Volume 7: Battle for Azeroth Chapter 348: Collusion
Ka'gath Bladefist was shocked when he saw the human army coming from all directions. What was going on?
After all, he had experienced countless life and death situations. After rolling his eyes twice, he instantly understood what was going on.
Kargath Bladefist (Chieftain of the Shattered Hand): "This is a trap. We have been betrayed. Warriors of the Shattered Hand, retreat now - follow me and fight your way out!"
However, it was too late. The Shattered Hand Legion was mainly composed of infantry, and no matter how fast they could run, their range was limited. The troops that were ambushing him had already practiced many times, and their actions were so quick and efficient. Two heavy cavalry units penetrated into his army's marching formation in the blink of an eye, pierced through the formation of the Shattered Hand Legion, and blocked his way.
Kael'gath Bladefist even saw the human hero leading the troops waving to the retreating orc warlord, and the two sides seemed to have a tacit understanding as if they had discussed it beforehand.
Then rows of human knights charged towards the Broken Hand Legion.
At this time, the Shattered Hand Legion had fallen into chaos. Half of the 30,000-strong army was isolated, and the other half was scattered around. Kargath could only shout to the nearby orc soldiers, "Come closer to me! Form a shield wall!"
Nearly a thousand orcs quickly gathered around him, forming a tight defensive formation.
Then the next second—boom!
The heavy cavalry wrapped in iron horse armor crashed heavily into the infantry phalanx of the Shattered Hand Clan, and almost instantly scattered the infantry of the Shattered Hand Clan.
Looking at the soldiers falling in large numbers, Kargath Bladefist's eyes turned bloodshot.
Speaking of which, Kael'gath's fate is somewhat similar to Thrall's. Both grew up as slaves and were trained to be gladiators.
He was once a gladiator under the rule of the Ogre Empire, living in a dark prison, his skin turned gray due to long-term lack of sunlight, and he could only survive by fighting and killing his opponents every day. The ogres gave Ka'gath a blank check, telling him that he could be free as long as he killed 100 opponents, which was also Ka'gath's hope for survival.
However, after killing a hundred opponents, Kargath found that he did not get the expected liberation. The ogres did not fulfill their promises and he was still locked in the dark prison. The angry Kargath cut off his shackled left hand with a sharp stone. He and the orcs who were also slaves launched a riot. Other slaves followed Kargath's example and broke free from the shackles. They finally killed the ogre king and got their freedom.
Thus was born the Shattered Hand Clan.
Once upon a time, the tribe gave him a sense of belonging, but at this moment, when betrayal happened again, his heart was completely filled with hatred and rage.
Kargath Bladefist (Chieftain of the Broken Hand): "For survival and revenge, warriors of the Broken Hand clan, do not forget the pain and despair of the past. Awaken your dark memories and kill all these despicable humans! Kill!"
"Kill!" Countless Shattered Hand orcs roared and waved their blade fists. They no longer had the panic they had at the beginning, and all fell into frenzy. Almost every Shattered Hand orc had only one hand, as the other hand had been chopped off and replaced with a blade-like prosthesis.
At this time, they pounced on the human knights like wild beasts, dragged them off their horses and chopped them into pieces.
They paid no attention to the human infantry surrounding them and the archers shooting arrows at them.
At this moment, among the human army, several heroes leading the teams were watching this brutal battle.
Adam (Prince of Lordaeron): "Haha, these orcs are pretty fierce."
Lawrence (Prince of Lordaeron): "It's just a fight between trapped beasts, Mia. It's up to you."
The one hundred battle mages under Mia's command had now entered the output position, and immediately poured magic madly at the orcs in the encirclement, not caring at all about the few knights who were still fighting trapped in the orc formation.
The explosions of exploding fireballs came one after another, like a series of high-explosive grenades tearing apart the orcs' flesh and blood. The flames burned the orcs' flesh and blood, and the energy of magic shattered and burned the bones. Even the crazy will could not resist such magic output.
Commander Mia raised her staff high and used her hero's specialty - Synchronous Casting, which increased the casting speed of all spellcasting troops by 30%. The fireballs rained down like a continuous bombardment.
Seeing his warriors falling in large numbers, Ka'gath went crazy like a wild beast .
He let out a roar and rushed towards the female sorceress like a madman. He nimbly dodged the flying fireballs and chopped down and pierced the soldiers who blocked his way with his fists. The human armor was as thin as paper.
This crazy attack immediately attracted the attention of several human heroes.
Especially Mia, but she did not retreat, but calmly commanded her men to cast magic.
The art of decay!
Slow down technique!
Freezing technique!
However, Ka'gath Bladefist seemed to have gained invincibility, with incredibly high toughness. He continued to charge forward despite the invasion of DEBUFF.
Mia was a little panicked now.
"Adam!" she yelled.
Several human infantrymen blocking her charged forward together, but Ka'gath leaped up and actually passed through the obstruction of those infantrymen.
At this moment——
Scarlet Hand!
Puff, puff, puff! A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out of the bodies of several human infantrymen. The blood gathered in the air and condensed into a huge scarlet hand, which grabbed him.
Ka'gath swung his blade wildly, trying to smash the strange fighter made of blood, but each time the blood clots were shattered, they quickly recovered and he was unable to break free from the restraints.
At this moment, Adam suddenly walked out from the crowd, raised one hand slightly, and made the same movement as the scarlet hand. The spellcaster with evil eyes slowly clenched his fist.
Scarlet Hands——Life Extraction!
Suddenly, the scarlet palm emitted a strange red light. Kagath Bladefist felt his vitality slipping away madly, and his anger was suddenly mixed with a bit of fear.
Shadow body!
His body was suddenly surrounded by a dark magic power, and he broke free from the restraint of the palm like a shadow.
Few people in the tribe know that Kargath Bladefist is also a member of the Shadow Council. He is also the only member of the Shadow Council who is not a warlock. However, through what he saw and heard, he learned some knowledge about the Twisting Nether through those warlocks and secretly learned and mastered some shadow magic.
However, this stroke of genius did not allow him to escape the crisis. Just as he was about to continue charging, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air behind him, and two daggers were madly attacking his back.
Ambush - backstab - evisceration - a feast of slaughter!
In less than two seconds, Kael'gath Bladefist was stabbed at least seven times.
Fatal blow!
He roared and swung his fist blade, but missed. In this delay, the scarlet hand grabbed him again, and blood gushed out from the wound. This time, Ka'gath could not break free.
"No!" He uttered an unwilling whine, and his strong body dried up in the blink of an eye, eventually turning into a pile of bones.
[World Announcement: The chieftain of the Shattered Hand clan, Kargath Bladefist, was surrounded by the Alliance army in the Battle of the Wetlands, and was eventually killed by Prince Adam of Lordaeron himself. Prince Sean and Lawrence of Lordaeron and Princess Mia of Lordaeron also participated in the siege.
With the death of Kargath Bladefist, the morale of the tribe suffered a severe blow, which undoubtedly put the tribe at a slight disadvantage in this battle. However, the war is not over yet, and no one knows who the final winner will be.
This incident has been recorded in the Sky Chronicles. 】
Huh? Where did these guys come from?
Murphy, who was hunting a flying dragon in the air, was a little surprised. He knew Kael'gath Bladefist a little bit, and he was considered a powerful one among the orc chieftains . He didn't expect that he would die so soon.
The royal family of Lordaeron is indeed full of hidden talents. I have to work harder.
at the same time--
"Great Chief, it's bad. Kargath Bladefist has died and the Broken Hand Legion has been defeated."
Hearing the messenger's call, Orgrim stood up suddenly.
"What! This is impossible. I just sent the Shattered Hand Legion over there. Haven't they already achieved a breakthrough? What about the Tyrant Blade Clan and the War Wolf Clan?"
"They successfully fought their way out of the encirclement and have now returned to their base camp."
Orgrim was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He thought to himself, these damn guys actually retreated again. It’s true that dogs can’t change their eating habits.
"Have those bastards come to me immediately, Saurfang - prepare the execution platform, and if these guys can't give me a reasonable explanation, you will chop them down for me."
Soon several small chiefs were brought in, and they started howling as soon as they entered the door.
Iron-Blooded Wolf (War Wolf Chief): "Great Chief, we are wronged. We risked our lives to open a gap, but we didn't expect it to be a trap. Humans have gathered their most powerful forces to launch a siege. We can only choose to retreat."
Golden Behemoth (Beast Blood Chieftain): "Yes, Chieftain, my army suffered heavy casualties in order to capture the enemy's position, and we did not receive timely reinforcements, so we had to retreat. We also notified the Shattered Hand Legion at that time, but I didn't expect that guy Kael'gath would not listen at all and actually said that the Shattered Hand Legion alone could defeat the Alliance. We had no choice."
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Ba Dao Chief): "Yes, yes, yes. He also said that our small clans are nothing and told us to get as far away as possible and not to compete with him for glory. We have no choice but to retreat first."
He looked at the Blackrock orcs who came in with him. He was afraid that these small clans were unreliable, so he specially arranged military supervisors.
Professional Worker (Blackrock Supervisor): "Chief, they are not lying. That Kael'gath is simply a lunatic. I asked him to withdraw first, but this guy actually wanted to fight me. He simply didn't take you seriously. He even said that you became the chief by conspiracy and trickery. He wants to prove that he is the real strong one..."
Orgrim was also secretly furious when he heard this. The Shattered Hand clan were indeed a group of mentally ill lunatics who had to cut off a healthy hand. Kael'gath was not an easy person to deal with either.
Since all my tribesmen say so, it seems to be true.
He waved at Saurfang who was standing beside him, and his tone suddenly weakened a little.
"No matter what, you shouldn't abandon the random legion and retreat."
Greenskin King (Warhammer Chieftain): "You are right, Chieftain. We cannot let this go wrong. We will counterattack immediately and make those sinister humans pay the price. However, we lack the support of spellcasting troops. Chieftain, please dispatch some shamans to us. We will make the Alliance pay the price."
"Okay, I will dispatch two hundred Flame Walkers and one hundred Ogre Wizards to support you. Go and destroy those humans. Don't let me down."
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Ba Dao Chief): "Don't worry, Chief, you won't regret it."
When a group of chiefs and generals walked out of the camp, his expression immediately changed.
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Ba Dao Chief): "Hahahaha, that idiot Orgrim, I told you not to be afraid, but we still played him around in circles."
Dashuaibi (Chief of the Departed): "Indeed, NPCs are NPCs. No matter how smart they are, they are just computer programs. Guys, hurry up and contact the Alliance. This time it's our turn to get the kill. We sold them Kargath, so we have to kill a well-known one. Don't let those nameless ones fool us."
The ensuing war can be said to be full of twists and turns, with the troops of both sides still fighting each other cautiously.
However, some troops began to take the initiative and continuously tried to break through.
Although we failed at the last moment every time, we still achieved some results.
First, several clans of the tribe joined forces to surround and kill the Lord of Poplar Valley, avenging a small amount of revenge for Ka'gath Bladefist.
Then the Alliance immediately retaliated and killed three Blackrock Warlords.
The tribe's clan coalition launched another surprise attack, captured a secret camp of the alliance, and plundered a large amount of military supplies and resources.
Several princes of the alliance also led their troops to launch a counter-attack and robbed a camp of the tribe that stored precious materials. Originally, this camp was heavily garrisoned, but it happened to be forcibly conscripted and taken away by a passing tribal chief.
While Orgrim was still surprised at the achievements of these chiefs, Godwin had already smelled something wrong.
Both sides were fighting fiercely and testing each other, fearing that they would be surrounded and beaten if they were not careful. Even the veterans with rich combat experience did not dare to be careless.
Those famous characters in the story can only act according to the routine.
It just so happens that the armies led by these players have repeatedly achieved remarkable successes - and at the same time, they have caused great harm to the friendly forces that were acting with them.
If it happens once or twice it would be fine, but if it happens every time it makes people suspicious.
In fact, Godwin was not the only one who felt suspicious. At this moment, a lord player was questioning the princes who led the troops.
Baron Robert (Lord of River Valley): "What the hell are you doing? Why did you suddenly run away with your troops? I lost more than 2,000 soldiers. I spent a lot of money to train them. If you didn't run fast, I would have died."
Adam (Prince of Lordaeron): "Are you a player?"
Baron Robert (Lord of Riverdale): "Nonsense, are you guys spies of the tribe?"
Lawrence (Prince of Lordaeron): "How is that possible? We are not that kind of people. This is a war, understand? Wars must have gains and losses. Didn't we kill Kargath Bladefist? The Broken Hand Clan is one of the seven major clans of the orcs. We even killed this guy, how could it be a spy...
Besides, we are princes of Lordaeron, and it is uncommon for princes to be spies."
Robert (Lord of Riverdale): "Fuck, I get it. You guys are not playing with the other team, are you? I'm going to Godwin to report you."
Adam (Prince of Lordaeron): "...Brother, do you want to advance quickly? Why don't you work with us? It's useless for you to report us. Godwin wants to be the king. What does it have to do with us? You'd be stupid to fight for him to take the throne. You might as well get some benefits for yourself. You are just a baron now, with a fiefdom of a town. If you cooperate with us, I guarantee that you will become the city lord before the war is over, or at least an earl."
Baron Robert (Lord of River Valley): "Damn - why didn't you say so earlier? Oh, I have two friends, both officers of the royal army. Can they be brought over with them?"
Just like that, new players joined the team.
at the same time--
Augustus (Prince of Lordaeron): "Boss, something is wrong."
Godwin was looking at the sand table when suddenly a general rushed in. Godwin looked and saw that it was Prince Augustus, one of his staunch supporters.
"What's wrong?"
"I suspect someone is trying to gain reputation and kill NPCs."
What! Godwin reacted immediately. He had suspected something before, but this little clue made him understand what was going on in today's strange battle.
Given the nature of some players, they are definitely capable of doing such a thing.
“These bastards!”
Godwin gritted his teeth in anger. Although he was a bit utilitarian, it was precisely because he was too absorbed in playing the game that he felt particularly involved in this world. Those soldiers were his real subordinates. How could he not be angry when his subordinates and allies were killed?
But he quickly calmed down. At this moment, the top priority was to defeat the tribe, and everything else had to be put aside.
As a leader, you cannot let your emotions be swayed by personal likes and dislikes.
He quickly figured out how to use this group of brushes to win the battle.
