It was not only Duke and his party who arrived, but also Kilrog* Deadeye and Zuluhid in the distance with nearly a thousand orc warriors. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the Alliance's side, it was the Twelve Paladins and the entire human soldier column that rushed over. The Storm Knights had already broken away from Orgrim's guards and rushed to Lothar's side, embracing the Alliance Boss.

Not only that, but more than 100 steam tanks rushed in. The dwarves above are firing desperately, sweeping the orcs across the area.

In the distance, after the back and forth of the tank assault group, the entire orc army had been cut into several pieces. There aren't many tribal flags still flying on the battlefield. Although these clans are still struggling to survive the onslaught of humans, more and more mages and heavy artillery are entering the city, making their resistance useless.

There weren't enough orc warriors gathered together to break through the shield and sword formations of the human soldiers, but when they gathered together, they had to face the concentrated attacks of the magicians. The most terrifying of all was the dwarves' most massive tank destroyer.

Even though it was a huge and bulky guy, as long as you gave it a turn and a minute or two to aim and reload, a shell came down, and it was a rock. In the hit area, there is absolutely no grass in a radius of more than 200 meters.

The orc army has fallen into such a dead loop, the assembly will be gathered and annihilated, and the scattered will be killed by the human shield array one by one.

In addition, the rear formation has been shattered by the dwarves' blitzkrieg, and in the back of the place, there are still 40,000 dwarven infantry nailed there, constantly bleeding the orcs.

The slogans of "Lok-tar, ogar!" were no longer audible, and their eyes were full of orcs who had lost their weapons and fled in a hurry.

In its place, it was all shouts of "Long live the Alliance!"

Standing tall on the top of the tank, Duke looked down at Orgrim and uttered the words that were almost pronounced: "The League has won!"

Orgrim got up again, shaking his body and spitting blood, so badly injured that he couldn't even lift the [Hammer of Doom], but he still shouted in a hoarse voice, "This time, the tribe has failed. But so what? the Horde will have their third Great Chief, and every race of warriors in your alliance will die at the hands of the Horde Warriors!

Suddenly, Orgrim shouted with all his might: "Zuluhid, Kilrog, Kargas, go, go, go--the tribe has not failed, the tribe will not fail-"

Lothar sighed softly, "Catch it alive!"

Even if he lowered his voice, even if his always loud voice was lowered, it was almost like yelling in the ears of ordinary people.

Led by the twelve paladins, more than five hundred knights rode out at the same time and rushed towards Orgrim.

Kargas* Blade Fist replaced the reply with his actions, his gray muscles bulging inch by inch, and he grabbed Orgrim with his remaining hand, what he wanted to do, it was self-evident.

Tirio Ferdin's arrived.

Under the acceleration of the war horse, a hammer that was extremely fast came with a bang.

"When!" Kargas barely managed to block with his massive blade attached to his arm.

Without the slightest gasp for air, Gavin Rad and Saidan Dasohan hit the two hammers together, in no particular order.

"Wow!" Rao is a hero who is as strong as a death gladiator like Kargas, and under the joint attack of the two top human forces, he still flew out more than twenty meters and rolled on the ground for many times before he regained his breath.

Sadly, he was far away from Orgrim.

With a fist slam to the ground, Kargas retreated.

Yes, he did his best!

Kilrog* Deadeye wielded a sharp bone spur axe and blasted a human knight into the air with an axe, the hard bone china piercing through the knight's plate armor and hooking out the bowels of the creature's abdomen. With the only remaining eye, he looked at Orgrim, who had been rushed to his side by the Twelve Knights, and without hesitation, he turned and left.

But Zulushid...... Ogrim's lieutenant, in the astonishment of everyone, rushed over with a sledgehammer.

That's right, he wants to save Orgrim, and save his beloved Great Chief under the noses of nearly a thousand human knights, twelve paladins who are too fierce to be human, and three female ranger heroes who are sharper than male heroes.

This can no longer be said to be sanity or courage, Zuluhid at this moment is more like a fanatical martyr. Not only him, but also more than three hundred orc warriors who charged with him, they were all great warriors.

"Uther!" a panting Lothar called out to the paladin leader.

Needless to say, everyone understands.

Duke raised his hands and pressed Sylvanas and Wenresa's bows and arrows. Magni, who had given the order to prepare to open fire, also lowered his hand that should have been waved.

This is the final battle of the campaign.

A true warrior crosses borders and even races.

They deserve to be respected, of course.

Uther trotted with a large number of knights, and then let the horses start to accelerate. At this point in the war, no knight still had a riding spear.

What determines the outcome is the moment when they get close to each other, the knight's horse riding skills, and the fleeting duel of death.

It's close!

It's close!!

It's closer.

The orc warriors of Zuluhid have a wealth of experience fighting knights.

It is not easy to kill a knight directly, and a knight with excellent equestrian skills can dodge or use a cavalry shield to defend against most attacks on his upper body.

The orcs' hammers swung in arcs, and the lucky ones who succeeded could hit the huge head of their hammer with all their might.

Hundreds of horses fell, blood pouring from their shattered skulls, their limbs twitching and dying. The knight on horseback either fell to the ground in disbelieving the orc and killed him, or jumped down at the last minute, rolled on the ground, and then got up and continued the fight.

More knights, the moment before the orc's hammer or axe hit the horse, the reins allowed the horse to avoid death at the last moment, and then the fatal blow with the horse's momentum.

In the first wave of hedging, the Alliance and the Horde played 118:230.

Uther perfectly blocked Zuluhid's attack, and with a hammer of supreme light, it slammed into Zuluhid's right shoulder armor, and almost everyone who followed Zuluhid heard the sound of shattering. It wasn't just the crackling of the shoulder armor, but the cracking of the entire right shoulder.

Zuruhid's entire right chest was completely shattered by Uther's blow. Holding the hammer's arm aloft, he flew high into the air and began to spin in the air. (To be continued.) )