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It was this kind of mechanical creation that he couldn't understand, and it cost Zu Jin an unknown number of people. It also turned a long-distance run that could have been written into a textbook into a ridiculous empty run.

The red lights all over the mountains are eye-catching and dazzling. It seems meaningless, but it declares danger to every orc.

What to do?

"Attack! there's no danger in this thing!" said one centurion.

Based on previous experience, this is true. This kind of ghost thing that spreads all over the mountains may be able to blow up hidden trolls, but they are not aggressive themselves. Perhaps in the eyes of humans, this thing is no different from the crude axes made by the orcs themselves.

The centurion was even more in the lead, rushing over first, flying up and kicking a croaking demon spirit.

I saw that the demon spirit fly away like a wrecking ball.

If it had been before, his experience was right, and he had no problem doing so.

Right now......

"Bang-"

There was a loud bang, and the demon spirit exploded.

The tremendous force blew away the centurion, who weighed more than three hundred or four hundred kilograms including his armor, and the splattered iron covered his entire ugly face, and he was blind in an instant.

To make matters worse, even though the armor was able to withstand the fatal blow, the explosion still blew off one of his legs.

A centurion who was rarely famous in the Blackstone clan was abolished.

At this moment, the demon spirits surging in front of him suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the tribal army.

"No! ”

How to stop it?

The tribe is only now discovering that the trolls who are good at long-range attacks have long since died.

A little bold, directly throw the only weapon in his hand, maybe he can pick up a small life, really close, not a powerful explosion, enough to make any orc break his arms and legs.

"Bang, bang, bang!" With a series of explosions, the elven ranger on the opposite side began to fire arrows on the wooden wall again.

Suicide bombing, even before Duke crosses, is still an almost unsolvable problem. The only problem for Duke is that he hasn't found the remote-controlled detonation technology yet. These demons and spirits that rushed forward were all loaded with bombs, and then Duke used the system to manipulate the mage's hand to directly detonate them.

Even so, it was enough to make Orgrim's scalp tingle.

Attack is not.

If you don't attack, it's not.

The losses are already significant.

The tribe is not afraid of sacrifice, but what the tribe fears most is this fruitless soft knife to cut meat. Ten thousand people had died, and almost no one had been killed except for tearing down the six wooden walls of the Alliance.

Counting the trolls' spears, the casualties on the Alliance's side definitely didn't exceed 300.

The huge battle loss ratio makes the hearts of the orcs fluctuate.

Ogrim was already a little over 30,000 men left on the way. Now there are more than 20,000 left, and many of them are even more demoralized. How can this be fought?

Duke standing on the tower was patient, and he had not made a direct move so far. Or rather, it's not the time for him to make a move.

The elite of Orgrim's core did not move, and those 10,000 people were the last elite of the Blackstone Clan.

This 10,000 people is not simple, and the system elves rarely remind Duke that these guys actually have good magic resistance. Not only fire resistance, but also seems to have a bit of frost and arcane resistance, which covers most of the mainstream magic.

The most uncertain thing for Duke was Orgrim himself. The profession of physics is different from the law system, and the mage is divided into five levels: earth, sky, morning star, bright moon, and sun. The hierarchy of the physical direction is very vague, and it is generally divided into the realm of good hands, strong players, and heroes.

According to Aurelia, it seems that if she enters the hero realm, she will awaken a certain trait. For example, she specialized in speed and agility, and then awakened additional wind attributes at the Storm Altar.

Ogrim ...... If you don't find an opportunity to force him to go all out, I'm afraid you won't know.

Originally, Duke wanted to drag the elite of the tribe to death, but a system prompt made him startled.

"Herald! Let the Silver Hand appear. ”

As the drawbridge was lowered, the huge eastern gate of Lordaeron, which had been urgently repaired, opened with a roar. A cavalry force of several thousand men rushed out of the city gates and stopped less than a kilometer near Orgrim's rear army.

The bright light of the paladin can be clearly seen from afar.

The number of the Knights of the Silver Hand is not large, in fact, there is less than half a regiment here, only sixty people. And Uther, who is the most capable of fighting, is not there, and only Tirio Ferdin, and Gavin Rad, the two original paladins, lead the team.

The holy light of the paladin, blinded the eyes of the tribal scouts. Thousands of Coalition knights did not attack, but stood behind the flanks of the tribe.

After the guy ran to Ogrim's side to report, Ogrim's face suddenly sank.

He immediately realized that it was Duke who was trying to persuade him to quit.

"Great Chief, you can't retreat! Humans really have that ability, they will attack early in the morning. Orgrim's deputy at the moment shouted, Babek.

"I know. ”

Orgrim was hesitant. Duke's tactical strategy is very clear, which is to kill the elite of the tribe to the maximum. Duke, who has never been confined to one city or one place, but is bent on killing, has come to persuade the tribes in the east to retreat. It was clear that there must be a problem in the Alliance, and Duke would have to concentrate on the encirclement in the west at the cost of abandoning the eastern legions of the Horde.

But what is that variable?

Orgrim didn't know.

Now he is extremely envious of the Alliance's means of communication. This allows senior commanders to quickly grasp the changing state of affairs. Unlike the backward contact methods of the tribe, almost everything depends on personally sending people to deliver orders.

Now it's up to Orgrim to bet or not.

Orgrim even knew that the human cavalry behind his legion was definitely not an elite. He couldn't ignore the existence of this force. It is very dangerous to blindly attack by force, and once the number of tribes falls to 10,000 people, it seems that the front and back attack a few days ago will definitely be repeated.

"Damn!" the massive hammer of destruction slammed into the ground, knocking out a pit of dirt for the boss.

It was at this time that the coalition suddenly counterattacked.

Led by hundreds of red-lit spirits, nearly three thousand elven rangers descended from the wooden wall and slowly advanced as they shot arrows amid the sound of explosions.

Orgrim also discovers that not every Wisp has a big explosion. However, each of these flashing red lights looked exactly the same......

Orgrim suddenly made a surprise to all the guards, and he rushed to the front.

His huge roar pierced through the chaotic battlefield and straight into the alliance formation.

"Duke Marcus!Answer me - Are you in cahoots with Gul'dan!?" (To be continued.) )