Azeroth’s Death Track

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"report!"

It was exactly 45 minutes after Lieutenant Drake returned to Dunhold Castle.

Standing in front of Captain Blackmore, he also carried the head of an orc. The blood stained on the long sword and this spoiled booty represented his bravery and made this heroic human ensign look powerful and abnormal.

"The elves are dead, Captain!"

Lieutenant Drake told the commanders of Dunhold Castle in front of him what he saw in detail:

"Actually, when we arrived, the last line of defense they had formed was on the verge of defeat. The fierce orcs made people point out, and the trolls behind them messed up the elves, but...

The honest second lieutenant whispered in regret:

"But if we set off when we received help before, maybe they could save their lives. Those elves are also brave. They are not afraid of the orcs. Seriously, their slim bodies hide no more than knights. Weak soul."

This pure military-style regret made Captain Blackmore's face a little unsightly, but soon he threw the little unpleasantness in his heart behind him. He looked up and looked at Lieutenant Drucker:

"Did the orcs retreat?"

"It's too dark, we didn't dare to get close."

The second lieutenant replied honestly: "But they found something from the camp. When we left, we heard the cheers of the trolls..."

"Yep..."

The captain rubbed his forehead and said softly:

"Since the situation is unclear, hold on to the castle and wait until dawn."

"Captain!"

Lieutenant Drake was a little dissatisfied when he heard this, and the man who wanted to prove himself on the battlefield shouted: "Aren't we going to kill the orcs, let them run away like this?"

"silly!"

The second lieutenant's scolding sounded at the next moment, and he stared at second lieutenant drunk with a serious face.

"Can you be sure that there is only one orc in the attack? Why did King Pirino build a castle here, don't you know? Dunhold is a strategic place with Arathi and the hills, we are ordered to guard Here, once lost here, the entire Tarren Mill will be directly threatened by the orcs! You tell me, Drucker, is our people more important! Or is it more important to kill a few orcs at the risk of the castle being lost?"

Lieutenant Drucker, who had not learned much about geography, was embarrassed by the captain's scolding, and the captain waved angrily:

"Go to guard the gate, and tomorrow morning, we will set off..."

"Captain! There is an urgent military situation!"

The door of the humble parlor was pushed open, and a scout rushed into the hall with a document, and handed it to Captain Blackmore, who took it in his hand, opened it, and glanced at it, his expression immediately becoming serious.

"Lieutenant Scaroka, Lieutenant Oriden, and you, Drake!"

The captain put the document in his hand aside, adjusted his armor, picked up the command knife, and said aloud:

"Your Majesty King Kel Tiras from Nanhai Town intends to attack the evil orcs with his knights tonight, and we are going to participate in this glorious battle to prepare the soldiers! We are 10 minutes Start after!"

"But Captain!"

The human warrior Drucker's brains twitched again, and he asked:

"What if we leave and the castle is captured?"

"silly!"

The captain drew the second lieutenant's arm with the scabbard. He looked at the night outside the window, and Shen Sheng said:

"If we still have to stick to the castle at this time, once there is something wrong with His Majesty Dai Lin, the responsibility will be borne by our subordinates. On the contrary, we will follow the orders of the navy marshal and go to participate in the battle. Even if the castle falls, it is not. our responsibility..."

"Go and prepare, this time we are going to kill the group of green-skinned beasts by surprise!"

"Observe!"

The several lieutenants turned and left to prepare the soldiers, while Captain Blackmore stood by the window, touching his beard with regret:

"I didn't expect that His Majesty Dai Lin actually had such a deep friendship with those stupid elves, willing to take the risk of coming to the battlefield in person. If I knew it, I would leave the Ranger with his life..."

"But it is said that this majesty hates the orcs very much. It seems that the castle will be cleaned up and Thrall will be away for a few days... Ah, a special little pet, I don’t know if I had a brain problem at that time. To keep him...but he brought me good luck..."

"boom"

The captain's fist hit the window of the reception room. He squinted with his iconic movement. Looking at the night before him, he took a deep breath:

"Me, Edras Blackmore, I am destined to make a career..."

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Time back to the present, the joint forces of humans and elves led by Dai Lin have completely disrupted the formation of the orcs and trolls, but their number is limited after all, and there is no way to completely destroy these orcs, and the physical quality of the orcs It was really tough. After experiencing the panic of the raid, and under the scolding of the orc commanders, they reconstructed their camps separately.

For a time, the anxious position battle started again.

"boom"

Dai Lin raised his two-handed sword, blocking the powerful attack of the orc warlord in front of him. The great force from the weapon made him unable to take a step back, but this was only the beginning, Safarul When the army he led was half slaughtered by Dai Lin, the anger that surged in his body was already intolerable.

"Human! Die!"

"boom"

"boom"

The wielded battle axe was covered with the blood of human soldiers and elven rangers. In the dark moonlight, each wave of this weapon brought a chilling power.

During the third consecutive hack, Dai Lin's wrist can no longer withstand this kind of heavy blow, and the long sword came out. Seeing that Dai Lin is about to be slain by the orc warlord, but he is not panic. His body rolled over on the ground, avoiding Safarul's last blow, and when turning over to stand up, Dai Lin already had two short soldiers in his hand.

This kind of firearm that is often used by dwarves was recently listed as a new weapon by the Human Alliance, and Dai Lin, who is good at fighting at sea, likes this powerful weapon in close combat. In this position, He didn't even need to aim, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

"Bang"

Two loud noises, accompanied by a pungent smell of smoke, fire burst on Saurfang's breastplate. The impact force knocked the Orc Warlord back several steps. His chest was already bloody, and he was wearing Lin seized the opportunity and picked up the tomahawk of a dead orc soldier from the ground, roaring and rushing towards Saurfang.

"boom"

This time, it was the orc warlord who had dominated the previous fall. Dai Lin brandished a fierce battle axe and rushed towards the fallen orc like a wolf.

"Dead! Disgusting miscellaneous!"

"Roar!"

Aware of the dying threat, the famous warrior in the Saurfang tribe refused to die, and the violent blood flowing in the blood vessel exploded, causing his arms like rocks to expand again, he lifted Starting the battle axe, blocking him, blocking Dai Lin's lethal blow.

At this time, outside the dark battle circle, the roars of the orcs sounded again, the offensive of the humans and elves suddenly slowed down, and the deputy general Red. Blackhand who was sent out to clear the road early received Salou With news of Fall's attack, he brought back thirty orcs and killed him again.

Frankly speaking, this number is not much, but now the two sides have been fighting for life and death, and have reached the final stage of the decisive battle. These 30-person orcs have become a decisive force.

"Overseer! Hold on, I'm here! The black hand is here!!"

The son of the former chieftain, the patriarch of the black-toothed grinning clan, holding the crimson war knife in his hands, made people brave to point out that he rushed into the war circle with the orc's reinforcements like a beast, where was the exhausted human knight? Can you survive this group of orcs like wolves?

For a time, the battle line retreated, and the arrival of reinforcements also gave Saurfang a boundless hope in his heart. For a time, he just clenched his teeth to block Dai Lin's violent offensive.

"Your Majesty, we should go!"

The **** Knight Cyrus desperately killed two orc warriors around him, rushed to the panting Dai Lin, and shouted:

"The situation is not good for us! We should retreat!"

"No! I don't allow it!"

Dai Lin turned his head and yelled at his loyal knight: "I don't allow victory to slip away from me! Hold on! Hold on again! We will crush them!"

"But they have reinforcements!!"

The knight knew how crazy his lord’s desire for victory was, and at the moment he tried to persuade, outside the battlefield, behind them, a burst of cheers sounded, and Dai Lin turned back violently, and saw that Hundreds of torches lit on the hills in the distance, and in the light of the fire, Captain Edras Blackmore riding on the war horse saw the situation on the battlefield, and he keenly saw the big man in the center of the battlefield.

A smug smile appeared on Blackmore's face, and he snapped the knight's mask off his face.

"bass"

The war knife came out of the sheath, and the voice of the captain's urn blew out of the battlefield:

"Your Majesty Dai Lin is battling the evil orc! The Alterac warriors! Follow me!"

"Kill the green skin!!"

"Roar roar!"

Lieutenant Drucker, who had already been unable to bear his heart, roared and followed Captain Blackmore. More than twenty knights launched a charge towards the orcs. Behind them were hundreds of fully armed human infantry.

Frankly speaking, according to the slow running speed of the infantry, the orcs are likely to escape from the battlefield, but the problem is that when they see the human side come to the reinforcements, they are in the hinterland of the human kingdom. Once they are entangled, they can only be kept flowing. The reinforcements rushed to death completely.

This terrible situation made the most dead orcs feel frustrated, and the morale immediately fell to the point of collapse. Even the desperate orcs turned and fled the battlefield, and the blood of the demon surged in their veins, bringing them At the same time as the amount of violent violence, they also took away their honor. The orcs are no longer the noble race of the Draenor period. They are just a group of driven slaughterers.

Never count on the glory of the slaughterer...

The scene in front of him made Da Lin's almost desperate heart excited. He grabbed the arm of the big knight and shouted loudly:

"Look! We have reinforcements too! Who is this commander? I'm going to personally help him in the Seven Nations Parliament!"

"That should be the commander of Dunhold Castle, the baron of the Alterac Kingdom, Captain Blackmore, a veteran..."

The great knight Cyrus was also full of joy. He wiped the blood on his face, and hesitantly said to the prince:

"But the captain's criticism is not good. It is said that he likes to raise interracial gladiators..."

"It's nothing, Cyrus! A good soldier should have this savage hobby. As long as he can win the battle for us, he is a qualified soldier!"

Dai Lin shook his head, took a heavy sword from the Grand Knight again, shook his head, and looked at the Orc Warlord Saurfang, who slowly withdrew from the battlefield under the help of Reid. The familiar sense of victory made the Navy The admiral's heart seemed to be full of power again. He gritted his teeth and waved his weapon again. With the imposing soldiers, he rushed fiercely towards his prey that had felt fear.

"Green Skin, this is Darin Proudmoore, your destroyer, don't want to slip away from me!"

"Today! You are destined to die here!!!"

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