Part-time BOSS

Five hundred thousand to attack more than two hundred thousand, it seems quite difficult at first glance.

After all, the defender has a natural advantage. In ordinary ancient siege warfare, it is impossible to capture a heavily defended city without three to five times the number of troops.

The soldiers of the alliance are ready to face a tough battle.

However, when the battle actually started, Murphy found that the siege was much easier than imagined.

The first to attack were siege weapons.

The dwarf siege heavy artillery arrived outside the city one after another, and the dense muzzles were aimed at the walls of Stormwind City. These artillery obviously have the player's DIY style inside, with 152 mm caliber breech loading, metal shells, and muzzle brakes to provide faster speed The bombardment efficiency is almost the same as that of World War II artillery.

Following the dwarf artillery general's order, the rumble of artillery sounded like a thunderous sound.

In an instant, the city wall was engulfed in a sea of ​​fire and explosions.

The huge power of dwarf artillery made the leaders of the alliance countries raise their eyebrows. Although the dwarves' muskets and artillery were also famous in the past, the muskets were flintlock guns and the artillery was muzzle-loaded cannons, and they fired spherical solid shells.

Who would have thought that the rapid development of technology would deeply shock the lords and nobles of various countries who were still thinking about cold weapon battles in the Middle Ages.

Are these dwarves so strong?

Fortunately, there is such a thing as magic in this world. The next ones to attack are the mage troops composed of the Dalaran Battle Mage Group and the Royal Mage Group of Lordaeron.

Under the cover of artillery fire, he approached the city wall two to three hundred meters away and began to release destructive magic on the city wall at close range.

The powerful magic attack allowed the lords and nobles to regain some inner balance.

Next, the air force attacks.

Dwarf Helicopter, Griffin Knight, Dragon Eagle Knight, Giant Eagle Hunter...

Of course, the most dazzling ones are the Storm Dragon Knights.

A dense air force flew over Stormwind City and began to drop bombs prepared by dwarf engineers from a high position.

Explosions were heard one after another, and Stormwind City suddenly fell into the flames of war, which felt a bit like a strategic bombing.

Murphy looked at the densely packed orcs below, holding their bows and arrows and shooting giant crossbows at the sky.

Naturally, I would not miss such a good opportunity to brush monsters and level up.

Hurricane armor! The storm surrounded the body of the giant dragon, standing in the sky, followed by a shot - Dragon Thunder Storm!

Boom boom boom boom!

Streams of crimson thunder fell from the sky, and the orcs on the city wall were blasted into pieces.

Murphy felt relieved as he watched the experience points surge.

Orgrim is really cooperative. He gathered an army of more than 200,000 orcs in one city just to gain experience for himself.

Whoosh whoosh! More than a dozen ballistae flew towards him, most of which were deflected by the hurricane armor. Only three or four of them shot at Murphy, taking out more than 5,000 HP in an instant.

However, Mo Fei's level has now reached level 62, and his blood volume has increased to nearly 100,000. This damage is nothing at all.

A few thunderous strikes destroyed the ballistae, and the unscrupulous slaughterers gathered hordes of orcs.

While killing, Murphy discovered a strange phenomenon.

The level of the orcs in this city is obviously low. Apart from a large number of orc infantry and orc shooters in their early thirties, there are almost no elite troops. Not to mention dragon knights, not even a few flying dragon cavalry are seen.

Murphy was surprised. Is there any trick? He had heard about Orgrim's large-scale division of troops, but he didn't know much about the details. He originally thought that Orgrim's plan might have some effect, but now he feels that something is not right about it.

He rushed back and forth over Stormwind City for a while as if he was in an uninhabited land. It wasn't until he got close to Stormwind Fortress that he encountered strong anti-air fire. He lost one-third of his health in one concentrated fire.

Murphy immediately chose to leave the battlefield out of caution.

He flew back to the outside of Stormwind City and landed in the cleared space. Priests immediately gathered around him to increase his health.

This is the Air Force barracks. Air Force knights who are injured and lose blood will come here to recover.

By the time Murphy took to the air again, the ground troops had already been engaged in the siege.

As usual, they were still high-tech troops. Steam siege tanks, breathing out hot air, rumbled close to the city wall, using large-caliber concave cannons to destroy the city wall at close range. Followed closely were the dwarf siege mechas and Dalaran's war golems. .

Behind them are densely packed knights of all kinds, including the Light Knights of the Silver Hand Knights, the Arcane Knights of the Violet Knights, the Storm Knights of the Storm Knights, and of course the dragon-blooded giant warriors and dragon-equipped heavy cavalry.

This is the most important battle for the Horde, to regain Stormwind City and hunt down Warchief Orgrim.

The forces of each kingdom have taken out their elite troops and black technologies that were kept at the bottom of the box.

Facing the gorgeous lineup of the Alliance siege troops, the Horde side looked much shabby. The city walls were densely packed with orc infantry, and they suffered heavy casualties under the bombardment of artillery fire.

The only heavy firepower was the catapult, which was destroyed by the concentrated fire of the Alliance Air Force before it fired a few rounds.

As the gap in the city wall opened, countless orc infantry exchanged their flesh and blood with the alliance's siege elites for a disparity in casualty ratios.

Muradin Bronzebeard (King of the Hill): "Boom! Boom! Haha, these orcs are so stupid that they even try to defend the city with the dwarves. Our heavy artillery will blast them to pieces." "

Lothar (Leader of the Knights of the Storm): "Soldiers of the Knights of the Storm, the time has come to regain their homeland, kill them!"

Murphy looked down from the air and could see countless orcs coming from all over the city to support the gaps in the city wall, and then being killed in droves.

The most valiant charge was the Storm Legion led by Lothar. For the sake of national restoration and revenge, they were at the forefront.

Followed closely by other knights, as well as a large number of adventurers, who flew behind to gain experience.

Although the orcs have a lot of troops, there are almost no heroes. The troops are led by warlords who can easily be seen as NPCs.

As these warlords died in battle one by one, the gaps in the city wall became wider and wider.

Originally, Murphy thought it might take a while to capture Stormwind City, but now it seems that the orcs may not be able to defend it for a few days.

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boom! The door to the King's Hall was knocked open, and an orc warlord rushed in covered in blood.

"Great Chief, this can't continue. The city wall will soon be undefendable."

Orgrim, who was sitting on the king's throne, snorted casually, "Nonsense, how can the fearless tribal warriors be afraid of mere humans and continue to defend."

"It's not that brothers don't work hard, but the alliance has giant robots."

I don't know which engineering master, but he used real-life mechanical drawings and the black technology of the dwarf clan to create a Gundam mecha that is more than ten meters high.

Not only is it equipped with machine guns, artillery, melee weapons and even a 'dwarf death ray launcher'.

"Giant robot, huh, so what, we orcs are invincible warriors, no enemy of any kind can be our opponent - keep fighting!"

The orc warlord stamped his feet angrily, turned around and went back to fight.

After Orgrim finished speaking, he sat back on the throne, wondering what he was thinking about.

The door to the King's Hall was opened again, and Saurfang burst in with an anxious look.

"Great Chief, this city can't be defended anymore. We have to leave. We can't stand it for even a month, let alone a year. The casualties are too great!"

Orgrim sighed, "You are right, it is indeed time to leave."

He stroked the Doomhammer in his hand, as if saying goodbye to an old friend. He stood up and walked directly to Saurfang, "Saurfang, I have an important task for you."

Leave here and go to Alterac. Although Durotan is dead, he left behind a son. I want you to find him, teach him, assist him, and put the Doomhammer into his hands in the near future. , he will lead the tribe and bring new hope to the tribe. "

Saurfang was shocked when he heard this, "Is Orgrim crazy? Giving the hope of the tribe to a child? We still have six armies. What we should do now is to fight out of the city and call all the clans to regroup. troops."

Orgrim shook his head, "No, Ner'zhul has his own ambitions, and he is no longer the orc prophet in the past.

Grogo Evil Eye... Huh, I never believed those warlocks, they only wanted to surrender to the devil.

Kilrogg Deadeye, he has long wanted to separate himself from the world. From the moment he arrived in this world, he has tried to gain his own territory. He has never been interested in conquering the world.

The Black Hand brothers will not come to support us. They only want to restore the lost glory of the Black Hand family.

As for the Dragonmaw clan - they have their work cut out for them.

Don't you understand, Saurfang, the Horde was divided the moment they left, and that was my plan. "

Saurfang looked at Orgrim in shock, "Warchief, what kind of evil have you possessed? Did that black dragon cast some witchcraft on you? Why do you do this? We can obviously continue to fight. We still have hundreds of thousands of troops, why!”

Orgrim sighed, "I am very awake Saurfang, more awake than ever before. The Black Dragon King showed me the truth of this world, a cruel truth. Our destiny is written in advance, Horde We are doomed not to win this war, we are doomed to endless battles, bloodshed, being exploited, and becoming victims.”

Orgrim said, and the picture he saw before flashed before his eyes again, which was everything that happened on another timeline.

The Horde was defeated, the orcs were sent to prison camps like slaves, and evil would come to this world...

Those terrifying visions made him understand that the only way to break this fateful cycle was to risk everything and make a desperate move.

In that fantasy, he also saw hope. The young orc named Thrall might one day be able to save the orcs from destruction again.

"But my plan may reverse all this. Go to Saurfang. This is my last order. One day you will understand all this."

As he spoke, Orgrim handed the Doomhammer into Saurfang's hands, along with a green crystal and a summoning beacon that fell into his hands.

The green crystal suddenly burst out with dazzling green light, and the green light flashed, and Saurfang disappeared in an instant.

"Great Chief!"

Saurfang reached out and tried to grab Orgrim, but when the light in front of him dissipated, Saurfang was shocked to find that he was standing in a wilderness, with a huge summoning circle at his feet, surrounded by Four or five orc warlocks are working together to cast summoning spells.

The leader, Saurfang, recognized it.

"Grogo Evil Eye!?" Saurfang was stunned when he saw the leader.

"It's you! What the hell is going on!" He lifted up Grogo Evil Eye's collar.

"Hey Saurfang, relax, these are the warchief's wishes."

Grogo Evileye broke free from Saurfang's grasp and explained.

"The war chief gave me 50,000 troops, and asked me to do something for him, to pull someone out of Stormwind City. I thought it was the war chief himself, but I didn't expect it to be you, but no matter In any case, my mission has been completed - hey, isn't that the Hammer of Destruction in your hand?"

Saurfang yelled, "Send me back immediately!"

Grogo Evil Eye sneered, "You obviously confused me with those mages. We warlocks can only pull people over, but we don't have the skills to send them over. Besides, since the warchief sent you out, he must have some skills." The task is entrusted to you. I think you should think carefully about how to complete the task.

Besides, look over there! "

Grogo Evil Eye said, pointing to Stormwind City in the distance. Their location was on a high mountain southwest of Stormwind City.

From their position, they could clearly see the thick smoke rising from Stormwind City in the distance, as well as the faint sound of rumbling explosions, which was the sound of dwarf heavy artillery blasting open the city wall.

"Stormwind City has been captured. You will only die if you go back."

Saurfang gritted his teeth and looked at Stormwind City. He couldn't understand what was going on! Why did the chief do this? It was as if he had deliberately trapped himself into death from beginning to end.

Grogo Evil Eye continued, "I'm leaving to Draenor. Will you come with me?"

Saurfang shook his head, "No, you are right, the warchief does have a task for me, and I am going to complete my task." Saurfang said, turned and walked towards the north.

Grogo Evil Eye shrugged, took one last look at Stormwind City, and said to himself: "War Chief, War Chief, I have completed the task you gave me, and I have repaid your kindness. I will make good use of these 50,000 troops, don’t worry, when I bring the Burning Legion to this world, the Alliance will be destroyed, and then I will avenge you."

"let's go!"

After summoning the nightmare horses, several orc warlocks also summoned the nightmare horses. A group of nightmare knights stepped on the flames and disappeared into the woods.

And the war in Stormwind City continues.