Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

After much anticipation, the reinforcements that Jialin had been waiting for finally arrived in time.

The leader was a strong man in his twenties, it was Danas Trollbane, Galen's cousin.

He rode a warhorse, leading the way, followed by his personal guards.

Danas led nearly a hundred guards and penetrated into the troll formation from the flank, like a sharp knife, giving the trolls a heavy blow.

Danas, who was acting as the tip of the sword, raised his sword high, and with the help of the impact force of the warhorse, he split the troll shield guard who was blocking him in half with one sword, and then swung the shield in his left hand to knock away the trolls who were approaching again, and then continued to gallop, using his powerful strength to prepare to break through the troll formation.

The personal guards following Danas were not weak either. They were like the blade of a sharp knife, cooperating with Danas to rush into the enemy group, setting off a bloody storm. They swung their weapons and smashed their shields, causing the approaching trolls to either have their heads chopped off or be ripped open.

When Danas and his group charged to the center of the troll formation, Danas' follow-up troops arrived at the mouth of the canyon. They were wearing white armor with red edges, red battle robes, and the emblem of the Stromgarde army, a white Highland Falcon, on their chests. They held shields and swords and ran quickly towards the battlefield.

They entered the battlefield and quickly replaced the infantry at the base who were already close to their limit. The remaining people transported the injured and fallen infantry to the sentry tower in the rear, where the several priests they brought were ready.

With the arrival of Danas' follow-up troops, the trolls, who were already in a state of decline, fell into chaos again. Some wanted to support the rear, some were pierced by Danas and had no way to take care of the front and back, and some wanted to break out forward, but had lost their composure in a series of raids. The fear that had been suppressed by the acting governor was once again aroused, causing the trolls to run around on the battlefield like headless flies, no longer in their previous formation.

The acting commander of the Troll Center fell into despair. He had given up commanding the troops and stopped issuing orders. With his military ability, he was powerless to turn the tide in the face of wave after wave of human attacks.

And as Danas continued to drill into the center of the troll formation, he was approaching his position. The indomitable Danas had already set his eyes on the troll who looked like the commander, with murderous eyes, which made the acting commander's hair stand on end and his body fell into a brief stiffness.

Not resisting means death. As sworn enemies, the acting commander-in-chief knows that it is impossible for the two tribes to coexist peacefully. It will only be a fight to the death.

He drew out his battle axe, ready for a final stand. There were too many human reinforcements, and he had to fight to the end as a warrior.

Danas adjusted the direction of his horse and charged towards the location of the acting commander-in-chief, where the battle flag of the troll army guided the direction.

The shield guards around the acting commander-in-chief formed a shield formation in an attempt to stop the slowed-down warhorses. After knocking down two groups of shield guards, Danas was successfully intercepted by the trolls.

The acting warlord saw this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and leaped bravely! He immediately jumped up, passed the troll in front of him, and swung his battle axe forward from behind him. Using the force of the fall, he aimed at Danas and launched a powerful sky-drop slash, intending to split the human in half, including the horse.

Danas's warhorse was stopped, and he had just killed two trolls that were approaching. This was the time when his old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated. It must be said that the timing chosen by the acting commander-in-chief was particularly good. This was the moment when Danas was most vulnerable, and there was a great chance of killing him with one blow.

Danas looked up and saw that the acting commander-in-chief was about to attack him, so he made a quick decision and kicked back to get off the back of his horse.

In the blink of an eye, Danas left his horse and the attack by the acting commander arrived.

Boom! Sizzle!

The warhorse was split in half, and blood splattered everywhere!

The acting commander-in-chief was covered in the blood of his warhorse, and he was laughing ferociously. He took advantage of the situation and locked onto Danas. He kicked with his right leg and used the force to rush towards Danas.

As soon as Danas landed on the ground, he immediately looked up to the sky and let out a soul-shaking roar. The trolls who were trying to besiege him paused. Then Danas turned around and made a whirlwind slash, cutting off the trolls' spears and killing the trolls who had lost their weapons. In an instant, he cleared a large area around him that was filled with broken blades and corpses.

This series of actions happened in a flash, and was an instinct that Danas had developed over the years of fighting in battles. He immediately turned around and raised his sword with both hands, accurately blocking the axe of the acting warlord that rushed over.

From this collision, Danas probably figured out that the acting commander-in-chief was not as strong as himself. If he took the risk of getting injured, he should be able to deal with him within ten moves.

Standing in the center of the battlefield, with shouts of killing all around him, he knew the outcome of the battle was decided. The 3,000 men he brought with him and Garin's troops surrounded the trolls from both sides, and the trolls could no longer cause any trouble.

Danas thought to himself that he would change his previous tactics of killing enemies in a big and aggressive manner and prepare to fight the acting commander in close combat. He was stronger than him and the situation on the battlefield was more favorable than him. So what if you have a strong self-healing ability? After I cut off your head, can you heal one for me to see?

Danas and the acting warlord fought together, cleaving, blocking, whirlwind slashing, parrying, hamstringing, and armor breaking.

Under Danas's attack, the acting governor gradually couldn't hold on any longer. Just when Danas was preparing to take him away with a wave of attack, the acting governor took out a crystal bottle filled with green liquid from his pocket, drank it in one gulp, and swallowed it all with a gulp.

This bottle should be the holy medicine of Shadra.

The effect of the holy medicine was immediate. The acting commander-in-chief, whose breathing was already disordered, had bloodshot eyes and his whole body's aura became violent again.

"Shadra, give me strength!" The acting commander-in-chief regrouped and launched a whirlwind attack with all his strength. Sand and stones flew everywhere, and the swords collided with each other, making a loud bang.

Seeing his opponent being enhanced by the potion, Danas had to cheer up and deal with it with all his strength.

There was another quick attack. Although the acting commander-in-chief completely gave up on defense and suffered heavy injuries, Danas was also injured in his life-threatening attack.

At this point in the fight, both men held their breath, and Danas gradually gained the upper hand. Although the acting commander-in-chief had taken drugs, he was obviously good at military formations and not good at close combat.

The two men were on full alert. Acting commander-in-chief Yu Guangzhong saw his own people falling one after another, and the rest were just trying to put up a desperate fight.

Danas also saw the situation on the field. The outcome was decided in an instant. He spoke in the troll language: "You lose, troll."

Lost! Danas’ words shocked the acting commander-in-chief.

He sighed in his heart, one wrong step led to another, all because of his limited talent. In the end, Kama, who was stronger but acted recklessly, took command of the troops.

The trolls have lost their ancient civilization and have become primitive. They only focus on personal bravery and have forgotten how to fight.

I am the commander-in-chief of the army and a soldier, so let me die in the battle!