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The cavalry charge brought down a large number of orcs, but new warriors immediately filled the void. The orc troops lined up in three neat columns and began to advance towards the Union cavalry, and they retreated. Step by step, they were forced towards the lake.

Don't look at the fact that these orcs' battle columns are only so thin and three-layered, on the terrifying basis that the quality of individual soldiers is enough to crush the alliance cavalry, even if it is only three horizontal columns, it is not something that the alliance cavalry can break through!

The rear formation began to stabilize, and the infantry of the alliance was also violently attacked by the orcs coming from the Chinese army, and it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire for a while.

Once they had achieved their goal, half of the remaining orc soldiers continued to attack the city. They crossed the forest of ice crystals and stormed the walls, quickly running out of stones, oil, sand, and other things that could be used for defense.

Orcs can now continue to climb the walls with relative safety. The orcs grinned wickedly and climbed over the walls, climbing as high as they could. Most of the orcs were impaled or shot down by the Elven Ranger's arrows before they could reach the wall, but some did make it to the wall and began to attack the guards.

Arthas never imagined that the orcs would be so terrifying. Obviously, they had only extinguished their first wave of attacks not long ago, but more orcs rushed over.

The corpses of the orcs piled up and provided some cover for the orcs as they climbed the wall, stepping on the corpses of their companions and even using them as shields to fend off the rain of arrows and the magic attacks that fell from time to time.

The Orc offensive was terrifying, and it often cost the lives of five or six Lordaeron soldiers to kill a single orc climbing the walls.

Once again, the city's defenses became precarious.

"This can't go on like this!" Arthas shouted to Duke with great nervousness, "Your Excellency, this is the time when Lordaeron will collapse first in the afternoon, and we need reinforcements!"

Duke smiled, and in the gesture of an elder, he touched Arthas's blood-stained helmet.

"Your Highness, although I am not much older than you in terms of age, militarily, I am your senior. Duke's smile somehow seemed like Duke was triumphant. He pretended to be extremely forced: "A true king or commander never defeats an enemy on the battlefield. ”

"What!?" Arthas froze.

"A true commander gathers all the cards he needs to win before the battle begins. The so-called battle is often nothing more than a matter of going through the motions. ”

"Huh!?"

At this moment, Duke was full of unparalleled momentum that pointed the country. The mysterious and confident aura that lingered in him made everyone around him feel that as long as Duke had a finger, even thousands of tribes, even the murderous army that had destroyed several kingdoms and was known as a nightmare on earth, would be wiped out in an instant.

For a moment, Arthas was stunned.

Haduron Mingyi and Lotheron Theron, the two new ranger generals, Mu Li, were on the spot.

Aurelia and Wenresa beside Duke were both short of breath.

Everyone stared at Duke's movements, only to see him proudly raise his left index finger, pointing horizontally to the northeast.

Following the direction of Duke's finger, a large flag appeared!

Columns of silver-armored infantry were pacing the horizon, the sun behind them, making them look like an army from a mythical age.

The spear held high is like a forest, and the tip of the spear reflects the dazzling sunlight.

For some reason, every warrior remembered the time when humanity was united under one banner for the first time in history, awakening the distant legends from their ancestors that had been passed down for more than 2,800 years.

It was a time when all human clans fought side by side.

It was a glorious era in which invincibility was the end of every battle.

The one and only answer is imprinted in the soul, in everyone's genes.

What's that answer?

Arathas Empire!

The Greatest Empire of Mankind!

At this moment, at this moment, on this battlefield, there is an even greater organization, the Lordaeron Alliance.

One side, two sides...... Dozens or hundreds, hundreds of alliance battle flags fluttering in the wind suddenly appeared on the horizon! Looking at the momentum, how many more than 100,000 people were there?

The soldiers began to speed up and trotted across the battlefield, their heads held high, their spears held diagonally in rows.

A silver-white wave appeared on the battlefield, and they were galloping, obviously they were all infantry, but they condensed a terrifying momentum like thousands of horses galloping.

These warriors obviously have well-defined human features.

Everyone looked at it from afar, but because of the brilliance of the sun, their faces were covered with a layer of golden light.

Their faces became blurred, their weapons were dazzling, and every face became deified, as if they had emerged from a long history and fought for humanity once again.

"It's our people!!"

"It's a brother from the Griffon Legion. ”

"Reinforcements are coming!"

"Long live the Alliance!"

Every warrior in the bitter battle suddenly burst out with greater strength and stronger momentum, and the momentum that had just been suppressed by the tribe rose again, which in turn suppressed the tribe.

The brown and red on Orgrim's face faded, and he knew he had to make a decision.

The attack was unfavorable, and it was flanked by the coalition forces left and right. If he is given enough time, he may be able to surround the point and send reinforcements, and eat one or two alliance divisions in the field first.

But now, it has become the tribe that is under siege.

No matter how fierce Orgrim's elite is, it is only in the early 30,000s. Now that the Alliance's forces have exceeded the critical point that the Horde can bear, it is likely to collapse if they continue to fight.

It was then that Zuluhid brought worse news to Orgrim.

"Great Chief, on the lake to the south there are a large number of warships, with the flags of Dalaran and Gilneth on them. It was less than half a day away from us. ”

"Miscalculated. Ogrim's mouth was full of bitterness.

Originally, Orgrim dared to storm Lordaeron City just to make a time difference. In the spirit of Lordaeron, the main force did not return to capture Lordaeron. In Orgrim's vision, the Lordaeron army should have returned first, followed by Grom's 100,000 tribes. Further south, in the Allied forces of Dalaran and Gilneys, it should be the latest to arrive.

But now, the Alliance has taken advantage of their original advantage on Lake Lordaeron to mobilize ships to send reinforcements to the city of Lordaeron. In this case, the troops in Lordaeron City will exceed 200,000 in one day, and even if Grom's troops are added, they will still not be able to take it.

After much thought, Orgrim finally shouted the most bitter word out of his mouth.

"Withdraw" (To be continued.) )