Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

“Pour hot oil!

There are dozens of huge crucibles on the city walls, with raging firewood underneath and boiling hot oil in the pots.

At Terenas's loud command, the leader of the city guard carried out the order, tilting the crucible and allowing the boiling hot oil to flow down along the city wall.

Although Terenas was not very strong in fighting, he had developed his command ability. At this time, the orc vanguard had just arrived under the city wall, crowding together to prepare to climb the wall. The hot oil was poured on their heads, directly scalding their bodies.

The painful howlings of the orcs from under the city wall gave the human soldiers guarding the city a shock.

After all, they also saw the huge number of orcs outside the city. Although the king said that reinforcements were on the way, the orcs' tall bodies and strong muscles were oppressive enough.

Only a small number of the thousands of orcs that attacked the city returned. The failure of the orcs' attack made the city guards feel a little relieved, because it turned out that this group of barbarians was not unstoppable.

Terenas's face was calm. He ordered the soldiers to prepare more oil. This was a protracted war that would take at least a few days. If the orcs attacked frequently, the oil stored in the royal city might be exhausted in the afternoon. At that time, they would only be able to use more powerful crossbows.

Sure enough, Orgrim is a qualified commander, and it is a basic principle that a kind person does not command an army.

More orcs were dispatched. This time it was a combined attack by orcs from small clans and the elite of the Blackrock Clan. A large wave of orcs were on their way to attack the city.

The orcs did not stop attacking the city for the whole morning. Orgrim had a simple idea that the tribal army under his command was several times larger than the human defenders and that they would be similar to them if they took turns attacking the city.

In addition, a large number of laborers built three catapults in the morning and joined the battle.

At the same time, Orgrim discovered that the eastern wall seemed to be well defended. Obviously, the generals there were better at commanding, and there were no city gates on the east side, so there were fewer loopholes. Therefore, he left a small number of soldiers to continue attacking the eastern wall, and he brought the large army to the north gate of the royal city of Lordaeron, which was also the main gate of the royal city.

The crude catapults began to fire stone bullets at the walls of Lordaeron. The stone bullets hit the front of the wall and then shattered into powder. It seems that the building materials of the royal city are quite strong, and the catapults are not very effective.

"Change your target, prepare to attack the humans on the city wall!" Orgrim changed his strategy and prepared to use catapults to suppress the human defenders. "Broxigar, get ready, follow the main group and bring the Blackstone Guards with you!"

"Warriors, move forward!"

The soldiers of the Blackrock Clan were the main force of this attack. They had dark skin, and even after drinking the demon's blood, their skin did not turn green. At most, it was black with a hint of green.

Moreover, the Blackrock Clan is good at forging, and most of them have a high resistance to fire, so hot oil will cause less damage to them. Not only that, they are also carrying a huge log. Dozens of orcs are carrying the log forward, obviously treating it as a battering ram.

"Charge! Destroy their city gates!" The orcs ran quickly, and the heavy logs seemed nothing on their strong shoulders.

Arrows poured down from the city walls, and many orc soldiers guarding the log battering rams were shot and fell to the ground. However, the logs were very thick, and the orcs hid under the logs and the arrows could not hurt them.

boom!

boom!

boom!

After three consecutive powerful impacts, the city gate made a rumbling sound.

Terenas's face was finally no longer calm. Although the city gates of Lordaeron were repaired every year, he had never thought that any enemy would be able to penetrate deep into the heart of Lordaeron to attack the royal city, so he had never thought of replacing the city gates with steel gates.

If this continues, the city gate will be knocked down sooner or later!

"Your Majesty, let me do it."

Gandalf appeared on the city wall and volunteered to Terenas to deal with the orcs attacking the city.

"Leave it to you, Master Gandalf!"

"It will live up to your expectations."

Gandalf came to the top of the city and cast an ice shield on himself. This is a basic quality of a wizard, and the magic shield must not be broken during battle.

Gandalf raised his staff, the blue gem on the staff emitted a bright light, and then a large number of icicles fell from the sky.

The logs that could not be damaged by arrows began to be destroyed by the blizzard. Large chunks of wood chips fell off the logs, and the temperature in front of the city gate dropped sharply, and it dropped below zero in a short while!

The five-minute blizzard froze the logs and orc soldiers into ice sculptures, and the crisis at the city gate was resolved.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Speed ​​up, the king needs us!" The two legions dispatched from Andorhal marched quickly under the leadership of Mograine, and then met the Hearthglen warband led by Tirion at Felstone Farm!

"Tirion, send out scouts. We must make sure there are no orc ambushes ahead!"

Lothar and Terenas's strategy was to hold their ground and wait for reinforcements. If Orgrim noticed this and surrounded and attacked the reinforcements, the three legions behind them would be in big trouble.

"Before I met you, my spies told me that the Tirisfal Fortress is still in the hands of the kingdom, and the orcs have not attacked there yet!"

"This is really good news!" Mograine is an old noble in Lordaeron. He felt that this was the only good news after receiving the news that the capital was besieged and the king asked them to send reinforcements.

"There's even better news!" said Tirion.

"What is it?" The two men were exchanging information loudly while galloping on their horses.

"There are messengers from Garen and Turalyon in the Tirisfal Citadel. They are already waiting for us at the canyon outpost south of the monastery!" Tirion was also excited. After all, they were two colleagues who became paladins together. Tirion knew their strengths very well. One was the adjutant of the Alliance, and the other was the famous rising star of the Alliance, Lieutenant General Garen. Having them around was a reassurance to him.

In the eyes of these first-generation paladins, Garin is synonymous with reliability.

"How could they be so fast!" Mograine looked incredulous. He had previously received intelligence that Turalyon and Garen were heading north to reinforce Quel'Thalas, but now they were getting ahead of him?

Mograine knew that Rivendell and the Stratholme Warband had just crossed the Northern Thandoril River. He thought that with Rivendell's speed, it would be good enough for him and his men to drive away the orcs and the Stratholme Warband to arrive at the battlefield and finish the job.

"That kid Garin must have opened a portal again! He has a special relationship with the monastery, so it's not surprising that he was able to apply for a teleportation channel!"

However, Tirion didn't know that Garen's teleportation was not a mage's portal. Basically, he could go wherever he wanted. The portal was used as a cover to conceal his mobility.

But even so, Tirion still wanted to say:

Damn the dual cultivation of martial arts and magic!