Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The galloping knight's spear flew towards Fenris with the force of thunder. Fenris turned his head and saw the spear, but it was too late to dodge. Seeing that his chieftain had no time to dodge, the guards behind Fenris jumped up from the wolf and used their own flesh and blood to block the spear for him!

These personal guards of the Thunder King clan are so brave!

Unfortunately, it was of no use. Garin was now wealthy and powerful, with many capable people under his command. He didn't care about passive skills like critical hits and armor penetration. He just spent money to equip himself with them when the war started. He was not fighting alone.

After piercing through two of the Thunder King's personal guards, the knight's lance continued to move forward, entering Fenris's right shoulder and going through his body!

It seems that the guards were not wasting their time, at least they changed the aim of their spears.

Garin would never admit that his throw was not accurate. How could a man not aim accurately?

Watching Fenris being knocked off his wolf by the force of the spear, Garin commanded the ten thousand knights in his mind to split up in the middle and avoid the open space where Fenris was.

Galen changed his mind and spared Fenrice's life for the sake of Durotan and Go'el. However, he could escape the death penalty, but he could not escape the punishment of living. Galen wanted to capture him alive in exchange for military merits, and then Lightforge him.

The golden dragon and the glorious orcs are already on the agenda. The Lightforge in the Cathedral has been quite busy recently, and the staff of the Lightforge has been scheduled until next year.

Fenris struggled to stand up. The heavy bleeding made his vision a little black. Because of the spears, two of his personal guards were hanging behind him, making it inconvenient for him to move. He swung the battle axe in front of him, trying to cut off the knight's spear and escape.

Head iron!

Ouch!

The knight's spear did not break, but his own hand axe had a gap. The spear made with the fourth-level forging technology was at least of excellent blue quality. How could Fenris, who did not have a magic weapon, cut it off?

However, the spear sank due to the gravity caused by the axe, and Fenris was injured more seriously. His legs went weak and he knelt down.

Garin had already run far away and didn't see this scene, otherwise he would have considered whether to replace another Lightforged candidate. This Fenris might have some serious brain disease!

At the end of the Ten Thousand Knights, the ten knight commanders who received Garin's order separated and directly surrounded Fenris, then took him prisoner and took him to the edge of the battlefield.

Garin adjusted the position of the Knights again and headed straight for the center of the army, where the main force of Orgrim's elite troops was located.

Garin also roughly estimated that there were at least 300,000 troops fighting on the battlefield of the Burning Plains.

Garin knew that the Alliance had dispatched an army of nearly 200,000 this time. The five legions under his command, plus the Stromgarde militia, the Highland Knights, and the legion brought by Hass, totaled nearly 100,000. Gilneas only dispatched one legion to serve as a peripheral force, and the remaining 100,000 were the troops of Lordaeron and Stormwind.

Orgrim had gathered at least a hundred thousand troops, but Garin was not sure about the specific ratio of official warriors to hard workers.

However, Garen knew that this central army was Orgrim's elite. According to Garona's intelligence agency, the Blackrock Tribe still had the last 30,000 elite soldiers left. This was the guarantee that he could still serve as the great chief. Once all of them were defeated, Orgrim would be left alone.

On the way, Garin saw Danas fighting with an old orc who was holding a two-handed bone staff. The old orc was a one-eyed man, and the bone staff in his hand was covered with spikes.

It was Kilrogg Deadeye, and Danas was destined to have a fateful duel with him.

Garin had no intention of ganking, and ignored them as he led the knights past. The huge momentum of thousands of knights on the plain almost scared Kilrogg to death.

The middle battlefield was indeed the elite main force of Orgrim. Garin saw that Uther and his group of Silver Hand paladins were all tied up, and Mograine's Stratholme regiment had lost more than half of its men. It was estimated that the nobles of Stratholme would be heartbroken if they won this battle, because these were the strongest elite troops they could muster as the capital of East Wilde.

Lordaeron dispatched six legions, the Stratholme Legion and the Darrowshire Legion from the East Wilder, the Hearthglen Legion and the Andorhal Legion from the West Wilder, while the Menethil royal family only dispatched one Royal Guard Regiment and one Royal Knights Regiment, in addition to tens of thousands of logistics and transport troops.

This shows the composition of the country of Lordaeron. Unlike Stromgarde, which has been highly centralized due to the efforts of Thoras and Galen, although the nobles of Stromgarde also have many private soldiers, more troops are in the hands of the royal family.

Two-thirds of Lordaeron's army came from the nobility. No wonder Terenas was so generous. Stromgarde and Kul Tiras sent troops to help Stormwind Kingdom because their kings were warriors. Terenas was so active because he wanted to be the leader of the Alliance, the second human emperor Thoradin. And now it seems that he is also generous to others. My army has suffered losses, but his losses are actually greater. I still maintain control!

Galen didn't care about all the twists and turns. He still had some good feelings towards Mograine. He did him a favor this time. If the wheel of history allowed him to get the dark crystal, he could ask for it.

"Varokar! Take your knights to support Mograine!"

"Yes! Your Highness the Prince!"

Then a torrent of 3,000 people separated from the main force and headed straight for the Stratholme battle group.

After a while, Garin saw a group of Alliance soldiers struggling to hold on against the attack of the Death Knights. The Knights of the Silver Hand were held back by Orgrim's ogre guards and could not come to their support in time. Fortunately, Lothar assigned many paladins and priests to various legions, including many base priests to which Garin belonged. It was because of their existence that this group of ordinary Alliance soldiers did not collapse under the evil magic of the Death Knights!

"Gavinrad!"

"To!"

"Purify that evil!"

"As ordered!"

Then Gavinrad also led the crowd out. More than three hundred high-level paladins and one thousand high-level knights were separated from the torrent of knights again. This time, Garin decided to annihilate the Death Knights in one fell swoop. They were too troublesome!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The heavy cavalry army, which was divided again, still had more than 6,000 people left, which was still a powerful force.

Their knights' lances were hung with the corpses of orcs. After discarding the lances, they replaced them with greatswords and started swinging, engaging in real riding and slashing.

Orgrim was originally engrossed in fighting with Lothar, but the shock of the galloping horses caught his attention, and the six thousand heavy cavalry frightened him!

We must fight quickly and stop these knights!

Otherwise the tribe will be in danger!