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Only when they experience it personally will human warriors understand the terror of those green-skinned monsters.

Although the narrow valley cannot support too many orcs and wolf cavalry to pass through at the same time, even so, when the wolf cavalry charged, they still burst out with momentum like a thousand troops.

These orcs roared, roared, shouted and howled one after another, waving all kinds of crude weapons in their hands, their momentum was so crazy.

The forest of spears and strict shields couldn't even make them blink. These green little giants ignored the sharp spear tips and rushed towards the human formation.

Almost instantly, the first batch of orc cavalry crashed into the human military formation.

Compared with the fine armored human soldiers, the armor of the orcs is extremely crude. However, their rough skin and strong muscles make up for this. In most cases, the human warriors must try their best to inflict enough damage on them. Damage, and more often than not, humans have to face situations where weapons can only break through the skin and be caught in the muscles.

However, this only occurs when infantry fights.

Regarding the charge of the orc wolf cavalry, the human side's tried-and-tested spears once again showed their effectiveness in dealing with the cavalry. The wolf cavalry were like moths flying into the flame, smashing into the forest of spears, and then being killed. The spear penetrated, and their warg became a sacrifice to this killing machine.

At this point, they are no different from the human, troll, or kobold opponents the soldiers have dealt with in the past.

However, in this case, the orcs showed their opponents why they were able to unify Draenor, enslave all races in Draenor, and why they made the nobles and generals of the Stormwind Kingdom change their minds after hearing this.

For the wolf cavalry behind them, the deaths of their companions were nothing.

As if they couldn't see the corpses, they sent their bodies to the spears one after another, struggling to attack the human formation.

The second batch..…………

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Finally, the spearmen could no longer hold on. The corpses strung on the spears and the constant impact not only broke some of the spears, but also made them exhausted. Soon, the first line of defense collapsed, and the wolf cavalry It hit the shield formation hard.

The power of the orcs is really huge, and their weight and impact cannot be underestimated. Even if the shield bearers hold the shield with both hands, they will inevitably be hit and their jaws will crack.

The orcs, who were finally able to engage their opponents in close combat, became even more crazy. They crashed into the human phalanx regardless of life and death, and sent their heavy weapons into the enemy formation. In just a few seconds, the first of the phalanx The second row suffered a brutal breakthrough, and it was as if there was a hole in the dam. More cavalry rushed forward to attack one after another, almost causing the formation to collapse.

However, this is not without cost. As more and more corpses pile up in front of the battle, and more and more wolf cavalry and human soldiers fight together, the momentum of the wolf cavalry's attack finally begins to slow down, and the running wargs He had to face a large number of enemy and friend corpses as obstacles, and he had to be careful not to hit his own people in front.

However, this does not mean that the human side will have the upper hand.

When the shield bearers and spearmen in the front row completed their tasks with their lives, and at the same time lost their due effect, the ordinary sword and shield infantry in the back row fought out to perform their duties.

They are the main force in the melee.

Their usual fighting method is to use shield to parry the enemy's attack, and then thrust out the sword when the enemy is exposed by the attack.

Unfortunately, in such a melee, the advantages of the orcs' individual combat power were highlighted.

Their power is more powerful, and they often hit with one blow. Even if the human soldiers use shields to block it, they will inevitably be hit hard and unable to receive the second blow.

Their vitality is more tenacious. Even if they are seriously injured, they can continue to fight bloodyly until their life is exhausted.

What's even more frightening is that compared to human cavalry, although the impact of the orc wolf cavalry is far inferior, they are better at melee combat.

Because the mounts under their crotches are not ordinary beasts, but beasts that are as bloodthirsty as them.

These wargs have fangs and claws, and even if their masters die in battle, they can inflict huge amounts of damage to human infantry.

Under the watchful eye of Baron Grammont, the balance of victory has begun to tilt towards the orcs. The advantages established by the human side based on the formation are slowly being wiped out. What worries him most is that the number of orcs in the surprise attack is higher than he imagined. There are much more. Even now, wolf cavalry are constantly being thrown into the battlefield one after another.

God knows how there were so many orc cavalry able to penetrate deep into the heart of the Kingdom of Stormwind.

He looked at Ye Ting beside him.

Perhaps, their hope of victory lies in the magician in front of them.

"Lord Lever~" he whispered, "I can only rely on you from now on."

"Don't worry," Ye Ting nodded, "these enemies are not under my control yet."

After speaking, he tightened the reins, and the war horse immediately took him a few steps forward.

When he almost reached the edge of the battlefield, he began to mutter something.

In an instant, terrifying magic power began to gather, and Ye Ting's hands and eyes emitted blue-purple light representing arcane magic. Then, water vapor began to condense in the sky above the battlefield.

In the hot weather of late summer and early autumn, both sides of the battlefield suddenly felt an inexplicable chill.

Is this an illusion?

Garona and Baron Grammont looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

However, this is an illusion.

Because, snowflakes suddenly fell in the sky, and the white snowflakes were so abrupt in the still green valley.

'..What a beauty. "

Garona stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake and sighed - In her hometown of Draenor, the completely depleted planet has not seen such a scene for a long time.

However, this gentle snowflake is just a precursor to destruction.

Soon, it was not just the snowflakes falling from the sky.

First, there are some ice particles the size of rice grains, which have almost melted when they fall to the ground (how expensive), and then there are hailstones the size of pigeon eggs, which can knock out a big bag when they hit a person's head. The hailstones that came down were getting bigger and denser, and soon those who were hit were forced to run away with their heads in their hands.

However, this sudden burst of hail strangely did not fall on the heads of Garona and Gramon, nor on the heads of the fighting humans and orcs. Instead, it fell on the rear of the orcs, and on the wolf cavalry who were constantly supporting them. They and the orcs were on the military formation.

If this hail is just ordinary hail, the orcs can still bear it with their rough skin and thick flesh.

However, as time goes by, hailstones are constantly changing.

The temperature of the hail is getting lower and lower, the shape has changed from a spherical shape to a sharp cone, and has changed from a bed-pleasing abnormal weather to a life-threatening fang of the Death God.

These sharp Ice thorns falling from the sky pierced into the bodies of the orcs like a rain of thousands of arrows. In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and all the orcs covered by this terrifying hail let out desperate wails. .