Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

In terms of strength, Jin Li is at the initial stage of Legend. His experience gained greatly after defeating Molten Core, but it cannot change the problem of his lack of combat experience.

As soon as he finished his training, Garen sent him to the Thorium Brotherhood for a joint mission. They faced the Dark Iron Dwarves, and the strongest of the Dark Iron Dwarves, Dagran Thaurissan, was killed by Garen in advance. The legendary experience was all diverted to Aragorn and Gandalf after their experience bars were capped.

Therefore, Gimli has never experienced a fierce battle, unlike Aragorn and Gandalf who have always been with Galen. They have fought everything from the trolls of the Witherwood tribe to the centaurs and boars in the west continent, and can be considered to have been through many battles.

And another point is that his heroic spirit is the former Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan. Although a heroic spirit with the blood of an emperor is of high quality, he himself has lived a life of luxury and has not experienced many battles. He has only provided Jinli with outstanding talents, but not much fighting instinct.

She could still fight against a hero of the same rank, but two of them would make her pale in comparison, not to mention Hellscream and Triple Blood Blade, the two orcs' combat power ceilings!

When Garin received Jinli's flashing red exclamation mark, he had already led an army of 10,000 heavy-armored knights to fiercely penetrate the orcs' right wing, directly splitting the orcs into two!

The battle situation here does not allow me to teleport over directly. In this chaotic battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people, if I teleport over alone to provide support, I'm afraid I'll be besieged and killed.

"Gimli, use the Avatar and the Invincibility Potion to hold on, and then tell Brian to get out of the tank and come out to help you share some of the pressure!"

Garen sent out a mental wave. As the saying goes, jade cannot be made into a useful object without being polished. Ginli just lacks pressure. Let him try the pressure of being beaten. Gandalf died once and was promoted from a grey robe to a white robe. If you, the King of the Hill, die once, the most you will do is to be imprisoned in the Altar of Kings for two days like him. You can come out after reading the message. What a big deal!

Jinli, you are already a mature king, and you are going to be a father soon. You have to understand that without going through the storm, how can you see the rainbow?

The sword of the Brotherhood swung open and closed, and the two-meter-long sword was like an arm in Garin's hand, harvesting the heads of the orcs one by one.

The existence of Garin and his men is like the furrow plow on the battlefield, cruelly cutting everything along the way in two. As they go deeper, the infantry phalanxes in the rear also come into contact with the orcs. The green orcs continue to attack the red shield walls of the various legions of Stromgarde like a tide. The musketeers and high elf rangers in the rear are attacking with all their strength, and the spearman troops established by the laborers organized by Orgrim are also constantly counterattacking.

The battle between humans and orc warriors directly entered a white-hot stage. The two warring parties were like meat grinders, ruthlessly devouring more blood and more lives. Corpses were spread layer by layer on the burning plain. This barren land covered with volcanic ash was directly soaked with blood.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The 10,000-man Heavy Armored Knights quietly changed the direction of their attack. Garin prepared to kill two birds with one stone, directly cutting the orc army in half, and then rushing from the east to the west to support Jinli!

Garin had no idea how many knight's lances he had thrown away. Every time a lance was full of orc corpses, he would just throw it away and then take out a new lance from his backpack and continue stabbing!

At this time, Garin saw an orc riding a white wolf galloping on the battlefield. Many Lordaeron soldiers in front of him were slaughtered by him without any chance to fight back. Garin recognized at a glance that this was his old opponent whom he had fought in the wetlands, the chieftain of the Thunder King clan: Fenris.

He also has a little-known identity, the eldest brother of Durotan, the chieftain of the Frostwolf clan!

I will send you to reunite with Durotan today!

Don't get me wrong, there is no specific intention behind this, it is just meant literally!

Garin was riding on his galloping warhorse, his eyes fixed straight ahead. He held the lance in his hand horizontally, and the sharp tip of the lance changed direction and aimed at Chieftain Thunder King and his white wolf who were surrounded by a group of orcs!

The high speed of the war horses made the earth shake. The warriors of the Thunder King Clan were terrified. There were too many human heavy-armored knights!

The entire orc tribe cannot gather so many wolf riders!

Fenris immediately turned the reins in his hand, and the wolf under his crotch jumped out nimbly. The guards of the Thunder King clan also hurriedly followed their boss and ran away.

Are you kidding me? With so few people, how can we stop the human knights who are on the march? It’s better to let the surrounding laborers and people from other clans consume their physical strength first, and then lead people to kill them when their fighting power declines!

Fenris has a good plan. I want the military merit, but I don't want to lose too many warriors of the clan. Picking up heads is the best thing to do.

It's a pity that the Thunder King Clan wants to avoid the spotlight for the time being. Garin doesn't want his prey to run away. Moreover, as one of the seven major clans, the Thunder King Clan is also a well-known clan, and they have some impressive military achievements!

The golden holy light poured into the warhorse under his crotch, and instantly the warhorse was shining with golden light. Garin and the more than a hundred paladins and dozens of knights behind him also followed their prince to activate the acceleration skill!

After the Thunder King Clan left, their original positions were filled by orcs from other clans, and these orcs were blown away by Garin and his men before they could react. Their chests were hit head-on, and they were smashed to the ground after their sternums were broken. The iron hooves of the running orcs stepped mercilessly on their corpses, crushing their flesh and blood and burying their bones underground.

Soon, Garin bit the Thunder King's tail!

"Judgement!"

The golden warhammers were thrown out from the hands of the paladins. The wolf riders of the Thunder King clan in the last row slowed down after being attacked by the holy light, and then the distance was shortened. Another group of hammers of punishment came!

The stunned wolf rider was caught up, and then instantly overwhelmed by Garin and his men, and soon disappeared under the horses' hooves!

"Protect the Chief!"

The loyal orcs of the Thunder King Clan turned around and charged towards Garin and his men, trying to stop their offensive momentum, but it was useless. Their resistance was like a stone thrown into the sea, not even a splash of water.

"Fenris! Die!"

Garin poured all his strength into his right arm, which was the Kirin arm that had survived 18 years of singleness. Then he threw the knight's lance in his hand as if it were a javelin!

In fact, there is still some power of holy light remaining on the spear, dyeing the silver-white spear into golden yellow!

"Look at my Star-piercing Spear!"