Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 330: Win

In the woods not far from the battlefield in front of Silvermoon City, several orc scouts were watching the scene in front of them.

The mystics on the Horde side are mainly warlocks, supplemented by shamans. All the two-headed ogre mages are simple elemental attack mages. They are not like the human kingdom of Dalaran, which spent more than two thousand years to develop a complete magical civilization.

the Horde did not have magical communication. In terms of message delivery, it was still in the era of running for short distances and relying on messengers. No one in the Horde thought this was a problem. On the contrary, the recent addition of red dragons to the message delivery team had made Orgrim very satisfied.

Now the scouts quickly got what they wanted.

When the scouts caught up with Orgrim and reported to the warchief how the high elves simply and effectively made those arcane guards who could barely walk deliver food, and how the elven rangers accurately performed evasive skills in the rain of spears that were almost invisible to the naked eye, and finally the battle ended with the trolls' 'great victory', Orgrim sighed.

"Someone will have to pay a heavy price for their stupidity. It was us before, and now it's the trolls... But at least I'm sure that it's Duke who is in charge of Silvermoon City."

The tribal chieftains who were walking slowly beside Orgrim all nodded, with an expression of approval that said, "Yes! Duke is so damn insidious."

If the elves inflict heavy damage on the main trolls right after the main force of the Horde withdraws, Zul'jin might wake up and rush back to cling to the Horde. In this way, even if Zul'jin is not very good, he can still bring 20,000 to 30,000 trolls skilled in throwing spears to the Horde.

It's a pity that Duke didn't give Orgrim any chance at all.

Since the main force of the orcs refused to leave, Duke suppressed the high elves and refused to attack the trolls.

Don't the trolls want to win? Here, I'll send you some nearly broken toys every day to dismantle, to coax those stupid trolls into thinking they can really win.

But the Horde couldn't wait, and Orgrim didn't know how long Grom Hellscream could hold out. Moreover, Duke's reinforcements had already begun to enter Eversong Forest. They kept a safe distance of at least 150 kilometers from the main force of the Horde and headed towards Silvermoon City from the west of the forest.

It's not that Orgrim had not thought about ambushing the reinforcements. When he learned that Duke had seamlessly transferred the Stormwind Kingdom's fleet to the western coast of Eversong Woods, Orgrim knew that the Horde no longer had the slightest chance here.

Between the orc army and the human reinforcements, there is still an extremely annoying army of early warning robots all over the mountains and plains...

Even if the worst happens and the human reinforcements are ambushed by the Horde, they can still retreat to the sea under the cover of the warships' cannons!

The devil is telling you that your tribe has no sea power.

"Edmund Duke, it would be great if you were an orc..." After whispering to himself, Orgrim looked up and said without looking back: "Let's go. One day we will flatten the entire world, and then every human, elf, and dwarf will crawl at the feet of the orcs."

Although the Battle of Quel'Thalas gave Orgrim a feeling of being anticlimactic, the humans' use of tactics and strategy, especially Duke's way of employing troops, seemed to open doors to wider areas for him, and Orgrim felt that he benefited greatly.

Not only Orgrim benefited greatly, but Kael'thas as well.

For three consecutive days, while listening to the ranger team's report on the withdrawal of the main orc force, and watching the trolls below performing monkey tricks, not only Kael'thas, but even the high elves guarding the city began to have a natural sense of superiority.

It has to be said that the trolls worked very hard in attacking the city.

The Horde did leave all the siege equipment to the trolls, but many of them were beyond the trolls' ability to handle.

For example, the giant siege vehicle used by the Gorons, which is at least 10 or 8 meters tall, has a huge iron siege vehicle with wheels. The 15-meter-high, high-looking walls of Silvermoon City are as fragile as building blocks. If it were a troll, it would be impossible to push it.

Trolls are limited to using more conventional siege weapons.

Unfortunately, every time they were about to approach the city wall, Silvermoon City would directly open the gates and release the dogs, oh, they would release the Arcane Guards to counterattack. No matter how many Arcane Guards there were, they were well-functioning, anyway, the momentum was scary enough.

There are also powerful men like the Four Windrunner Sisters and members of the Silvermoon Council on the city walls. If the trolls dare to really attack the city, the elves will start a massacre.

Anyway, the elves just defended and did not attack, and they held out for three whole days.

On the morning of the third day, the moment of the decisive battle arrived.

Countless squads of soldiers came out of the Silver Moon City barracks, quietly marching through the streets and alleys, gathering into a torrent. They almost filled up all the streets, alleys, squares and roads near the south gate of Silver Moon City.

In the widest square, the most elite guards formed several huge square formations.

At the front of the square, there were three neatly arranged rows of Arcane Guards, which were completely different from the ones in the previous three days. They were bigger and more majestic. In front of the Arcane Guards, there were a lot of thick collision armor with long steel spikes. The Arcane Guards had completely turned into war machines instead of guards for the arcane masters to protect their homes.

The nimble elf ranger even covered the roofs of almost all the houses along the square.

Originally, every elf leader disagreed with Kael'thas's risky counterattack. Even if the main force of the orcs left, there were still more than 50,000 trolls outside, and more trolls were swarming from all over Lordaeron to participate in the revenge against the high elves.

However, when Duke secretly took Anasterian and Kael'thas to a forest west of Silvermoon City, Sunstrider and his son immediately understood Duke's meaning.

The eight hundred griffon knights led by the Wildhammer Dwarf King Kurdran are the biggest insurance!

If anything really happens, these griffins can definitely come out at the critical moment and teach the trolls a lesson.

This kind of easy win, which is almost just a face-saving move, is not the best way to restore the reputation of the Sunstrider family?

Leaving a few trusted confidants beside Kurdran to serve as liaisons and surveillance, the Sun King brazenly pushed for this major counterattack.

"Woooooooo--" The ups and downs of the elven horn's sound suddenly made Zul'jin, who was preparing to attack the city, stunned for a moment.

The gates of Silvermoon City opened again.

Unlike the previous times, only one door was opened as if they were afraid that the troll would take the opportunity to rush in.

This time all seven doors opened at the same time.

Like water slowly overflowing its banks, the flood of high elves suddenly rushed out of Silvermoon City.

Every troll was dumbfounded.

The first to be affected is the modified Arcane Guardian.

When the troll saw this arcane guard, which had a completely different style from the elves, he began to doubt his eyes.

The Arcane Guard of the Elven race has soft curves all over its body, except for its huge fists. When the Arcane Guard stands still, it looks like a huge piece of sculptured work of art.

The modified Arcane Guardian was full of primitive and barbaric style. The arms, elbows, shoulders, chest, calves, knees, and almost all places that could easily come into contact with the enemy had hard steel spikes at least half a meter long, or sharp half-moon-shaped blades.

It has completely become a killing machine.

The arcane constructs at the front ignored all the trolls' throwing weapons. The metal javelins and catapults were deflected as soon as they hit them.

The "sledgehammer to dismantle Gundam" method that used to work in every way now has no place to start.

A few brave trolls rushed forward, but the elves who followed them didn't even look at them. Every elf stared at the trolls as if they were idiots waiting to die.

This is indeed the case.

The sledgehammer on the wheel rim was stuck on the dense spikes of the Arcane Guard. It was wishful thinking to hit any joints. As a result, these trolls were directly hit by the Arcane Guard.

The lucky ones were those who were simply knocked away, broke a few ribs and spit out blood. The worst were those who were stabbed on the huge calves of the Arcane Guards like beef waiting to be barbecued, and were nailed there to death.

The trolls' powerful healing ability prevented them from dying for quite a long time. Their bodies were hooked by the slightly curved spikes, and they could not be pulled out at all. They could only sway with every step of the arcane guards, and the wounds on their bodies were torn, and they let out miserable wails.

If the orc-controlled giant beasts, Gronn, or those flexible two-headed ogre warriors were still there, at least they could rely on the brute force of these inhuman monsters and forcibly use strength and heavy weapons to fight against them. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

Trolls are generally over two meters tall, and they look as ridiculous as ants in front of these huge magical and mechanical creations.

"No——" Nalorak, a powerful troll under Zul'jin, roared. As a leader who had undergone the transformation of the Altar of Storms, Nalorak had gained a transformation ability similar to that of a druid.

With a roar that seemed to come from the ancient times, he turned into a super giant bear that was more than 6 meters tall when standing upright and weighed at least five tons.

The giant bear charges!

This is an unscientific combat technique based on the warrior's professional skill Charge.

The huge and sharp bear claws dug grooves in the ground deep enough to cover a person's calf, and the huge and exaggerated figure left a streak of light on the ground.

Wild Strike!

Using its unusually thick fur, Nalorak's bear paw smashed the sharp thorns and blades on the Arcane Guardian's body and hit the joints of the Arcane Construct directly.

After the huge arcane guard fell down, it seemed to be struggling to get up. In an instant, the giant bear attacked it with a few claws, shattering its arcane core.

Kael'thas on the city wall frowned.

Duke's voice immediately rang in the prince's ears: "Let Sanguinar go up, bring two healers, and send a team of elite rangers or mages to handle the rest." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Kael'thas followed his instructions, and the effect was immediate. Nalorak, whose impact was particularly strong, was immediately contained, and the prince's two strong and tough fighters were just enough to restrain Nalorak.

At this time, another troll who could summon hurricanes and lightning appeared.

He is Egilsson, who has the famous nickname of 'Eagle God'.

As soon as he came up, he used powerful lightning to destroy three arcane guards, and then summoned a hurricane, easily sweeping away large groups of elven soldiers.

Looking at the soldiers who were flying into the sky and being blasted into charcoal by the terrible lightning, the muscles on Kael'thas' face twitched.

Duke snapped his fingers and summoned Alleria and Sylvanas.

Duke's instructions were simple and violent: "Stand in the eye of the wind and shoot everything that is not related to the elves."

On the battlefield, emergency rescue is like putting out a fire. Every moment of delay means dozens of lives. The Windrunner sisters leaped from the top of the high city wall and glided to the battlefield with the wind. After seven or eight quick and agile takeoffs and landings, they faced Egilsson.

Next, several of Zul'jin's men who had been strengthened by the Storm Altar attacked for the first time, but after a brief period of violence, Duke gave the prince some pointers and could see that those guys were restrained.

At this time, Kael'thas's eyes changed when he looked at Duke.

Duke is not the kind of man who can foresee the future.

That earth-shattering observation.

The kind of penetrating power that can see through the enemy's weak points at a glance.

This made Kael'thas extremely impressed, and a feeling called worship was growing wildly in the heart of this Sunstrider Prince.

"Kael'thas, it's actually not a big deal. In fact, after Alleria told me that Gul'dan destroyed the rune stone, I rushed to the scene. After some research, I had already deduced 80% of the opponent's skills and strength, and had already thought of a countermeasure. The response I made after seeing it on the battlefield was just a supplement to what I had been thinking about these days."

"Duke. I admire you."

"You don't need to admire me, you can do this too. As long as you are good at observation and thinking, you will be able to discover many things that you have always ignored. As long as you make better preparations than the enemy, when you fight on the battlefield, the balance of victory will naturally tilt towards you."

"Thank you for your advice." Kael'thas bowed deeply to Duke.

Duke accepted it with pleasure.

Trolls have always been at a disadvantage when fighting elves.

After the powerful weapons strengthened by the Storm Altar were suppressed, the trolls were once again in a helpless situation.

Sporadic javelins were thrown at the elves, but most of them were blocked by the fierce arcane guards in front, and less than 10% could be thrown to the back. Even if a few elves fell occasionally, the soldiers behind would immediately fill the vacant positions. The enemies in front of him seemed endless, making Zul'jin feel powerless.

Clearly in terms of numbers, the trolls have the advantage.

However, when hundreds of arcane guards lined up in a row and pressed forward with overwhelming momentum.

It feels like the elves have become a true army.

Although the trolls did not drop their weapons and flee, they could not help but retreat uncontrollably. They wanted to retreat from the great plain in front of Silvermoon City back to Eversong Forest, where the complex terrain could at least contain the charge of the huge arcane guards.

At least there, they no longer had to face the astonishing momentum that was enough to make the earth tremble.