The Death Knights and Ogres were indeed two big cards.
If they were ambushed by these two troops, the Alliance would definitely suffer heavy casualties. As a transmigrator, Duque remembered at least 70% to 80% of history. When a surprise attack was no longer a surprise attack, the so-called surprise attack would only be a joke.
Duque raised his hands and waved his index fingers at the sky.
Windsor immediately understood. "Send my order, the Dalajan Mages get ready! Your Excellency Kel 'Thuzad? Your Excellency Krasus? "
"No problem."
"We've been ready for a long time."
Both of them replied affirmatively through the magic communication.
Below, the two cavalries fighting fiercely on the ruins of Southshore were already fighting for real.
"Send my order to retreat!" Turalyon shouted to the nearest messenger. He knew that this person would use his horn to spread the order.
"Cover each other! Retreat outside the town and regroup! " The soldier nodded and raised his horn. He blew it twice, then another long horn.
After hearing this, the squad leader began to shout orders to his own team to gather their soldiers. In fact, it was not easy, especially in a chaotic situation where both sides were entangled.
Fortunately, the Rotterdam Cavalry had made arrangements early in the morning, and their tactical execution was quite good.
They took out chain flying hammers that looked like hinges used for cannons. These little things with two round metal balls connected by chains in the middle was a simplified version of a tripwire. They were thrown directly at the leg of the Death Knight's horse. Under the effect of inertia, the small ball would naturally spin around the horse's leg. Regardless of whether it was a dead horse or a flaming horse, its speed would still be reduced.
Most of the cavalries got rid of their opponents. The Hand of Silver was in charge of the rear position.
The Death Knights who did not receive new orders chose to pursue. Just as the Alliance Cavalry pulled away from the Death Knights, bright lights flashed on both sides of the hills.
The Dalajan Mages!
Even when the main battlefield was at its most critical, Duque did not send out these killing weapons like the Pharaoh. Even when the Ogre mages appeared on the battlefield and beat up the mages of the Storm King Family and the Rotterdam Kingdom on the two hills, Duque did not use them at all.
Good steel should be used on the blade's edge.
In Duque's opinion, a battle of attrition between a Mage and a Warlock was too boring. If he wanted to use it, he would use it to eliminate the enemy's elites.
This was only the second battle at the Dark Portal. Before the Doomsday Army came out, the Death Knights of the Horde were very valuable. Although the bodies of these Death Knights belonged to Stormwind City, their souls were those of Gul 'dan's Warlocks who were killed by Orgrim.
Only these Warlocks could allow newborn Death Knights to easily grasp dark magic.
It doesn't matter if these Warlocks are high-ranked Warlocks or Apprentice Warlocks, in any case, one dead is one less. As long as they die here, Paladins can purify their souls, even Gul 'dan can't resurrect them as Death Knights!
The name of the battle this time was [Beastman's Blood].
With the amplification of the battle magic formation, the power and range of each Mage's magic were greatly increased. The money spent on this magic formation alone was enough to equip an infantry regiment of 5000 people.
It was all worth it.
The huge fireball that blotted out the sky and covered the earth poured down from the hills on both sides, leaving long trails of flames behind. That spectacular scene made countless people raise their eyebrows. Even the retreating Rotterdam Cavalry and Paladins of the Silver Hand couldn't help but be tongue-tied.
It was too magnificent.
The fireballs that poured down from both sides were like two huge waterfalls of fire, easily crossing the distance of hundreds of meters and blasting towards the Death Knights!
The fireballs fell on the ruins of Southshore like a torrential rain, causing an effect that exceeded everyone's imagination. Southshore, which had become incomparably dilapidated after the battle between Antonidas and Gul 'dan, was now injected with the elemental life force called flames and came to life.
Everything surged with flames, and everything they touched was violently dyed in the color of flames, forming a scene that seemed like the end of the world.
At first, the Death Knights who had lost their senses were still chasing the Alliance Cavalry on their Undead warhorses, but soon, they were drowned by the explosion. The terrifying explosion plowed through the ruins of Southshore again.
After a round of attacks, there was nothing left to continue standing in the flames.
"Hahaha! Perish, dirty bones! "
"Really go to hell, don't stand up again!"
The Rotterdam Cavalry vented their frustrations from being suppressed just now. Even with the blessing of Uther's Holy Light, they could not fight like real Paladins, after all. That had nothing to do with combat skills, and was purely suppressed by the evil power of the enemy.
Now, they vented to their hearts' content.
"Woo! Woo! Woo!" The horn sounded. It was a signal for all the cavalrymen to retreat.
"We're still retreating!?" Turayan frowned.
Noxus laughed. "Hahaha! Duque is really greedy, but I like it! Hahahaha! "
On the other side, Duque contacted Gina Goldsword directly through magic communication!
"Ms. Goldsword, how's General Daelin?!" Duque asked urgently.
"Coming!"
Almost in response to Daelin's confident answer, the sails of Kurdilas' fleet appeared in everyone's field of vision.
The Orcs were alarmed.
Almost every Orc commander realized that they were in big trouble.
That's right, the coastline of Southshore was the widest, and the most suitable for a landing battle. The problem was that if they could not attack, the hundreds of thousands of Orcs would all be squeezed on the narrow and long coastline.
They would be the best targets for the fleet's cannons!
On the flagship, seeing so many tribes squeezed on the coast, General Daelin was ecstatic. "Open all the cannons and use the grapeshot. I want these green-skinned creatures to go to hell!"
It was early in the morning, and the wind was right. It was perfect for Kurdilas' fleet, which used sails.
The sail, which was originally just a tiny dot, rapidly expanded in everyone's field of vision.
There was a sudden burst of cheers that could turn the entire world upside down.
"Hooray!"
"Blast those bastard green-skinned creatures to death!"
"Don't even think about charging over. Just stay down there and take the cannons!"
The Orcs launched a desperate charge, trying to break through the defense line of the hill. Even the Ogre mages were charging, but the Dalajan mages suppressed the Ogre mages very well.
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