: Section 47: Waaaaaaagh!

Western Plaguelands, Hearth Valley.
Barnazal, the dreadlord who occupied the Lord of Dassauhan, has acted more cautiously since he controlled the Scarlet Crusade here.
Now the Undead Scourge is temporarily over, the Lich King Company is completely bankrupt in the Eastern Kingdom Continent, and the current Undead Scourge in both the Eastern and Western Plagues are all defeated soldiers without heads.
In case the Titan deity discovered his secret, the ending must be terrible. Barnazal has no brain damage to want to be enemies with the Titan deity. He only wants to enjoy life in the flowery world of Azeroth. Reap the souls of mortals and corrupt their will.
Would you like to shrink your troops again, after all, it is now in a sensitive period, yourself. . .
"Waaaaaagh !!!"
A loud roar from a distance instantly interrupted Banazal's thinking.
After a while, a Scarlet Crusade soldier ran up the city in panic, and came behind Lord Sohan.
"Lord Lord, no ... it's not good ... The enemy sentiment found at the frontier post on the hillside is, yes ... countless orcs!"
Barnazar was very puzzled by the words.
Orc? There is no antagonism between Hearth Valley and the new tribe, what are they doing here?
As for the Iron Horde, Banazaar directly ruled out this possibility.
Nonsense, if it is the Iron Horde, the Black Dragon Cavalry has long appeared in the sky here.
The sound of battle could already be heard in the distance, and the noise of the collision of weapons was mixed with the screams of soldiers before they died. Banazaar heard clearly.
Then, the blood-colored soldiers on the city wall saw the enemy.
It was a green tsunami like sewage. The densely packed orcs gathered together agitatedly, with no formation at all.
Their weapons and armor are also torn, and some orcs are simply wearing a pair of broken pants, and they are waving wildly with a big wooden stick in their hands, which they do not know where to pick it from.
Several unusually rough catapults were pulled up by the orcs and aimed at the wall not far in front.
"Waaaagh!"
A roar of what seemed to be a command came from the crowd of beasts, and Barnazar found the tall orc wearing armor pieced together from rusty iron.
A large group of green-skin goblins were bound with strong explosives, and quickly jumped into the stone loading position of the catapult, with a scream of excitement in his mouth.
Immediately, a stone-throwing cart projected these goblins toward the city wall. Several goblins fell directly on the nearby ground due to improper operation of the Green Orc, and then directly exploded, instantly killing many Green Orcs.
The injured orc instantly angered, picked up the goblins he could grab around him, and tore them directly in half, and the colorful internal organs flowed to the ground.
The big warlords don't care about these confusions at all. Anyway, what they want green skin to do is to die if they die.
And those green-skin goblins that were successfully projected on the city wall ran towards the crowded place with great agility after landing.
The Scarlet soldiers did not respond at all, and the scene in front of them was really weird.
For the first time, they saw this extremely chaotic army, and for the first time saw catapults projecting living creatures.
They quickly paid the price.
A violent explosion sounded everywhere. These rough and temporarily made by Heisuo Caichai were of serious quality, but the explosive power of the explosion was accompanied by the sharp smile of the green-skin goblin. Limbs are flying around.
The soldiers finally responded. They hurriedly divided a group of soldiers and went to kill the green-skin goblins that were still rushing around the city. The remaining large troops began to fight back against the green-skins under the wall.
The Green Orcs had launched a charge, and they had no defensive measures, just rushed towards the city gate, trying to blast the heavy gate with explosives in their hands.
Scarlet soldiers don't need to aim at all. They just shoot arrows or throw stones at the walls of the city. With their eyes closed, they can destroy one or two green orcs.
Lord Dassauhan was violently attacking, standing on the city's head and carefully watching these green orcs. He was now sure that this was by no means a force of the new tribe.
This is not an orc unit on either side.
Normal orcs are never so chaotic and suicidal. Even the fallen orcs who are completely polluted by evil energy will not look like this bird.
Where did these orcs come from?
There was a loud noise under the head of the city, and the thick city gate was blown to pieces together with a group of green orcs.
Immediately afterwards, it was natural that the green skins crowded into the city of Hearth Valley, and then staged a stampede.
A large number of green-skin goblins and green orcs who accidentally fell down were instantly trampled by the green-skin army into a disgusting flesh and blood.
"Quickly meet the enemy! The orcs are coming into the city!"
Heartbreaking shouts rang everywhere, and the blood-colored soldiers on the wall immediately ran towards the gate.
Near the gate of Fireplace Valley has become a ruin. The green skins are setting fire around, lighting up houses one after another, or directly grabbing the green skin goblins around them, or even the human amputated limbs, and eaten on the spot.
They have no military discipline and no purpose, they just want to break into the city and then wreak havoc.
When the Scarlet Crusaders regrouped and attacked the greenskins again, the chaotic beasts stopped destroying and eating, and continued to attack the enemies in front of them.
The green-skin goblins were still bound around with explosives all over the city, and the green-skin orcs attacked the front of the Scarlet Crusade wave after wave, and then all died, and then a new batch of green flooded outside the gate Pi, continue to repeat the above process.
They seem to be endless and never kill.
The corpses in front of the human defense line have been piled up like mountains, like small smelly green slopes.
Banazal controlled Dassohan's body, wielding the great sword in his hand and slashing one green skin after another. Even the Dreadlord, he felt his hands cut and numb at the moment.
Finally, after killing the green skin that I don't know is the first few waves, there was no standing orc in the city.
The enemy finally seems to stop attacking?
They finally discovered that this is meaningless suicide?
Outside the city, the green-skinned warlord looked at the troops that had shrunk by at least two thirds, and nodded his huge ugly head with satisfaction.
and many more. . . Why is there such a large amount of garbage in pants?
"Waaaaagh !!"
The scarlet soldiers in the city shattered their faces when they heard the familiar roar.
Sure enough, a large group of seemingly endless green orcs rushed in, and those agile little men who were bound with explosives.
There was another burst of explosions and the clutter of various weapons colliding in the Valley of Fireplace ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The great warlord retreated with the remaining elite green skin.
When he came, there was a mighty endless army, there was no way to grow grass, and even the wandering ghouls would eat it for you.
When he went back, he became a small unit, and it was unremarkable on this vast plague.
On the hillside not far away, several scholars of the Night Child are recording data under the protection of the fanatical fanatics.
"Okay, this time the observation data is perfect, let this green leather warlord come a few more times, and these green leather can be sent to the real battlefield."
"Battle of Angela?" The captain of the fanatics looked curious.
The scholar immediately shook his head. "That's not worthy of being called a real battlefield. The Burning Legion is. These disgusting green skins are the best cannon fodder for fighting with demons."