In fact, before deciding to attack the Alliance's camp north of Lordaeron, Orgrim considered an option. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info that is to ignore the camp and bypass further north.

Later the Great Chief gave up.

First, the camp of the Alliance is too big, a full ten kilometers wide.

Second, further north, I don't know why it's a swamp that stretches for at least twenty kilometers. Of course, Orgrim didn't know that his scout had come across the swamp spell made by the elven mage, and that the swamp behind it was all made by phantoms. After losing Gul'dan's magical support, the tribe became blind in this regard.

Orgrim had no choice but to either break through the Alliance's camp or make a detour of sixty or seventy kilometers to pick up Grom's Warsong Clan.

Obviously, when surrounded by strong enemies, it is a very dangerous option to take a detour that far. This is a once-in-a-time, and it is not uncommon for thousands of troops to be killed in the Midway Alliance camp.

Orgrim chose to storm the camp.

The Horde attacked the Alliance in a calculated cone.

In the middle are the ogres and the elite of the Blackstone clan, and on the wings are the trolls.

After a lot of sacrifices, the Horde's offensive smashed the Alliance's defenses like a sledgehammer tearing down houses.

The Alliance's Elven Ranger also fought back with all their might, but even with the help of a large number of [3,000 Kills You] mines, it was unable to stop the advance of the Horde army.

The dazzling light of the explosion illuminated the eyes of more orcs, and the unfortunate forwards seemed to be surrounded by all kinds of colored flashes that disturbed the optic nerve, and then were gorgeously dismembered by all kinds of magic, and the result was, of course, in the streets.

Many orcs who had not yet lost their breath let out a terrible wail on the battlefield ground.

But the orcs could also hear the wooden crackle of the giant hammer smashing the wooden wall, and the two-high wooden wall was reduced to countless pieces of wood slag scattered under the onslaught of the violent demolition workers like the orcs.

"Lok-tar!" a sky-shattering roar resounded throughout the battlefield.

When the entire outer wall of the first camp collapsed, there was a roar among the tribe.

Victory is in sight!

According to the orcs' understanding of humans, there won't be too many walls around the camp. Generally speaking, there are only three walls, and you can definitely kill the core area.

The orcs sacrificed a full 5,000 elites to reach the front of the second wall.

There was another violent demolition, and the second wooden wall fell.

This time, the orcs waited for a magical attack that they both wanted to see and didn't want to see.

In the distance, on the wooden tower a hundred meters away, the robes of the High Elf mages flowing in the wind were clearly visible.

When the magic array suspended in mid-air lit up with glow, the ****'s magic beam bounced up droplets of light and heat, forming a chaotic flame turbulence, sweeping the entire orc battle column.

At the same time, more than a thousand sharp arrows swept up a storm and rained down on the orcs at the same time.

At the edge of the second wall, it was as if a hell gate had been formed, and any orc who dared to step into this realm would be sucked into the realm of death.

Red, orange, yellow, emerald green...... Bursting magical light irritates the orc's eyes, and the deafening sound is enough to drive any recruit crazy on the battlefield.

Summoning hundreds of Sky Mages to bombard an area was undoubtedly a luxury.

It has to be said that this method of concentrating firepower on a local part has never been ineffective throughout the ages, and this time is no exception, the continuous generation of magical turbulence vortex has caused heavy casualties on the tribe's side, and at the same time, it has also produced an equal amount of terror and embarrassment.

It's like pouring a basin of ice water on the head while the enemy celebrates victory, quenching the enemy's arrogance.

Orgrim grabbed Deputy Sarbeck's breastplate.

"Behind it is the main camp of the alliance. Let the troops spread out! Spread out the attack, and don't storm the enemy's strongest point. ”

The soldiers of the tribe seemed to be about to retreat for a moment, however, they suddenly gave up retreating under the reprimand of the middle commander behind them, and moved horizontally to both sides.

However, this is exactly what the Elven Ranger wants.

It turns out that the orcs rush and fight, and the ranger may not be able to supply the arrows well, or maybe take a breath.

Fighting on a minefield sounds like dancing on the tip of a knife. In fact, when I started fighting, it was not as easy as I imagined.

That's right, it is true that elves do not explode when they step on it.

The problem is that once an elven ranger doesn't notice an orc approaching, when the orc steps on the [3,000 kills you] explosion not far from the ranger, the magic doesn't have eyes, and it will still affect the ranger. Trolls will also use spears when they come up.

Archery requires concentration.

Looking at the big picture requires distraction.

This is not an easy thing to do.

Even the elite of the Windranger family had more than a dozen people who died because of their misses.

Of course, this is much better than the previous battle of trolls fighting to the death in the jungle without cover.

The tribe that made a roundabout way to avoid the magical bombardment did not know that they had actually drawn the next note.

The High Elf Mage stopped casting spells and retreated to rest, handing the battlefield back to the Ranger troops.

Without dodging, the Elven Ranger rained down arrows on the third wooden wall towards the spreading tribe. According to Queen Xi, it was as easy as hunting.

However, the tribe has simpler and more violent ways to avoid the rain of arrows.

This group of brutal guys actually used more than a dozen orcs to exert their strength together, lifted the entire wooden wall with brute force, and used the huge wooden wall as a shield to advance into the depths of the camp.

One person was killed, and immediately another orc was on top of the wooden wall.

This brute-force hack left the elves dumbfounded. Except for the few rangers who stepped into the hero realm, the other rangers had no problem with such a huge 'shield'.

Duke had to let Marianne take the shot.

As a top-level mage who can be included in the category of mass killing weapons in all countries, the Radiant Moon-level Marianne easily created one explosive fireball after another without aiming.

With Firewing as her surname, she is naturally a natural member of the Five Fireball God Cult.

The frenzied flames painted oil paintings of blood and fire on the battlefield. Often, the explosion of a large fireball means that hundreds of orcs lose cover and die in the hunt of the rangers.

After the orcs had paid for the death of a thousand people, the third wooden wall had finally collapsed, and of course Orgrim would not let go of this opportunity, and a simple but powerful order was issued to the entire army.

"Assault!"

It stands to reason that after the three wooden walls, it should be the main camp of mankind. The sacrifice of seven thousand men was worth it for the horde's army. They rushed forward with all their might, longing to do what they had done in the Elwyn Forest—and when the great axe smashed through the weak doors of the human house, there was an unsuspecting inner chamber. (To be continued.) )