Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Bang!

The collision between the battle axe and the arrow filled with arcane energy produced a huge explosion. Although the arrow was shattered by Brox Saurfang's full-strength attack, the strong air wave generated by the explosion caught Brox and Orgrim off guard.

The two were blown away by a huge explosion and then fell heavily to the ground.

The chieftain, who had just been so arrogant and pressed Mograine to the ground, now enjoyed the scene of losing face in front of everyone. Fortunately, both of them had thick skin and did not suffer too much damage.

What a powerful blow! Not only the orcs were amazed, many Alliance soldiers were also surprised by the strength of this long-range attack!

Varok Saurfang, who was not far away, stabilized the morale of the army at the first moment. After all, the warchief being ambushed and blown away was no small matter, and it was enough to make the soldiers under him waver!

Orgrim stood up in time and told the orcs around him that the warchief was fine, otherwise this sneak attack that looked like a beheading would be enough to cause the orc army's morale to collapse.

"Over there, on that hilltop!" Varok Saurfang turned his eyes and searched around for a suspicious figure. Finally, he locked onto the attacker. It was a slender figure, a high elf!

"Despicable sneak attacker! Warriors, crush her!" Saurfang shouted angrily, and the Blackrock Guard immediately divided into several teams and rushed towards Sylvanas!

Now it was Sylvanas' turn to be in danger. A large number of orc soldiers rushed towards her position, including the Blackrock Guard. They were the most elite warriors among the orcs, and their status was equivalent to the Chieftain's Guard Kor'kron in later generations.

Sylvanas dodged the orcs' attacks on the hills. The missed maces and battle axes hit her, splashing up clouds of mud. Windrunner jumped nimbly, and the weapons and dust seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Orc warriors hate facing this kind of agile opponent the most. They will be furious if they have muscles but cannot hit the enemy!

In contrast, Sylvanas' counterattack was fierce. The quiver on her back was specially replenished when she was tracking the brown-skinned orcs. They were all special supplies from the East Sea Town of Garin.

Every arrow shot would always accurately hit the orc's vital points, such as the eye sockets or the throat. Every arrow was fatal.

When the hills were covered with corpses, orcs continued to surround them, and Garin was already on his way to support them.

Sylvanas, who was violently attacking, was suddenly stunned! The quiver behind her was empty, which was not good news!

She put away her longbow, drew the short blade from her waist, and used her agility to engage in guerrilla warfare with the orcs.

Sylvanas, who had just slit the throat of a Blackrock Guard member, suddenly felt a chill on her back and a tingling sensation on her scalp. This was the intuition developed from long hours of fighting on the battlefield!

dangerous!

Sylvanas leaned back in an emergency, what a beautiful iron bridge!

The next moment, a huge dark red battle blade slashed across Sylvanas' forehead, and a strand of long golden hair that protruded from the red hood fell down. If Sylvanas had not reacted quickly enough, it would not be the strand of golden hair that flew up, but her beautiful and delicate head.

But this was a fatal blow to Sylvanas! After the throat slitting failed, a barely perceptible wave appeared behind Sylvanas, and a green figure appeared!

There is also a sword master!

Sylvanas has angered everyone.

He has a sturdy figure, green skin, several long swords hanging on his waist, and a red flag with the symbol of the Fire Blade Clan on his back!

He held high the red battle blade. This blade was different from human swords. It was obviously a weapon specially made for chopping!

The Fire Blade Swordmaster leaped high into the air, with the blade swinging forward from his back, about to hit Sylvanas who was leaning back!

If this sword hits the target, Sylvanas will be cut in half!

This won’t do. Jialin is unhappy!

"A hand of protection!"

This is a unique move of the Paladin, which can help teammates condense a holy light protective film on their bodies similar to the Holy Shield, which can theoretically make them immune to all physical attacks!

Bang!

Sylvanas, who was covered by the hand of protection, was inevitably hit by the swordmaster. The huge force made her roll on the ground several times, looking very miserable.

Garen jumped to Sylvanas's side and stood in front of her to protect her.

Sylvanas stood up unharmed, brushed off the dust on her body, and then coughed twice due to being choked.

"Shiva, you are impulsive!"

"Sorry, Garin, I saw such a good opportunity and couldn't help but shoot an arrow!"

"That's a really good effect. It makes Orgrim lose face! Haha!"

"Oh! Thanks for the compliment. But what an embarrassing ending!"

"It's okay, I'm here!"

The two of them were chatting and laughing while surrounded by a group of orcs, which made a group of Blackrock Guard members extremely angry. A captain was about to step forward but was stopped by two sneak attacks from the sword masters!

"You go back and protect the chief, we will take care of them!"

Jubilee knew the Great Chief's intention to break out. He and the Burning Blade could leave at any time, so it would be better for them to cover the rear and let the Great Chief's guards protect Orgrim in his breakout.

Garin took out a new quiver from his backpack and handed it to Sylvanas. She took it and hung it behind her back, holding the longbow in her hand, ready for battle.

On Orgrim's side, he has already felt that the situation is not in his favor. The left wing is being restrained, the right wing cannot break through, and the Red Dragon Rider is also restrained. Now the only way is to break out from the north!

"Taron Blooddemon, lead your Death Knights to break through head-on!"

Although I don’t like these eerie monsters called Death Knights, it is undeniable that they do cause great fear to humans.

"Warriors of the Dragon Roar Clan! Ride the red dragon to the flanks and spit out dragon breath to open a passage for the tribesmen! Ignore those winged lions!"

"Warriors, follow me to break through!"

The tribe was like a huge group of gears, all turning under the command of Orgrim.

The Death Knight waved his scepter, dark energy surged, and the surrounding corpses stood up in the strange dark magic, dragging their broken bodies towards the Alliance!

The Alliance army in front was in chaos, and the red dragons on the side, under the control of the Dragon Roar Clan Knights, no longer entangled with the Griffin Knights, and flew rapidly towards the northwest despite the artillery shells from the aircraft.

The red dragons took a deep breath while flying!

Then mouthfuls of dragon phlegm poured down!

The direction you are facing!

It was Kimir's Fifth Army!