Chapter 149: Fierce Battle

Lothar's army used the traditional triangle of combat, magic and priest, with mixed ranged troops of archers and musketeers, assisted by flank harassment from cavalry. It was a very normal combination of arms, suitable for most situations.

Lothar was ready to attack. The orcs cleared all the cover around their camp, and with the addition of several tall watchtowers, any large force approaching would be discovered. Moreover, a night attack had no advantage for human soldiers, so it would be better for the two sides to fight at daybreak.

The main force of Stormwind's army is the Stormwind First Legion, with a full strength of 8,000 people, and the 3,000-man vanguard is divided into 30 phalanxes and began to advance under the command of Lothar.

The vanguard troops were wearing Stormwind's uniform armor, fully armored, with a bright silver exterior and blue trim. The soldiers in the front row held tower shields larger than a person in both hands, the soldiers behind them held steel spears, and the back row was heavy infantry holding swords and shields.

This is a torrent of steel, and only the most elite troops of Stormwind can have such sophisticated equipment. It is said that their troop number was established by the bloodline of Thoradin who led the people to migrate south, and it has been thousands of years since then.

The central army led by Lothar also began to follow the vanguard, and at the end were several thousand noble private armies, commanded by the current Duke of Fordragon of Stormwind.

Is this the beginning?

Losa, why don't you say something?

For example: Today is a good day?

He is indeed the lion of Stormwind, a ruthless man of few words.

After Garin had some random thoughts, they also started to move. They were warming up the horses and preparing for the charge. What was about to happen was a fierce battle.

The troops came down from the high slope and began to enter the open area. This was the junction of the Deadwind Valley and the Swamp of Sorrows. To the north were the Redridge Mountains, so the land near the orcs' camp was still hard, which was very suitable for the advance of heavy infantry.

The atmosphere of anticipation for breakfast in the orc camp suddenly stagnated. Those who were lighting the fire, cutting open the prey, and patrolling all put down their work and looked towards the west of the camp.

A torrent of silver steel was approaching them.

"Enemy attack!"

"Those human armies are coming!"

"This time the army is quite presentable, hahaha!"

"Hahaha, I hope they can fight a little, otherwise they will all fall down before I even warm up!"

When the orcs saw the enemy attacking, they didn't care about breakfast at all. Fighting was more important than anything else. They had been arranged here by the chief for more than a year, patrolling, hunting and collecting supplies every day, and their bones were rusted.

The sun was about to set and the sky had already darkened. The dark clouds over the Redridge Mountains seemed to be pressing the sky down. The Stormwind army, with its back to the red setting sun, looked gilded and shining.

The orcs in the camp had already rushed out with weapons in hand. They grinned, roared, and brandished heavy weapons such as giant axes, big clubs, and maces in their hands, charging towards the vanguard without fear.

After a while, a green tide took shape.

When the vanguard reached the center of the open space, their vanguard officer began to give orders.

"Lion Legion! Stop advancing!"

"Set up the shield! Set up the formation!"

The soldiers in the front row heavily lowered the tower shields that were taller than themselves and stuck them into the ground. The soldiers in the back row placed their spears on the shoulders of their comrades in front and passed through the gaps between the tower shields.

The soldiers in the back row placed their spears on the top of the tower shield, and the heavily armed sword and shield soldiers in the back row moved, protecting both sides of the formation, and a tortoise shell spear phalanx was formed.

The spears flashed coldly, but the orcs were not afraid at all. They continued to approach the human line while shouting.

boom! boom! boom!

Before the two sides started the hand-to-hand combat, Medivh took action and fired three fire meteors at the beginning. The powerful meteorites fell on the heads of the orcs, directly cutting their team in half.

The orcs hit by the justice from heaven were directly vaporized and disappeared, without even ashes left. The surrounding orcs were violently knocked away by the huge shock wave and high-temperature flames and heat waves.

"It's the other party's spellcaster. Go! Call the warlocks for support!"

"Keep going! Kill them!"

Even though the fire rain meteors were extremely powerful, the orcs were not afraid and continued to charge through the gaps between the meteorites.

"Archers, musketeers, shoot!"

Lothar's center army was just 100 meters behind the vanguard army, and the orcs began to attack after they entered the range. At the same time, the orcs' javelin throwers also began to counterattack, and the battle officially began.

Bang!

The Vanguard Army is in contact with the enemy! Some strong orcs used the huge force of their charge and the fine steel shoulder armor on their shoulders to slam into the Vanguard Army's tower shield. For a moment, the tower shield was tilted, and the soldiers behind them quickly increased their strength.

At the same time, this wave of orcs that attacked were also dead. They were killed by the soldiers behind the tower shields with spears. They were very skilled in drawing and retrieving spears. Years of training made them extremely skilled, and they successfully killed the first wave of orcs.

Some orcs fought back before they died, breaking the spears with their own weapons to buy opportunities for their people.

Bang! The second wave of orcs followed, some of them fought with the sword and shield infantry, and some brandished their heavy weapons and continued to beat the already crooked tower shield.

Bang!

Sledgehammer eighty.

Bang!

Warhammer XX.

The orcs attacked the tower shield, trying to break the human's defensive shell, while dodging the spears that stabbed through the gaps. From time to time, an orc was stabbed, and then the subsequent spears were relentless, aiming at the vital points and directly killing the orcs.

Every time the orcs' hammers and tower shields collided, a loud noise was made. The huge force caused the soldiers' knuckles behind the tower shields to crack and their ears to buzz.

As the third wave of orcs approached, the fighting at the front lines of the two armies became more brutal. Soldiers from both sides died every moment, and many tower shields were severely dented and began to crumble.

Medivh had just used a big move and was now brewing his next spell. He was also wary of the opponent's spellcasters, but he didn't care much. He alone could take on an entire group of mages.

Most of the orcs are warriors who value physical combat, and there are very few professions that can perform long-range attacks. Before the warlocks are ready, all that are flying in the sky are human bows and bullets.

Lothar saw with his own eyes a strong orc being hit by several arrows. The arrows penetrated his body, but he still charged forward tenaciously until he was hit in the heart and face and fell to the ground and died.

call out!

boom!

Several green fireballs streaked across the sky and then fell heavily to the ground. One of them hit the head of a phalanx of the vanguard army.

The whole team was destroyed!

A deep pit appeared directly at the spot, and then a stone man burning with green flames stood up from the pit!