Chapter 257 The defeated tribe
When the heroes are fighting each other, the entire battlefield has been biased towards the alliance under the attack of the high elves and the human coalition forces.
Zujin, whom Liadrin and Grants greeted emphatically, was already covered with scars all over his body at this time, and his original idea of breaking through Silvermoon City had completely dissipated.
The old slicker didn't start thinking about running away until he woke up from his dream at this moment. He clearly saw the current situation. After this battle, the forest troll had no chance to win Quel'Thalas.
Nalorak and Akirsson under him were all stopped by Kane, Jieer, Luti and others one by one. It would be better to say that Dakala can rely on the blessing of the Bobcat Spirit to persist under Kane. Zukin was very surprised by the long time.
However, the defeat has been accomplished. Zujin is now thinking about how to sneak back to Zul'Aman and continue to accumulate strength under the premise of preserving the Amani tribe. As for the evil branch priest Hex and others who were stopped by Hamuul and other heroes... Who cares about them ! Anyway, these guys originally joined the coalition forces with evil intentions.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, the battle between Orgrim and Charlemagne was the first to decide the winner. At this time, Orgrim had been hit by the arrow of order that Charlemagne had been preparing for a long time.
Although most of the impact was blocked with the Hammer of Doom, Orgrim, who was half-kneeling on the ground with the Hammer on the ground and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, had obviously lost most of his fighting power.
"Great Chief!"
Just as Charlemagne was about to end Orgrim, under Zuluhed's desperate order, three adult red dragons sprayed flames in the direction of Charlemagne at the same time.
Of course, Zuluhed himself was not so lucky. The old warlock who was distracted by him was beaten to the ground by Lilith who seized the opportunity. If he hadn't used the fel shield at the last moment, this guy would have It was cooked.
"Tsk!"
In desperation, Charlemagne could only use his escape skills to leave this fiery hell, and the grove where he was standing just now was soon enveloped in flames.
"Woo~ woo!"
Following the sound of the Horde's retreat horn, one of the adult red dragons grabbed Orgrim and flew back under Zuluhed's final order. At the same time, the red dragons knowingly sprayed a large amount of dragon breath at the alliance air force. stopped their pursuit.
At the same time, Gul'dan didn't care about giving the last blow to Crisha, who was no longer able to fight back, and jointly cast spells with Cho'gall and other warlocks, releasing a super-large rain of flames, and then brought his raiding clan and the Twilight's Hammer clan began to retreat.
The flames of the red dragon and the rain of flames of the warlocks blocked the alliance's pursuit. Seeing that they could not catch up with Charlemagne, they ignored them for the time being. They began to let the mages quickly extinguish the fire with a distressed face. After all, this is the land of the high elves. !
However, it was too late after all. This area that was tortured by the flames finally turned into a piece of scorched earth. Under the flames of the red dragon, even the vitality of the land may be affected. If you want to restore the green grassland and The dense forest does not know how many years it will take.
Hamuul stepped forward and patted the gloomy Charlemagne on the shoulder, "Don't worry, with the high elf druids around, it's relatively easy to restore the forest's ecology, and I'll also persuade the Cenarion Council to come along help."
Under the comfort of Alleria and Cirvanas, he quickly regained his composure. After the mages extinguished the fire, the tribe had already withdrawn for a long distance under the cover of the red dragon. If they chased again, those lives might be threatened. The grown-up red dragon is about to get real.
Charlemagne shook his head and stopped Tulayan, who was about to pursue him, "Forget it, anyway, the tribe was almost disabled in this battle, and Orgrim was also seriously injured. I think they should find a hiding place to recuperate. fan."
"Besides, those adult red dragons haven't exerted their full strength. It's troublesome to push them into a hurry. Let's let these tribes go for now. After this battle, the coalition forces of orcs and trolls should have completely collapsed."
When the tribe retreated just now, Charlemagne clearly saw that these defeated tribes were basically divided into two groups. Zujin and his Amani clan were obviously fleeing towards the mountains in the east. This old cunning probably wanted to hide back. No longer participate in Horde battles in Zul'Aman.
The forest trolls headed by Xiezhi continued to retreat with the orcs, but the trolls, a selfish race, would definitely not continue to help them seeing that the orcs had no use value.
Hex, the priest of the Evil Branch tribe, will probably bring most of the trolls back to the Hinterlands or the Arathi Highlands, and the only ones who will stay to help the tribe should be some little ones who have no fixed place to live. tribe.
Turalyon, who originally wanted to chase after him, thought about it carefully, and finally agreed with Charlemagne's judgment. Anyway, it won't be too late to chase after the alliance is repaired. At that time, as long as the time comes to search the Eversong Forest carefully and go to East Lordaeron, the total Will find these hidden tribes.
Besides... this battle alliance has achieved great gains.
Turayang looked at Zuluhed lying on the ground like a dead dog and the other captured orcs and trolls, and immediately **** these captives with Charlemagne's consent.
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"Phew... it's finally over for now."
After reporting the battle process to the Kingdom of Kael'thas and the council, Charlemagne brought the three Aurelia sisters and a group of relatives and friends back to the Far Traveling Village. Delineated defense zone.
Although there is still some finishing work left in this war for the Alliance, at least the Battle of Quel'Thalas has been completely over. Kael'thas and the Council still sent some ranger troops to help the Alliance wipe out the orcs, but Charlemagne was He intends to stay at home to recover from the trauma of the war on Quel'Thalas.
Sylvanas was no longer interested in the crippled tribes, so he handed over half of the ranger troops to Halduron, ordering him to continue chasing the tribes with Turalyon, while he stayed leisurely Yuanxing Village and its sisters, relatives and friends arranged for the return of the people of Fengxing Village.
On the square road outside the village, Charlemagne and others were seeing off Turayang and Halduron. After a night of repairs, Turayang decided to go on the road again to find the whereabouts of the tribe.
"Charlemagne, I'll leave first while I'm on military duty. Remember to come to Lordaeron for a drink with me when you have time."
Charlemagne smiled and gave Turayang a man's hug, "No problem! When we deal with the mess in the country, we will go to the front again to help you and Marshal Lothar, although I don't think you need much help anymore. "
Turayang also smiled and patted Charlemagne on the back, "Haha! Then I will accept your good words. I hope this war will end soon and all countries can return to the track of peace."
I really dare not say anything about the future direction of this war to Charlemagne. History has been changed by him. Orgrim, who was supposed to lead at least 2W orcs to continue westward, now has only nearly 10,000 remnants of soldiers, and even he himself has suffered seriously injured.
What action the great chief will take next is even unclear to him, whether to find a place to hide and lick his wounds or...
(end of this chapter)