Dawn of Lordaeron

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"Marshal! Marshal! They rushed up again!"

Maxwell woke up like a dream, and his trance thoughts returned to his body again.

He no longer knows how long he has led the team to fight. Now he has several broken arrows stuck in his body. The blood in some of the wounds has dried up, the battle armor is also stained with blood, and the sharp sword is full of gaps.

"Cough-cough!" Maxwell coughed violently twice, his stature was a little shaky, and the soldiers next to him quickly supported him.

"How many of us are there?"

Maxwell's chest was violently ups and downs, and the intense fighting not only left him bruised and weak, but also made him extremely tired.

And the other soldiers who were alive at this barrier were also in the same condition as Maxwell, and some were even worse.

"We still have about a hundred people, Marshal!"

A hundred people?

Maxwell bit the tip of his tongue, letting the pain stimulate his numb nerves again, "Let all those who can move, come to me!"

After that, he pushed away the soldier who was supporting him, broke an arrow on his right shoulder, and threw it aside, "Be fast, the enemy won't wait for us."

Maxwell's eyes were in a mess, with corpses all over the battlefield, and the original wide canyon was blocked by large and small rocks at this time, and the army of the orcs was also blocked.

Due to the narrow terrain, the Blackrock Orcs attacked Maxwell's line of defense while opening a way for the subsequent army, and the time spent exponentially increased.

And because the Blackrock Orcs' troops were diverted, the line of defense composed of hundreds of soldiers in Stormwind was not pierced in an instant.

Although the main force of Stormwind City has not shown any signs of coming, Maxwell still did not give up. The soldiers still used the fortifications of the checkpoint to repel the Blackrock Orcs' attacks stubbornly.

However, it seems that there is not much time left for them.

After several wars, although the Blackrock Orcs' offensive was blocked, Maxwell's people also paid a painful price. Now there are only more than a hundred people left, and most of them are still alive with injuries. They have reached their limit.

Moreover, when Maxwell was about to organize defenses again, several loud dragon roars passed into his eardrums. The marshal's expression changed and he yelled at his soldiers, "Find cover, hurry!"

The soldiers just froze for a moment, because they didn't see the enemy's arrows and throwing weapons, and didn't realize that they had to evade, but it was just this short froze, several scorching dragon breaths falling from the sky, in a blink of an eye, a dozen A soldier became a deflagration torch.

Suddenly, screams and wailing sounded everywhere, and the comrades around the soldiers who were ignited by the dragon's breath were immediately ready to help them put out the fire, but how could the magical flames be so easy to extinguish.

After some struggle and rescue, several soldiers who did not look for cover became the targets of the Blackrock Orc Dragoons.

The soldiers hiding behind the bunker picked up the crossbow and shot the colorful young dragons in the sky, but the bustling arrows and projectiles could not threaten the dragoons above them.

Maxwell saw that the orcs were about to rush under the checkpoint, but the soldiers under his command were crushed by the dragon's breath so that they could not lift their heads. In a hurry, he stepped on the bulge on the edge of the high wall, and his body exploded with great power, causing him Leaped up.

A Blackrock orc driving a young dragon didn’t notice that someone dared to jump out of the bunker behind him. Maxwell’s great sword pierced his body firmly, and then Maxwell grabbed the reins of the young dragon and kicked the orc. Kicked down from the young dragon.

The Blackrock Orc brought Maxwell's great sword down from the saddle. Although the safety rope tied to the young dragon kept him from falling, Maxwell's sword hit the key firmly.

He drew out his short sword and cut the safety rope of the Blackstone Dragoons with a single sword. Maxwell sighed slightly as he watched the dying orcs fall from the sky.

But Maxwell was not just to kill a dragoon. The same wounded marshal gritted his teeth and grabbed the reins of the colorful young dragon. These experimental products used for combat may not be completely controlled yet, and their eyes are covered by blindfolds. Rely on the rider on the saddle to guide the direction.

The young dragon also sensed the battle on its back. It instinctively turned over in the air, trying to throw down the enemy who had jumped on the dragon's back.

But its movements were slower. Maxwell had kicked the dragoon down and fixed himself on the saddle. The young dragon's somersault did not help.

At this time, Maxwell has also tightened the reins. He has never rode a young dragon. He can only use the experience of riding a griffon to control the colorful dragon under his seat. As a result, the flight path of the young dragon becomes erratic, and soon It hit the dragoon on the other side.

The orc held the hatchet and wanted to chop off Maxwell’s head, but Maxwell’s reaction was quicker. He leaned down dangerously and dodged, and when he got up, he took advantage of the trend and swiped the black stone from the bottom up with a short sword. The dragoon broke open.

The young dragon under the Blackrock Dragoon’s seat was also hit. Coupled with Maxwell’s random control, the breath of the colorful young dragon under his seat hit a wing of the enemy’s mount. The dragoon and him The mount immediately fell from the air.

The chaos created by Maxwell in the air won valuable space for the soldiers below. They looked at the corpses of their tragic comrades, and their grief came from it, and their grief instantly turned into anger at this moment.

As soon as the Blackrock Orcs, who had climbed up the high wall to fight for the ownership of the high wall, appeared, they were violently attacked by the soldiers of Stormwind, and they had no place to stand.

But the orcs are not vegetarians. After being caught off guard in the first attack, they also launched a bloody and violent counterattack. The entire high wall turned into a cruel meat grinder. Every second there were orcs and Humans fall.

However, the number of orcs was many times that of the defenders. Soon, the guards at the checkpoint began to be stretched, and many defenses had gaps.

Maxwell had just solved a few young dragons in the air. When he noticed the situation below, he immediately realized that if he didn't do anything, the wall would soon fall!51 Pen Fun Pavilion www.51suxiu.com

With the driving skills learned temporarily, Maxwell turned the dragon's head, and a dragon's breath descended towards the densely packed orcs. The fiery flames finally made the orcs themselves taste the suffering, they screamed and fell from the wall.

And because the formation of the orcs was very dense, some unlucky ghosts were affected by those burning guys, and soon a large number of burning orcs crashed or fell on the wall like headless flies.

Maxwell's "air support" finally relieved the pressure on the defenders, and they began to drive the orcs off the wall in one go.

The colorful young dragon is also unscrupulous in the sky at this moment. The orcs don't like to carry long-range weapons. After throwing battle axes and spears to this height, there is no threat to the tough scales of the colorful young dragon.

However, it was impossible for Maxwell to keep covering for his men in the sky, and soon this abnormally behaving young dragon caught the attention of the Blackrock Orcs.

"Washgarth! Kill the colorful young dragon that was taken away, and don't let it continue to attack our soldiers!"

Shadow hunter Washgarth heard the call of Warchief Reid and jumped up to the top of a huge boulder. He drew his long bow, and the magic of darkness surged on the arrow.

Ordinary arrows, even if they are the key to the hit, will not necessarily make the colorful young dragon with strong vitality instantly lose the ability to fly, but Wasgas attaches dark and evil voodoo to his arrows, and any life will be affected by it. Swallow.

With the soft sound of the bowstring flexing, an arrow with a black and purple tail flame broke through the air, accurately hitting the young dragon's flanks.

The evil voodoo magic immediately swallowed the life of the young dragon. The intense pain and fatigue made the colorful young dragon no longer be able to flap its wings forcefully. After struggling in the air, the colorful young dragon took Maxwell from high Falling down sharply in the air.

Maxwell rolled heavily from the young dragon's body, and the pain that made him almost fainted came from all over his body. Maxwell tried to move his limbs, but found that they did not listen to his commands at all.

He hadn't died immediately, but the serious injuries made him unable to stand up anymore. He was lying in a pile of corpses, and he could only watch the soldiers of Stormwind who had lost air cover being slaughtered by the Blackrock Orcs.

"Do not……"

Maxwell closed his eyes in pain, which was simply the harshest punishment and torture for him. He even hoped that he would be killed in the fall, instead of lying half-dead and watching the orcs slaughter him. Of soldiers.

The shouts of killing on the city wall became smaller and smaller, and the orcs seemed to have gained an absolute advantage. Their horns and drums seemed to sound in Maxwell's ears.

Just when the marshal was almost desperate, he suddenly felt the tremor of the earth and the slight but familiar sound of horseshoes.

"Huh—huh—"

There were dozens of hundreds of fire-light trails in the sky, and then, in the formation of the orcs, there were violent explosions and shocks. In one encounter, hundreds of orcs were killed.

After those fires, there are traces of splendid arcane magic. The wizard forces of Stormwind and Dalaran did not spare their magic power, and one after another war-level spells were released by them.

The Blackrock Orc forward who lacked magical support suffered a heavy loss in an instant.

"Finally... here." Maxwell sighed, his body softened, his head sank back, and he lost consciousness.

...

"Wake up, wake up, Maxwell, old man! Can you hear me?!"

Familiar voices kept echoing in his ears, Maxwell slowly opened his eyes, and Boval's face appeared in front of him.

The Archduke was also relieved when he saw Maxwell open his eyes, "Great, Maxwell, I thought Stormwind was about to lose another great warrior."

"We...we held it?" Maxwell raised his head with difficulty, trying to look around, but found that his body still couldn't help it.

"Hold it, hold it, don't move, I just used the Holy Light to treat you, you are still very weak." Bolvar said affirmatively, "The Blackrock Orcs have been forced back to the Burning Plains by us, thanks to You and your soldiers, the Blackrock Orcs failed to burn the flames of war on our territory! You can actually retreat, and we have a big deal to redeploy defenses at the mouth of the valley..."

Because Maxwell and his troops defended the checkpoint in the Redridge Mountains, the Blackrock Orcs were forced to face the human wizard troops and artillery in the narrow valley. Reid, who was too late to attack the checkpoint, realized that he would stay in the valley again. Li also only increased casualties, and immediately evacuated with troops.

Unfortunately, the falling rocks in the valley also hindered Stormwind's troops. In the end, Bolvar did not choose to pursue it, but strengthened the defense at the level.

In fact, they don't need to continue chasing at all. At this point, the Blackrock Orcs' plan to attack Stormwind City has gone bankrupt. They want to cross the Redridge Mountain's defense line now, it is simply as difficult as heaven.

With the wizard troops, the colorful young dragons can no longer pose an excessive threat to the ground troops, but they are also limited to defense. Stormwind troops that lack air dominance are still easy to be washed by dragons during offensive operations.

This is also one of the reasons why Boval gave up pursuing. The difficulty of resisting the Blackrock Orcs and annihilating them is not at the same level. Moreover, Arthas told him in advance to be careful not to push the Blackrock Orcs too badly, otherwise it is very likely to lead to them. The adult black dragon, the blow to the troops in the valley is devastating.

Of course, as long as the situation is not too urgent, considering the hidden dangers of Ragnaros, Nefarian will not easily send adult black dragons to fight on the front line. At most, they will be some young dragons and dragons, not even dragon beasts.

So now that the task assigned by the Alliance to Stormwind City has been basically completed, the Blackrock Orcs are now also facing a dilemma. If Bovar expected, as long as the Alliance Army on the other side of the Searing Gorge progresses smoothly, the Blackrock Orcs will soon have to Evacuation, it will be time for Stormwind to smash the dog.

"Fortunately... we held it--" Maxwell stopped halfway through his words, and he asked after a moment of silence, "Those kids... how many people are still alive?"

Boval's expression became a little heavy when he heard this question, but he didn't conceal Maxwell. "They... count you, there are thirty-five people who survived..."

"Thirty-five people..." Maxwell repeated this number, and in the end, it could only turn into a sigh of infinite sadness.

There has never been a war for the undead, but the alliance has to initiate this war, because this is not an avoidable battle. Waiting for nothing will only give away the advantages and opportunities, and it will only end in a more tragic end. .

"May the Holy Light bless their souls."