Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The infantry phalanx was reformed by Garin because pure sword and shield soldiers were too simple and would make the soldiers in the third row unable to attack, so Garin replaced the equipment of some sword and shield infantry.

They changed the one-handed swords into spears. Thanks to the existence of the blacksmith shop, Garin's subordinates had no shortage of fine steel weapons. The infantry in the back row all had three-meter-long spears, which were made of rare fine steel of level three technology.

The first two rows of infantry formed a shield wall, while the infantry behind them extended their spears out of the shield wall, greatly increasing the lethality.

The collision between the iron torrent of infantry and the green tide was very fierce. Although both sides suffered casualties, due to the large number of hard laborers among the orcs, their overall combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and the infantry phalanx advanced very quickly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A large number of inferior spears were thrown out from the woods, some made of iron, and some made of sharp stones tied to branches.

Orgrim secretly transported a lot of fine steel weapons and equipment from Ironforge in order to increase the strength of the troll army. They were too backward, and apart from their numbers and strong physical fitness, nothing else was worth mentioning.

However, Zul'jin would only leave the equipment to his own troops. In his eyes, the Evil Branch Tribe was just a ragtag armed force that could only use obsolete old equipment.

The soldiers' shield wall perfectly blocked these inferior javelins. Even if there were some that were not protected by the shields, they could not break through the defense and were bounced off the infantry's fine steel armor and fell to the ground.

A team of elite orc warriors, led by a centurion, broke through a section of the infantry's shield wall in a violent manner. Sylvanas realized that the situation was not good, and immediately led an elite ranged team to single-handedly kill the orcs who broke into the infantry phalanx!

The subsequent orcs were forced back by the rain of arrows. Muba, as the infantry commander, reacted quickly and reorganized the men to fill the vacancies.

"Long ears! Long ears! Warriors of the evil branch, attack those long ears first!"

Hex, the high priestess of the Evil Branch Tribe, was a female troll. When she saw the High Peak Elves showing off their power behind the humans, she didn't know what bad memories were brought back to her, but she became furious and began to issue random orders!

"Troll! Shut up!" Varok Saurfang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Don't you know the attack range of your troll headhunters? He has seen high elves snipe orc warriors from a long distance!

The chaotic command in the rear of the orcs and trolls caused some commotion. The noise attracted Alleria's attention. She turned to look at the troll leader Hex, and felt that he looked vaguely familiar.

However, she did not think much about it, and continued to draw the bow and shoot arrows with all her strength, specifically choosing those orcs who were more than two meters tall as targets. She was now able to distinguish the difference between the orc warriors and laborers very well.

The ranged troops of the orcs and trolls were attracted by Garin and his reinforcements, which reduced the pressure on Kurdran. Only sporadic javelins were shot at them, but the griffins nimbly dodged them. Up to now, Kurdran found that the red dragon had not appeared, which made him more confident and bold in attacking the orcs.

"Snapped!"

An unlucky orc had his head smashed by the Storm Hammer, and then Kurdran began to dive at a low altitude. This area was out of the range of the Troll Headhunters, so there was no need to worry about being attacked.

Blue electric light was still emitting from the corpses of the orcs killed by Storm Hammer. The lightning power of Storm Hammer also had a splashing effect, affecting the orcs nearby. Large groups of orcs were paralyzed in an instant!

When Scarre spread his wings, they were more than three meters long. Such a huge size did not affect his speed at all. He made a beautiful turn, avoiding the orc's raised battle axe, and then swept his front paws across, directly ripping open the orc who tried to attack him. Then the orc behind him was caught off guard and pecked through the top of his head by Scarre's sharp griffin beak!

The death was extremely cruel!

Tsk tsk tsk!

Garin inadvertently saw this scene and sighed in his heart, then he discovered that Kurdlan on Skarre's back actually had time to raise his warhammer to salute him.

Garin laughed, raised his sword in return, and then rode his horse forward towards the approaching wolf cavalry.

At this point in the battle, the advantage is already obvious. The heavy knights led by Garin are a tough nut to crack. In addition, Saurfang made a mistake in his strategy and was captured by the reinforcements that arrived, and the encircled troops suffered heavy losses.

With the griffin riders led by Kurdlan circling above their heads, the orcs had to pay attention to attacks from all directions except for the ones under their feet. The unfavorable battle situation made their morale a little low. Coupled with the conflict over commands between Commander Saurfang and Hex, the defeat of the Orcs and Trolls coalition was inevitable!

The battle continued for an hour. After trying to send more troops, Saurfang found that he was powerless to turn the tide. He blew the horn of retreat, and the orcs retreated to the northwest, cursing, leaving behind a field of corpses.

"A glorious victory! Haha."

The hoarse roars of the Wildhammer Dwarves were heard in mid-air. They were suppressed by the Orcs and Trolls in the first half and felt very frustrated. It was not until Garin and his men came to reinforce and provided a good output environment that this group of Griffin Knights thought they were going to take over the entire field!

Kurdlan landed with his personal guards and walked towards Garin and the others. The remaining knights flew to the top of the griffin on Eagle's Nest Mountain. They needed to go back to rest.

"My human friends, I am Kurdlan Wildhammer, the High Lord of Aerie Mountain. Thank you for your assistance! And welcome to Aerie Mountain!"

Kurdran walked over and put away his warhammer. "Thank you for your help. The Wildhammer dwarves owe you a favor. We were worried that the green group would invade our forest. Oh my God, there are too many of them!"

It turned out to be Kurdran, the hero of the Wildhammer dwarves and one of the five future heroes of the Dark Portal. A statue of him was erected at the gate of Stormwind City in later generations, and Galen knew him well.

"Lord Kurdran, I'm Garin, the Duke of Stromgarde, Lieutenant General of the Alliance, and the commander of this army!" Garin walked up to Kurdran and bumped fists with him. It is said that this is a greeting between Wildhammer dwarf friends.

Now it was Kurdlan's turn to be surprised.

"You are Garin!"

Kurdlan touched his beard, not caring at all that there was orc blood on his hands.

"I have heard of you, yes, the Generous Prince of Stromgarde! I saw your name in a letter from Elder Firebeard!"

"Oh! My friend, you have earned the friendship of the Wildhammer!"

Oh, the reputation with Aerie Mountain has become friendly? Does the reputation with Flamebeard and Kurshavn have such additional effects?