Stratholme God

Chapter 922 Orcs lost, Thrall won

Steel Division?

When an army is imbued with an iron will, it can be terrifying.

Artillery is not omnipotent.

The complex battlefield has repeatedly proved that no weapon can be used in all terrains.

When the tribe can invent some means to erase the alliance's superiority in firepower, once a war starts, it is still unclear who will win the battle.

The boss of the alliance is very clear: Kael'thas's partial division is marching towards the Netherstorm area to crusade against the traitors.The main force of the alliance is trapped in the Auchindoun area, and they are gradually cleaning up the various hostile forces there.It is impossible to start a war with the tribe at this stage. The situation in the outer domain is complicated enough. It is very reluctant to start a war on the two fronts. It is unwise to provoke the tribe to fight on the third front.Not to mention, there are border disputes between the Azeroth Alliance and the Horde in a large number of areas.

In this situation, it is ideal to fight without breaking, or to sit and watch the tribe attack the street.

The old wolf king Jin's mouth seemed to be open, and after he finished speaking, the grassland over there was ablaze.

Physically!

On the outermost side of the front in the east-west direction, dozens of violent green flames rose simultaneously.

A little bit of common knowledge: a serious forest fire will never have multiple fires, if there are, then someone is arson.Of course, it doesn’t have to be a human being. For example, in a kangaroo country, it is an anomaly to get an eagle to act as an [arson eagle] and set fire with a fire stick in its mouth, making the fire endless.

Now the fire suddenly became extremely fast, like Archimonde's [Fire of Destruction], the fire pillar that spread over had a diameter of 3 to 4 meters.

This scene frightened Thrall, who was fighting fiercely, and the chiefs of all the orc clans.

"Demon? How is this possible!?" Thrall's pupils almost lost focus.

But the green flame of fel energy clearly stated its affiliation, this is indeed the work of the Burning Legion.

Setting fire in another place will definitely not have the current effect.

You see, what is the use of setting fire on the hellfire peninsula, which is full of terracotta?

This is Nagrand with lush vegetation!

Originally, the fel flames didn't spread to many places, so the fire at the edge of the battlefield was relatively vigorous, and there was still a considerable distance from spreading to the entire battlefield.

The appearance of the flames completely hit the morale of the orc coalition forces.

For the sake of their homeland, many orcs can throw their heads and blood to fight the evil orcs.For the fire of the prairie fire, there is an instinctive fear.

When the flames spread along the wind to the flanks of the orc coalition army and billowed thick smoke, Thrall clearly heard the commotion in the crowd.

Immediately, the commotion turned into screams.

"Look!" An orc pointed with his hand.

In the eyes of the ignorant orc, the blue sky and white clouds above his head are dissipating layer by layer, as if the original color of a painting has been forcibly erased by other oil paints, exposing the emptiness in the sky.

First of all, a burning meteorite is dragging a long trail across the sky from north to south, blooming a dazzling and strange green light.

This light was reflected in the eyes of all the orcs, shining brightly, and behind it, there were second, third, and fourth shining green spots that also pierced the sky of Outland, falling towards the center where the orc coalition army was located.

They seemed to light up the clouds, turning their bases an ominous, unholy green.

"what is that?"

Some orcs were asking, but no one answered.

In the next second, the screams in the military formation drowned out all other noises.

"Boom bang bang-"

Meteorites crashed down one by one.

The strong impact forcefully smashed out huge circles on the rich grass in Nagrand.

Before the orc could react, these huge stones exuding green flames suddenly deformed, transforming from a single boulder shape into huge human figures with a height of about four or five floors.

【Hellfire】!
Thrall is no stranger to this elite elemental creature of the Legion.

The problem is that the world will never lack wood turtles!
Many orcs have never seen [Hellfire] from birth to now.

To be honest, if there are a large number of elites among the orcs working together, or if there are enough long-range war machines to focus fire, it will not be difficult to kill Hellfire.

The loss of the orcs is that the command is not unified, and most of the orc fighters are ignorant.

These huge monsters surrounded by flames seemed to be invincible. With a wave of their hands, they punched the orc warriors rushing up like a child, and all the orcs who dared to approach were burned to death.

The powerful [Hellfire], coupled with the violent charge of the evil orcs in front, and finally coupled with the sea of ​​​​flames rising in the distance, under this far from perfect 'internal and external pincer attack', they panicked.

"How could it be possible to defeat so many monsters?"

"I can't win!"

"Run!"

The time for Thrall to return to the tribe is too short, and he hasn't had enough achievements to prove himself. Prestige is invisible, but it really affects the army at critical moments.

Although Thrall roared and shouted loudly, the backward communication system made him quickly lose control of the hundreds of thousands of orc coalition forces.

Some brave orc chiefs still led their clansmen to choose to stand firm and resist, and more than [-]% of the orc clans collapsed.

They are like a herd of deer scared away by lions, the number is large enough to cover the land, but all of them are running, but none of them, or there are not enough warriors to stop the coming evil orcs.

When ordinary orcs can't form exchanges with more powerful evil orcs in sufficient numbers, the orc coalition army...is doomed!

Seeing the retreating orc compatriots all over the mountains and plains, Thrall's heart turned cold.

Give up?
No!Thrall's firm heart never had the word "give up"!
He raised the [Doomhammer] high and roared loudly: "Lok-Tar'Ogar!"

Other orcs shouted this, just shouting slogans.

And he is truly born to die!

With just a few personal guards, Thrall bravely rushed to the largest fel orc arrowhead on the battlefield-Fenris, the chief of the Thunderlord clan, was there.

kill him!

right!Only by killing Fenris can this rout be stopped.

At this moment, Thrall's mind resonated with all the elemental genies around him.Responding to the call of [World Sa], these huge elemental creatures formed a sharp countercurrent, and went straight to kill the biggest traitor of the orcs.

Seeing this, McDonnell stood up, ready to cut off the communication and leave the spectator mode of the throne meeting.

"McDonald, didn't you see the end?" Varian was quite surprised.

"It doesn't matter, anyway... the best ending is that the orcs lose and Thrall wins."

Varian was stunned. He was quite smart, and he explained in a low voice next to Bolvar, and immediately tasted it:

Whether Thrall failed to kill Fenris to save the defeat, or Thrall succeeded in killing the enemy general as a hero to stop the decline, the momentum of the orcs can be regarded as vented.After losing this battle, the orcs would no longer have the unprecedented unity they could have achieved, even if Thrall rallied all the orcs afterwards.But the matter of fleeing is just like women's clothing, there are only zero times and countless times.

(End of this chapter)