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Not only him, but many generals in the army are in high spirits.
It is believed that the destruction of the alliance is just around the corner.
Only Nekros, who single-handedly contributed to this matter, was a little worried.
He had seen the original guard of Shilu Pass.
I always feel that the two are not alike.
However, in the eyes of orcs, humans all look about the same.
He wasn't sure if it was just his own illusion.
And everyone is very excited.
Necrus doesn't want to touch everyone's mold.
So I didn't say anything.
By noon, the tribal army had marched to the foot of Xueluo Peak.
After crossing the valley ahead, the follow-up road will be flat.
You can go directly to Alterac City.
Therefore, Orgrim ordered to speed up the march in high spirits, preparing to take the mountain city under control before sunset.
Little do they know that the crisis has arrived.
As soon as the enemy troops set foot in the canyon, they were exposed to Pfister's perception.
The tribe's army is well-organized and full of blood. From a distance, it looks like a torrent, with a strong sense of strength.
But Pfister is very confident in the plan of the Stormpike dwarves.
Therefore, the mood is very relaxed, and there are still thoughts.
Staring at the massive enemy army, he secretly complained in his heart, it seems that the tribe is also very knowledgeable about soldiers and never tires of deceit.
In order to avoid the enemy seeing something wrong, the Allied forces left Dunholde only five days ago.
Under Lothar's instruction, the remaining defenders needed to enter and leave the camp frequently.
Thus creating the illusion that the army is still there.
In order to deceive the tribe's spies.
Now the Horde apparently took the same approach.
The number of enemy troops is conservatively estimated at 60.
That's not counting what's left along the way.
And basically all orcs.
Occupy more than half of the number of orcs in the northern continent.
It can be seen that Orgrim will inevitably use the troops of Saurfang in Stromgarde.
The alliance scouts have not sent any relevant information recently.
It can be seen that the tribe is also a master at making expressions.
When the tribal army came to the middle of the canyon, Lothar immediately issued an order.
The next moment, countless figures appeared from above the cliff.
"Compound Magic Super Frost Nova!"
"Compound Magic·Super Arcane Barrage!"
"Conforms to Magic·Super Blizzard!"
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Massive spells poured down from midair.
The most elite forward of the enemy army suffered a large number of casualties in an instant.
The reason why the Allies were able to hide their whereabouts and catch the Horde by surprise was due to the full cooperation of Pfister and Mrs. Shaw.
Pfister used the mist of phases to obscure the vital signs of the allies.
Mrs. Shaw and the members of MI[-] under his command provided 'group invisibility' for everyone.
Orgrim saw everything in his eyes, and his mood couldn't help but fell to the bottom.
Realize that your worst fears have happened.
The whole thing was a conspiracy.
Or something went wrong.
But as a leader, no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't show it.
Immediately without changing his face, he shouted: "Archer, warlock, hit me hard! Lok'tar!"
Engagement locations are deliberately chosen by the Alliance.
It is easy to attack the low point from the high point; it is extremely difficult to attack the high point from the low point.
Therefore, compared with the frantic bombing of the Alliance, the Horde's counterattack was pale and weak.
But Orgrim couldn't choose to retreat.
Because a group of human surprise soldiers had rushed up and down the high slope ahead.
The valley road is narrow and long, lacking turnover space.
If you retreat rashly, not only will you not be able to escape, but the formation may also be directly dispersed.
trigger a mass stampede.
So Orgrim personally stepped forward to oversee the battle and tried his best to maintain the situation.
However, after beheading two Allied soldiers, he was knocked into the air by the enemy general with a resolute face and sparse hair.
Afterwards, the opponent no longer cared about him, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, in the battle formation of a servant tribe.
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