"We are imperative!"

But Wojin scoffed at Thrall's melancholy, and the blade-reverse knife jumped lightly in his palm, with a gloomy light flashing in his eyes: "Sar, even Gianna has made a choice, don't hold ridiculous fantasies! Peace? It has long disappeared from the rise of the blood elves. If even the Forgotten..."

Salmo said nothing, but in fact he had already weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

Woking continued: "The blood elves have a long lifespan. The hatred caused by the orc invasion of Quelthalas decades ago cannot be eliminated. Rothama joined the tribe just to continue the race. Now, the blood elves no longer need us!"

"What they lack is just an excuse and opportunity to leave. Or completely replace the orc status and become the real tribe leader."

Looking at Thrall who was frowning, Wokin continued to work hard: "So what we have to do is to suppress the blood elves as much as possible before they truly leave them, and enhance our strength! Zu Aman Trolls are the best opportunity."

"The Way of Voodoo and Shamanism can be integrated with each other, but the blood elves cannot fully integrate into us! All they want is temporary peace."

Thrall lowered his head, stroked the mane of the wolf, and said slowly: "Now is the best time to suppress the blood elves. The hatred between Kelthas and humans has not been eliminated. They will not join the blood elves... But war will also be inevitable!"

"It has been inevitable!" Woking looked at Bingling and looked straight into Thrall's eyes: "In the outer realm, orcs have no less than blood elves! We already have the power to compete with the alliance, even if there are no blood elves and the Forgotten."

He paused and added: "At least most orcs think this is the case!"

"Your pride will never tolerate the humiliation you once had in the shelter. When you have the power of revenge, your tribesmen will only repay with blood and revenge, and they think they already have this power!"

"Maybe...Dailin was right at the beginning!"

Thrall sighed sadly, grinned with a bitter smile, and looked north.

"The real leader not only leads the times, but also adapts to the times!" Drektal walked over from the side and patted Thrall twice on Thrall's shoulder: "Thrall, whether it is an orc or a tribe, it has reached a time when it needs change."

The chief slowly shook his head: "If it fails, will there be a second shelter?"

If the orcs fail again, there will be no other barren land for them to recuperate, and there will be no second foreign land to make them rise again. Orcs who enter the shelter again will completely lose their last blood and become slaves forever, not to mention that Varian is not Terenas, will he build the second batch of shelters?

The answer is obvious. Killing his father's revenge will make him make the right decision.

With Sar's wisdom, how could he not see the ambitions of Garrosh and Dranos? If he was willing, Garrosh would never come out of Ashes Valley in his life. Sarrofair little survived and took over his father's position and became his capable general. Jolin might not even be able to come to Azeroth. He died of old age in the foreign land...

It is precisely because he saw the orcs' fighting spirit growing that he allowed the so-called "young gangs" to look up and reuse Garrosh, Dranosh and Jolin.

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "I am no longer suitable to be the chief! After the Northern Expedition, I will go and find my own shamanic way."

The voice was calm, but it revealed a firmness that was unquestionable.

Wojin looked at Thrall in shock. He instinctively reached out to persuade him, but seemed to suddenly think of something and froze in the air. After the old shaman Drektal was shocked, a trace of splendor flashed in his eyes and slapped Thrall hard on the shoulder again: "Very good, wise choice, Gole, I'm proud of you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left with a smile, with extreme pleasure and joy in his voice.

Woking obviously realized something, narrowed his eyes slightly, and tentatively said: "Sar. Who will be the next chief?"

Making up his mind. Thrall seemed to hold his body under ten thousand pounds, and his whole head relaxed a lot, and smiled and said, "What do you think of Garrosh?"

It was him! Wojin's pupils contracted slightly, and his eyes flashed.

Thrall did not take it seriously, caressed the wolf's mane and looked north.

There, the blood elves and humans he had plotted against were fighting desperately on the narrow plains in the north of the town, between mountains and lakes!

Marcus Jonathan, a human marshal who is not famous on the continent of Azeroth, but is important and outstanding in Stormwind.

Stormwind City Defense Team! The army that is best at defending and counterattacking in the Kingdom of Azeroth. If the dragon's melee was not too thrilling, would it be different whether Xie Feng's Stormwind City demolition plan could be successful.

When Xie Feng rushed over, he saw that the opposite side was not the Stormwind City Royal Legion directly under Varian, nor the First Legion or the Seventh Legion of Berval, but just an unknown human force. Relying on the powerful strength of the Sun-Raging Morning Strikes, he simply bumped into it...

Of course, Xie Feng, who had been through the battle formation for a long time, did not let his subordinates charge in a brainless manner, but slowed down the speed. After adjusting the formation slightly, he slowly pressed up.

Under the blood elf Phoenix, Xie Feng sat on the Chenfeng Zhanma who had not been summoned for a long time. The soldiers around him were sending round and accurately conveying his orders.

"Telection, Sun Angry Protector, raise your shield to advance!"

The only shield-holding Sun-fury protectors in the vanguard army quickly stepped out and formed rows of shield walls under the leadership of the centuries, pressing forward.

The human army on the opposite side was also well-trained and chose the same way of dealing with it. Rows of shield warriors were nailed to the front, but did not launch an attack. Instead, there were many people behind the shield wall they listed. Even if the blood elves had extraordinary eyesight, they could not let Xie Feng see their movements.

He frowned slightly, but before he could think about it, the shield wall opposite suddenly contracted out more than ten passages, and five hundred human heavy cavalry rushed out from it, heading straight for the bloody elf shield formation!

The distance between the two sides was about 300 steps. The gap between the start of acceleration and the impact of the shield was just allowed to activate the horsepower to the extreme, and the distance was very accurate. Then the shield formation was gathered again, and the alliance's troops began to press forward under cover.

This made Xie Feng feel nervous. After all, he was only halfway through and did not receive orthodox military training. It is okay to bully some weak people and feel guilty when encountering experienced veterans on the battlefield. Especially with a large number of blood elves, he always involuntarily thinks that if he ruins them all here...

Fortunately, he was not completely unprepared, so he immediately responded and ordered: "Sun Rage Shooter shooter and crossbow arrows are shot continuously, and the Blood Knight is ready!"

As the order was issued, the troops quickly changed the formation circle. When the heavy cavalry reached the fifty steps, the Sun Fury Protectors suddenly squatted, with their shields obliquely blocking in front of them.

The Sun-Raging Shooter who was aiming at the crossbow behind him was immediately exposed!

Crossbow soldiers are always the most feared military service of cavalry. The rows of arrows emit a cold light that symbolizes death under the faint light in the early morning...

The speed has been increased, and it is too late to avoid it. Or the heavy cavalry had never thought about hiding, leaning forward magically and roaring loudly:

"For the glory of the league!"

At the blink of an eye, the distance was coming. When he entered fifty steps, the Sun-Rich Centurion suddenly waved his sword beside the crossbowman: "First row, shoot!"

With the neat sound of the bowstrings, hundreds of cold lights slashed through the void, pushing the heavy cavalry rushing in the front and fully penetrated the men and armor, and hundreds of knights fell down on the spot.

The casualty ratio is almost two to one. It is accurate and terrifying!

Before the heavy cavalry struggled out of fear, the second row of shooting came again! Then the third row. By the time the continuous shooting was completed, more than two hundred heavy cavalry had fallen.

But after paying a heavy price, they still rushed to the Blood Elf Shield Formation.

The Sun-Rage Protectors had to get up and put on shields again, and the shooters retreated from the front.

But just as the heavy cavalry were about to collide with the shield wall, when they saw the blood elf warriors flying with blood and flesh, a loud shout came from the opposite side that made them creepy: "Blood Knight, aim at the mount, sanction!"

Despicable! Almost all human heavy cavalry, the same thought flashed through their minds in an instant. Then... Then there was nothing...

The crisp blow sounded, and the sitting horse immediately let out a miserable cry. Uncontrollably fell forward, and the knights above were thrown out.

If you aim at the knight, even if you are dizzy, you can tear the shield formation with the impact of the war horse, but if you aim at the war horse, there is no way for them to be strong!

After failing, the last heavy cavalrymen fell to the shield formation.

To deal with the heavy cavalry, the counterattack of the blood elves followed. Xie Feng looked excitedly at the enemy who had approached and had a scattered formation: "Sun-fury archers, flat shots and suppresses!"

On both sides, elite Sun-fury archers attacked the human infantry frantically. The overwhelming rain of swords suppressed them so that they could not raise their heads and had to erect a shield on their spot.

"Now, it's our turn!" Xie Feng smiled grimly and waved the order flag.

The next moment, the blood elf shield formation contracted as before, revealing the uprising that had been ready to go: "Chenfeng Blood Knight, charge!"

The morning blood knight, which is between the light cavalry and the heavy cavalry, is much faster and more flexible than the human heavy cavalry. In addition, the distance is shortened, and it arrives in an almost blink of an eye. The humans who have just gotten rid of the rain of arrows, have no ability to resist and are torn into pieces!

In the middle, thousands of blood knights roared into the enemy formation. In order to expand the results of the battle, Xie Feng immediately ordered more knights to follow the blood knights to kill.

As soon as the order was issued, he suddenly saw the blood knights rushing forward like a bamboo shoot. He suddenly screamed and fell down one after another, and was rushed up by the alliance's troops and was submerged in the blink of an eye.

"What is that?" The blood elf generals who supervised the battle were shocked. The extraordinary strength told them that there were no archers and musketeers around the blood knights, nor mages or battlefield assassins, but they just couldn't stop stumble and hundreds of people fell down in the blink of an eye...

Xie Feng's face turned pale. The original good situation reversed instantly, and the torn alliance formation showed signs of closing again. It was only a matter of time before the Blood Knights were wiped out.

"Instead of being killed by them, it's better to give it a try!" The continuous blows finally aroused the anger in Xie Feng's heart again. Feng Jian raised his head and roared loudly: "Chenfeng Shooter, cover the ejection!"

"Yes..." The commander soldiers used to receive the orders, but they paused in shock after realizing the consequences of the orders. The blood elves generals around them were also frightened.

Covering the projectile, the blood knights are still in the enemy formation!

"Execute immediately!" Feng Jian pointed at the messenger's nose, Xie Feng roared, then turned to stare at the generals beside him: "Everyone returns to the team to command, and the whole army attacks!"

The order was issued. The second wave of blood knights who had originally stopped in the middle launched a charge towards the enemy formation again! The rain of arrows crossed the battlefield and fell directly into the human army from behind the blood elves. The warriors, musketeers and a few mages, and the priests immediately fell down a large area, together with the blood knights besieged by them.

Immediately, nearly ten thousand blood elves pressed forward~!

Under the League Commander, General Marcus was shocked: "Is Alex crazy?"

The tactics of dying together are used, and the formation that was already torn apart by the Blood Knight has become even more chaotic: "Transmission, temporarily..."

"No, you must never retreat!" The voice came from behind, and the young human mage pressed Marcus's hand down, his face anxiously: "Marcel, what we are competing for now is the resilience of both sides, and it depends on who can hold on to the end! Once the retreat order is issued, we will completely collapse and fall into a one-sided massacre, and we must hold on."

Marcus was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and decisively changed his original intention: "Order the forward to join the siege, be sure to stop the blood elf back formation, and the other troops strangle the blood knights with all their might!"

Then he looked at the young mage: "General Warren, command the mage troops to support!"

"As the wish of the New Year!" Warren breathed a sigh of relief and reminded: "But this is not enough, respected marshal. Although some... ask your Majesty for support!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, and soon the rich elements began to rise behind the human race.

None of the two sides expected that just one test would become the current situation. Originally, the blood elves could slowly erode the alliance with their elite equipment and individual strength and changing troops. The alliance relied on its heavy armor to tear the blood elves formation in one fell swoop. But unexpectedly, it turned out like this...

A complete war of attrition! The alliance will be defeated and strangled the blood elf forward with all its strength. Although the blood elf tore the opponent's formation, it also traps the forward in.

The battle became unprecedentedly tragic. Seeing that it was impossible to win, both sides asked for reinforcements from the rear. Sangunal and Matis gathered the follow-up troops and sent them to Xie Feng continuously, and Varian had to add fuel again and again.

Whoever dares to stop will definitely be the end of the collapse of the entire army. The blood elf has strong combat power. The alliance admits defeat and has a strong will. It is impossible to decide the winner in a short period of time...

Of course, this is for humans. Just half an hour after the battle began, the blood elves in the Underworld, the Forgotten Ones came out in full swing and pressed towards Brell. Forcing Varian did not dare to support the battlefield in the rear, and it was even difficult to protect himself.

The blood elves totaled 100,000, while the alliance and Shanghai army were less than 80,000, and they were attacked from the front and tail. If the stalemate continues, they will definitely be dragged down!

Of course, Varian could also survive by cutting off his tail, throwing Marcus away, and fleeing to the northwest with the last 30,000 elite troops, leaving by sea.

Just as His Majesty the King was struggling to preserve his last power or live and die with the soldiers, the blood elf who was about to attack Brier, a red young dragon descended in front of the Forsaken coalition...

"Karl, let your troops stop attacking as soon as possible. Avoid unnecessary casualties!" Before the young dragon could stop, the ** Division flashed and appeared in front of the troops.

"Gianna?" Kelthas's face turned pale and walked out of the formation.
To be continued...