Chapter 61 The First Fall of Lordaeron

The battlefield in the north was bloody under the leadership of Zul'jin, while Lordaeron in the south was in an unprecedented crisis.

King Terenas was already standing on the city wall in full armor.

"The city walls are still as strong as ever, and the people have been accepted into the city. The buildings outside the city will be destroyed, and the post-war reconstruction will be a huge expense."

"Your Majesty! They are coming!"

The orcs built a simple wooden bridge across the Lordamir Lake. From a high altitude, the dark mass looked like ants.

These orcs had no siege equipment. They were all holding huge axes, heavy hammers, and long swords. Most of the orcs were tied with ropes with iron hooks.

As they got closer, Terenas could already see the fangs on the orcs, as well as the strange skulls and medals they wore.

"Pour the oil!"

With an order, the hot oil on the wall was poured out, and the orcs, who were almost only wearing animal skins, screamed one by one. A rocket was fired, and the orcs screamed, and the smell of cooked meat and the stench of burnt meat could be heard.

Terenas smiled, saying that they still had a lot of hot oil and enough food for half a month. No matter what, this time they had to teach the orcs a lesson they would never forget.

Orgrim. Hammer of Destruction looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of Lordaeron and said, "You are quite good, but we are not that simple."

He looked at Wu You, who said, "The iron gate of Lordaeron is the easiest to blow up, but it is the most heavily guarded and not suitable for attack. Based on my observations, I have found two easy-to-attack places for you, here and there."

Wu You pointed to two places on the city wall that were not well repaired.

Hammer of Destruction immediately issued an order: the main army would make a feint attack in the front, and the elite team would blast from the side.

The orc army surged forward like a tide, and several improvised catapults were also brought up. Under the guidance of several goblin technicians wearing thick cloaks and masks, packs of explosive packs with extended fuses were thrown into the city, causing explosions in the city. One pack was even thrown onto the city wall. If it weren't for the soldiers who knocked Terenas down, the old king would have probably gone to see God early.

"More orcs with those explosive packs! Shoot them! Quick!"

The archers were gathered together and released a chaotic rain of arrows. Countless orcs fell on the way to the charge, but when the warriors in front fell, the warriors behind immediately picked up the explosive packs and continued to rush forward.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The orcs used countless lives to finally blow a hole in the city wall, and the surviving orcs rushed into Lordaeron.

"Not good!" Terenas pulled a general beside him and ordered without looking at who he was, "Take your men and block the hole in the city wall for me! Block it at all costs! Otherwise, we will be finished!"

"Yes!" The general straightened his helmet and clothes that were pulled crooked, drew his long sword and rushed down.

"Archers, keep shooting! Don't stop! Hot oil! Oil! Don't let these orcs climb up the wall!"

Hammer of Destruction swung his hammer and shouted, "Team Two! Attack that gap!"

More and more orcs entered through the gap. The defenders near the gap were simply unable to resist such a large number, and the defense line began to collapse. The defenders on the wall also retreated to the rear as the defense line was breached, and the city gate was opened by the orcs.

"Quick! Release all the pigeons! We are in urgent need of support! Urgently need support!"

The fierce street fighting began, and the people of Lordaeron were dedicating their lives for their homes.

"Get out of my home!" A human soldier thrust his spear into an orc's body. The orc warrior broke the spear shaft with one hand and smashed his head with a hammer with the other hand.

"Go to hell!" An archer not far behind the spearman shot an arrow through the orc's throat. The orc took two steps and fell to the ground without a sound.

"Bang!" A swordsman was knocked off the wall. The orc warrior kicked him again. The swordsman's chest was sunken and he was bleeding. It was obvious that he was not going to survive. The orc carried his axe to find the next target.

"Don't... think... to leave..." The swordsman hugged the orc warrior's thigh with his remaining strength. The orc warrior chopped him and raised his legs as if to throw him away.

A warrior leaped high and smashed on the orc. The orc, who was standing on one foot, lost his balance and fell backwards. The human warrior hit him on the head with a small axe.

"Brother! Brother!" The human warrior hugged the longsword warrior and shouted.

"Sarah... " The longsword warrior whispered her lover's name and died.

"Ahhhhh!" The angry human warrior picked up the long orc axe and rushed into the orc pile and chopped, and finally died on the battlefield.

An orc broke into a house. The man and the woman resisted with wooden sticks. The orc's long sword killed them directly. The orc laughed and chopped their bodies into pieces and went to the next house. The child who escaped the disaster by lying under the bed had tears and deep hatred in his eyes.

In another house, an orc was tightly strangling the hostess's neck. The male owner next to him had been killed. The ten-year-old child mustered up the courage to use his own pickaxe to dig into the orc's head to save his mother.

Blood gradually dyed Lordaeron red...

"Your Majesty!" Near Alterac, a breathless scout reported, "Your Majesty, Lordaeron has been broken!"

"What did you say? Say it again!" The angry King of Stromgarde grabbed the soldier's clothes and asked.

"Lordaeron has been broken! Urgent support is needed!"

"Damn it! You are lucky, Perenolde! I will kill you after saving Lordaeron!" The king jumped on his horse and raised his long axe.

"Everyone march! Don't worry about your horses! Support Lordaeron at full speed!"

After saying that, the king whipped his horse hard and rushed out first.

"Khadgar! Khadgar!" Turajan, who was coming down from Silvermoon City, shouted.

"What's wrong? Turajan?"

Turajan pointed at the cage containing the gryphon: "We have another gryphon, ride it and rush back to Lordaeron! The gate of Lordaeron has been breached!"

"What! I'll leave immediately!"

Khadgar opened the gryphon cage and jumped on it, grabbing the gryphon's neck and flew into the blue sky.

The archmages of Dalaran gathered together, and Antonidas stood up: "Lordaeron is facing an unprecedented crisis! I call on all battle mages to go with me to support Lordaeron!"

Just as reinforcements from all directions were rushing to Lordaeron, the King of Alterac was giving instructions to his general Hass in person.

"I've received news that reinforcements from the Hinterlands and Stromgarde are coming to Lordaeron. A batch of new weapons we ordered has arrived. Send them down. When the troops from Stromgarde engage in a battle with them, you lead your men to attack!"