Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

On the battlefield, Garin on the east road was in an advantageous position, chasing after the Thunder King Clan. The west road was at a disadvantage, with Rogum and Triple Blood Blade beating Gimli and Brian. The dwarves were struggling to hold on, and Muradin joined the battle when he saw the situation was not good.

The most stalemate battle took place in the middle lane, where the two commanders of the Alliance and the Horde were fighting each other in the center of the Burning Plains.

The Knights were forcibly intercepted by the tall and strong ogres who were as big as meat mountains. The Knights, who had lost their speed advantage, started to engage in hand-to-hand combat. Seeing this, Mograine hurriedly led the Stratholme Warband to provide support!

The spears of the Lordaeron phalanx gleamed coldly, but this could not scare the orcs whose morale was inspired by Orgrim, especially since it was the central army led by Orgrim himself!

"Lok-tar, ogar!"

Tens of thousands of orcs launched a charge, trying to overwhelm the human army in front. The Stratholme Regiment immediately organized a shield wall. The Lordaeron soldiers standing in the front row were all veterans of hundreds of battles. They had fought with the orcs many times and were once almost defeated by the orcs. But now they had stern expressions on their faces and calmly held their spears and shields.

"Archers, shoot! Shoot! Ballistae and artillery, prepare to fire!"

Arrows flew into the sky, then fell in a parabola, landing in the orcs' formation like raindrops.

The Hearthglen and Darrowshire Warbands provided long-range support to Mograine from behind, and although the effect was significant, they were unable to suppress the pace of the orcs' charge.

The orcs approaching the human phalanx took out the short axes on their waists, and then they started throwing!

It seems that after Orgrim knew that his men lacked spellcasters and other means of attack, he began to develop some means of medium and long-range attacks, including long-range spears and medium-range throwing axes.

Bang! Bang! The whistling axes smashed against the shields of the Stratholme regiment with great force. Some shields were shattered by the dense and powerful flying axes of the orcs, and then the soldiers who lost their shields were hacked to death by the axes.

If Garen saw this scene, he would definitely mock Terenas and the nobles of Lordaeron as giant shark arms.

hum!

Lordaeron was too obsessed with face and suffered in vain. It relied on its large population and vast territory to regard itself as a great human power. It failed to see the large number of sophisticated weapons and equipment circulated from Stromgarde and only trusted the equipment it forged. Now it is reaping the consequences of its own actions!

The originally neat shield wall began to show cracks, and before the soldiers behind could fill the gaps in the shield wall, Broxigar Saurfang had already led the Blackrock elite to slam into the Stratholme battle group.

The strong orcs are usually only equipped with a single shoulder pad, which is usually covered with spikes. This is designed to facilitate the orcs to use brute force to charge with all their strength.

Broxigar, the old orc, took the lead, using his huge right shoulder armor as a shield and knocking the Lordaeron soldiers away. Then a large number of orcs followed him and tore open the defensive formation of the Stratholme regiment.

Mograine was furious. These were the elite troops gathered from all the nobles in Stratholme. If too many were lost, he would not be able to withstand the blame from the nobles!

"Abidis, the command is up to you!"

"Guards! Follow me!"

Seeing the orc warlord Broxigar killing people in the battle group, Mograine decided to take action himself!

On the other side, Orgrim was also killing crazily. The ordinary human soldiers were no match for him. No one could withstand a blow from the Hammer of Destruction!

The good advantage even gave Orgrim an illusion!

I can win!

Just find their Grand Marshal Lothar and kill him!

However, Orgrim was not fooled by this illusion. He saw the transformation of the Alliance from the soldiers at the bottom of the Alliance!

Their formation was broken up by the orc warriors from the very beginning, and then one third of their comrades began to collapse after being killed or wounded, running around the battlefield crying and screaming, while the orc warriors only had to chase them down like chickens and kill them one by one.

Now, the Alliance's three-man formation tactics against the orcs are becoming more and more mature. Even if some of the three are killed, they can quickly find other friendly formations on the battlefield and quickly join them, and their cooperation is very tacit!

The orcs’ previous defeat was not unfair, but our tribe is not without any chance!

Orgrim has locked onto Lothar!

With just one glance, he recognized that it was the Alliance Marshal he was looking for. He was wearing a blue robe with gold edges, a mighty lion head printed on his chest, and the greatsword in his hand kept killing his soldiers!

The military commander of Stormwind City once defeated them in Elwynn Forest and forced them to flee to the north. Now, under his command, they are fighting back with reinforcements from the north!

The knights of the Iron Horse Brotherhood surrounded Lothar and charged into the orc formation, trying to rescue the intercepted Royal Knights of Lordaeron. Relying on the elite knights of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, they killed their way from the periphery to the center.

At this time, Lothar also noticed Orgrim who was staring at him.

The Doomhammer and the black plate armor on his body are very easy to recognize.

Orgrim raised Doomhammer, the hammer head facing Lothar, and Lothar pointed the tip of the Grand Marshal's sword at Orgrim!

The next moment, the two of them moved!

Lothar's Arathi Highlands Warhorse and Orgrim's Blackrock Warg charged towards each other at the same time.

"Get out of here!"

Orgrim swung the Doomhammer and the Lordaeron soldier, who was three meters around him, was knocked flying. He spit out blood in the air, and the blood was mixed with a lot of internal organs. It was obvious that he was dead.

Lothar's sword of the Grand Marshal was also swung left and right, directly clearing out the orcs that were blocking his way.

Lothar, the Grand Marshal of the Alliance, is the descendant of Emperor Thoradin. He is currently the number one human warrior and a legendary figure. He is equipped with the Sword of the Grand Marshal, an epic weapon!

Orgrim, Warchief of the Horde, was once Blackhand's lieutenant. Although he cannot be said to be the strongest orc, he is also among the best. He is equipped with his ancestral weapon Doomhammer, which is also the origin of his surname!

choke!

The two men passed each other in the center of the battlefield, and the blade of the Grand Marshal's Sword and the Hammer of Destruction separated after a fierce collision.

First round, draw!

"Come again!"

Orgrim pulled the wolf under his crotch and changed direction, and Lothar also turned his horse.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and it seemed that the collision of their eyes produced sparks!

Some short-sighted orcs and human soldiers tried to rush towards the enemy's commander and show off in front of their marshal and chief. Unfortunately, they overestimated their own abilities. The pressure generated by the two peak legendary masters directly forced them to their knees halfway, and then they were killed by others.

The Alliance lieutenant Turalyon engaged in a fight with the orc veteran Ichnig. The Iron Horse Brotherhood and the remaining Blackrock Guards also arrived. They each fought in their own groups, leaving the center of the battlefield to the two strong men, while also isolating them from the disturbance of the cats and dogs.