That's right, these rude fellows, after extinguishing the flames on their bodies, had already stood up and let out a nasty mockery at Duke's side.

The orcs are laughing.

Duke was laughing too, but Duke was smiling more and happier.

Lothar suddenly noticed that Duke was looking at ...... Caring for the eyes of fools!

What? Is there a backhand!?

Lothar was startled.

Lothar guessed right. There really is a backhand.

"Did you hear anything?" said Boval, who had the best ears, was the first to wonder.

The next moment, not only Lothar and Simos heard it, but the remnants of the entire griffin legion.

At this time, Duke Shi Shiran said, "Lothar, you'd better let your people go back another fifty yards." ”

Fifty yards, which is already equivalent to retreating into the woods.

From a tactical point of view, retreating into the forest is equivalent to losing the formation.

But thinking of Lothar, whose water level was so low just now, he already understood what Duke had done.

It was the spring flood season, which should be the time when the river water rose, and normally speaking, the water level could not be so low. Then there is only one explanation, Duke had people build a dam at the Stone Tablet Lake in the upper reaches of the river, and all the water was stored to stop it.

This was done after the entire Stormwind Kingdom army passed through and entered the Red Ridge Mountain Pass.

Thinking of Duke's smuggling of workers from the East Valley lumberyard, it is not difficult for Lothar to think that it was also these workers who helped build the river embankment.

Terror!

It's horrible!

Unexpectedly, this mysterious old mage not only has amazing mana, but his wisdom is also so terrifying.

If he wants to plot against the defenders of the Stormwind Kingdom, I'm afraid no one will be able to escape.

Lothar was secretly surprised while exclaiming, "Fortunately, this Excellency is not an enemy of the Stormwind Kingdom. ”

Lothar hurriedly told his men to retreat.

For a well-trained army, this is not a problem.

Ten seconds later, the warriors of the Griffin Legion were secretly happy to see the orcs who had just laughed at the suffering.

With an earth-shattering rumble that could break the heart of any tribal warrior, it seemed to be enough to sweep down the river from the upper reaches of the river, mixed with countless debris, mixed with the anger of humans, and the angry tide poured down.

Before the Horde entered the world of Azeroth, the Bloodring Clan was the most powerful of the tribes, and now the Bloodring Clan is still the first-class clan among the tribes.

Under the leadership of the aged Kilrog*Deadeye, the Bloodring Clan has the indomitable wildness necessary for many years of successful campaigns. For example, attacking the city of Shattrath of the Draenei.

According to the original history, and according to their invincibility in battle, the Bloodring Clan was given the responsibility of defending the occupied area of Kazmodan, the former dwarven territory, and taking on the task of attacking the Dwarven Lair Ironforge Keep.

It can be said that these experienced blood ring warriors who are loyal to the tribe's largest clan, the Blackstone clan, are definitely one of the most valuable treasures of the tribe.

Now, however, the legion, which had only joined the front-line assault under the orders of the Great Chieftain, had been almost completely wiped out.

The few remaining green flags could not even be supported by the great force of nature, and in the blink of an eye, a flood of sharp wooden stakes was completely swallowed up.

Of course, not all the elites of the Blood Ring Clan are here, but losing such an elite vanguard army here, it is estimated that Kilrog will also be quite painful.

The legions that were all famous among the tribes were lined up from upstream to downstream, and Duke roughly counted four or five.

In addition to the blood ring, Duke could barely recognize the larger clans such as Blackstone, Broken Palm, and Dragon's Throat. You know, in the first Dark Gate incident, the entire tribe was all the elite poured out. Most of these are elite veterans who have just experienced a war with the Draenei, and any one of these large clans thrown into the kingdom of Stormwind, which has not been in a major war for hundreds of years, will be enough to bring down this small human kingdom.

You must know that in the original history, it was not one Storm Kingdom that defeated the tribe in the end, but the seven human kingdoms plus the help of dwarves and some elves to defeat the tribe.

So, from the beginning, Duke didn't think that his efforts in the Stormwind Kingdom alone could completely withstand the Horde's onslaught.

All Duke could do was bleed the tribe and let the tribe shed as much blood as possible before the decisive battle.

Today, that's the first step!

In the past, the pioneers who invaded Azeroth would have died, but today, Duke has fulfilled their fate in a different way.

Countless orcs wailed and screamed, trying to get out of this death trap before the flood arrived. Unfortunately, they weren't Naga or fishmen, and the orcs who walked like a foot in the mountains became extremely lame in the water and were quickly swept up in the flood.

The flood wasn't particularly deadly for the strong orcs, but the spiky stakes mixed with the flood were. The orcs had just been crammed into the water to escape the fire, and as a result, a single stake could often stab several orcs as if they were skewering.

In the blink of an eye, the army of orcs, which was incomparably strong just now, became scattered.

And that's not all, Lothar saw that there were a number of large boats down the river along the river, and the human sailors on board were beating drums and throwing javelins to make up for the orcs who had escaped the rescue.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lothar had lost the ability to speak.

At this time, Duke Shi Shiran turned around: "Go, the griffin army needs the enemy's head to sacrifice their robes." ”

Seeing that these orcs, who were still menacing before, had all turned into reservoir dogs, Lothar was a little disappointed, this was not the opponent he wanted.

Bolval stepped forward and patted Lothar's shoulder armor with one hand: "We all know how powerful these greenskins are. The Elwyn Forest can't hold it, and the nobles who have lost their territory need an outlet. I don't want the Griffon Legion to be the target of this outrage. ”

Lothar was a stirring spirit, and suddenly came to his senses.

That's right, he is indeed an excellent general. But he was definitely not a good politician.

Tactically, the warriors of the Griffin Legion have done their best. So what? The Red Ridge Pass is lost, and in the forest terrain where the strongest individual combat power is required, the soldiers of Stormwind City cannot be an opponent of the orcs. Then it is natural for the nobles who have lost their territory to choose to be angry.

Obviously, the 'ineffective' griffon legions are the best scapegoats.

Lothar couldn't bear to see them being reprimanded by the nobles after making such a huge sacrifice!

Luckily, if you can bring back enough orc heads, it will be the best proof of the griffon's bravery!

Lothar swung his sword sharply, "Griffin Legion, forward! Kill those green-skinned brutes who come ashore!"