Stormwind God

Fighting with hard labor is easy and comfortable, except for the real blood, it is no different from pricking a scarecrow's target with a spear during training.

There are already soldiers joking: "If the so-called warriors of the tribe are all like this, we can kill 10,000 tribe as a team."

At this time, after supplementing the second round of [Brightness], Abidis discovered that a huge transport ship began to wash ashore, and many taller, apparently armored figures appeared on the coast.

The main force of the orcs began.

Mograine ordered: "Bell the horn, cover by the archers, and bring the Sword Shield and Spearmen back. Immediately into the second stage."

The unique trumpet sound in Lordaeron's army sounded, and the soldiers who killed the front line were awakened, and it was time to withdraw. Under the good light and the commander's shouting, the soldiers evacuated in an orderly manner, and they entered the second line of defense at a higher altitude along the predetermined mountain path.

After seeing his own soldiers evacuating as planned, General Abidis held up his sword and shouted, "First Javelin Brigade, Project!"

The long, dark shadow shot into the air, drew a wonderful arc in the air, and then screamed, stabbed below, without any accidents, quite a few orc warriors were nailed down the hill.

However, there are still many on the charge.

Abidis noticed that quite a few orc warriors were better armed than intelligence. They are no longer the kind of body described in Stormwind City soldiers' mouths, they are just big men with no force.

Their right-handed shoulders are basically equipped with huge studded shoulder armors, a horned helmet on their heads, a metallic luster on their chests, and leather on their forearms. Armguards. There is no armor on the lower body, and often there is only a crotch armor similar to a leather skirt, but they obviously wear a pair of huge boots, which allows them to better pass the complicated terrain battlefield.

Abidis quickly called a Dalaran mage who was in charge of the communication, and gathered this information to Duke.

After receiving the news, there was silence in the headquarters.

Lothar pouted his lips: "Gentlemen, at least we have confirmed that our enemies are a group of intelligent creatures that will evolve."

No one laughed at this cold joke.

This joke is not funny at all.

Duke glanced at the exquisite wall clock hung at the headquarters, at exactly 4:30 in the morning.

"Tell Aurelia and Sylvanas, their ranger has played." Duke hadn't finished, and the two voices were echoing in the command.

"Oh, I heard." The voice of the great devil of Alleria.

"I'm almost moldy." Queen Greek complained.

Then, the loud noise on the beach seemed to be a lot smaller for an instant.

No matter whether it was Lane and Simos on the eastern hills or Mograine and Abidis on the western hills, no commander could believe his eyes.

For too long, humans haven't seen the elite ranger of the high elves.

If the definition of a sharp shooter is one enemy, then these rangers are super sharp shooters, and they are monster-level beings. I only heard the bowstrings on the higher positions on the hill,

All the dense tribes on the beach were shot to death. The arrows were almost as accurate as eyes, and they automatically navigated from the bow to the orcs' throats.

For a time, the entire beach was empty.

"Oh my god, what kind of reinforcements did our deputy commander ask for? It's worth a million bows and arrows." King Lane muttered to himself.

General Simos comforted Ryan: "I heard that the Windrunner family is the top ranger family in Quel'Thalas."

Ryan felt better.

General Simons was right in this point. The Ranger of the Windrunner family is indeed the most powerful among the high elves, none of them.

Looking at the entire human world, even the higher elves, even the more powerful night elves are counted, and no unit can rival the archer of the windrunner's house. Perhaps the mysterious army, which is legendary to belong directly to High Priest Tyrande, can compare with the ranger's ranger.

However, the horror of the tribe is not only due to its strong individual combat power, but its quantity is also terrifying.

When more and more ships moored on the west coast were scheduled, the violent orc decisively ignored the orders from above and began to rush the ship to all places where it could be moored.

For example, the eastern beaches with higher mountains and better human defenses.

Another example is the port terminal in Nanhai Town.

When the dawn dawned, the main force of the tribe's land grab battle finally arrived. A huge iron boat slammed into the stone pier, which shocked the entire port terminal. In the telescope, Duke saw that the deep-water port dock he had built a long time ago, was hit by the hordes of eggs and splashed with stones, and Duke wished to destroy all the orcs.

"Your dear, my personal money ..." Duke muttered in his heart.

Over there, Turalyon muttered, "In the name of the Holy Light, they are too ugly!"

Even if Lothar and Duke had described them, it was far from seeing them. I wonder if the stronger the orcs, the uglier. Turalyon, who had seen the tribe's dead labors with his own eyes, originally only thought that the tribe were medium-sized monsters about the size of burly humans with light green skin and two huge tiger teeth in his mouth.

Turalyon now found himself completely wrong.

True tribal warriors are taller and more burly and look uglier.

Bright green skin and red eyes that are redder than rabbits.

And those huge fangs that can't even be covered by lips! Turalyon vowed that he had only seen similar sizes on wild boars.

But wild boars do n’t walk on their feet, they do n’t carry huge heavy weapons, and they do n’t wear heavy armor.

Duke pretended to look through the binoculars, and then said the answer marked in the system prompt: "Well, generals, good news and bad news."

They immediately raised their ears.

"The good news is that the tribe is finally willing to put in the main force. Lothar can consider taking back the reserve team arranged outside."

Lothar smiled slightly. For the sake of insurance, Lothar split about one-third of the troops assembled in the South China Sea town and placed it in the middle of Hillsbrad Hills. land.

Duke's proposal, Lothar was unconvinced. Because it is recovered, it may not help. If you do n’t accept it, you can also use it as an insurance. At most, you will receive a complaint from two kings, saying that your army ca n’t contribute.

Lothar laughed and asked, "What about the bad news?" (To be continued.)