Volume 7: Battle for Azeroth Chapter 365: Collapse of the Battlefield
Orgrim's tactics were as simple and crude as ever, with a strong orc style.
Use the Orcs' powerful infantry corps to break through the Alliance's defenses head-on, split and disintegrate a part of them and annihilate them. If things go well, you can also launch a full-scale offensive and crush the Alliance head-on.
The Alliance, as always, adopted the method of flattening the battle line, stacking each unit together as much as possible to avoid being defeated one by one.
The orcs' violent fighting style has left a strong impression on all the countries in the alliance. Only strict defense can withstand such attacks...
Old Henry held a spear and followed his infantry phalanx slowly forward. From a farmer in Nanhai Town to the Royal Guard of Alterac, from a leisurely farming life to running to the wetlands to fight with the savage orcs, Old Henry felt that his experiences in the past year were like a dream.
First, he followed the militia of Southshore Town to Alterac to participate in the war with the Frostwolf orcs, and witnessed the old King Aiden being "sacrificed" with his own eyes.
Old Henry, who luckily survived, also advanced from a spear militia to a spear infantry.
He was incorporated into the Prince's Council Army and fought a fierce battle with the nobles for several months, all the way from the city of Alterac to the city of Dalonmire. Old Henry was lucky. Not only did he not die, but he was also promoted two levels because of his military exploits.
Became a fourth-level infantryman - the Royal Guard of Alterac.
As soon as I arrived at the wetland front today, I encountered a major counterattack by the orcs, so I followed my troops to the battlefield again.
Some people say that war brings vitality to the world. Old Henry is not sure whether this is true, but there is one thing he is sure of: war has indeed brought vitality to him.
Last year when he was farming in Nanhai Town, he was so old that he was about to die at any time. He was scared to death when he met a few fishmen.
After two years of fighting, his muscles almost burst through his armor, and his physique was as strong as a bull.
Hey yo! Kill! Hey yo! Kill!
The Alterac Royal Guards were the infantrymen who held the line, forming a strong formation to resist the orcs' wave after wave of attacks. Every time old Henry thrust out his spear, he could feel the sensation of metal piercing his flesh.
These savage orcs showed almost no fear. They rushed to the front of the phalanx frantically and launched a brutal attack without any tactics.
This violent fighting style broke the line at one point, and a phalanx on the left was pierced from the center and was almost instantly hacked to death by the orcs who rushed into the phalanx.
But when he saw his companions' tragic deaths, Old Henry had no fear at all. What was there to be afraid of? It was just death. The Holy Light would bring the souls of the dead into the bright world, where they would enjoy eternal peace.
Hey yo! Kill! Hey yo! Kill!
Old Henry shouted slogans and thrust his spear out again. The 7th Guards Brigade of Alterac resisted the attack as always.
Darkseid (Prince of Alterac): "We held on! Haha, we finally held on to this wave of attacks. These orcs are so damn fierce that they almost defeated my direct lineage."
Victor (Prince of Alterac): "This Legion BUFF of the Will of Light is really useful. It increases the morale of these soldiers by 30 points. These soldiers are not going to collapse at all. All-out attack!"
Mr. Ma (Prince of Alterac): "I have brought this troop to kill seven or eight noble rebels. The training level has been maxed out long ago. There is absolutely no chance of collapse."
For the entire morning, the Alliance and the Horde concentrated their main forces and fought fiercely in the muddy swamp after the fog had dissipated.
The Horde launched a fierce frontal attack with sixteen orc infantry clan legions, and at one point pushed the Alliance's line to the Darkwater River.
However, all the alliance units defended themselves vigorously and advanced and retreated together, and the battle line was never broken.
The Knights of the Silver Hand seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack from the right wing, not only directly blocking the orcs' advance, but also defeating the Wolf Knight Legion .
The orcs also dispatched a large cavalry army including Hell Boar Riders, Steppenwolf Riders, and Troll Raptor Raiders, launching interspersed offensives from multiple points.
However, the knights from the alliance countries were brave and good at fighting, especially in head-on confrontations, and they pushed back the tribal cavalry every time.
Badao Wuqing looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground with lingering fear. The Badao clan had lost too many warriors here, and now there were only three thousand Hell Boar Knights left who could fight .
A messenger came running.
"The Warchief orders you to charge again. The Blackrock Wolf Rider will fight alongside you."
"Tell the Great Chief! No one in the Tyrant Blade Clan will retreat. Brothers - follow me and charge!"
Badao Wuqing said this as he swung his sword, and the Boar Rider charged forward without hesitation. He did not dare to retreat. The tribe suffered a strategic defeat in the intelligence pit yesterday. He could feel that Orgrim really wanted to kill people.
We have to fight today no matter what. It just depends on who runs away first. The first one to run away will definitely be punished.
Fortunately, his clan was not the only one launching the charge. The Wolf Riders joined his Hell Boar Riders like a tide, and then collided with the Knights of the Alliance.
The wounded wild boars let out dying horns, the orcs roared, the humans shouted, and the sound of swords chopped together.
Ba Dao wielded the magic iron sword ruthlessly and chopped off the head of a human knight with one blow. Looking at the increasingly thinning battle line of human knights in front of him, a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
There is a way!
Just then, a group of cavalry on white horses passed by like the wind from a distance.
The elf archers standing on their horses drew their bows and shot out waves of arrows from a distance.
Puff, puff! The orc cavalrymen who lacked armor fell down in groups.
Damn, there are even archers here? Ba Dao Wu Qing was both shocked and angry. The wolf cavalry commander who was in his group wanted to chase them down, but he had already seen that these elven archers were riding top-notch war horses, and the elves were so light that they ran just like the wind, so he couldn't catch up with them at all.
Sure enough, the wolf cavalrymen who were chasing after them were shot and killed by kites from a distance before they could get close, and they couldn't get close at all.
"Retreat! Retreat!" Badao Wuqing roared and turned around and ran.
Haha, so cool!
Quickly passing through the battlefield while drawing their bows and shooting arrows, this fast-moving mounted archers are the elven ranger knights from Quel'Thalas. They are also an experimental unit. Over the past few thousand years, no ranger general has ever combined archers and cavalry together. However, it has been proven that this unit that combines bows and arrows with war horses is very powerful, combining both mobility and long-range attack capabilities.
Dealing with orcs who lack countermeasures is simply a strike from a lower dimension.
Sylvanas Windrunner (Ranger-General): "Alleria, I was right, wasn't I? Horse archers will revolutionize military affairs."
Alleria Windrunner looked at the orcs falling down in droves and couldn't help but marvel. She glanced at her second sister with some admiration, "Second sister, you are indeed a military genius. You can actually come up with such a tactic."
Sylvanas Windrunner (Ranger General): "Haha, actually these were all suggestions from the Fourth Prince. I also established this army with the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn't expect the effect to be so good."
A handsome blond elf rode a horse and stood side by side with Sylvanas. "Well, I just provided some ideas. Thanks to General Sylvanas' excellent leadership, they were realized."
As she said this, she smiled gently at Sylvanas, and Sylvanas also had a happy look on her face like a little woman. The two of them exchanged glances, which made all the bootlickers around them envious.
"Fuck it, Queen Xi is going to be taken away by someone. I can't stand this. I can't stand this."
"Damn it, is a prince so great? It turns out that women are all realistic. I help you gain reputation and materials every day, but you never even look at me. But you fall for the prince with just one look."
"Queen Xi, you can't do this to us."
Sylvanas frowned. These adventurers who hung around her all day really gave her a headache. If they were not useful in battle, she should really teach them a lesson.
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The defeat in the cavalry clash caused the tribe to lose the initiative in the battle.
The infantry's offensive was constantly interspersed and attacked from the sides by the cavalry, resulting in huge losses of manpower in order to maintain the offensive.
At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the last reserve force of the orcs was deployed to the battlefield.
In order to increase the number of troops, even those adventurers who were not taken seriously were gathered together and sent to the battlefield.
The bodies of both sides were scattered all the way from Broken Spear Ridge to the Thorn Fortress.
"Hold on! Hold on!"
"For the tribe!"
"Fuck, we can't fight anymore, let's retreat."
After all, the adventurers of the Horde still have one year's gap in leveling up compared to the adventurers of the Alliance. Even after being given an experience-boosting buff after the opening, there is still a big gap in level.
At this time, they were completely suppressed on the front battlefield, and only relied on their passion to avoid defeat.
"Kill, kill!" Urge Savage Blade roared and swung his battle axe. His commander, the big guy, was waving the battle flag and yelling at his infantry.
"Fuck it, come on! Warsong orcs will never be slaves, come on, all of you!"
"Retreat, big guy!" The poisonous scholar Jia Xu kept persuading as he looked at the gradually collapsing battlefield.
"Retreat a few times. My soldiers have all died here. I will die here today too."
"Your account is worth hundreds of thousands. If you die, it will be all over."
"A few hundred thousand is just a few hundred thousand. What if I don't have money? I don't believe it if I don't fight for my dignity today!"
As the battle got to this point, the players started to get too excited and no longer cared about conserving their strength.
Boom! The sound of horse hooves came from the right, and groups of Alliance cavalry rushed over aggressively.
The big guy's eyes turned red as soon as he saw it.
"Damn, it's the Alliance cavalry again. Where are the Horde cavalry? Where did they go?"
Woo woo woo!
The horn of retreat suddenly sounded.
The big guy was so angry that he even threw down his battle flag, but he had no choice but to start retreating.
The orcs were crowded and pushed in a chaotic manner, and once they lost their offensive momentum, their formation immediately collapsed.
Fortunately, the orcs' spellcasting troops were still well supervised, and the shamans on the hilltop launched a lightning storm to cover the infantry's retreat.
What followed was an ultra-long-range bombardment between the siege forces of both sides.
The alliance's front began to push back.
The Horde launched several more charges, but each time resulted in no progress except the loss of more Orc infantry.
By three o'clock in the afternoon the line had been pushed back to the position in which it had been when the attack had been launched in the morning.
"Captain, the Tyrant Blade Clan has withdrawn. There are only a thousand of them left."
Orgrim (Chief): "Hmph, Ruthless Tyrant is still a bit brave. Let's arrange for his men to rest."
"Great Chieftain, the Bloody Hand Slaughter Clan has escaped. They have fled from the battlefield and are fleeing to the mountains in the east."
Orgrim (Chief): "Send out the wolf riders to hunt them down. These cowards must pay the price for their incompetence. Bring me the head of the strongest son-in-law."
"Captain, the Fifth Adventurer Corps has been completely wiped out."
Orgrim (Chief): "Adventurers... They are much braver than I thought. I will award these adventurers the title of [Fearless Warriors of the Horde] and record their stories so that more orcs can know them!"
"Great Chief, the Alliance infantry are approaching our defense lines."
Orgrim (Chief): "They are coming so fast... Prepare for battle. Have Ner'zhul and Grog the Evil Eye ready. The Horde needs their magic support. Have the Dragonmaw Clan send out all their air forces for cover.
Send out all the Goron war beasts to attack from the left wing, let the Ogre wizards charge together with the infantry, let the goblin engineers blow up the dam and prepare to launch a torrent offensive. Hehe, you useless people of the Alliance, I will show you how powerful I am!"
Although the Horde's offensive suffered a serious setback, Orgrim still did not give up the chance to win.
As early as three days ago, he had arranged a backup plan. In the upper reaches of a nearby river, he arranged for shamans to build a dam using earth elemental magic. Opening the dam at a critical moment could cover retreat or be used for attack.
Moreover, he has been keeping a few trump cards in his hand, including the Gronn War Beasts, Ogre Wizards, and Goblin Demolition Engineers, which he has never deployed.
What we want is suddenness.
However, today's war was destined to make Orgrim feel despair.
At exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, the alliance launched an all-out counterattack.
At 4:10, the Storm Dragon King led the Alliance Air Force Dragoons to raid the dam upstream of the river. It seemed that he had already known the orcs' strategy. The orc troops responsible for defending the dam collapsed instantly under the attack of the huge air force.
At 4:20, the Goron war beast cluster encountered a precise attack from the Alliance artillery. The huge siege beasts had no ability to resist the 152 heavy artillery and suffered heavy casualties.
At 4:30, the Aoao Niubi Clan, the Departed Clan, and the Shabak Clan suddenly turned against the Alliance and chose to surrender, exposing a huge gap. The Alliance's knight corps rushed into the gap and split the tribe's line.
The tribes fell into chaos and fought each other.
At 4:40, the warlock army gave up the fight. Almost at the same time, Ner'zhul also led the shaman army to withdraw from the battle, and a large number of clans began to evacuate the battlefield.
At 4:55, the Dragonmaw Clan chose to retreat after a confrontation with the Alliance Air Force and sent out a retreat signal.
Orgrim led his Blackrock Guard to fight to the last moment, and retreated with the remaining orc troops all the way to the Wrathfang Camp.
After this battle, the tribe suffered losses of more than 200,000 and completely lost the power to launch a head-on attack in the wetlands.
