Uther paid the price for his pride. "乐〈文" Novel (The best experience in reading novels is here
Time passed bit by bit, but I couldn't make any progress. The pool of demonic blood was fifty meters ahead, but these ferocious-looking hellhounds trapped Uther in place like clinging goblins.
Although the Hellhound, which can swallow magical energy, is not well suited to the Holy Light, especially the high concentration of Holy Light energy around Uther in the sanctified state. However, every time the dozens of hell hounds absorb the power of the Holy Light, some of their own vitality will be damaged, and their size will increase by one point.
Being restrained by these demon dogs that were as big as calves, Uther felt even more anxious.
Bite, scratch, shadow blast, death self-destruction. The little vicious dog has a lot of tricks up its sleeve. Although it cannot cause fatal damage to Uther, it is extremely annoying.
Uther used his peripheral vision to see Tirion Fordring rushing all the way, and also saw the Silver Hand paladins who were fighting fiercely with the orcs, risking their lives to fight.
"How many of you are there, three hundred? Four hundred? Or five hundred? Where do you get the courage to fight against our two thousand orc army? Where do you humans get the courage to fight against the endless army of the Legion? Just these cute little dogs This puts you in a dilemma, where did your momentum go? Hahahaha, let’s see, in a little while, wait for me to activate these hellfires and drown them in the never-extinguishing flames, the guy who offended me All must die!"
Motuolao Gao discovered Uther's predicament and immediately eased his panic, started verbal taunting attacks, and accelerated the process of infusing evil energy into the surrounding hellfire.
Suppressing the restlessness in his heart and turning his anger into rational coldness, Uther clenched his war hammer and concentrated on dealing with the hellhound in front of him.
As a hellfire launch site, Orgrim naturally would not completely trust Gul'dan. Leave this place under the control of the Warlock. As the governor of the launch site, Shalata not only protects the safety of Hellfire, but also has the responsibility of supervising the work of the warlocks.
Around the Hellfire Launch Site. There are also three thousand orc armies guarding the surroundings, patrolling and protecting.
original. Regarding the infiltration and harassment of small alliances, Sharata was encircling and suppressing them like a cat and mouse. Tirion Fordring and Alessandro Mograine thought they had escaped Talasha's pursuit, but they didn't know that the smoke and fire under the high ground was the main reason for the orc warlord to stop.
Even though Tirion Fordring and Alessandro Mograine risked their lives to fight, the pursuit of a hundred people still paid a heavy price, and Tirion Fordring's sword was even more expensive. Having been cut off by the orc centurion, Tirion now holds the orc's rough and wild battle ax in his hand.
With the intention of causing some trouble for the warlocks. Sharata did not immediately send a second wave of pursuers, and the orc warlord did not think that a dozen remnants of soldiers could cause any trouble.
But soon, Sharata no longer had the energy to care about Tirion Fordring and Alessandro Mograine, nor did she have time to care about why no hellfire had risen to the sky for so long.
Because under the high ground, the sound of wargs fleeing in panic was heard.
Terrible, panicked, and ran away in a panic.
What happened? Wargs are the second lives of wolf knights. There are only wolf knights who died in battle, not wargs who changed their masters. As a good friend of the orcs, how could the warg make such a sound? This level of sound was probably not made by one or two wargs.
Didn't have to wait long. Sharata waited until she got the answer she wanted.
More than a hundred monkeys almost ran out of the forest with their tails between their legs, and appeared in the cleared forest clearing under the road leading to the highlands.
what happens?
Sharata frowned tightly.
Dawn is approaching, the night is the deepest, and the brazier on the high platform cannot shine into the depths of the ghostly woods.
Waving his hand to signal the warriors around him to be quiet, Sharata listened intently.
The air was filled with uneasiness and tension. The wargs had climbed up the mountain path and jumped over the blocking fence. They just wanted to return to their orc masters.
Tarasha suddenly knelt on the ground and listened to the vibrations coming from the ground.
"Enemy attack! Alliance cavalry brigade! Sound the alarm. Light the beacon fire and gather men. We need support! Lower the village gate and prepare to roll rocks and trees. Don't let the wargs in!"
Wargs are good companions of orcs, how could they be treated like this?
Although there were doubts and dissatisfaction in the eyes of his subordinates, the authority of the warlord was unquestionable, and Sharata's orders were implemented.
Because Uther and the Knights of the Silver Hand led by him involved more than 600 orc guards, even if Sharata lit the beacon, he would only have less than 1,000 men under his command in a short period of time.
Soon, ordinary orc soldiers also felt that something was wrong.
Accompanied by the howling of the wolves outside the village gate, the earth trembled.
"What's this?"
Except for the orc archers on the wall, most of the orcs didn't know what was happening. The trapped orcs yawned and talked quietly.
The orc archers on the wall opened their eyes wide, trembling and speechless.
Sharata stood on the wall, her eyes widened like copper bells, with a look of disbelief on her face.
What's this? Is it the Fairy of the Forest?
How could a human war horse gallop in the forest on such a dark night?
How could a human knight have such skills to ride in such complex terrain in the forest!
Aren’t the main forces of the Horde and Alliance fighting fiercely in the north?
Where did the cavalry of this size come from?
No, we're not ready yet!
Sharata really wanted to yell like this, but his opponent obviously wouldn't give him a chance to get ready.
It is not easy to climb a height of more than 30 meters with bare hands. However, the path connecting the high platform to the mountainous terrain is only over 100 meters long. The human cavalry, which was running at full speed, rushed out of the shadow of the forest and reached the entrance of the mountain road in a blink of an eye.
"Saki, get ready!"
Sharata gave the most correct order.
As the saying goes, a late-night raid is life-threatening. The warg cavalry rushes in haste, and the rolling rocks and trees are thundered. However, the alliance is overwhelmed.
Although the hit rate of mounted archery is as high as five [hehehe] indexes, it cannot withstand the saturated attack that covers the rain of arrows.
Under the instructions of the king, Alterac military industry embarked on a development path of high (death effect (heart stability (illness)). The bursting arrow followed the first-generation 4-pipe organ and the second-generation kdz4 type. It was finally finalized. The third generation was named Katyusha by His Majesty King Carlos Barolo himself.
The great knight Shangge Wenjie took the lead and rushed to the front. Behind her were the elite backbone of the Royal Religion National Knights.
Because the weight of [Katyusha] is much greater than ordinary arrows. It is difficult to shoot a hundred meters with an ordinary bow and arrow, so it can only be fired with a mechanical crossbow.
Although Alterac is short of food. However, the steel inventory is plentiful, and five hundred heavy crossbows capable of shooting the Katyusha four hundred meters are in the hands of the king's eagle dogs.
"put!"
The great knight gave the order and the arrow flew away.
A moment later, thunder roared and the city wall turned into ashes.
Although Sharata jumped off the wall immediately, the shock wave of the explosion still made him dizzy.
"Soldiers, prepare to meet the enemy!"
The lack of balance prevented Sharata from standing up. The orc warlord's chest felt heavy and his breathing was difficult. What I thought was a loud cry was just like the moan of a mosquito.
"Idiots, prepare to meet the enemy!"
Seeing the soldiers in a daze, stunned and at a loss, Sharata was furious. However, the more urgent he became, the more he shouted, and the more unstable his breath became.
"Overseer, what did you say?"
The smart orc rushed forward to help Sharata, and put his ear to Sharata's mouth to hear clearly what his warlord was saying.
Sharata supported the soldier with one hand, and finally had a free hand to beat her chest hard.
"Ahem!"
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Sharata took a deep breath of the dusty air, feeling indescribably comfortable all over her body.
"Line up to meet the enemy!"
The huge roar shattered the eardrums of the poor creature next to Sharata. However, Sharata no longer cared about repaying kindness with revenge, because the human cavalry had already rushed to the high ground.
Even though the power of the [Katyusha] explosion made the mountain road rugged, the horses that run in the gravel wilderness of the Alterac mountains all year round would not have their hooves broken by such terrain.
"How many more do you have? One thousand? Two thousand? Or three thousand? What gives you the courage to run rampant in the land of Alterac!"
Shangge Wenjie rushed into the orcs, her huge three-headed flail drew a semicircle, swept away the orcs in front of her, and let out extremely arrogant words.
Behind Shangge Wenjie, there were Alterac cavalry pouring in like a wave.
"Your opponent is me, scum, be honored, it will be your honor to die by my hands!"
Shangge Wenjie threw a flail to stop Sharata from trying to use the opportunity of passing side by side to kill an Alterac cavalry.
Then, the female knight dismounted. He drew out his two-handed sword and walked towards the orc warlord step by step.
"Victory. Or die!"
Sharata's war cry inspired the orcs' blood, and the orcs spontaneously formed a battle formation to try to fight against Alterac's cavalry.
"Then go to hell!"
The war lasted for more than a year. Both orcs and humans could understand some of each other's language, and the great knight Shangge Wenjie issued a declaration foretelling victory.
Viewed from the ground, the night has not receded yet.
But looking at it from an altitude of 300 meters, the skyline has turned white.
More than forty crudely made hot air balloons are already less than one kilometer away from the Hellfire launch site. The wind is favorable, but they will reach their destination in a short time.
"His Majesty Carlos, it seems that you are really the darling of the gods. Such reliable tactics as riding late at night and bombing with hot air balloons have been successful. And there are people from the Alliance helping you attract firepower, haha, hahaha."
Each hot air balloon carries more than two hundred kilograms of high-explosive bombs, and the mage provides firepower to control the direction. The balloon Carlos is riding in is controlled by Sora Starbreaker.
Although he has facial blindness, Carlos thinks he has remembered this female elf because she is a talker.
"Luck is also part of strength."
Carlos was calm and pretending.
Because almost everyone opposed the king personally leading the army, Carlos had to find a way to sneak into the hot-air balloon bombing brigade.
If he hadn't found another mage who was willing to help him hide his intentions, Carlos would not have been alone with Sora Starbreaker.
It looks like Uther is in trouble.
Even at an altitude of 300 meters, Carlos could still see Uther, who was as dazzling as a holy light flashlight, at a glance through the dim sky that was polluted by evil light.
"Signal the others to prepare for bombing."
After Carlos finished speaking, Sora Starbreaker used magic to notify the other hot air balloons.
As the firepower decreases, the height of the hot air balloon drops rapidly.
"What do you want to do? My Grand Master?"
Sola looked at Carlos curiously and asked in confusion.
"I want to know if I am truly destined."
Carlos spoke casually in a pornographic manner.
"ha?"
Sora Starbreaker didn't understand this sentence at all.
Then, under the surprised gaze of the female elf, Carlos jumped directly from a height of two hundred meters.
Parachute to avoid the wind?
The quality is too low.
Wings of Holy Light?
The momentum is too small.
Divine Shield?
Just what I wanted!
With a roar, the sudden smoke filled the air, causing the members of the Knights of the Silver Hand and the orcs in the fierce battle to be stunned for a moment.
In the diffuse dust, a tall black figure stepped out of the smoke.
"Have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?"
Carlos did not carry the arcane ax this time, but instead wore a lighter one-handed sword.
The tip of the sword was pointed upward, and the bombs came immediately. The human momentum was like a rainbow, and the orcs were panicked.
"Hahahahaha, ahhahahahaha!"
Because of his tearful laughter, Sora Starbreaker forgot to pull the switch and drop the bomb.
"I'm falling more and more in love with you. You're even crazier than I used to be. I like you!"
The female elf directly waved her sword to cut off the rope connecting the hot air balloon and the hanging basket. She fell with the bomb and added a levitation technique for herself in mid-air.
"No! Lord Gul'dan will kill me!"
Motuolao Gao watched in agony as a large amount of primitive hellfire was blown into rubble.
"Don't worry, Gul'dan won't have that chance."
Looking down at the talisman on his chest that was shattered into pieces, Carlos breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Uther as if he was strolling. Not far from him was Tirion Fordring, who was running wildly.
"Hey old man, want to play Gwent?"
"ha?"
Seeing that Tirion didn't understand his joke, Carlos shook his head and smiled.
"Justice and Glory, Silver Hand!"
Carlos gathered his nerves and prepared to carry out the pretense to the end.
[Lucky Rabbit Foot]: A white paw with only three toes. Although it is called a rabbit foot, it is actually an amulet made from the forelimbs of a magical creature called qb. This talisman has magical power. As long as the probability of the event is not zero, it can greatly increase the success rate of making a wish.
Note: There is a line of micro-engraved small words on this amulet - there is no essential difference between one percent and ninety-nine percent.
Because QB did not voluntarily provide the forelimbs to make the amulet, this amulet can only be used three times. Since this amulet has been used once, the special price is 1998 achievement points. (To be continued.)
