.
Until the murderer is found."
"This is not enough." Thrall protested loudly: "Evils like Stratholme must be completely eradicated."
"That's enough!" The Red Dragon Princess became increasingly unable to bear Thrall's rudeness and said loudly:
"We, the Red Dragon Clan, have already paid the price, and the help only ends here."
"Hehehe!"
Thrall let out a weird laugh and looked at the red dragon princess in human form:
"I heard that you are the most cherished daughter of the Red Dragon Queen, the future Red Dragon Queen. If you die in Stratholme, will your mother turn Stratholme into ashes in a rage?" (Unfinished)