Volume 7: Battle for Azeroth Chapter 356: Empty Camp Strategy and Great Aerial Battle
"Captain, all frontline camps have been attacked, and the Alliance's infantry has launched an all-out attack."
"Great Chief, the Lordaeron king's flag was found in the attacking Alliance knight army."
"Captain, there are a large number of paladins in the enemy's ranks. Our warriors are simply unable to resist them."
What! So that's it... Listening to the messenger's series of reports, Orgrim immediately realized that all of this was planned. The so-called Lordaeron King's Army was simply a bait to attract the tribe to send out mobile forces. Now Saurfang was dozens of miles away. It would take at least an hour for him to come back for reinforcements. By then, the battle might have been over.
"Those bastards, how can this be possible! How can this be possible!"
Orgrim cursed at the messenger. He was not sure whether the chieftains of the small clans who provided the information were bribed or deceived, but in his heart, these people had already been sentenced to death.
The tribe doesn't need traitors, and the tribe doesn't need fools!
But now, he must continue to win this war.
Fortunately, the tribe is large and powerful, and even if the Wolf Cavalry Corps is attracted away, he still has enough reserve troops to support the front line.
The enemy only has 30,000 elite knights and thousands of air force. All we need to do is to put together a force to defend Broken Spear Peak.
"Necros!"
"Yes, Chief. What can I do for you?"
Nikelus still maintained his iconic smiling face, looking silly as if he had no ulterior motives. He had been in this state ever since he snatched the artifact. I don't know if it was because he was too excited and happy.
Orgrim instinctively worried that something might go wrong with this guy, but at this point, there was no other way to think of it.
"Take your dragon knight legion and support Broken Spear Peak."
"Um, Great Chief, I need to think about it." As he said that, he looked at a black-skinned orc beside him. The orc seemed to be his guard and had been standing silently behind Nekros. But for some reason, Orgrim felt that Nekros seemed to be asking for the opinion of this black-skinned orc.
The black-skinned orc nodded imperceptibly, and Nekros nodded immediately, "Ah, I've made up my mind, I'll go right away."
Watching Nekros leave, Orgrim frowned in confusion. He was not completely relieved. The layout of Broken Spear Peak consumed a large amount of resources of the tribe. If it failed, this wetland battle would basically be half lost. He had to ensure that everything was foolproof.
"Grog Evil Eye, I know that you warlocks and shamans have been fighting each other for a long time, but this time for the sake of the tribe, I want you to put aside your past grudges and fully support Broken Spear Peak. Let your demon army crush the knights of the Alliance. After this battle, I will appoint you as the new clan chieftain and transfer 10,000 new recruits from Draenor as members of your clan."
This reward is indeed a big deal. You have to know that it currently costs 500,000 to add a clan chief background to a character, and that's for the weakest clan with a population of 5,000.
With 10,000 new soldiers, the chieftain of a clan would have to start with at least a million men.
After hearing this, Grogo Evil Eye put away his previous thoughts of gloating and immediately bowed: "Yes, Chief, it is my honor to serve you."
Watching the orc warlock leave, Orgrim was still worried.
"Gather the remaining troops. I want to meet the human king in person."
Just as Orgrim was mobilizing his troops, the Alliance's knights had already broken through the second line of defense set up by the orcs.
Thirty thousand heavily armored cavalry rolled forward like a torrent. At this time, there was only the last orc camp left on the road leading to Broken Spear Peak.
Godwin took the lead, wearing epic equipment and shining holy light. The title of 'Glory of Holy Light' is not only good-looking, but also comes with a glowing special effect that can boost the morale of surrounding friendly units. At this time, Godwin led the Knights of the Silver Hand forward, and the holy light emanating from his body was like a curtain of light advancing madly.
This powerful knight group composed of paladins displayed their terrifying strength at their first appearance. Faced with the heavy-armored knights covered in holy light, the orc infantry had no ability to resist.
Despite this, these brave orc warriors still fought bravely, not caring about the gap in equipment at all.
The two camps before had all fought hard.
However, the camp in front of him was different from the previous two camps. The gate of the camp was open, and there was not a single orc to be seen on the defense wall. There were also a few orc laborers who looked old, weak and skinny, and one of them was cleaning the gate with a broom.
An orc warlock sat on top of a tower on the village wall, strumming a ukulele across his knees.
Poison Master Jia Xu (Warlock): "Your Majesty Godwin, I have waited for a long time again. What are you waiting for? Please come in and have a chat. I have a lot to say to you."
Godwin was speechless, and even had the urge to curse, "I defeated this kind of trash? What a joke."
What I want is an epic war. What the hell is this magical version of the Empty City Strategy you're giving me? Do you really think I'm easy to fool?
While he was getting angry, Uther came up to him with a serious look on his face, "Your Majesty, do the orcs have any conspiracy? Are there enemies ambushing in the camp?"
Godwin was too lazy to answer and sent a private message to Murphy.
Godwin: Brother Aidan, how many orcs can we see in the camp?
Aidan Delon: There are only a few hundred people, all adventurers, just charge ahead.
A few hundred people dare to set up an ambush, what a joke.
Godwin brandished his sword and charged into the camp. The orc laborers were so scared that they dropped their brooms and ran away, but were all knocked away and trampled into pieces by the passing paladins.
The poison scholar Jia Xu shook his head helplessly, "Ah, why don't you follow the script? Well, I'd better run away."
The ruthless scholar Jia Xu did not expect to scare the enemy, he just hoped to delay some time. However, he did not expect that the enemy's air force could see through the camp's strengths and weaknesses.
He symbolically threw a few shadow arrows at the gate, and was then chopped down by the paladin who climbed up to the top of the city wall.
The remaining adventurers guarding the camp didn't hold out for long and were soon killed.
With a flash of white light, the poisonous scholar Jia Xu appeared in a cemetery at a resurrection point.
He walked up to the orc warlord with the "lightly injured" debuff and said, "Boss, you can't hold on."
Behind the orc commander was a valley where thousands of orcs gathered in panic. There were also chevaux de frise installed at the entrance of the valley. They were the orc troops that were previously responsible for guarding the camp.
Big Guy Hellscream (Warsong Warlord): "Damn, I knew this plan wouldn't work. I have no other choice but to wait for the Warchief to send reinforcements."
However, a short-sighted orc infantryman came up with a battle axe.
Urg Wildblade (Orc Infantry): "My Lord Warlord, this kind of running away is not the style of our Warsong Warriors. Let us fight those humans. Even if we have to die, we must die on the way to the charge."
These words immediately aroused the approval of the surrounding orcs.
But the big guy slapped Urge in the face.
"Fight you, Lao Mu. I only have a few thousand orc troops. I can't waste them in a battle that is doomed to fail. You really think you are not the one who spends the money, right? You stupid NPC, just stay still."
Idiot? Empisi?
The orc's face flushed red after being scolded, and he was confused. What is Enpisi? Why do I seem to hear this word so often recently?
"Master Commander !"
"Get out of here!" After saying that, the big guy kicked the orc infantryman to the ground. This big guy has been in the orc society for a long time and has gradually become accustomed to the orcs' style of doing things. There is no such thing as persuasion with kind words, and the one with the hard fist is the boss.
Moreover, these orcs were very stupid and didn't take punches and kicks seriously at all.
The poisoner Jia Xu was a little worried, "President, these NPCs won't mess around, right?"
"Don't worry, NPCs are very obedient. I'm the commander, they have to listen to me no matter what. What tribal victory, what blood and glory? I'm here to make money. No one can stop me from wasting my money.
Grom has been here for a long time. I am a second-generation warrior after all. If I am careful, I might be able to become a Warsong Chieftain. Of course, I have to stay alive. Let those stupid NPCs go first and kill them. We just have to wait for the kills."
Listening to the increasingly shameless remarks of the warlord, Urge Savageblade became more and more angry.
Damn it, this shouldn't be the choice for an orc, so despicable, so cowardly.
But every time the chief glanced at him, he had to suppress the anger in his heart.
At this moment, the battle in the camp has ended.
There were only a few hundred temporarily recruited adventurers defending the city, and they were all killed without putting up any resistance.
Godwin did not stop and shouted loudly, "Knights of the Silver Hand, kill, kill, kill! Charge forward!"
In the blink of an eye, the third camp was also destroyed, and in front of them was Broken Spear Peak. The steep mountain made the subsequent battle undoubtedly much more difficult. What was even more fatal was that not only were there a large number of Flame Walkers and Orc Infantry defending the top of the mountain, but there was also the Horde's air force hovering in the sky, and dragon riders riding black dragons and magic flame dragons swooped down continuously, spewing dragon breath.
Although the knight is invincible on the ground, he has no tricks against the air.
Godwin (King of Lordaeron): "Prince Aidan, I need your help!"
'Stormbane' Aidan Deron (Storm Dragon King): "As you wish! - Despicable orcs who dare to enslave the noble dragon race, face the will of the Storm Dragon King. Go up, dragon riders, and crush these ants."
Following a dragon roar, a vast swarm of griffins, giant eagles, and storm drakes carrying the Alliance's Sky Patrollers swooped down towards the Horde Air Force above the mountain.
The dragon army of the Dragonmaw Clan, the troll bat riders of Gurabus, as well as the black dragons and fel flame dragon riders also came forward to kill.
The Troll Bat Riders rushed in the front, and a series of air explosions occurred as soon as they met. These Troll Bat Riders were known for their violence and barbarity. They had poor air combat capabilities, but they were fearless and rushed forward with alchemical bombs and blew themselves up.
The explosion damage is as high as 3000. As long as you are hit by the explosion at close range, it is basically a one-for-one situation.
Moreover, the explosion range was very large. Even if you were far away, you would be injured if not killed. The Alliance lost dozens of flying troops in just one encounter.
"Spread out, everyone spread out! Kill those bats first!"
Murphy roared, and with a breath of thunder, he blasted a troll bat rider who was rushing up to self-destruct in mid-air.
"Madami!" The troll knights let out strange roars, ignited the alchemical bombs on their bodies without fear, and rushed forward one after another.
Murphy couldn't intercept every bat, boom boom boom! Three troll bat riders crashed into him in a row. The three consecutive explosions forced the Storm Dragon King to climb higher to avoid damage. Even though the Storm Dragon King had extremely high armor, he still lost more than 6,000 HP.
Damn, that’s pretty impressive.
Murphy thought in surprise.
But that was where it ended. With the Alliance Air Force's crazy concentrated fire, the more than 200 troll bat riders were quickly killed, and then the remaining tribal air forces engaged in a melee with the Alliance Air Force.
In terms of numbers, the Alliance camp, which had assembled almost all of its air forces, had a huge advantage and completely overwhelmed the tribe. If it weren't for the large number of arrow towers and crossbows on the top of the tribe's mountain to assist in defense, they would have probably been defeated long ago.
Even so, the exchange ratio between the two sides is quite touching. Basically, one Alliance air force can exchange for two Tribal air forces.
It's not a big problem. Facing the air forces of both sides fighting bloody in the air, Murphy felt very relieved. There were no overly powerful individuals in the tribal air force. It seemed that the evil flame dragon king Eranikus should be the strongest weapon of the Dragonmaw clan.
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, a dragon roar sounded like a deafening sound.
A huge green dragon with a wingspan of more than 60 meters, led a group of black dragon knights and flew over from the other side of the mountain and joined the battlefield.
Lethorn (Green Dragon Lord): "I am Lethorn of the Green Dragon Legion. Run away, humans, elves, and dwarves. Don't try to stand in front of me. Mortal bodies are no match for dragons. Your death will only make my failure even heavier."
"Shut up, you reptile! Behave yourself! Move forward!"
The orc warlock riding on the green dragon's back whipped the dragon's neck with a whip and said, "Let those Alliance trash see how powerful we are."
On the back of the Green Dragon Lord was a huge saddle with five high-level orc warlocks sitting on it. It was like a flying fortress, madly firing fel magic.
A high-level warlock in the center summoned a green fel energy shield to resist the surrounding attacks. Coupled with the Green Dragon Lord's own powerful breath ability, the participation of this army directly disrupted the formation of the Alliance Air Force.
"Hahaha, weak human, now you know how powerful we are, Storm Dragon King, face me!"
"As you wish!"
Aidandelon's dragon soul is annihilated!
Murphy raised his claw and pointed. This was the first time he used this move. Because the cooling time was too long, he didn't want to waste it on the miscellaneous soldiers, but he could try it with the Green Dragon Lord.
A ball of dark light condensed at his fingertips, and at that moment, endless hatred surged in Murphy's heart. It seemed that Uther was right, that power could indeed affect the mind of the user.
At this moment, in Murphy's mind, the green dragon lord in front of him suddenly became hideous.
He suddenly released the gathered magic power, and the magic drew a black line in the air. After a few seconds, the black line gradually disappeared. The Green Dragon Lord, who was hit by the dark magic, had a dull look in his eyes at first, and then his pupils suddenly became extremely dark. He swayed in the air for a while, and the next second he let out a shrill roar like a madman.
It flapped its wings madly, spinning and struggling, as if trying to free itself from the pain that came from the depths of its soul.
The several orc warlocks on the back were horrified.
"Stop right there, you damn reptile!" Even though the orc warlock cracked his whip , the green dragon lord still fled in the direction he came from.
That's it!? Ner'zhul, who was watching the battle on the top of the mountain, almost vomited blood. The useless guy from the Dragonmaw Clan, who had boasted so much before, was defeated in just one move.
Humph, these warlocks are really useless. It’s time for me, the Great Shaman, to show my strength.
At this moment, with the defeat of the Horde Air Force, the Paladin Corps had already reached the halfway point of the mountain, and was finally within the range of the Shaman's spell.
All the paladins dismounted from their horses and climbed quickly along the hillside.
"Knock them down, men!"
With a loud roar, Ner'zhul raised his staff first, and a huge fireball with a diameter of more than five meters rolled down the mountain like a moving little sun.
The shamans of the Shadowmoon Clan also summoned the power of the elements, the most common of which was the flame spell. After all, with the gift of the Fire Lord, the power of the fire spell was greatly enhanced.
There are also various lightning, frost, and rock magic.
Faced with the magical attack from above, Godwin, who was at the front, saw it and hurriedly raised the Sword of King in his hand.
Godwin the Light of Light (King of Lordaeron): "Great God of Light, please grant me your power to protect my people and warriors from all harm caused by evil magic!"
Hero skill——Holy Light Barrier!
Beams of light dropped from the sky, and all friendly units within a 500-yard radius were surrounded by a divine force. The only sounds they could hear were the explosions and impacts of the fireballs and lightning bolts hitting their bodies, as if they were hitting steel plates.
