In the face of the Orc warriors' heavy hammers, the Elven Warriors instinctively raised their shields to block according to the military training rules.
The Orc warriors' movements were too flawed. As long as they could withstand the first blow, the Elven Warriors would surely be able to kill these stupid and huge monsters in the next round of counterattacks.
If they could block the first blow …
As if they were rammed by a rampaging rhinoceros, a terrifying force so great that even their brains were instantly numbed came crashing down. Completely unprepared, most of the elven warriors were directly sent flying backwards, knocking over their comrades behind them. Still in mid-air, the Elves next to them could already see that the victim's left arm was unnaturally twisted.
There were at least ten places on the victim's arm that were bent, and a good arm had suddenly become like a snake. Needless to say, it was a completely comminuted fracture caused by the tremendous force.
It didn't matter if the Orc warriors were chopping, lifting, or sweeping. Every heavy blow was bound to send at least one Elven Warrior and his armor flying into the air.
That kind of violent power easily exceeded the Elven's closed and poor imagination.
The Orcs, who had entered melee combat, were on a killing spree.
More than two hundred huge holes immediately appeared on the entire front line.
Baron Sagunar, who had just argued with Aurelia, was on the front line. He himself was hit by an Orc's heavy hammer on his shield, but a powerful force far beyond his own saved his life. Even though he managed to withstand it, there was still a burning sensation in his left arm – his left arm was strained.
But his adjutant next to him wasn't so lucky. Even his shield was directly broken into three pieces. The Orc directly smashed his adjutant's brains with a backhand hammer.
Sagunar, whose face was covered in dirt, barely managed to deal with the Orc in front of him with a single sword strike, but he suddenly found that there was no one around him.
He glanced around and couldn't help but feel sad. More than fifty Elven Warriors around him had been crippled by a single round of attacks from a mere ten dead Orcs. Although only a dozen or so had actually died in battle, the rest either had broken arms and could no longer fight, or were directly scared silly. They wouldn't be able to participate in battle for a while.
Not to mention that more Orcs were rushing out of the fog at this time.
"Cover Fire! Don't stop! "Kael 'thas' order was as strict as a textbook.
If he didn't want his vanguard to collapse, it was necessary to temporarily suppress the enemy's offensive!
In theory, the flames that could destroy all armed forces in the world descended once again, roasting the earth and burning the enemies that rushed out.
However, not a single enemy fell.
This was because these enemies had bodies that were even bigger and sturdier than the Orcs. They had two heads and a few dazzling defensive spells.
[Fire Protection] was able to absorb fire damage.
[Ice Shield] that could absorb all damage.
[Magic Suppression], which reduced magic damage and healing.
If he said that this wasn't targeted, he would be lying to a fool!
These gigantic monsters that could fight, resist, and cast magic were taking heavy steps that could shake the earth. They cast all sorts of instant-cast magic against the elven mages while rapidly approaching the elven infantry, which was already on the verge of collapsing.
Kael 'thas' face turned green.
"Order the arcane automatons and mountain giants to charge!"
At this point in the battle, Kael 'thas felt very aggrieved. He had no choice but to invest the High Elves' land ace in advance. Using arcane automatons as guards had always been Silvermoon City's policy. This could make up for the lack of melee ability of the elves.
The mountain giants, on the other hand, were different.
Strictly speaking, the mountain giants were recruited after the Great Druid of the Night Elves communicated with the mountain giants and obtained their approval. As the High Elves were exiled, the current Cuel Salas basically lost contact with the mountain giants. These ten mountain giants were recruited with the help of a few druids who were willing to follow the High Elves to the Lordaeron Continent. They could be said to be the elves' treasures.
Now Kael 'thas had no choice but to play this hand in advance.
The appearance of the mountain giants was undoubtedly very shocking.
They had a humanoid form, a huge height of more than thirty meters, and their entire bodies were made of granite. Their arms alone were as thick as a carriage. In addition, their petrified skin was enough to withstand most cold weapons and their magic resistance was not weak.
This kind of elemental creature was definitely worthy of being called a war machine.
The mountain giant easily attracted the tribe's attention with a huge tree trunk as a weapon. The tribe immediately sent out a response weapon.
Gollons!
Compared to this terrifying creature, which was almost at the top of the food chain in Draenor, the already terrifying ogres that were four or five meters tall were just inferior versions of Gollons.
With a distinct inverted triangular body, a height of more than ten meters, at least twice the speed and strength of the mountain giants, the appearance of Gollons completely tipped the scales of victory in the tribe's favor.
Under the siege of a few Gollons, the powerful mountain giants were finished in less than three minutes. Not to mention the shorter and slower arcane automatons.
The entire elven frontline formation had been completely destroyed.
At this time, Orgrim raised the Hammer of Destruction, and a majestic Orc picked up the huge horn that hung from the podium to the ground, gathered all the air in his lungs, and blew on it.
A deep and loud battle cry pierced through the entire battlefield.
In the next instant, countless heavily armed Orc soldiers charged out of the fog.
They were different from the Orcs who were equipped like beggars. These Orcs were armed to the teeth. They were clad in heavy black armor and had black helmets on their heads. The horn-shaped spikes on their shoulder plates pointed to the sky.
They had a few small axes hanging on their waists, a fan-shaped shield in one hand, and a huge double-edged battle axe or war hammer in the other. Their heavy leg armor and iron shoes stepped on the verdant grassland, each step leaving a deep footprint, and the clanking sound of metal equipment as they ran became one.
There was no formation, only the momentum of a rushing river.
Like rivers converging into an ocean, countless elite Orc soldiers gathered into a torrent of steel, like marching ants, filling up all the gaps in Kael 'thas's field of vision.
They appeared all over the mountains and plains, like a tsunami on the surface of the sea when a storm rolled up. The huge wave easily destroyed everything that blocked its way along the way.
"No —" With Prince Kael 'thas's lament, almost all the strong men around him had consciously joined the frontline, trying to stabilize this collapsing front line.
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