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- It was midnight.
The torrential rain for days finally stopped at dusk, and the abundant rainfall almost turned the Hillsbrad Hills into a swamp that was difficult to navigate.
At this moment, the highland knights from Stromgarde were moving silently on the muddy road.
After defeating the blocking defense line set up by the Horde in the area of ??Thoradin's Wall, the Alliance's reinforcement vanguard finally crossed the ruins of Durnholde Castle and advanced towards the goal.
The road under the horseshoe began to spread to the south and north and branched into two completely different roads.
To the north is the established goal of the Highland Knights - Tarren Mill, which is occupied by the Horde; and to the south the people of Stromgarde who rush to help can see the light of the sky appearing at the end of the distant horizon - there is the town that is being occupied by the Horde. Nanhai Town was besieged by tribes frantically.
Prince Garin Trollbane was at the center of the vanguard, with his bodyguards and heralds bearing banners gathered around him. A cavalry squad whose weapons were completely different from those of the surrounding Highland knights advanced silently in the darkness until they got close to Prince Garin's Praetorian Guards. At the front of this cavalry team wrapped in red and white jerseys, Alessandro Mograine nodded slightly to the knights of the guard who were loyal to their duties and then rode forward, straight to Galin* Trollbane and his staff.
The order to stop advancing has been conveyed to the entire army by the heralds. The highland knights who received the order are seizing the limited time to take care of their mount partners, or drink water, eat, and replenish their physical strength.
The scouts who were sent out to observe the situation have also returned and are now reporting their observations in front of the young prince, which attracted the attention of the "Ashbringer".
"Your Highness, the fire is very fierce!" one of the scouts said, "Nanhai Town is almost entirely in flames. The port area has been captured. The battlefield seems to be full of enemies, but most of the tribe's elite forces seem to have been devoted to attacking the port. area and the clearing and occupation of the tidal flat area.¡±
"Damn it, we're still late!" The scout's investigation results made the young Prince Garin Trollbane frown. He turned slightly anxiously and turned to old Mograine and said, "Maybe Southsea Town doesn't exist at all. If they don¡¯t know the news of our departure, the defenders in the city may feel extremely desperate.¡±
"As a commander, there is no benefit in being impatient and worried, young prince." Alessandro Mograine gently patted Prince Garin's shoulder while mobilizing the Holy Light to ease the young man's anxious expression. Sentiment says: "People won't tolerate being late in times of urgency. But it's better late than never."
"Perhaps this time people will find that the ancient proverbs have never been so appropriate."
"However, we may have to slightly change our established strategy" The raging flames in Nanhai Town made old Mograine's eyes flash with hatred and anger, and a crazy idea emerged in his mind: "Is there any reconnaissance? To the tribe¡¯s arrangement outside Nanhai Town?¡±
"According to our observation, there don't seem to be many people staying in the hilly area outside Nanhai Town," the scout named by the Ashbringer thought for a moment before giving the answer: "And they are spread out widely, and the vigilance is also very lax."
"Your Highness, maybe we should give those greenskins a surprise before joining the Wildhammer dwarves." Turning to look at Garin Trollbane beside him, the old Mograine's eyes flashed with a breathtaking look. Han Mang: "Not only announce our arrival to the defenders of Nanhai Town. At the same time, try to relieve the pressure on Nanhai Town."
"What are we going to do?"
The Ashbringer's suggestion made Prince Garin look confused. Looking at the famous Lord of the Scarlet Crusade, the questions in his mind blurted out.
¡°It¡¯s very simple!¡±
Old Mograine untied the hatchet-like Ashbringer wrapped in linen from behind. The murderous reply came;
"Kill to the gates of Nanhai Town!"
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In the dark night, the blazing flames hovering over Nanhai Town in the distance are almost the best beacons.
The highland knights of Stromgarde silently embarked on the journey to Southsea Town. Nearly ten thousand highland knights gathered slowly, just like a torrent that broke through the dam and rolled over the Hillsbrad Hills.
The commander of the tribe seemed to be focusing all his attention on the city that was about to fall, and did not notice at all that there were loopholes in his foolproof plan.
All of this made old Mograine's raid plan proceed extremely smoothly.
The panicked shouts of the tribesmen came from the battlefield, as well as the brief sound of gold and iron clashing.
The orc troops remaining on guard in the outer areas of Nanhai TownThe number was very small, and they seemed not to have expected such a sudden attack. Facing nearly 10,000 fully armed highland knights, they were quickly defeated or easily defeated by the lances and horse-cutting swords in the hands of the knights. It was dispersed.
Led by old Mograine and Prince Garin, the Highland Knights were unstoppable. As for the sporadic encounters with the orc wolf knights along the way, it may be because they are few in number, each team has no more than a hundred people, or maybe the raid is so sudden that these tribal soldiers lose their fighting spirit and often collapse at the first touch. This left the army of highland knights from Stromgarde alone on the battlefield.
Even when the scarred and broken city walls of Nanhai Town were visible in the distance, they still did not encounter any threatening interception, nor did they encounter any organized tribal troops.
The air was filled with the smell of fire and death.
In a tribal camp not far from Nanhai Town, Lieutenant Varokkar of Stromgarde was leading a thousand-man cavalry team to frantically kill the tribal peons who had been stunned by the sudden attack, and renovated the newly built ones in the camp. The siege equipment was completely destroyed. As for the originally high-spirited tribal siege troops, they were driven by cavalry and fell into the trench burning with flames
In just a few hours, half of the Hillsbrad Hills was easily recaptured. The enemy's camp set up in front of Nanhai Town was caught in a sea of ??flames. The small number of defense troops and the large number of remaining orc peons seemed like Driven prey generally flee in all directions.
Cyclone, Lien Chan!
The fruitful results of the battle boosted the morale of the knights in Stromgarde and filled them with joy. However, unlike those high-spirited highland knights, the overlord of the Scarlet Crusade, who had been in battle for a long time, felt a hint of uneasiness in his heart.
Along the way, there was such weak resistance from the tribe. Let old Mograine smell something bad!
When did the tribe become so vulnerable?
Talking about the fighting power of the tribe. Especially the fighting ability of the orcs. I'm afraid there is no one with a greater say than these Paladins who fought on the front lines of World War I and World War II!
Thinking of the strange conditions along the way and the empty defenses of the tribal camp, alarm bells suddenly rang in old Mograine's mind!
"Gather! Gather!"
The hoarse shouts of the Ashbringer seemed so small amidst the cheerful shouts of the Highland Knights.
Thinking of some terrible possibility, Alessandro Mograine ignored the surprise of his subordinates from the Scarlet Crusade and some of the highland knights serving as guards. He suddenly pulled the reins and galloped his horse for a few steps. He grabbed a huge horn from the flag officer and blew it with all his strength!
In desperation, old Mograine even subconsciously used the power of the Holy Light. This power was so powerful that even the horn made of Thunder Lizard horns could not withstand this power and exploded into pieces after a moment.
¡°Woo~~~~~~~¡±
Fortunately, the distant and low sound of the horn still resounded throughout the battlefield, and those highland knights who were still chasing the remaining enemies of the tribe almost subconsciously looked back to the direction of the king's flag. And after hesitating for a moment, he turned the horse's head and moved closer to the direction of the Scarlet Crusade Lord.
pity. The Ashbringer woke up too late
As if in response to the previous horn sound, the continuous sound of war drums suddenly sounded from all directions, instantly interweaving into a heroic symphony. The deafening sound of drums and horns swept across the plains and hills around Nanhai Town like thunder and lightning.
In the astonished and horrified eyes of the highland knights, groups of orc warriors wearing helmets and armors and fully armed stepped out quickly and silently from the jungle behind the distant hills. The sharp edge of the battle ax shimmered with orange light against the firelight. The light came from all directions and connected instantly!
Tens of thousands of orc elites appeared on the battlefield with heads held high and full of fighting spirit, and gradually gathered into a seemingly impenetrable line of defense, blocking the retreat and transfer of Stromgarde reinforcements.
Especially in front of the defense line, thousands of elite orc wolf knights have unknowingly set up their frontline formations, roaring and charging towards the highland knights who are trying to reorganize their formation!
The situation on the battlefield was instantly reversed. The Highland Knights who were hunters before instantly became the prey of the Orc Wolf Knights!
"Whole team. Face the enemy!"
There was no time to wait for the messy formation of his subordinates to regroup. Prince Garin Trollbane, who had come to his senses, was already waving his lance and shouting orders. The horse under the crotch even ran wildly under the control of Prince Jialin.
Behind him, the flag of Stromgarde was flying in the night wind, and the majestic horses were flying under the night sky.Galloping on the grassland, some of the Highland knights who reacted quickly followed behind without hesitation and gradually adjusted their formation during the charge. As for the old Mograine holding the Ashbringer, he rushed towards the enemy and even crossed over. The Prince of Stromgarde was the first to charge.
The distance of several miles is fleeting for the cavalry, but in just a moment, the two torrents of steel have collided together without giving in!
"Qiang!"
The holy light bursting out from the Ashbringer's sword was still bright and surging, but this time the Ashbringer's sharp blow to the opponent's head was suddenly blocked by a strange-shaped battle axe!
This made Alessandro Mograine's heart sink suddenly.
"Long time no see, Mograine"
A low and majestic greeting came from the helmet of the wolf knight holding a battle axe, and the howling night wind blew the pale snow-like hair around the other's neck. A force that was stronger than old Mograine suddenly erupted, easily pushing the Ashbringer away for a distance, and then in the next second, accompanied by the voice, a fierce slash was already rushing towards old Mograine's head. Cut off the waist:
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