There was a gleam in the eyes of everyone in the command center.
They didn't know how many troops the Horde had left. The 100,000 here plus those intercepted by Daelin's fleet at sea, the annihilation of more than 100,000 orcs would definitely be a heavy blow to the Horde.
It now appears that the human loss will not exceed 20,000 people.
From any perspective, this would be a once-in-a-century victory.
Duke had just turned his gaze away from the Windrunner sisters who were fighting a tie with Lord Roar on the sea, but was shocked to find that the peak duel between the strongest mage in Azeroth and the strongest warlock in Draenor had already co to an end.
No winner!
Antonidas and Gul'dan each covered their wounds.
The left shoulder of Antonidas's robe was burned, and a black rune with an evil aura was wriggling on Antonidas's old body. Antonidas was using arcane energy to dispel the rune, but it was obviously not working.
Over there, Gul'dan was also hit. A huge ice prism pierced his entire left shoulder. From the wound, icy lines spread towards Gul'dan's heart like a spider web. Gul'dan injected the flas of destruction in his hand into his shoulder to resist the invasion of cold air.
"Humph! I'll spare your life today."
"I'll leave your dirty head behind next ti."
The two of them turned around and left without hesitation.
Antonidas reluctantly used teleportation to return to the headquarters, and Gul'dan waved his hand and turned into a ball of black mist, then disappeared on the sea.
"Master, what's wrong with you? Uther, co and help!"
The place where Antonidas was covered began to radiate thick darkness. The sticky black breath had a strong ominous aning, and it tried hard to drill deep into the old wizard's body and erode the old wizard's magic circuits.
Fortunately, Uther's holy light beca even brighter. Although beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, it took Uther about five minutes to completely dispel the darkness.
"Thank you. It seems that Paladin is indeed a great profession." Antonidas praised sincerely, then he turned to look at Duke: "What a terrible orc warlock, I am no match for him. If we continue to fight, I will definitely be the one to die. I can only give him a moderate injury at most. I don't know why he pretended to be seriously injured. I can only say that it will take at most a week for him to recover from his injury, but by then I may not be able to fight for the Alliance."
"Don't worry! He won't co again." Duke said with great certainty.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!" Duke turned to look at Krasus in the crowd of Dalaran and said, "Please send the Speaker back to Dalaran imdiately, and then ask Archbishop Faol to go to Dalaran and give the Speaker a thorough checkup."
Originally, it would be best to send Antonidas to the capital of Lordaeron. For political reasons, Antonidas would definitely prefer to stay in his old lair to recover from his injuries.
Krasus quickly opened the portal, connected to Dalaran, and sent Antonidas away. Not long after, Krasus opened the portal himself and rushed back.
The orcs were not stupid. After their several charges were repelled, they realized that with so many people crowded on the coast, they would sooner or later be annihilated. They gave up the blind attack and seed to be waiting for sothing.
Duke's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole.
Here we co!
It's finally here!
Duke stood up and slamd his hand on the table.
"Order all cavalry regints to prepare and launch a counterattack against the enemy along the designated route. All reserve troops must move into combat positions, with the lance and javelin teams as the main force."
Finally, they were here. In the headquarters, the brave generals had been waiting impatiently. If it weren't for Duke's magnificent command, suppressing the Hordes ti and ti again, so kings might have protested long ago.
Now Duke gave an order and most of the people in the command center left.
As he walked down the hill, Uther was a little confused.
"Your Excellency, Marshal Lothar, are we going to counterattack from the ruins of Southshore to the seashore? I have always been confused by this order. Does the Horde have cavalry? I don't think the Horde has anything that can stop your cavalry regint and my Silver Hand."
General Haas, the commander of Alterac, was also puzzled. "It's even more strange for . They actually asked my Mountain Eagle Knights to attack the enemy along the eastern hill with a gentle slope. The Mountain Eagles are indeed a mountain knights and are accustod to fighting in complex terrain. But I saw that Admiral Llane's infantry also did a good job. I can't think of any reason to send reinforcents."
Lothar smiled, a very sunny smile: "Can you write ten or twenty reports at the sa ti?"
"No." Uther answered truthfully.
"How is that possible?!" Haas asked back.
"But I know that powerful wizards all have the tamagic specialty of Multicasting. That is, the ability to do two things at the sa ti, or even many things. Duke is such a genius. He can read many tis more reports than us very quickly. He also often finds many details that we don't notice. For those threats that he is not sure about, he will make preparations, but because he cannot convince others, he will get used to silence."
Lothar paused and continued, "However, it has been proven ti and again that the preparations he made and the back-up plans he arranged were all correct and effective. Even if I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that he is better than in terms of overall vision and command art. If he was a lee professional, perhaps he would be the head coach."
What Lothar said was another fact of this era. People who value chivalry above all else tend to prefer lee heroes over mysterious magicians. More people subconsciously believe that only those who face the enemy head-on are real n.
Ten minutes later, the signal to attack ca.
Many new creatures appeared on the coast, much taller and larger than the orcs.
Except for a few orcs who are over three ters tall, the average orc is about two and a half ters tall. But these creatures can easily reach a height of about four ters.
Ogre!
These huge creatures joined the battle, wielding huge clubs that looked like uprooted trees, and roared up the hill.
Bows and javelins were of no use.
Even if dozens of spears were stabbed into the ogre's body, they would not be able to end the life of this ferocious monster unless they hit its vital points.
And every ti the giant wooden stick was swung, a bunker was smashed to pieces and a whole row of shield soldiers were knocked away.
The shield wall formation that humans relied on to fight against orcs beca their biggest fatal weakness, causing every attack of the ogres to cause massive casualties.
Aside from the ballistae and cannons on the top of the mountain, nothing could stop this giant creature.
The soldiers were defeated by this powerful blow. The orc soldiers attacked from the gaps and then quickly spread, sweeping away the Alliance soldiers in the trenches.
A group of figures wearing heavy cloaks and riding heavily armored war horses appeared on the already sowhat dilapidated dock, with dazzling red light blooming in the eyes of each horse.
The Mountain Eagle Knights led by Haas launched an attack on the Horde along the river beach under the eastern hills.
Without the two powerful n, Antonidas and Gul'dan, to get in the way, in order to attack the eastern hill in a more comprehensive manner, many tribes first ca to the river beach, and then took a detour to attack the hill from the flank.
When the Eagle Knights arrived, the defense line on the mountain was already very tight. On the front line, Tirion and General Tom could often be seen leading the reserve team to act as firefighters and fill in the gaps in the position. Sotis even Llane had to lead the army into battle himself.
The only good thing is that Stormwind Kingdom still has sufficient reserve troops. However, the casualty ratio is shocking.
It was under such circumstances that the Mountain Eagle Knights bypassed the flank of the Horde attacking the mountain.
"Put down your lances!" Haas shouted.
The knights lowered their nearly four-ter-long spears and drove their mountain horses to charge from the side.
The Mountain Eagle Knights of Alterac were not heavy cavalry in the traditional sense. Considering the mountainous terrain, the armor of this knight group was between that of light cavalry and heavy cavalry. They did not wear heavy armor, but only wore lighter chain mail and a layer of leather armor. The war horses were only equipped with a piece of leather armor on the front.
In the complex terrain where the river beach connected to the hills, the Mountain Eagle Knights perford quite well.
With the heavy stomping of hooves, the knights quickly dispersed, looking for their own targets. When they were more than two ters away from the target, they had already stabbed it with a spear, hitting the opponent's vital point, and the montum of the warhorse penetrated the lance deeply. At the sa ti, the precisely designed and manufactured spear shaft could not withstand the strong reaction force and began to burst to the side.
The unlucky guy who was stabbed fell to the ground, and the knights threw away the remaining half of the gun, drew out the double-edged broadsword unique to Alterac, and chopped at the neck of the tribal warrior.
The rapid charge cut off the Horde's fierce attack.
But Haas did not stop. He took his n around the beach and quickly evacuated from the river beach.
The cavalry, which had lost speed, was no match for the tall orcs. Moreover, in the fierce battle, the Mountain Eagle Knights suffered heavy losses.
Conventional combat power is to be dealt with by conventional forces.
The extraordinary monsters are naturally fought by the abnormally strong Paladin.
While charging, Uther soon saw the opponent that Duke had almost tailor-made for them.
They all had their faces covered with turbans so only their eyes were visible, and each carried a massive two-handed sword.
The cavalry from Lordaeron thought they were fools and prepared to teach them a lesson with their lances.
In the cavalry manual, it was common sense to charge at each other with lances. Using heavy swords against lances was a last resort. They were feeling lucky and were ready to use their advantage of having lances to collect a round of heads first.
Uther heard countless unfamiliar buzzing sounds.
The cavalryn who were still charging thirty ters away fell directly in front of these guys. Not only did their horses stumble, but even those Lordaeron cavalryn who did not die on the spot did not draw their swords to attack the mont they got up. Instead, they felt as if they were about to bleed from all seven orifices, and they tightly grasped their heads with both hands.
"Ahhhhhh——" The cavalryn rolled on the ground in pain, making inhuman howls.
"In the na of Holy Light!" Uther witnessed it all with his own eyes. At that mont, he completely understood why Duke specifically ordered the Knights of the Silver Hand to fight against these guys in cloaks: "These are demons! They use evil magic to attack us!"
After saying that, Uther raised his warhamr high up, cast several holy seals on it, and the top of the hamr emitted a silver light like the moon.
"Stand up, soldiers!" Uther shouted in his loud voice: "The holy light will drive away the darkness, but you must use your weapons to defend your honor!"
Dazzling light spread from the hamr, echoing the brilliant light of the morning sun, instantly driving away the darkness from the land. The holy light illuminated the warriors, and when the group of cloaked guys raised their hands again, no one fell.
Although the people who climbed up and the cavalry behind them were still a little afraid, when they found that no one fell, they mustered up their courage again, let out a deafening shout, and charged towards the cloaked knights.
However, at the mont of the fight, not only the cavalryn, but even Uther was stunned.
Because these guys were wearing the standard armor of the Stormwind Kingdom Cavalry. The only difference was that they used the spiked shoulder armor commonly used by tribal warriors.
"No! Why!?"
So Lordaeron cavalryn scread. During the days when they were gathering in Southshore, they were repeatedly asked by their superiors to identify the equipnt of each allied country. They suddenly found that their "allies" were standing on the opposite side of the enemy, which they could not accept. In the mont of being stunned, many of them were hit and fell down.
Uther saw the other's face clearly again.
Pale, deathly grey, without any blood color, a pair of eyes revealing an evil blue light with clear hostility, and most importantly, Uther did not sense any breath of life in them.
"Blasphemy! Filthy Horde warlocks are raising the dead into living corpses!? Silver Hand, defeat them!"
Uther swung his huge two-handed hamr and easily knocked a death knight off his undead warhorse. Abundant golden holy light poured into the death knight's body, and the guy was blown to pieces by the holy light before he even reached the ground.
The Alliance soldiers cheered once again, inspired by the paladins' amazing skill and strength.
Turalyon in the rear felt very conflicted. As a paladin, he should be with them, but as Lothar's adjutant, he should stay in the center of Southshore and accompany Lothar to command on the spot.
A battle began between the Paladins and the Death Knights, with neither side gaining the upper hand.
At first, Uther smashed four or five death knights to death, but he soon t his opponent. A tall guy who claid to be Talon Blood Demon actually withstood Uther's attack.
Turalyon saw a death knight grab Dathrohan's arm with one hand during a contest of strength. The hand, like a rotting corpse, radiated darkness.
However, Dathrohan used his divine light to dispel the darkness. Imdiately, Dathrohan took advantage of the mont when the guy withdrew his hand and hit him on the head with a hamr. The skull shattered like broken porcelain. Turalyon noticed that there was not a drop of blood flowing out of the skull, only dry brain matter.
The Death Knights won victory after victory against ordinary Alliance cavalry.
Turalyon suddenly noticed the signal coming from the hill.
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