Azeroth Trail of Light

Howling Bay, the Vrykul city of Yalebron, a fortified battle is underway.

The two fighting parties are the Orcs’ Expeditionary Army and the Vrykul garrisoned at Yalebron. The commander of the Expeditionary Force, King Saurfang, has decided to invade the Dragonblight. The city of Yalebron in the north of Howling Bay is theirs. The last obstacle, as long as this is overcome, the sea route leading to the Dragonblight Wilderness is officially opened.

The Vrykul clan living in Howling Bay is called the Dragon Clan. Before the earth was divided, they had lost their traditions and no longer believed in Odin, but gradually evolved into a secular civilization with a king. With a lord, in fact, if Northrend really has a master, the Vrykul should be one of them. These guys have lived here for tens of thousands of years and have already spread throughout Northrend.

Ymiron, the king of the Dragon-grabber clan, is said to be the most powerful warrior in history. He has died a long time ago, but recently, he seems to have come alive again, occupying the abandoned Utgarde Castle, and regaining the Howling Wind. The Gulf began its own evil reign.

But this guy is very unlucky. After the Northern Expedition began, the first silver hand paladin led by Old Fording and the Kul Tiras navy broke through the defense of the Dagger Bay of Utgarde Castle and burned the flames all the way. Near Utgarde Castle, for this reason, Ymiron had to call his tribe from the entire Howling Bay, before he suppressed the old Fordin's army at Vadgar.

But after finally waiting for Old Fording and his army to withdraw, the more combative orcs and tribal soldiers came again, and then the Vykul compatriots in the Hell Storm Bay. Their purpose was very clear, that is, to kill Iraq. Miron, re-spread Odin's beliefs on this land.

Their leader is the heroic warrior Gavincent, currently stationed in the port of Vadga, blocking the capital of the ancient Vykul, the tall and majestic Utgaard castle, in the southern part of the bay, every inch of land is contending. 'S and the main force of the Dragon Clan are engaged in a cruel battle.

But their war is more like a war of faith. There is almost no thirst for land. There is still a large area of ​​vacant space waiting for them to develop in Storm Bay, and Odin is not much interested in this enclave.

So what to do with the Vrykul here after the war is that Thrall is going to have a headache. At this time, Yalebron, who is blocking the orc army, is regarded as Ymiron’s military town in the northern part of Howling Bay. There are a large number of Vrykul and some Vrykul undead who have awakened from death.

It is a bone that is absolutely difficult to gnaw.

"Yolin, you take the cavalry to disperse them!"

The heavily armed Garrosh Hellscream used Gorehowl to chop off the head of the red ancestor dragon who was attacking him, kicked the corpse off the high platform, and then turned back and shouted to his brothers, wearing a black eye patch. The orc warlock Yolin Deadeye nodded, waved a sulphur fire, and burned all the dead in front of him, then rode on the wolf and led the orc wolf cavalry into the chaotic battlefield from the side.

This is the big platform of Yalebron. As long as you conquer here, it means that the orcs have a channel through which they can attack. The battle here is also the fiercest. Garrosh and his brothers, with an army, face Attack here.

On the other side, King Saurfang’s son Delanos is holding a shield, blocking the big shield in front of him, defending against the throwing axes of the Vrykul, and in the other hand is waving a one-handed battle axe, hideous The battle axe was full of dirty, smelly blood. Under his leadership, the silent orc infantry followed behind him, like a wall, constantly squeezing the dodge space of the noisy Vrykul.

These Vrykul who rushed out of Yalebron had no formation at all. They were like a bunch of vulgar bandits, riding on the huge ancestor dragon, and under the leadership of the leader, they rushed towards the orc army. come.

It's like coming to die!

Whether it’s Draenors or Garrosh, although they grew up hunting, Mother Goya has been teaching them superficial orc fighting experience and emphasizing the power of the group, returning to Orgrid. After Ma, King Saurfang, as well as Thrall, Rega and other veterans, will teach them about battle formation control. In short, they are qualified soldiers.

Although they are inferior to these Vrykul in terms of individual strength, in the cooperation of different arms, the same number of orcs have gained the upper hand, facing the fierceness of the Saurfang overlord who has spent his entire life on the battlefield. Command, the Vrykul on the opposite side are like a group of lambs to be slaughtered, and they can't organize an effective counterattack at all.

But in the local battlefield, when facing the powerful Vrykul leader, the formation seems to be unimportant.

Ingvar the Marauder, this guy is the leader of the Vrykul guarding the Yalebron platform. He is wearing a heavy ice-blue armor and a helmet full of spikes. He is waving an adult-sized man in his hand. The battle axe can smash the armor of an orc warrior with every blow, and if you are unlucky, you will lose your life on the spot.

This kind of cruel killing not only affected the morale of the orcs, but also when Ingvar rushed to the infantry line led by Dranos, it only took 3 minutes, and the orc warrior’s defense forcefully broke through. road.

"Inferior creatures!"

Ingvar roared and raised his battle axe, about to cut the orc he overturned into two pieces. A shadow appeared in front of his battle axe. It was Draenors, this calm young orc. The iron shield in his hand was squeezed in front of him, his hands supported the shield, and Ingwal's slash was held up front.

"boom"

With a muffled sound, a shocking crack appeared on the surface of the shield in Dranos's hand. The young orc warrior was repelled for several steps, and his brown face was flushed. The power of the Vrykul was really not a joke. , Just for a moment, Delanos felt that his arm was about to be broken.

"Aha, a good opponent! See how many times you can catch me! You little guys! Trash that can't even reach my shoulders!"

Ingvar also seemed to have discovered the new world, laughing wildly and rushing towards Dranos, but as he approached Dranos, another figure jumped out from the battlefield next to him, slashing with an axe. On his armor, the huge force deformed Ingval's movements, allowing Dranos to escape this powerful slash.

"Don't want to hurt my brother! You idiot with brute force!"

Garrosh leaped up from the ground, held the Gorehowl in his hands with both hands, leaned back, and slashed towards Ingvar's head with the force of thunder.

His eyes were blood-red, and strong anger surged around his body. He was obviously in a state of anger. The **** roar in his hand was wrapped in a blood-red breath, which looked particularly hideous. The good blood from Grom gave him With Garrosh's stronger power and more precise control of his anger.

There are many warrior families in Azeroth. The most famous one is the Trollbane family, the former troll killer. It is said that the anger of this family is inherently strong against the super-regeneration of the troll, so it is called the giant. Demon killer.

This also proves that after anger enters the high-level and bloodline levels, there is a very obvious difference, some tend to attack, some tend to defensive, Grom's bloodline is definitely the top one among the warrior bloodlines. , The advantage it brings to Garrosh is that the super-fast anger stimulation and the second blessing of active rage, for a fighter, there is nothing more terrifying than the combination of these two.

"clang!"

Ingvar’s battle axe collided with Gorehowl, and the great power from the weapon made Ingvar’s tall body take a step back, but Garrosh did not retreat. He fell in the air behind him, but he was caught in the next moment. Delanos caught it with a shield.

The bloodline of the Safaruer family is also the bloodline of the top warriors. Draenor's eyes became red, and he pressed hard under his feet to crush the heavy stones, and gathered all the power of his body on the shield. Propelled, Garrosh's body rushed towards Ingvar at a faster speed.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Three crazy consecutive heavy blows caused the marauder's body to retreat to the center of the battlefield just now. Garrosh's body was accumulating on the ground and taking off. At this moment, the stone slab on the ground almost appeared an impact depression, the orc His arms swelled at least one circle at this moment, and the blood-red anger around his body burst like a giant dragon.

Active violent, this terrifying state has been imposed on Garrosh's body.

Ingvar just tried to raise his battle axe to block, but with dark energy surging behind him, wrapped around his body like a black snake, the marauder looked back hard and saw that he was leaning on the bone stick with The only remaining eye was toward Jorin Deadeye who sneered at him.

"Don't want to hurt my brother! Bastard!"

Jorin yelled exactly the same words as Garrosh, his left hand clenched sharply, and the dark magic energy entwining Ingvar's body completely exploded at this moment, and the damage was not great, but it gave Ingvar all of it. The defense was removed at this moment.

And what he faced was the **** edge that was chopped down from mid-air.

"puff!"

Ingwal's hideous look was solidified in a blood-red line that almost penetrates his body. His body shook for a moment, and he knelt before Garrosh with a puff. The orc looked at the corpse and held it in his hand. The **** roar suddenly cut out, and the head of the looter flew into the air like a flying baseball.

"Now we are the same height, bastard!"

Ingwal’s head hit the ground where the two sides were fighting, like the last note hit on the drum. The only morale of the already disadvantaged Vrykul robbers finally collapsed at this moment, and they began to retreat. Before Garrosh stepped forward, the Vrykul backed faster.

Even almost ran away.

"Warriors of the Horde, charge with me! Destroy these cowards!"

Garrosh held up Gorehowl, and Draenor was the first to rush into the platform full of corpses and blood. Behind them, soldiers of the Horde filed in, and the first district of Yalbron had been Conquered!

Overlord Saurfang witnessed this battle throughout, and his face showed a satisfied expression.

Then he took his spine battle axe from the warlord next to him. The old orc looked up at the tall building of Yalebron, like a tall tower sealed in time. On that tall tower, There was an evil sight watching him. Overlord Saurfang had already noticed this sight, but he didn’t care at all.

"The children's battle is over. Let me, the old man, do the rest!"