At this moment, thousands of possibilities flashed through Kudran's mind.
For a moment, Kudran was almost certain that this was a conspiracy.
The timing was too coincidental!
The Eagle Nest Mountain was attacked, and you came. I didn't even ask for help!
Duque's speed was faster than those Death Merchants who came to resell arms when they smelled the scent of war.
The next second, Kudran smiled bitterly.
The Wildhammer Dwarves knew that the entire Lordaeron continent was in a mess. The Wildhammer Dwarves were not a completely isolated race. Even the merchants who frequented the Eagle Nest Mountain had told the Wildhammer Dwarves that the entire continent was at war.
From the Silverpine Forest in the west to the Hillsbrad Hills in the middle, and then to the Arathi Highlands in the east. However, the Wildhammer Dwarves had always been aloof from worldly affairs, which made them subconsciously reject the news that war was approaching.
In fact, just two weeks ago, he had received a long letter from Magni Bronzebeard. The letter detailed the Orcs' unreasonable territorial claims, and the most barbaric acts of genocide.
All resistance was executed.
Even if they surrendered, the dwarven slaves who were too troublesome or could not afford to keep them were executed.
Supervisors were executed when they were in a bad mood.
These barbaric green-skinned creatures did not care about the lives of people outside of their own race.
Or rather, they did not even care about the lives of their own people.
Unfortunately, this was not a good feeling. On one side, there were bandits who aggressively invaded his garden, and on the other side, there was a treaty that was almost like an alliance?
Duque saw Kudran's embarrassment. "No, no, no, great Wildhammer King. We are not the only ones here. At the request of Magni Bronzebeard, one of the leaders of the Alliance, 50,000 elite soldiers of the Alliance have been arrayed on the border of the Hinterlands. As long as you allow it, the warriors of the Alliance will definitely defeat these invaders for the Wildhammer Tribe. Don't worry, there are no additional conditions. "
Dwarves were people who could be persuaded by reason but not by force. Coercion and bribery would only make them give you a gun, and they would rather fight to the death with the Orcs than beg for mercy.
Duque's method of inducing people to join the Alliance made the Wildhammer Dwarves much more comfortable.
"Alright, in the name of the Wildhammer King, I accept the goodwill of the Alliance. As long as what my relative said is true, the Wildhammer Dwarves will join your Alliance. "
Duke smiled and immediately sent a magic message, "Illucia, let General Seamus advance at top speed."
The Stormwind elites who were already prepared for a rapid march abandoned all food and military supplies, and only brought their weapons and equipment with them as they trotted into the Hinterlands.
In the sky, Duke hugged Cirvanas's slender waist as Queen Sylvanas rained arrows down on the Horde that was running on the ground. At the same time, Duke used the system elf's scanning ability to mark out the Trolls hiding in the forest and quickly killed them with magic.
Yet, there were too many Of Hors.
The tribes that covered the mountains and plains swarmed towards Eagle Nest Mountain without any formation.
. of. Under, of, Wildhammof of Of, the Horde, the Horde. of Horde, the Tribes.
Under the command of General Seamus, the well-trained elite soldiers of the Stormwind Kingdom moved slowly.
Under the command of General Seamus, the well-trained Stormwind elites moved slowly. Only after the tribe had been baptized by the javelins thrown out from behind the shield wall would they be qualified to face the terrifying shield wall.
Only after the Horde was hit by the spears thrown from behind the shield wall would they have the right to face this terrifying shield wall. Behind the two rows of sword-and-shield soldiers were three rows of pikemen. They repeatedly thrust and retracted their pikes, ensuring that any Orc would have to face more than six pikes at the same time. This was definitely beyond the limits of the Orcs' martial arts.
The Orc slammed into the Shield Wall. Some parts of the Shield Wall had collapsed. The defenders there were unable to completely block the Orc's charge.
The rain of spears gave the Warriors time to repair their formation. They quickly stepped over their fallen comrades and filled the gaps in the formation.
The Trolls on the other side also threw spears. These primitive and crude stone spears did cause a lot of trouble for the humans.
At least, the penetration of these spears was limited. They could not compare to the penetration of metal spears.
When Seamus ordered the Warriors to increase the number of Warriors to three, the formation was finally stabilized.
The waves of Orcs crashed into the shield wall. Less of it was destroyed. In contrast, the Horde suffered a greater blow.
When the third wave of Horde arrived, the FFF flamethrower team arrived and taught the Horde a lesson.
Originally, General Seamus was already prepared to fight a fierce battle.
However, after the first wave of attacks, he was shocked to find that the people rushing out of the forest with weapons in their hands were actually the tribe's laborers.
Even though these labourers had decent fighting spirit, how could their fighting strength compare to a standard Orc Warrior's? Not to mention the elites of the Blackrock tribe.
Their height, strength, and speed were all reduced. This made the battle more like a civil war between two human kingdoms.
When the sun set, there were 40,000 Orc corpses on the battlefield at the foot of Eagle's Nest Mountain.
"A glorious victory!"
On the battlefield, the dwarven warriors who were fighting on the front line all let out excited cheers. Their new allies, the human warriors, smiled faintly. They did not seem very excited.
"What, humans don't even celebrate a victory now?" A Dwarf Warrior asked.
"Believe me, as long as it's a human warrior wearing the Griffin Emblem, every single one of them has killed two digits of Orcs. We've definitely seen more Orcs than you have. But the Orc laborers that came today cannot make us excited! "An elite warrior of the Griffin Legion replied.
Two hours later, Kudran Wildhammer received Duque and his party in the throne room of Eagle's Nest Mountain. He had thought that the leaders of the humans were mostly old-fashioned old men.
Obviously, his preconceived notions were wrong.
Apart from a human general in his 40s or 50s, everyone present looked too young.
Duke Marcus, a young man with a clean-shaven chin and a pair of deep black eyes, wore a blue and white mage robe. He was their commander.
Then there was a fellow who gave off a gentle golden glow and called himself a Holy Knight.
Finally, there was an elf girl with a wild and rebellious temperament. Although Kudran didn't think she was cute, her valiant and beautiful appearance still won Kudran's favor.
It was rare for Kudran to see so many special people. He was especially happy when Duque brought over a dozen barrels of wine. Now, he was very happy to get to know these people.
Dwarves were only brothers with men who could drink. Kudran made up his mind. Regardless of whether Duque was weak or not, those who could drink were brothers!
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