Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 201: 24. Dragonmaw Clan MVP! The War Tribe Wins Without Anything - Extra Update for Brother "Huo Zheng Ting Hao" [35]

"Charge! Kill! In the name of the Mag'har, kill these greenskins!"

Gaiara excitedly threw his javelin, knocking down the two-headed dragon that was flying down from the sky. He then drew his battle axe and pounced on the dragonmaw orc, chopping it down with unparalleled swiftness and killing it with a dazed look.

Under her command, the K'ure warriors stationed at the Redridge Mountains logging camp also took to the air to meet the enemy.

She didn't have many arakkoa under her command, and some of them were seconded by General Gavinrad to go on reconnaissance. Facing the Dragonmaw Clan that came out in full force, they felt a little weak. Those lunatics brought almost all the two-headed dragons they had, but it was still not enough, resulting in the dragons being crowded with warriors.

Hey!
This is dangerous overloading! Didn't your Overseer tell you that this is dangerous driving?

Stop the dragon car!
Pull over and check!
"Roar"

Gaiara's lieutenant, the powerful Highmaul Ogre Centurion Tormok, rushed forward and gathered his strength, smashing the stone hammer in his hand into the sky.

The stone hammers held in both hands of the human were smashed out like flying hammers, whistling and hitting a two-headed dragon that had difficulty dodging due to overload. The orcs screamed and turned into elbows to hit it, but they were torn into pieces by the crow people in the air before they landed on the ground.

The Redridge Lumberyard was not a good combat area. It lacked cover and was filled with flammable wood. Facing the constant breath of the dragon, the K'ure warriors fought quite uncomfortably.

But they knew very well that the Dragonmaw Clan's advance was only to clear obstacles for the subsequent greenskin attack, and the army of the War Horde could break through the Redridge Mountain outposts and enter the vicinity at any time.

"Captain Gayala, the civilians in Lakeside Town haven't been evacuated yet."

A Draenei garrison officer rushed over, wiped the blood from his face, and shouted to Gaiara:

"They've been at peace for too long and have lost all conception of war. The transfer Mayor Solomon initiated a few days ago is too slow. At this rate, they won't be able to leave Redridge Mountains before the Wolf Riders arrive."

"Then what can I do?"

Gaiara spread his hands and said helplessly:

"Those fools called me a greenskin and cursed me to death. They were crazy. Are they blind to see that I am a genuine brown orc of the Mag'har? Damn it, I am too lazy to explain this to them.

We are so few in number, let alone helping to evacuate them, just being able to break through the greenskin massacre is a blessing for everyone."

"But we can't just wait like this."

The Draenei garrison commander thought for a moment and said:
"Send some of our men to help them, and the rest to assist in the defense of Stonewall Fortress. Those dragons are out to destroy the fortress! We have experience fighting dragons before, but humans don't."

"Okay, divide the troops."

Gaiara grabbed the flying axe and smashed it out, killing a wolf cub that jumped out of the shadows. She said:

"Tormok and I will stay here with the Mag'har and the ogres. You draenei go rescue them. Oh, don't make it hard on yourselves. Save as many as you can."

After both parties reached an agreement, they took their own actions.

The logging camp was very close to the Stonewall Fortress, and Gaiara led his warriors to charge all the way there.

She held the Stone Heart Ring in her hand. Although its power was weakened in this world, it was still not something that ordinary greenskins could resist. With her as the vanguard, the team was unstoppable. But just as they approached the Stonewall Fortress, they saw the dragons besieging the fortress.

The nightmare dragons led by Lord Lethon surrounded the fortress and continuously breathed out that hideous and terrifying poison. Although it was not dragon fire, this thing was contaminated by fel energy after landing, which was much more dangerous than ordinary dragon fire.

A magic dragon landed on the ground and destroyed the city wall with its claws, and the gate of the stone fortress was blown away.

This time, there was no way to stop the orc destroyers that jumped down from the two-headed dragons. They rushed into the fortress with roars and started to massacre the human soldiers who were besieged by the dragons and were at a loss.

There were also grinning orc warlocks who laughed wildly and threw hellfire into the fortress, knocking down the solid walls, and then creating burning giants running around.

"Hopeless."

The brave centurion in steel armor, Tomok, leaned on his guillotining sword and shook his head, saying:
"Their air defenses are severely inadequate. Now they can only engage in street fighting with the orcs in the castle. But with the destructive power of the Demon Blood Orcs, let's go. Gaiara, the people here are hopeless. Don't let us get involved too."

Gayala was hesitant.

If she was facing a fortress of the Alliance of K'ure, she would definitely go up and fight without hesitation. That was the Mag'har orcs' oath to their homeland and it could not be violated. But humans were not necessarily very nice to her either.

Although she could tolerate humans insulting her, an innocent brown-skinned person, because of the green-skin rebellion, the matter now concerned her life and the lives of her warriors.

"Gayala, this has nothing to do with humans!"

A Mag'har Pure Warsong Shaman with elemental tattoos on his face stepped forward and whispered to Gaiara:

"This is a war between us and the greenskins! Even though we've left Draenor, have you forgotten the Mag'har's oath? If you dare to escape here, do you believe that Garrosh will kill you?"

"Yeah! This has nothing to do with humans."

Gaiara suddenly became clear about his belief. No matter who was being hurt by the greenskins, the feud between the Mag'har and the war tribe would not be eliminated.

Saving those humans is just a matter of convenience, the real problem is that the greenskins must die!
"Come at me!"

The Frostwolf Daughter picked up her battle axe and rushed forward, chopping down several greenskins who wanted to stop her with a few moves. The fanatical young men and women of Mag'har also followed their commander and rushed forward with howls.

This scene made Tormok and his ogre warriors look at each other in bewilderment. An ogre warrior wearing steel armor scratched his head and asked:
"Boss, what about us? Should we go up?"

"Fight, what else can I do?"

Centurion Tormok spread his hands and said:
"The Wizard Sovereign has ordered us to spread the name of the Gorian Empire wherever we go, so that even these otherworldly humans will know who the sole king of Draenor is. On the bright side, if we achieve meritorious service here, Mar'gok will surely reward us when we return home!"

"Ow!"

The ogre barbarians, who were not very good at thinking, immediately let out a war cry and followed their extremely brave centurion to charge out. Their target was not the orcs, but the dragon that had landed and was destroying the city wall.

The Gorian ogres have a tradition of challenging the strong.

More importantly, just look at the dragon bone decorations on Tomok's armor and the dragon tooth sword at his waist and you will know that they are not afraid of dragons.

The last time they fought in the battle of Shattrath City, they killed a dragon and roasted it over a fire. The ogre warriors who survived the brutal battle to defend the city ate the delicious dragon meat for two days and two nights.

The feeling of a full stomach and lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.
Wow, it smells so good.

At this time, in the castle of Stonewall Fortress, the fully armed General Gavinrad was fighting frantically. Wielding a giant sword, he had lost count of how many orc soldiers he had killed, but he knew that he had to fight until he died.

As a general, Gavinrad knew very well that he and his warriors were trapped here by the dragon's raid and the orcs' siege. They were doomed to be unable to support the battlefield ahead. Even though Marshal Lothar had reinforced every outpost before, it was difficult for them to defend their positions given the orcs' all-out offensive today.

The orcs launched the war too quickly, and the kingdom has not yet completed its troop deployment.

He didn't even dare to think about the fate that awaited the kingdom after the Redridge Mountains were breached. That despair would weaken his fighting spirit. He could only fight now. This was the only thing he could do in his fortress.

There are only generals who died in battle, but no Gavinrad who escaped!
"puff"

Another ferocious greenskin was chopped to the ground by him.

The general gasped and wiped the blood off his face. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his anger was burning particularly fiercely today, especially when facing these greenskins. The endless anger made him almost unable to feel the disappearance of his physical strength, as if he could keep fighting like this.

Moreover, the boundaries of the legendary warriors that had been unable to break through were also loosening. Perhaps today the kingdom would have another legendary guard.

"What are you doing?"

Gaiara's incoherent human phrases rang out from around the corner, and she shouted angrily:
"You're the general! You know we should break out now! Retreat with your soldiers! There's no point dying here. How can you be a commander like you?"

"Can't get out."

Gavinrad dragged his greatsword in a pool of blood and saw Gaiara and her Mag'har warriors. They fought their way into the castle, cleared out some greenskins, and gathered some human warriors to fight with them.

But facing Gayara's rebuke, General Stern shook his head and said:

"The Stonewall Fortress has a unique terrain. After being surrounded on all sides by greenskins using airborne attacks, the only way out is the cliff at the rear. However, it is nearly a hundred meters above the surface of Stillwater Lake, so there is no chance of survival if you jump down.

When the dragon attacked and besieged us here, our fate was sealed.

But I'll stay here.

I will defend my fortress. This is the duty entrusted to me by King Llane and Marshal Lothar!

I will stand guard here, shedding my last drop of blood for my kingdom. You lead my warriors and charge out. Foreign warrior, please tell Marshal Lothar and my majesty that I, Gavinrad, am no coward. "There's a cliff behind us. How are we supposed to charge?"

Gayala stomped her feet and cursed.

But she knew what Gavinrad meant. The Mag'har orcs had shamans. Under the protection of the power of wind and water, they would not necessarily die if they jumped from the stone wall cliff. They could also swim to the mountain plains on the opposite side to reorganize their defenses. The Moonbrook Brigade camp brought by Marshal Lothar was there.

Seeing that Gavinrad was determined to die, Gaiara did not try to persuade him.

The orcs respected warriors. She reached out and pounded her fist on her breastplate, bidding farewell to the brave general, then continued to gather human warriors in the castle with her own warriors.

The greenskins continued to pour into the Stonewall Fortress, and Gavinrad was guarding the passage at the entrance of the castle.

It was like a real-life version of "Plant Defense", he killed one by one. There were a lot of orcs, but the passage was so small. Good warriors knew how to use the terrain to weaken the enemy. Obviously, Gavinrad was also a master of tactics.

His feelings were right.

Today's anger was particularly vivid, and a layer of corpses soon fell in front of him, but this did not scare the greenskins. On the contrary, their rage driven by the magic blood made them eager to fight such a powerful opponent.

Zuluhed was about to leave, but when he turned back, he saw the human general fighting with the greenskins.

The warlock sneered, thinking that this guy was too cunning. He sneered and smashed a hellfire towards that place. The whistling meteorite hit the passage where Gavinrad was, smashing the bricks and stones while causing a ferocious magic fire giant to rise from the ground.

The general was knocked to the ground. As the world spun around him, he was hit on the face by a falling rock and seemed to be hallucinating.

Beyond the howling greenskins and the ferocious hellfire, a white wolf with no other colored fur was striding forward on the battlefield.

But now is not the time for him to think about these things!
The Hellfire roared and swung its claws to kill the human general here, but Gavinrad rolled to avoid the scorching bombardment, then rushed forward dragging his sword and jumped onto the Hellfire's scorching and terrifying lava shell.

He endured the pain of burning flesh and blood and plunged the giant sword into the blazing core of hellfire while roaring, causing the behemoth to explode with a howl.

The surge of fel energy swept away the surrounding orcs, and Gavinrad, who was severely burned, was still struggling after being knocked down.

His greatsword was melted, but that was okay.

He grabbed the bloody orc battle axe on the ground and rushed forward, swinging it in a whirlwind to cut in half all the orcs who dared to approach him. He was gasping for breath, his eyes blurred by the blood, and the burns on half of his body made him stagger.

But Gavinrad was not dead yet. He limped forward, dragging his battle axe with one hand.

The burning flames on half of his body made him look like an angry ghost crawling out of hell.

The orcs are retreating.

They finally felt a little fear.

The human in front of them reminded them of the Lightforged and Draenei led by Diak'um. Those lunatics who were brainwashed by faith fought in the same way.

If they have no weapons, they use their fists. If their fists are cut off, they use their teeth. Unless their heads are completely chopped off or their bodies are completely smashed, nothing can stop them from continuing to fight.

Blanch!
How did these weak humans learn this trick? So, does the Vigilant instill courage in all beings wherever he goes?

"Come here! Come here! Green pigs!"

Gavinrad roared out the orcish words he had learned.

He is provocative.

Unable to bear it any longer, the orc rushed forward and chopped Gavinrad's body with his battle axe, but he himself was knocked down and beheaded by the general with one axe.

This guy can no longer feel pain.

"Bah! What a bunch of trash!"

A dragonthroat warlock who was riding a dragon to support Chief Zuluhed cursed and let his dragon fly down, completely submerging Gavinrad with a fierce breath.

That undefeated will seemed to have finally collapsed.

Gavinrad fell in the corrosive toxin, his bloodstained eyes could no longer see the sky, but in the last moment of losing consciousness, in his shaking vision, he once again saw the strange white wolf.

It squatted on the battlefield in front of it, just looking at him.

The blood-red wolf's eyes sparkled as if it had discovered a gem.

In the last moment of his life, Gavinrad heard a desolate and distant wolf howl, as if it came from an ancient war.

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“We’ve caught up!”

Sir Lothar, carrying the holy sword Lionheart Slayer left to him by Medivh, pulled the reins of his horse and rushed up the hill. He saw the intact Lakeside Town on the other side of Lake Stillwater, which made him relieved.

"No, we didn't make it."

Then Diakum's voice sounded.

Following his finger, Lothar saw the burning Stonewall Fortress and the orc dragon flying in the air towards the depths of the distant Redridge Mountains.

"Gavinrad. Oh my god."

Lothar clenched his fists. He probably guessed the final outcome of the general he had promoted.

On the first day of the war, Stormwind Kingdom lost a warrior.

"Cover the evacuation of civilians."

Diakham said:
"Redridge Mountains cannot be held. You reacted too slowly, unprepared for the Greenskins' blitzkrieg. Even if you hold back the vanguard, once the War Horde's army arrives, rivers of blood will still flow here."

Lothar fell silent, but after a few seconds, he shook his head and said:

"No! We must fight! We must fight the orcs no matter what! The kingdom's warriors must understand what kind of enemy they are facing, and the kingdom's leaders must wake up.

The most important thing is that we have to persevere in order to convince Northern Xinjiang to send troops.
The value of united front work must be demonstrated through fighting!
It's not something I asked for.

Three days!

My soldiers and I must hold out in the Red Ridge Mountains for at least three days and three nights. The evacuation of the people will also take time, so we cannot retreat just like that."

The Vigilant did not object.

He is only Lothar's bodyguard now and cannot make decisions for him, but he looks at the determined Lothar with a gratified look, thinking that there is a reason why he can be the chosen son of heaven, and Kaishen really needs to learn from him.

"Stonewall Fortress has fallen."

Diakham said:
"You have to choose another position."

"Lakeside of Stillwater! We'll fight them right here at Lakeside Town. That bridge is the only facility that allows you to cross the lake in the plains. We'll plant explosives under the bridge and blow it up when we retreat."

Lothar said:
"That'll stop them for a while."

"Saint, those Dragonmaw Warlocks didn't support the battlefield, but instead ran away to the mountains. Perhaps they were looking for something strange."

Garona whispered:

"How about we go take a look?"

"No, let them be."

Diakum turned around and glanced at the two girls from the "Dragon Tour Group" behind him.

He confessed to the Holy Light in his heart that he would sit by and watch such an evil thing happen. He then whispered to the Shadow's evil laughter in his ears:

"That's not a good thing, but... it's not a bad thing either."

(End of this chapter)