The Eagle Knights led by Haas attacked the Horde along the river at the foot of the eastern hill.
Now that Antonidas and Gul 'dan were no longer in the way, in order to attack the eastern mountain in a more comprehensive manner, many tribes first came to the river bank and then took a detour to attack the mountain from the side.
When the Eagle Knights arrived, the defensive line on the hill was already very tight. On the front line, Tirion and General Tom could often be seen leading the reserves as firefighters to fill in the gaps in the position. From time to time, even Laing had to personally lead the troops into battle.
The only good thing was that Stormwind's reserves were quite sufficient. It was just that the casualty ratio was shocking.
It was under these circumstances that the Eagle Knights circled around to the flank of the Horde attacking the hill.
"Level your spears!" Haas shouted.
The knights lowered their nearly four-meter-long spears and urged their mountain horses to charge from the side.
Alterac's Eagle Knights weren't heavy cavalry in the traditional sense. Considering the mountainous terrain, the armor of this group of knights was between light cavalry and heavy cavalry. They didn't have heavy armor, only light chain mail and a layer of leather armor. The warhorses were also only equipped with a piece of leather armor.
On the complicated terrain of the river and the hills, the Eagle Knights performed quite well.
With the heavy sound of hooves, the knights quickly scattered, looking for their own targets. When the target was more than two meters away, they had already stabbed their spears, hitting the enemy's vitals. At the same time, the momentum of the warhorses pierced deep into the enemy's body. At the same time, the well-designed spear couldn't withstand the powerful reaction force and began to explode to the side.
The unlucky ones who were stabbed fell to the ground, and the knights casually abandoned the remaining half of the spear, pulled out Alterac's special double-edged broadsword, and slashed at the Horde's warrior's neck.
The quick charge cut off the Horde's fierce attack.
But Haas didn't stop. He took his men around the beach and quickly retreated from the river.
The cavalry that had lost their speed couldn't even be compared to the infantry when faced with the tall Orcs. Moreover, in that kind of fierce battle, the Eagle Knights suffered a lot of losses.
The regular forces were dealt with by the regular troops.
Transcendent monsters were naturally dealt with by the insanely strong Paladins.
Uther, who was charging forward, quickly saw the opponent that Duque had almost tailor-made for them.
They covered their faces with scarves, so only their eyes could be seen. Each of them carried a huge two-handed sword.
The cavalry from Lordaeron treated them like fools and were prepared to teach them a lesson with their spears.
In the rules of cavalry, it was common sense to charge at each other with a lance. Using a heavy sword against a lance, this was the only way. In their hearts, they were praising their luck, and were prepared to make use of the advantage of their lances to take down the enemy.
Wuther heard countless unfamiliar buzzing sounds.
Thirty meters away, the charging cavalrymen fell to the ground in front of these guys. Even the cavalrymen of the Rotterdam Kingdom who did not fall to their deaths on the spot did not draw their swords to attack the moment they got up. Instead, they felt as if they were about to bleed from their seven orifices as they clutched their heads tightly with both hands.
"Ahhhhh —" The cavalrymen rolled on the ground in pain and let out inhuman howls.
"In the name of the Holy Light!" Wuther witnessed all this with his own eyes. At this moment, he completely understood why Duque wanted the Silver Hand Knights to fight against these cloaked guys. "These are demons! They are using evil magic to attack us! "
After saying that, Wuther raised his warhammer high. Several Holy Seals were added to the warhammer, and the top of the warhammer emitted a silver light like the moon.
"Stand up, soldiers!" Wuther shouted in his loud voice. "The Holy Light will drive away the darkness, but you must use your weapons to defend your honor!"
Dazzling light spread from the warhammer, echoing the bright light of dawn, and instantly driving away the darkness from the land. The Holy Light shone on the warriors, and when the cloaked men raised their hands again, not a single one of them fell.
Although the people who got up and the cavalry behind them were still a little scared, when they found that no one fell, they mustered their courage again and let out a deafening roar, charging towards the cloaked knights.
However, at the moment of fighting, not only the cavalrymen, but even Wuther was stunned.
This was because this group of guys were wearing the standard armor of the Stormwind Cavalry. The only difference was that they used the spiked pauldrons commonly used by tribal warriors.
"No! Why!? "
A Rotterdam cavalry screamed. During the days of gathering in Southshore, they had been repeatedly asked by their officers to identify the equipment of the various allies. They could not accept suddenly finding their 'allies' standing on the opposite side of the enemy. While they were in a daze, many of them fell to the ground.
Wuther saw the other party's face clearly again.
Their faces were pale, lifeless, and bloodless. A pair of evil blue eyes glowed with clear hostility. Most importantly, Wuther did not feel any life from them.
"Blasphemy! The filthy tribal warlocks actually resurrected the dead into living corpses!? Silver Hand, defeat them! "
Wuther waved his huge two-handed hammer and easily knocked a Death Knight off his Undead warhorse. Abundant golden Holy Light poured into the Death Knight's body, and the guy was blown to pieces by the Holy Light before he reached the ground.
The alliance soldiers cheered again, encouraged by the amazing skills and power of the Paladin.
Turalyon, who was at the rear, felt very conflicted. As a Paladin, he should be with them, but as Lothar's adjutant, he should stay in the center of Southshore and accompany Lothar to command.
The battle between the Paladin and the Death Knight began, and neither side could gain the upper hand.
At the beginning, Wuther killed four or five Death Knights in a row, but he immediately met his opponent. A tall guy who claimed to be Taron Gorefiend actually withstood Wuther's attack.
Turalyon saw a Death Knight grab Dathrohan's arm with one hand when they were competing in strength. That hand that looked like a corpse radiated darkness.
However, Dathrohan used the Holy Light to dispel the darkness. Immediately after, Dathrohan took advantage of the moment when that guy retracted his hand and directly hit his head with his hammer. Their skulls shattered like broken porcelain. Turalyon noticed that there was not a drop of blood flowing out of the skull. It was all dry brain matter.
On the other hand, the Death Knights were able to win against the normal Alliance cavalry.
Turalyon suddenly noticed the signal coming from the hill.
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