Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Boom, boom, boom"

Nearly 40,000 orcs walked on the plains of the Arathi Highlands. The wolf cavalry's Mercedes-Benz caused the ground near the battlefield to start shaking. Although there was no terrible oppression when the human cavalry group charged, but there were few in the enemy. Under the circumstances, the human defenders guarding the Arathi Highlands POW camp still felt a threat.

Looking at the sea of ​​people who are heading to the black pressure, it is almost impossible to see the side. Unless you are here, it is difficult to imagine that it has been 4 years since the Second World War, but Azeroth still has so many orcs.

Danas Torbane stood in front of the position. He used his binoculars to look at the battlefield in front of him. After being beaten a few times a half month ago, the comeback orcs no doubt learned the lesson. Instead of blindly dividing troops, they planned to break the remaining large prisoner-of-war camps one after another in a planned way.

To this day, on the third day after the orcs regrouped, the three large prisoner-of-war camps in the Arathi Highlands were the only one behind the general, and the remaining two were the most common and the most difficult to deal with by the orcs. The manpower tactics have been overcome.

And their numbers have swelled to today's extremely dangerous level. In contrast, their opponents, the Stromgarde Corps commanded by Danas, the soldiers scattered from other battlefields and the Paladins who came to aid, add up. 24,000 people.

The area where the prisoner of war camp is located is not easy to defend and difficult to attack. The veteran of the battlefield like Danas is very clear that if he does not have more cards in his hand, then this battle is destined to be very difficult.

"How about reinforcements?"

The dignified general did not look back. He put away the telescope and asked:

"Where is the reinforcement I want?"

"Reporting the generals, 3000 people led by Marshal Gatheris are approaching the battlefield, while the Paladins commanded by Sir Uther and Sir Fording are stationed in the hillside prisoner of war camp in case of surprise. The Frostwolf Orcs in Rank Valley began to attack the Thunderspear dwarves there, and the dwarves of Ironforge and Eagle's Nest sent their generals there..."

The adjutant standing behind Danas said hardly:

"As for Gilneas and Dalaran, there is no news, the high elves of Quel'Thalas also rejected our request for help."

"3000 people..."

Darnas meditated on this desperate number, clenching his fists:

"Gilnis and Quel'Thalas are out of the league, and I didn't expect them to send reinforcements. I'm asking about the army of Torrent Fort? Where is the heavy cavalry regiment? They should have arrived on the battlefield this morning!"

"General, the road from Torrent to the POW camp has been blocked by the orcs."

The adjutant felt the murderous air from Danas in front of him, he swallowed and said:

"The heavy cavalry regiment tried to cross the blockade early this morning, and had engaged with the orcs, but their breakthrough was not thorough. Before we received the news, they withdrew the Torrent... The ogres and orcs driven by the orcs The trolls are now attacking the king capital."

"How many are ogres and trolls?"

Danas asked incredulously. He pointed to the black orc sea in front of him, and he shouted angrily:

"How many orcs are we facing? Have the ministers in the palace been burnt out? Do they not know where is the most important battlefield? Without heavy cavalry wearing the Orcish Front, should I be taken lightly? Did the cavalry charge towards the orcs?"

"General!"

The adjutant also fought a lot of battles with Danas. Seeing that his general had lost his mind, he looked at his burning eyes, and the veteran Shen Sheng said:

"That was the order given by the king personally... The army's messenger promised that once the Torrent Fortress lifted the stalemate of the siege, the heavy cavalry corps would rush to the battlefield as soon as possible.

"So that waste means, let me take you here until the orcs lose their interest in fighting, or our army is wiped out?"

Danas was laughed out of anger, a flash of gleam flashed in his eyes:

"The kingdom of Stromgarde has been utterly lost by the group of cowards, and since there is no reinforcements, then let's go!"

"Let the soldiers prepare the torches, I would rather burn the green skin behind me to death, rather than let them join the disgusting tribe again!"

The general yanked out the battle axe behind him. He looked back at the orc that was about to reach the war zone. His other hand was raised high. Behind him, the archer and musketeer of Stromgarde brushed together. Brush raised his weapon.

At this time, a riot in the orc formation in front of Danas, with the orcs retreating to the sides, a scene that made the soldiers of the Alliance extremely angry appeared in front of them.

The human soldiers who were captured in the previous chaos were tied with their hands and pushed out of the orc’s position. The number of these captives was large. After all, the small prisoner camps in the Arathi Highlands were all broken by the orcs and were missing. The number of soldiers is at least 2000 or more, but what really surprised General Danas was that this time the orcs did not kill all the captives, but used them in a more insidious battlefield.

"Torbain!"

Grom Hellscream rides on his black war wolves. He pulls the reins of the war wolves and wanders in front of the human captives who were forced to kneel on the ground. Behind each captive, there was a hand-held blade. Orc executioner.

Everyone knows what these orcs are about to do, and the entire battlefield is silent at this moment.

The orc chieftain of the Warsong clan shouted toward the human general:

"You are a good warrior! When I first saw you, I knew this. If I could, I hope I can actually fight you, cut off your head, or be cut off by you. .. But now, listen!"

"All the orcs in Arathi Highlands have been freed. Except those behind you, the lives of our compatriots are in your hands, but now the lives of your soldiers are in our hands!"

"Now, stand up and let's talk! If you have this courage!"

"Roar Roar"

Grom’s provocation caused the orcs behind him to roar loudly. They mocked the human position in front of them. Within a minute, the heavily armed Darnas took the tomahawk and walked out of the defensive position. Beside him are two loyal veterans, holding a shield, ready to protect the general from withdrawal.

Beside Danas, there was Lord Mograine, the nobleman from Lordaeron. This brave paladin followed Danas, and he did not feel fear because of the sea of ​​orcs in front of him.

Danas was standing 20 meters in front of the position. He moved his wrist and shouted towards Grom:

"So, Chief Greenskin, what do you want to talk to me? Do you want to surrender to an alliance that you can never defeat? I can't accept it. I don't have enough prisons to hold you again!"

The general's voice was a bit of boldness and contempt, which made the human defenders behind him also burst out with laughter. Danas was using irony to satirize the orcs. After all, behind him was the prison cage holding the orc captives.

The morale of both sides also became high because of the confrontation between the leaders of both sides.

"It's a good thing to play, Danas, I hope your axe is as flexible as your tongue."

Grom snorted dismissively, his finger pointed at the human captives behind him, he shouted loudly:

"But before we actually start a fight, I want to exchange a captive with you, 2,000 human soldiers who lost their helmets and armor, and 4,700 orcs imprisoned behind you! You are not calling yourself "civilization" and "kindness" "You? Now, let me see your civilization!"

This request made Danas frown. He looked back at the equally doubtful Grand Knight of Mograine, both of whom were veterans of the Second World War. They were more familiar with the orc's simple and crude style than anyone else. The exchange of captives has never been seen in previous wars.

"Don't promise him, Danas."

Mograine took a pride of Paladin and glanced at the human captives captured by the orcs. He whispered:

"This sale is very cost-effective, and I seriously doubt that these orcs who have no honor at all will fulfill their promises. The most important thing is that once the prisoners are handed over to us, we..."

"We lost the final hole, I know, Mograine."

Danas nodded slightly to Mograine:

"Things are weird. Obviously, these orcs want to liberate their captives, but they are not willing to pay too much casualties. This is in conflict with their usual style of behavior. Although we don't know why they did this, we can use this One thing, we need more time than they do."

"What the **** are you mumbling about?"

Grom waited a little impatiently, he shouted loudly:

"If you want to fight, you must exchange your time... I can't wait to cut your head!"

"Are you going to **** so anxiously?"

Danus turned back and cursed very rudely:

"Green skin is stupid. Of course, the league will not give up the life of any member, but the exchange of more than 6,000 people is something I can't decide, and frankly, I can't believe you!"

"Then let you see my sincerity!"

Grom raised his left hand. This action made Danas and Mograine vigilant at the same time. Behind him, the archers also pointed their weapons at the orc, but it was unexpected to everyone. Yes, after Grom raised his arm, at least one hundred human captives were pushed out of the orc's position. Instead of cutting off their heads from behind, the orc executioners also cut the ropes and gave these soldiers freedom.

Seeing that the free human soldiers were kicked out of the orc's position under the orcs' punches and kicks, not only General Darnas and the Grand Knight Mograine were stunned, but even the released captives themselves were stunned.

Many of them are ready to go to death, intending to break up when necessary, but now, watching their companions walk through the open space between the two parties, and return to the human position safely, all of them are in their hearts There was a doubt.

Are these orcs taking the wrong medicine today?

What are they going to do?

"I have shown my sincerity! Darnas, where is your sincerity?"

Grom asked arrogantly, his uncanny accent of human language sounded on the weird battlefield:

"Swap? Or go to war! The choice is up to you!"

Danas Trollbane had sweat on his forehead. He was not afraid to fight the orcs on the battlefield, he was used to that kind of battle, but now, the reckless orcs have obviously carried out some The conspiracy he didn't understand made this battlefield fighter's steel-like will rarely be shaken.

He looked back at the Great Knight of Lordaeron, Mograine shook his head towards him, and there was a trace of doubt in the eyes of the Great Knight.

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"I don't know what happened to the Arathi Highlands."

The ruins of the original Dunhold Castle have been transformed into a large prisoner-of-war camp a few years ago. More than 5,000 orcs are being held here. Now that the frontline battle is tense, Paladins from Lordaeron take over here The defense of the city is like steel.

And now, Paladin Uther and his friend Tirion Fordine are standing on the walls of the prisoner of war camp, worrying about the war in Arathi Highlands, once the assembled orcs break through the defense of Arathi Highlands, then more than 50,000 The orc will immediately change direction and rush into the Hillsbrad Foothills, which is the worst future.

"Perhaps we should separate some people to support Mograine and Danas."

Uther said to Verding:

"The withdrawal of Gilneas and Quel'Thalas has severely weakened the league's strength. Relying on Stromgarde's army alone cannot stop the orcs. Gathris is somewhat reckless, if his attitude can be Better, maybe we will be able to bring Stratholme’s 2 legions together."

Foding, a traditional nobleman who had already reached middle age, nodded silently, but he didn't seem to want to say too much about issues related to royal power. He shifted the topic to another direction:

"Dunhold has an army of 14,000 people. I can take 4,000 people...maybe along with Dassauhan to disrupt the orc's supply line from behind, just like we did in the Burning Plains."

"Well, this is a good plan, relying on the high mobility of the knights, between the hills and the highlands, so that no matter if the orcs attack, we can react in time..."

"Wow"

The two commanders were talking, and they saw that in front of the suspension bridge outside the castle, the patrols who had gone out a few minutes ago appeared at the gate of the city, and behind him, there were several orcs.

This weird scene made Uther and Fordine look at each other. The two of them hurried to the gate under the protection of the guards.

A moment later, Uther saw a strange patrol and also saw the orc leaders. He suddenly pulled out the warhammer behind him and shouted:

"Orgrim! You fugitive, what are you doing here?"

Fording's reaction is more direct:

"Soldiers, catch him!"

Facing the surrounding soldiers, Orgrim was not nervous, and even stretched out his hand to stop the young orc behind from gripping his arms. He looked back at Uther and Fording, and there was a smile on his mouth:

"I am the special envoy of the orc clan. This time, I came with the will of peace! I want to see your king!"

"All kings!"

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