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Chapter 22 - The Hard Fight

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On a hillside 500 meters north of the Alliance military camp, Nathanos was observing the situation from a high position. There was a sleeping girl leaning against the tree behind him. Kasha Nathanos took her with him when he left the military camp.

When Kai'Sa came out, Kai'Sa was unwilling at first, and Nathanos didn't waste any time, just knocked him unconscious and took him away.

Below, Lothar and others rushed out of the tent unprepared. They only took weapons and no armor. Around them, Nathanos finally knew what an orc was. With green skin and a strong physique, just one orc could

Can face three humans at the same time. But one orc caught the attention of Nathanos. He and his warg ran rampant among the crowd. It was obvious that he was the commander, but Nathanos knew that he was not Orgrim.

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"Many people will die today." The black-haired young man murmured to himself. "The tribe is more terrifying than I thought. No, the scary thing is that their chief used the fog on the sea to escape Kul Tiras.

The blockade line. After the fog dissipated and the weather cleared, the attack time was neither too early nor too late, which happened to be when the alliance was having breakfast. The rising smoke directly exposed the location of the alliance's base camp.

, although the alliance has a numerical advantage, most of them are new recruits, and they are still hungry. Orgrim calculated every moment when the alliance will be weakened. Moreover, the real killing move is behind..." Nathano

Si said to himself that the chaotic scene in the distance heralded the inevitable defeat of the Alliance. Nathanos saw Alleria in the crowd, trembling with two orcs.

'The melee combat ability of a ranger is not as good as that of a warrior.' What Goodell told him at the beginning came true. But fortunately, Alleria is a ranger general. She has no difficulty in dealing with these orcs, but her rangers are miserable. Already.

Many rangers were too late to face the Wolf Cavalry.

Charged and became a dead soul under the sword. The butterfly flapping its wings caused a series of chain reactions. Throughout the battlefield, Nathanos discovered another group of people who were helpless to fight back. They were different from the peons in that they were dressed very

Gorgeous and clearly different from the others.

"Mages of the Kirin Tor!" Nathanos said in surprise, and at the same time, he remembered that he had seen mages in the military camp converting their magic into magic water bit by bit, and then stored it in combat supplies. The consequences were also shocking.

They are now in a state of magic depletion. They are completely unable to function.

on the battlefield

Turalyon swung his weapon, and his war hammer hit an orc on the head. The creature just grunted and was knocked down. Then Turalyon used his shield to knock away an orc that rushed towards him from the other side.

This gave him enough time to swing his war hammer to attack another orc approaching him.

In the name of the Holy Light, they are so ugly! Lothar and Khadgar once described these monsters, but this is far from seeing them in person, with bright green skin and red eyes. And those beasts

Teeth! He had seen it on a wild boar before, but he had never seen a thing that walked on two legs and had weapons like this! They

Also very strong, when an Orc's warhammer hit him, nearly knocking his weapon away. Fortunately, they seemed to rely more on strength and offense than skill - he was able to draw his weapon back from

Then he turned around and hit the orc hard on the cheek with the handle, stunning him long enough for Turalyon to deliver the final fatal blow.

Lothar used a fierce sword dance to finish off the orcs around him. Turalyon came to the commander's side. They fought back to back, hammer and heavy sword keeping the attack. Uther was behind them, attacking with his powerful war hammer.

The orcs on the left and right, a visible golden light surrounded him and his weapons, causing the orcs to avoid it.

Opening their eyes to protect their eyes. After seeing the bravery of the Paladin, some Alliance soldiers were inspired to fight back. Turalyon was not surprised at Uther's performance. He had trained with Uther and knew this

The faith of this elderly paladin is incredibly strong, so firm that one can easily feel his determination.

"Uther!" Lothar shouted, and the Paladin turned his head. "Go find Nathanos!"

"He's gone." Uther raised his war hammer and killed another orc.

Lothar nodded after knocking down an orc: "I should say sorry to him."

"He won't accept it." The Paladin replied decisively. Lothar was behind him, and Turalyon was also behind, trying hard to contain the orcs with his warhammer and shield to prevent him from being hit by weapons.

"I will find him." A noodle figure appeared beside them. Alleria's short sword and cloak were damaged. An orc stared at her, and he held a huge ax tightly.

, and threw it towards Alleria who was fighting.

"Be careful!" Turalyon was horrified. The female elf opened her eyes wide after hearing the noise. She had just killed the orc in front of her with one sword and had no room to react to this sneak attack.

"No!" Turalyon rushed towards her, but it was too late. The ax was only five yards away from Alleria. The female elf thought she was dead, but in front of her, an arrow suddenly shot out from the right side.

Hit by a flying weapon, Alleria was saved with a harsh sound of metal collision.

"Who is it?" Alleria looked to the right. The orc who attacked her also turned his head, but was immediately shot through the throat by another sharp arrow. Turalyon looked around at the risk. He was very grateful to the rescuer.

The one who killed Alleria.

"Line up!" Lothar shouted. "Raise your spears, put up your shields, and fight back!" The soldiers quickly obeyed the command from the panic, but they were scattered and did not form a unified formation. This would not be enough to resist the tribe.

A fierce attack. Now, they moved together and formed a strong shield wall with spears exposed. Hell Roar slammed into it, and the long

The spear pierced his skin. The wall was directly broken. Uther found him, rushed in front of him, raised his war hammer and smashed it down hard. Grom clenched Gorehowl and swung upwards, two

The weapons collided violently, and then Uther's war hammer shattered into pieces. The most serious thing was that he felt that his arms had lost feeling. He completely underestimated the power of this orc.

Grom spun around and waved Gorehowl again, preparing to chop off Uther's head, but his instinct as a warrior suddenly realized the danger. He gave up the chance to kill Uther and turned around to put Gorehowl on his chest.

, happened to block an arrow. Lothar and Turalyon rushed over and fought off Grom.

"How are you?" Uther's best friend Tirion came to his side and used holy light to ease Uther's pain.

"It's Nathanos, that's his arrow." The Paladin gasped rapidly, he really almost died.

"You can hold your hands for now, old friend," Tirion said, then shouted: "Gavin Rad!"

In the crowd, a paladin who looked younger than Uther ran over. They had received the baptism of the Holy Light together.

"Take Uther to a safe place, right now."

"No problem." Gavin Rad helped Uther up and left the battlefield under the cover of the soldiers.

Lothar raised his giant sword and killed a wolf rider, "Khadgar, are you okay?"

Khadgar, who was preparing magic in the crowd, has been reciting spells silently. Among the mages present, he is the only one who still has the ability to fight. He is planning to release a powerful ice spell that will freeze the surrounding orcs in place.

"You shouted at the right time." The mage slapped the condensed blue magic ball in his hand to the ground. In an instant, all the orcs within two hundred meters were frozen into ice sculptures. This is the power of the mage. Everyone present, whether they are from the Alliance or the Horde, was stunned.

Was shocked.

"Well done!" Lothar shouted.

"We can't hold them off for long," Turalyon shouted to Khadgar.

The mage slumped on the ground and responded: "But we can't retreat. They can't get close to this hill. If they pass through here, they can easily go north and attack the royal capital directly!"

The situation on the battlefield was in a stalemate. The Horde had fallen many warriors, but the Alliance had fallen even more, and the ground was stained with blood. Nathanos noticed that the men seemed to be getting braver and braver as they fought, and they were like a group of irrational beasts.

Biting, even cannibalism.

Not long after, the situation changed. A horn sounded not far from the battlefield, indicating that reinforcements from the Alliance had arrived.

"It's time to leave." Nathanos said after hearing the horn sound. He glanced at Kaisha. The girl was about to wake up. He couldn't stay too long.

"This sound is the horn of Lordaeron." Turalyon said in surprise: "It's reinforcements!"

"Reinforcements?" Lothar also expressed surprise. It was indeed reinforcements. He saw a large number of Alliance cavalry rushing out from behind the hillside in the north, led by a warrior wearing black plate armor.

"Come forward and kill those ugly intruders." Garithus shouted as he caught up. He heard the movement half an hour ago, and he immediately ordered the troops to speed up their march.

"It's really reinforcements!" Lothar was ecstatic, "With the Holy Light above, these monsters will definitely fail!"

"Damn it!" Grom saw the silver-white Alliance cavalry and prepared to fight to the end, but suddenly the horn of the tribe sounded from behind, and Orgrim gave the order to retreat. Hellscream was unwilling, but he would not disobey.

The Warchief's instructions.

"Retreat." He shouted, mounted his warg, and led the assault force in an emergency retreat.

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Chapter completed!
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