Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Except for a small team that followed Garin, the other two hundred or so paladins were all scattered among the team of more than three thousand knights. At the beginning, they made full use of the aura of the Crusader and increased the movement speed of the entire team to the extreme.

With the help of the racing aura, the heavy cavalry army used the steel knight's gun to pierce the bodies of several more wolf cavalrymen, and finally had to be stopped by the wolf cavalry.

"Die! Greenskins!"

Even though they have lost the benefit of speed, the heavy knights still possess the combat power of high-level professionals. Garin is the most valiant among them. Whenever he swings the sword in his hand, it always brings about a bloody storm and broken limbs.

A centurion of the wolf cavalry saw his soldiers being slaughtered wantonly by Garin, and his inner cruelty was aroused. His eyes were red and he was obviously in a state of rage. He was confident of his own strength and wanted to turn the tide!

The strong centurion waved the huge battle blade in his hand, pulled the reins to drive the giant wolf under him, and rushed towards Garin!

"Die! Damn human!"

The poor human common language made Garin notice this wolf rider who was seeking his own death. A fierce murderous aura burst out from his body. This aura condensed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood was something Garin had only recently become proficient in sending and receiving.

The wolf cavalry centurion only felt that he was facing a ferocious beast foraging on the Nagrand grassland. The huge feeling of oppression made him tremble with fear, and there was only a buzzing sound in his ears. The wolf under his crotch had the same experience as him. The giant wolf was completely limp, no longer as ferocious as before.

Because the little human on the opposite side seems to be even more terrifying than it!

This is a feeling of oppression from the soul level!

Then, after a moment of unconsciousness, the wolf cavalryman felt dizzy and realized that his body had been separated from his body!

The orcs also felt the powerlessness of being targeted by the tactics they were good at. Garin, the spearhead of the platoon, was too sharp, and he led the knight troops to directly pierce the encirclement formed by the wolf cavalry.

Garen was killing everyone on the battlefield. Saurfang in the Orc camp recognized this old human opponent. The two started to fight at the Sador Bridge. During the period, they went through several fierce battles, and Saurfang did not gain any advantage.

Although the appearance of Garin almost caused the wolf cavalry to overturn, fortunately the situation was in line with what Saurfang had imagined. With the explosive power and mobility of the wolf cavalry, they were able to steadily hold back the cavalry, and then a large army of infantry would press forward and directly besiege and kill them!

In Saurfang's eyes, cavalry that had lost their mobility were lambs to be slaughtered.

"Warriors, surround them and trap them to death!"

Saurfang ordered the entire army to attack. Although it seemed that Garin and the knights were in danger, it was actually in line with Garin's expectations. They no longer focused on air defense, which was equivalent to freeing the Griffin Knights of Kurdran.

"Ancestors! Those humans have attracted the greenskins' attention. It's our turn! Smash their heads!"

Kurdran took the reins of Lascarre and started a dive with a large force.

On the battlefield in front of Eagle's Nest Mountain, the red high-ranking knights and the black and green wolf riders were engaged in a fierce melee. The heavily armored war horses and the ferocious-looking wolves were intertwined, and the knights' broadswords and the wolf riders' swords on their backs were also slashing at each other. Now it was a competition to see who was more elite, and the loser would become the nutrients of the land of Hinterland in the coming year.

Garen was fighting hard in the battle. As long as he could hold on for an hour, Sylvanas would arrive with the follow-up troops and the orcs' numerical advantage would no longer exist!

After transforming the Crusader Aura into the Pious Aura, Garin focused on killing any orcs he could see in front of him. The energy of Holy Light poured out from his body as he swung his sword, killing any orcs with every strike.

Garin has already felt that the combat effectiveness of the orcs at this stage has soared to the peak. It may be that the demon blood has stimulated the full potential of the orcs after several years of digestion. However, Garin is not worried. As long as the Alliance can survive this period of time, the sequelae of the orcs drinking the demon blood will erupt.

Garin was distracted for a moment, and a wolf cavalryman took advantage of the opportunity and suddenly chopped him down with a knife.

Bang, Garin subconsciously pulled back his sword to block it. This was his instinctive reaction. Fortunately, the strength of the wolf cavalry was much different from his. If he was distracted when fighting against a master, it would be a big disaster.

He knocked the Wolf Rider unconscious with a Hammer of Judgment, and then beheaded him with a sword. Then he drew the sword again and passed by a Wolf Rider, leaving a big gash on the Wolf Rider's chest.

Ignoring the injured orc, the knights would naturally continue to finish him off. Garin changed his target and continued fighting.

The fearless wolf riders clung to Garin's headquarters, limiting the movement of the heavy knights to prevent them from finding an opportunity to charge again. Moreover, entire teams of wolf riders kept charging towards Garin, wanting to kill the human general and win great honor for themselves.

The orcs' follow-up troops rushed out of the forest. Kurdlan intercepted half of the surrounding orc infantry, but the other half of the orcs had already surrounded the periphery of the battle circle of wolf riders and heavy knights.

The situation is not good. There are tens of thousands of orcs and there are also many trolls in the forest. Now the two sides are in a melee and they dare not throw spears randomly from a distance. Even so, Garin feels tremendous pressure.

This is Azeroth. Even if you are as powerful as a demigod, you may still die from group fights. Taking the time to look at the strategic map, Garin's subsequent infantry have arrived at the entrance of the mountain road.

Sylvanas and the others have finally arrived!

Garin's army did not have a logistics transport team, but the high elves did abandon some military supplies and marched quickly.

The infantry and Farstrider rangers dispersed immediately after exiting the mountain path. Sylvanas and Alleria each took a group of Farstriders to occupy advantageous terrain on the left and right, while Muba commanded the main force of 5,000 infantry to march forward in formation.

The orcs outside the encirclement immediately turned around to fight back, and soon a fierce battle broke out between the red steel torrent and the green orc tide.

Behind the three rows of infantry were two rows of musketeers. With their precise coordination, there was no such thing as accidental injuries. Bullets poured into the orc group like raindrops.

"Troll! Troll, High Priest Hex, get your people to help!"

Most of the orcs that Saurfang sent out to surround the human heavy cavalry troops were hard laborers. He originally planned to use wolf riders to stop the cavalry and then withdraw, and then use hard labor to consume the humans' physical strength. He did not expect that the human reinforcements would come so quickly!

Watching the human reinforcements slaughtering the laborers and warriors on the periphery, he had to ask the trolls to send out headhunters for remote support!

"As you wish, orc!"

The high priest of the evil branch troll responded, and then shouted loudly:

"Warriors of the Evil Branch, kill those long-eared high elves!"