Robbie, Vanessa, and the Black Dragon Princess were standing on the deck, overlooking the upcoming battle below.
"There are too many orcs, at least two hundred thousand." Princess Black Dragon couldn't help but exclaimed, and then said with disdain:
"I knew that this bastard Nozdormu was secretly helping the orcs. He used too much power of time and space and made himself crazy."
Although Orgrimmar claims to have a population of 250,000 to 300,000, there are many races mixed among them, and counting the old, weak, sick and disabled among the orcs, even if almost all the orcs are soldiers, their normal military strength is only
The scale is between 30,000 and 40,000.
An army of 200,000 people is rare in the history of Azeroth.
At the front are the ax throwers of the orcs. Due to the lack of long-range abilities of the orcs, these ax throwers mainly use axes. They wear black light leather armor, four throwing axes on their waists, and two short axes on their backs.
Axe.
After the four throwing axes are invested, the enemy is almost in front of them. At this time, they can take off the short-handled ax from behind and participate in close combat.
Behind the ax thrower is the orc spear team, then the giant ax legion, the sword and shield legion, the heavy wolf cavalry regiment, etc.
In the center is where Vol'jin is located. The warchief's direct guard, a group of wild orcs with blood-red eyes, protects Vol'jin. They are orcs who have drunk the blood of Mannoroth and can still maintain their sanity. They are all elite soldiers selected from a hundred.
Wild orcs are not afraid of pain. Once they enter a fighting state, they will not stop fighting and will use all means to kill their enemies.
Behind Vol'jin is the sparse Darkspear tribe, which seems so inconspicuous.
On the two wings of the central legion, there are the wolf cavalry that the orcs are frightened by. There are two types of wolf cavalry of the orcs. One is the heavily armored corps that firmly protects the main corps. The other is numerous and lightly dressed.
A's light cavalry was distributed on both wings of the army.
Saguloth Saurfang and Gerdor Nazgrim are located on the left and right respectively. Both of them are wearing thick armor, and their mounts are also the strongest frost wolves. The two of them are fighting against each other, and they are both waiting here.
Brilliant in a battle.
"It is indeed a powerful army. This is the real strength of the orcs." Vanessa nodded, her tone extremely cautious.
The Black Dragon Princess disagreed and proudly announced: "How can such a legion dare to dominate Azeroth? It will be easy for us, the Black Dragon Legion, to destroy them."
Robbie pondered in his mind the comparison between the orc army and the Kingdom of Stormwind. An army of 200,000 orcs would require at least one million human soldiers to have the capital to fight against them.
The Kingdom of Stormwind does not have that many troops. The orcs have indeed been plotting for a long time and have hidden it deeply.
The loud horn sounded, and Wojin slowly raised his hand.
The 200,000 orc army began to move, first the ax throwers in front, then the spearmen, and the light wolf cavalry on both wings advanced slowly, cooperating to outflank them.
The orc army's advance is not fast, they need to build momentum.
In his entire life, Vol'jin had never commanded a war of this magnitude.
For an army of 200,000 people, the most important thing is morale. They must annihilate the Minotaurs in one fell swoop. Once morale is affected, it will definitely be a disastrous defeat.
Wo'jin is not in a hurry. He needs the army to adjust its formation and spread out its ranks. The orcs are known for their violence. This is a double-edged sword. Wo'jin doesn't want to hurt himself.
Cairn Bloodhoof raised the rune spear in his hand. His expression was cautious at first, but then it was replaced by a crazy expression.
According to a normal battle, the tauren must build up their momentum before charging, then form a formation and divide their forces to meet the orcs and wolf riders on both wings.
But the crazy Kane chose an unexpected fighting method and launched a direct charge.
The size of the Tauren legion was less than one-twentieth that of the Orcs, but Kane seemed not to care at all. The Tauren infantry quickly passed the slowly advancing Kodo cavalry and rushed directly towards the Orcs' central formation.
A burst of dust rose up from the ground, and the Minotaurs let out a thunderous roar. Their anger, the anger of their murdered compatriots, was brewing in their hearts. Every Minotaur was full of hatred. Under the influence of the red nematode, the Tauren
People collectively fell into madness.
Vol'jin was stunned for a moment. In his impression, Kane was a qualified commander. How could he do such irrational behavior?
The tauren were approaching, and the orc ax thrower in front could already see the sharp horns.
At such a distance, with such a dense charge, even if they were thrown randomly, they could still hit the target. The orc ax thrower took a deep breath, and under the command of the commander, he quickly threw four throwing axes.
The tauren who rushed at the forefront were all covered with throwing axes, but this injury seemed to have no effect, and they still roared and rushed towards the orc army.
The commander of the ax thrower was shocked. He didn't expect the tauren to be so powerful. This was different from the tauren in the past.
The tauren legion with red eyes rushed into the orcs' center, and a bloody close-quarters battle ensued.
Wojin sat firmly in the middle of the army, observing every corner of the battlefield through giant magic.
Sure enough, this group of tauren was different. They seemed to have forgotten the pain, and their fighting power was surprisingly strong.
It's just too crazy, too crazy to win.
Fortunately everything is under control.
The ax thrower is just a decoy, and is some distance away from the pike team behind.
Wojin immediately conveyed the order, and the wolf cavalry on the left and right began to outflank the tauren regiment.
In Vol'jin's eyes, the tauren army gathered together was like a tempting cake.
It's a bit difficult to swallow this cake in one bite. You can only cut it piece by piece from the edge.
The Wolf Cavalry used this tactic. They carefully penetrated the outer areas of the Minotaur Legion to ensure that the number of Minotaurs separated each time was small, and then eliminated them with several times the force. The Wolf Cavalry gave full play to its mobility.
Due to the nature, the orc army has dozens of times the strength advantage, and can completely complete the interspersed tasks in turns.
The ax throwers at the front soon couldn't bear it any longer, and the pikemen at the back followed suit.
The battle on both wings was extremely fierce. The tauren surrounded by orcs fought extremely bravely. The dry land of Durotar was soon stained red with blood and became muddy. The remains of orcs and tauren were everywhere.
Vol'jin marveled at the terrifying fighting power of the tauren. It was indeed completely different from before.
Preliminary calculations show that it takes the lives of more than ten orc soldiers to kill one tauren.
You know, although tauren are stronger than orcs, their shortcomings are also very obvious, that is, they are too large and cumbersome to move.
In a one-on-one situation, it is difficult for the orcs to fight against the tauren, but with several orcs outflanking them, the tauren have no chance of winning and will be knocked down soon.
But today's tauren are not afraid of pain at all. When the swords and axes hit them, it was as if they didn't exist. They became more powerful and could easily tear the orcs apart.
The wolf cavalry on both wings continued to charge and cut, and the tauren army continued to shrink like a peeled onion.
At this moment, the popularity of the orcs is booming, and the two orc generals have not yet entered the battlefield.
Vol'jin nodded. Although the casualties far exceeded expectations, the situation in front of him told him that the orc army had won.
He looked at the Sea King Power in the sky, feeling secretly proud that his previous worries were completely unnecessary. There was no chance for the Alliance to appear.
The tauren army was surrounded before it could fully expand. It was a bad move by Kane. An old bull who fell into madness really lacked wisdom.
The thunderous sound of war drums sounded.
Saguroth Saurfang and Gordor Nazgrim, the two orc generals, led their elite troops into the battlefield.
Their target is Cairn Bloodhoof, the tauren leader who has returned from the dead.
Beside Cairn Bloodhoof, the corpses of orcs have piled up like a mountain, but even if he is as brave as him, he will still be tired, not to mention that his body is already covered with large and small wounds.
The opportunity to establish meritorious deeds has come. (To be continued)