Chapter 205 Strangling the Remnants (2 more)

  What are you most afraid of when you play Wushuang?

   is the so-called forced control.

  No matter how high the Kung Fu is, the bricks will fall!

In the game, there used to be a mage named [Dragon City General], who was wearing a Molten Core graduation outfit, but died tragically in the novice dungeon-level [Stormwind City Prison], or was attacked by mobs whose level was less than half his level. Stunned, controlled to death?

  Hoo dad is facing a similar situation: although the orcs take drugs, you take me too, see who is more ruthless and who is not a human being.

   The brain-dumping roar with the most blood of the devil is spitting up and down at the moment, and his stomach is turning over the river and the sea, which is temporarily abandoned.

   It is impossible to let go of the daddy who is smashed by himself, and he has become the priority target of the sand sculpture player who is not a human being.

   Normally, sand sculpture players cannot all have warrior career templates. If you don't even want to have legs, you can forcefully inject the magic power of the Sun Well with a lot of impurities into your legs. On the premise that you don't want your legs after the chicken blood, it is not impossible to run 100 meters for three seconds.

   Anyway, after one move, they will be useless, and they will not be human at all.

   "For the Captain!"

   "For 373!"

   "For debu-cat!"

  The sand sculptures shouted all kinds of unreliable slogans in trilinguals that the Azerians could not understand.

   There are those who just stripped off their equipment and rushed to blow themselves up. There are also those who specially put on superman costumes, bring their own capes and wear red pants, and have everything in a mess.

   Anyway, rushing up is to ignite all the Azerite power in the body and self-detonate.

   It’s not that Kargath didn’t try to kick the sand sculpture player into the air and let him roll away and explode. The problem is that the player’s self-destruction is actually controllable.

   Before your feet arrive, I will blow myself up in advance.

   The range of dozens of meters in a radius is full of flames and shock waves rolled up by the explosion.

   In the end, Serijek and others did not dare to go up, and the area near the gate became a stage for self-destruction soldiers.

  The Orc's tactics are very simple, use the most capable arrows to rush into the formation.

   rushed in, that is a simple piercing tactic, basically scheduled for a devastating victory.

  If you can’t rush in, then take a break!

  When the four strong orcs were blocked by the violent charge of the [Trident Legion], the end of the orc army was doomed.

  There are more than one slopes that rush up to the castle of Angerfang, and the one that can blast through the main entrance is already the best. On other slopes, after a bang, the mortar shells fell as dense as drizzle, and the entire section of the **** was plunged into a sea of ​​fire.

   Why do you call the orcs to rush?

  The Warsong Orcs are not the same as the Blackrock Orcs.

  Worg is a typical [hairy and weak fire]. A little bit of sparks will set the whole wolf on fire, and they can't put out the fire themselves.

  Several slopes became stairs of death, burning everywhere. The bodies of dead orcs and wargs were beeping and beeping in the fire, and the smell of burnt corpses alone was enough to make the orcs lose the courage to continue their attack.

   The elf rangers in the distance have begun to surround them. A stone in the swamp, a piece of wood exposed in the swamp, can become their foothold, and the hulking orcs rush over, only to be easily sucked by the swamp and become a target for rangers.

   What really destroyed their will was the faint roar from the north.

The    was a little unclear at first, but gradually the sound became louder and the earth trembled faintly.

  Kilrogg just dodged a self-exploding soldier in embarrassment. He pricked up his ears and asked, "What is that sound!?"

   "Damn it! It's a human cavalry!" Grom said angrily: "We must withdraw! Otherwise, we will all die here!"

  Kilrogg spends most of his time in the southern continent, the Dun Morogh area where Ironforge is located. Grom was different. After the Great Northern War, he knew very well that the heavily armored human cavalry would not lose to the wolf cavalry in a large-scale charge.

   In the final analysis, it is the update of human equipment. The blue horse armor on the warhorse can completely resist the bite of the wolf, which weakens the advantage of the orc's mount.

   Originally, both sides still had to fight.

   I don’t know which wicked ghost, equipped the human cavalry with hand crossbows and throwing spears, often before they can hedge, the wolf cavalry will be beaten twice first.

   In the recent fight, the wolf cavalry always suffers a lot.

   "Damn it! It's almost there!" Kargath's blade fist was blown up and his face was ashen, and he was angry.

  Grom looked at the radiant figure on the opposite side of the flames, surrounded by soldiers.

   McDonald's felt the sight of Daddy, with a smile on his face, raised his right hand in the distance, and hooked his index finger - come!

   At this moment, Mai *Yinjiao King* Dangken seemed to be teasing Sun Wukong with a gourd. As long as Hu Dad dared to respond, the whole Hu Da clan would be doomed.

  Grom couldn't help feeling:

   Almost?

Do not!

   This must be a delusion that that despicable human Duke MacDonald Stratholme deliberately gave them!

  From the very beginning, this was a despicable trap, forcing them to attack, even with the warriors of the Blood Cave clan.

Why is   Hoo Dad considered a tribal hero in later generations?

   In addition to his extreme force and unparalleled bravery, he also has the courage to sacrifice and wisdom that is often overlooked by others.

   "Go—" With a loud roar, without a second thought, Hu Dad picked up his heavy smash, jumped back twenty meters, turned around and rushed down the slope.

The    orc army retreated from the outside of the castle like the ebb tide.

   This is not the end, McDonnell pointed a finger away, and the three of Serijek immediately understood.

   "Go and chase!"

   After a while, looking down from the sky, you can see how miserable the green tide is.

  The large number of orcs had to squeeze on the sturdy dirt road that could allow about eight carriages to pass side by side, and on the **** that was less than 50 meters away from the roadside.

   Above his head are mortar shells that keep falling.

   It is not a dense cannonball, and each shot can turn orcs and wargs within a few meters into parts and explode out.

  The northwest, northeast and southeast are the arrows thrown by the rangers. They mercilessly harvested the lives of the orcs who were not killed.

  The north and southwest were the approaching cavalry armies.

   The roar of hooves is comparable to the death knell, constantly reminding the orcs that the footsteps of the **** of death are getting closer.

   This quickly increased the fear in the Orcs' hearts!

   Knowing that the chance of rushing over may not even be one-third, there are still many orcs whipping or drinking their wargs, trying to pass through the continuously exploding plumes of smoke!

   Their end was mostly tragic.

   There were also many lucky people who passed through this meat grinder and successfully reached the main road south of the castle where mortars could not reach.

   McDonald went back to the top floor of the bunker where he was staying, only to see Valeera silently wiping the dagger, and the two fallen corpses of the Fire-blade Sword Saint, still bubbling with blood.

   (end of this chapter)