Thoradin's Wall appeared to be crumbling under the crazy attack of the Horde. hp://772e6f742e6f%6
But beneath the dangerous exterior lies the thousand-year reputation of being an unbreakable wall.
"Very good, reinforcements will arrive in two days, and the main force of the tribe will be trapped and die outside the high wall."
When Biglas received the good news brought by the letter harrier, he couldn't help but arrange the table suddenly.
Even in the most difficult moment, Biglas still held down the reserve force of one thousand people in his hands and did not move.
Because he believed in the Alliance, in Lothar, in the strength of Thoradin's Wall, and even more in his own strength.
Four thousand defenders are definitely enough to defend Thoradin's Wall. Although the red dragon's flames have brought many casualties to the warriors of Stromgarde, in the face of solid city defenses and complete city defense equipment, the red dragon is not Invincible, not to mention that after the first few days, Thoradin's Wall waited for support from the Wildhammer dwarves.
In that battle, the red-turbaned Falstad once again completed a monster-like killing spree, almost getting like a g-like. Douglas also seized the opportunity to open Thoradin's Gate and launched a counterattack, successfully destroying a large number of the tribe's siege equipment.
"I don't believe that the tribe without the construction vehicle can have fun in two days."
Biglas's body smelled of fireworks, and he didn't smell very good after not taking a shower for almost a month, but his strong self-confidence and the unique temperament left by the vicissitudes of time still attracted others.
As long as the general is here, nothing is a problem!
"General, the orcs organized a group of death squads in an attempt to blow up the wall."
The messenger hadn't arrived yet, but the voice had already come.
"Why panic? Even if the orcs are strong, how much explosives can they carry? How many explosives do those stupid big guys who only know how to eat, drink, and chop have? The explosives that humans can carry want to blow up Thoradin's wall ?”
After reprimanding the reckless messenger, Biglas put on his cloak again and decided to go up to the city wall to have a look.
Pity. The last messenger was a good soldier, but unfortunately he died under the flames of the red dragon.
The bomb tactics were ineffective. The primitive explosives captured by the orcs from the Alliance did not even shake the city walls, but only shattered some of the walls. Unwilling to retreat, the orcs sent out an army of ogres.
"These wild ogres are just garbage. If they are the ogres under Margok, this high wall can be breached within three days."
Orgrim felt impatient as he watched the ogres putting on their armor in a chaotic manner. But he also understands. The orcs who received the blood of demons were qualified to resist the ogres. When he passed through the Dark Portal, Ner'zhul and Gromsh Hellscream were leading the remaining orcs in Draenor to attack the Gorian Empire and the arakkoa of Terokk.
If the war in Draenor hadn't involved a lot of energy from the orcs, how could these humans survive to this day?
Just thinking about it, Orgrim is a very practical orc, and quickly focused his attention on the upcoming battle.
"Great Chief, are you going to send these stupid guys to die?"
"Why do you say that."
"Without the red dragon, without siege equipment, we have no way to break through this high wall. The wall of Thoradin built by humans is more insane than Highmaul. Just these ogre fools. I can't see the hope of victory. "
"Then tell me where your hope is for winning."
"The blade that lurks in the shadows of the great Doomhammer."
"Oh? Why didn't I know there was a blade in the shadows?"
"Maybe it's not called that, but there must be such a thing. The Orgrim I know is not a fool who puts his people in danger. That bald man Lothar's army is coming, and there is not much time left for us. too much."
After ending the conversation with the warchief, the orc general left decisively. He didn't want to hear what the chief was hiding, he just wanted to remind Orgrim. Don't let the orcs' great sacrifices these days be in vain.
"Of course it won't be in vain. If I don't have to guard against those guys with ulterior motives, I don't need the Juggernaut to protect my safety at all. Orgrim is not a coward who needs protection."
The warchief screamed from the bottom of his heart, and then quickly suppressed his anger, if Gul'dan couldn't give him what he wanted. If you are interested, the results are worth his life, so kill him.
Orgrim made a decision.
Then he watched the ogre charge, the ogre howled, the ogre fell, the ogre rushed under the city wall, and the ogre didn't know what he was doing. The ogres retreated.
Very good, it will be dark if we do it again.
Orgrim is like an iron-blooded general, with only victory in his eyes and no sacrifice.
On the last day of February, it gets dark very early.
After arranging the list of personnel for night watch and lurking sentries, Biglas decided to take a few sips and then take the guard to patrol again.
The tribe's behavior was so unusual that it made this veteran of a lifelong military career feel that something was wrong.
Although promoted to ordinary soldiers and civilians, the orcs are a bunch of humanoid beasts with no humanity and low IQ. But Biglas clearly understands that orcs are rational and crazy creatures, even smarter than many humans, and despising them will not end well.
Then, there must be a big conspiracy behind the crazy attacks of the orcs these days.
But what, what exactly is the conspiracy?
Behind Thoradin's Wall, a small group of trolls and orcs were driven into the Arathi Basin by Stromgarde's cavalry. Without a large-scale army, it was simply wishful thinking to break through Thoradin's Wall from the south. Even if the defense capability of the south side of Thoradin's Wall is weaker than that of the north side, it cannot be broken through by a few hundred troops.
So, what other tricks can the orcs use?
After thinking about it again and again, Biglas still couldn't figure it out.
Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, don’t guess anymore.
Biglas put away his wine bottle, stretched his tired body, then tied his outer belt, fixed the [Troll Killer] in place, and shouted loudly: "Wu Ping, summon the guards and follow me on patrol."
"As you command, General."
The soldier with the strange name had good martial arts skills, and Biglas didn't mind his bizarre life experience, so he was included in his bodyguard against all objections.
Braving the biting cold wind, Biglas finished inspecting the top city wall and outer terrace, and then checked whether the guys at the bottom city defense and lurking posts were napping. The guard general of Thoradin's Wall decided to go to the engine power room to check the door. How about the mechanism.
Halfway through, Biglas felt something was not right.
It was too quiet, something was wrong.
At the same time, the legendary sword Tokaral trembled slightly, warning its owner.
"Enemy attack!"
Biglas drew his sword and shouted loudly.
At this time, several figures appeared from the darkness.
Seeing the careless and contemptuous smiles of the guards, Biglas knew that he was going to suffer.
"Ask for help!"
Wu Ping knew that the general was talking to him, so he nodded and turned around to leave.
Biglas jumped up to block Wu Ping's fatal move, and successfully sent his guards out of the encirclement.
A dozen people surrounded by fifty people.
"Aha, look what we found, a sinful blade, everyone in the Bertone family deserves death."
In the blink of an eye, the guards suffered heavy casualties, with only twenty-two people left, while only one person on the attacking side was injured.
"You really think highly of me, the assassination team composed of shadow hunters and sword masters."
Biglas had to smile even if he didn't want to smile bitterly.
"I will take the lead in the charge after a while, and we will retreat into the mechanism room."
Biglas whispered to his remaining guards. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
