Chapter 453 Layer upon Layer (Part 2)

Human beings in the melee are not worth mentioning.

The sound of ecstasy among the orcs fell silent instantly.

Another wooden wall, another group of rangers, another group of mages, and another 'landmine' all over the ground.

The situation almost drove the orcs crazy.

But do orcs have a choice? A few kilometers away, the sound of hundreds of thousands of people fighting could be clearly heard here. Every moment of delay, a large number of orc compatriots died in battle.

Although the little chiefs wanted to let Grom's Warsong clan get out of trouble by themselves. But the ferocious nature of the orcs made them careless once they set foot on the battlefield.

The centurion yelled and cursed, making the orcs following up to rush up more bravely.

"Breakthrough! We have broken through the human barrier!"

There was joy in the cries of the orc warriors from the front line. However, Orgrim, who had already pressed down on the outer wall of the original camp, did not seem to feel the joy of the frontline soldiers.

"too thin……"

The warchief said this like a fledgling orc recruit, muttering disapprovingly for not satisfying his bloodlust.

Sabek understood what his boss meant, the defensive formation formed by that Duke should not be broken through so easily.

You know, that Duke Marcus is a super defensive master who has made hundreds of thousands of tribes hate in Stormwind City, South Sea Town and other places.

"In no time there will be another wall."

Almost as soon as the voice fell, the messenger in front came to report again, and there was really another wooden line of defense.

With a dexterity that didn't match his figure, Orgrim climbed up a human arrow tower that hadn't been knocked down, and looked towards the human camp.

He had expected to see the inside of the human camp.

The warchief was disappointed.

The alliance obviously used some kind of magic. Above the latest wooden wall, there was a thick fog like a thick soup of unknown material cooked by a wizard, which could not be seen through at all.

magic!

It's magic again!

This kind of non-aggressive magic obviously doesn't cost too much mana to mages, but it effectively creates a sense of frustration in Orgrim.

How many wooden walls do humans have?

"This way is captured, maybe there will be another one."

Orgrim's ominous premonition was realized in less than fifteen minutes. At this moment, Orgrim finally understood Duke's sinister intentions.

"Dirty Duke Marcus - he doesn't have many pawns!"

Orgrim finally guessed right.

All Duke's troops add up to just over 8,000 men, and less than 5,000 actually went into battle. Not only did he not have many soldiers, but he didn't even have many landmines.

Orgrim thought that Duke was such a local tyrant that he really filled the entire camp with [I want you to kill three thousand]. This is actually an illusion.

At this moment, behind the wooden wall where Duke was, nearly a thousand recruits were busy laying mines. They put the mines on the ground as carefully as possible and covered them with grass and dirt. Moreover, they all laid mines according to the direction of the tribe's breakthrough according to Duke's order.

No more than one hundred meters of minefields will be laid out.

Beside Duke, Alleria, Lilas, and Halduron were resting after wiping off their sweat and drinking water.

Duke asked, "Tired?"

Alleria responded with a confident smile: "It's stronger than the warm-up exercise."

Duke glanced at the rangers under them. Although they hadn't reached the point of exhaustion, their physical exertion was obviously not small.

Duke deployed so many lines of defense, but it was going to consume all the vigor of Orgrim's elite men. If you don't take turns, what's the point of exhausting your energy first?

At this time, a magical message came, and it was Lothar.

"Duke, how is your situation?"

Looking at the excited and a little nervous Lothar in the magic mirror, Duke answered Lothar with his confident smile, which was called by all the league executives.

"Hey, Anduin, for today's battle, I have prepared eighteen layers of hell for Orgrim from the first day, oh, eighteen lines of defense. It's a pity that the Horde didn't work hard and fought for so long Just beyond the sixth line of defense."

Duke shrugged his shoulders, with a look of "don't blame me for not being serious, just blame the tribe for not being strong", not only made Lothar laugh, but even Aurelia beside him laughed out loud.

Duke was taken aback by Aurelia's flamboyant appearance.

Lothar Fuer: It is convenient to have a girlfriend who can fight. Even if he was in the army, no one would dare to say that Duke was wrong.

"Ahem." Lothar pretended to cough.

"What? How long do I have to carry it? Three days or a week?" If Duke's words were heard by Orgrim, he would probably be able to piss the great chief to death.

It was Lothar's turn to be a little embarrassed. To mobilize so many troops from Duke, and let Duke do the hardest dirty work.

Lothar hurriedly said: "No, no, it would be great if you can hold back the tribe for two more hours. Of course, if you can hold on until this evening, I can guarantee that no tribe will escape with their lives."

The progress on Lothar's side was indeed smooth, surrounded by armies on three sides, and in Lothar's view, the tribe was just a dying struggle. If this can make the Western Legion of the Horde run away in an organized manner, then they, the elite soldiers of the Alliance, would be too stupid.

The only variable is on Duke's side. If Duke can't handle it, then Lothar can only prepare early and count as much as he can kill.

Now Duke is as relaxed as an outing, and Lothar is relieved.

In order to reassure Lothar, Duke even showed Lothar the battle scene. Indeed, not many elves were injured or killed in battle, and the dead were all tribes.

After turning off the magic communication, Duke rubbed his eyebrows.

"Okay, my Alleria, you may soon be testing the endurance of you and your men."

"Um?"

"After all, our enemies are the most intelligent beasts. It is not easy to be a good hunter."

"It's okay, I like this kind of challenging work the most." Alleria was full of confidence.

After all, Duke was reassuring Lothar.

If the bosses of the tribe were really so brainless, the alliance wouldn't have had to fight for so long and suffer so badly.

Opposite is Orgrim!

After breaking through the fifth floor, Orgrim touched his chin.

"Sabek, bring 10,000 people and attack from the swamp."

"but……"

"Nothing but! I suspect the swamp is fake."

Sabek complied.

Twenty minutes later, Sabek led a detour to the north with 10,000 tribal fighters.

However, as soon as they approached the swamp, they encountered an indissoluble mist and a real swamp.

Duke specially arranged a 2,000-man city guard and two ranger squadrons to cover Marian's mage group, and directly used [Dense Fog] and [Swamp] in the direction of the tribe's attack.

Unable to resist the alliance's magic, the warchief was frustrated, and he immediately ordered the attacking tribes to divide their troops into three groups and attack at the same time.

As a result, they encountered demon spirits swarming out...