Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Thorn Ridge is a huge red mountain. The wild boars of the Steelmant tribe live around Thorn Ridge. The south was cleared out by Varokal and his men. At this time, the west was also in the midst of war, and the wild boars fled northwards to escape the attack range of the Crusaders.

To the north of Thorn Ridge, ten kilometers away from the Golden Tent of the Steelmand Tribe, there is a large village of the Steelmand Wild Boarmen, which is also the last stronghold in the western part of Thorn Ridge. Omar's army is approaching!

"Oh, Omar, I thought I was the fastest!" Heni's Second Army successfully marched from the north and smoothly joined forces with Omar's First Army coming from the west.

"I also thought I was the first person to approach the Golden Tent of the Steelhair Tribe. How is it? Have you investigated the troops inside? How many wild boars are there?"

Omar was more concerned about this issue. He had always felt that he was the eldest brother among the six people under Garin, with seniority and strength. Later, Heni showed that his talent was no worse than his own. Varokar made great contributions this time, and Vlar and Kimir made steady progress. Only he had been staying in the Crusader Fortress without any achievements. This made Omar, who considered himself rational, develop a competitive spirit.

"There are about 8,000 wild boar men. The strongest one should be the eighth-level leader. There are not many spellcasters, and there are also a large number of ordinary wild boar warriors and women and children. They probably didn't have time to evacuate. The villages in the north fled when they saw us. I suspect it was an order from the Golden Horde!" Heni arrived half a day earlier than Omar. He summarized the situation and told Omar his guess.

"There are more than 8,000 wild boar people, including women and children, and at most 4,000 to 5,000 combat soldiers. Let's work together to take down this stronghold." Omar thought for a moment and told Heni his idea.

"No problem. We will each send out a small team to outflank their retreat to the east and block their escape route!" Heni arranged the general plan in just a few words. With 16,000 people in two legions, they could just rush forward to capture a stronghold.

"No problem. Kill all the armed boarmen warriors you encounter, and try to capture the rest alive. The Duke needs a large number of boarmen slaves, and as his subordinates, we have to share the Duke's worries!" Omar agreed. There was nothing wrong with Heni's arrangement. It was just what he wanted to catch all the boarmen in one fell swoop.

After the battle plan was decided, the First and Second Corps began to move. Except for a part of the soldiers who stayed behind to guard the prisoners captured along the way, all the soldiers were dispatched.

The two small teams began to flank the village from behind, while the main force headed directly towards the front gate of the village.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

The fully armed First and Second Legions came out of the hills and entered the plain where the village was located. Their steel boots stepped on the withered grass, making a dull marching sound.

On the village's watchtower, the boarman sentinels immediately spotted the two invading legions!

"Woo! Woo!"

The horn sounded in the boarman village, causing the originally peaceful village to fall into panic. The adult boarman warriors quickly gathered together, and the sounds of cursing, urging, and running were heard everywhere.

The mantis is acting like a chariot!

Omar scoffed at the wild boar people's response. He and Heni deliberately chose to attack head-on and break through this stronghold with absolute strength. All the wild boar people's responses were in vain.

"Hold your ground and move forward quickly!"

"Today is the day to achieve success!"

As soon as these two slogans were shouted out, Garin, who was watching the live broadcast in the Crusader Fortress, was speechless. It is said that the slogans of an army reflect the core ideas of an army. What's wrong with Heni? Is he crazy about wanting to achieve great things?

Moreover, the soldiers in your legion were all trained by the Heart of Origin. Although they usually look no different from ordinary people and are proficient in eating, chatting, sleeping and killing enemies, how could they have the mind to achieve great things?

Garin felt it necessary to ask Heni to come up with a new slogan for the army!

"Invincible! Invincible!"

"Glory! Glory!"

This was the battle roar of Omar's First Legion soldiers. Garin's frown relaxed. This was the passionate battle horn!

The boarmen's gate was tightly closed, and behind the gate stood a large group of village warriors summoned by the leader. There were more than 4,000 boarmen warriors in total. They held weapons tightly in their hands, and most of them had terrified looks in their eyes. Only a guard of about a thousand people around the leader had a solemn expression, quietly waiting for the leader's orders.

When the infantrymen marched to two hundred meters in front of the boarman's wooden gate, they stopped. The boarman hunters who stayed on the watchtowers on both sides of the gate tried to attack from a distance, but were suppressed by the musketeers with a longer range. The bullets hit the wooden fences of the watchtowers, triggering a large number of wood chips that made a banging sound.

When the boar hunter on the watchtower was suppressed and unable to raise his head, the boar warriors inside the wooden wall were like blind people who had lost their eyes, completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The gate shook for a moment, then collapsed in a burst of fire.

After the gate collapsed, the explosions continued until all the wooden walls around the gate collapsed.

It turned out that after the infantry stopped advancing, two teams of musketeers came out from the rear. They quickly operated the tools in their hands in the infantry's defense circle and completed the erection of the cylinder in a short while.

Mortar barrel!

"Mortars are set up!"

"Over, aim, fire!"

After two rounds of bombing, the wooden wall built hastily by the wild boar people was destroyed in the explosion.

It turned out that when Garin formed Omar's five legions, in addition to the military chaplains, he also equipped each legion with two mortar teams. Each team had twenty-four people and was equipped with twelve mortars.

The ultimate gunpowder researched by the blacksmith shop is extremely powerful, even surpassing the refined gunpowder used in the current Kul Tiras artillery. It is simply a devastating blow to the boarmen's constructions.

When an entire wooden wall collapsed, the mortar team began to dismantle the mortars and retreat. Now it was time for the infantry to perform.

"Charge! Charge!"

The infantrymen arranged their shields and quickly approached the boarmen. These ordinary boarmen warriors had already been frightened when the wooden wall collapsed. Their morale plummeted and they slowly retreated as the infantrymen approached. If they had not had more than a thousand elite boarmen warriors behind them supervising the battle under the leadership of their chief commander, they would have run away long ago.

The commander-in-chief's eyes were cold, and his expressionless face made him look like he was not afraid of anything even if the sky was falling.

This is a strong boarman warrior, fully armed, with metal spikes sticking out of his shoulder and arm armor, looking very ferocious.

He was riding on a velociraptor, holding a battle blade in his right hand, which looked very much like the weapon of an orc swordmaster. His skin was blue-purple, different from the black and yellow of other boar men.

With this appearance, he definitely stands out among the boar people, a dragon among pigs.

What also puzzled Garin was that as Omar and his companions walked along the way, many wild boar villages were empty. According to his guess, the wild boar Golden Horde had issued an order to assemble, but the ordinary wild boar warriors in this village seemed to be unaware of the assembly and stood alone in the direction of Omar and Heni's advance.

Was this village abandoned or was this warlord just so stubborn that he wanted to fight?

The infantrymen quickly stepped over the ruins of the wooden wall. At this time, the boarman commander gave the order to attack. The elite guards around him drove the timid boarman warriors in front forward. Obviously, these warriors were used as cannon fodder.

The First Legion first came into contact with the Wild Boar Men. They still used traditional tactics, with infantrymen fighting in close combat with shields, musketeers dealing long-range damage, and priests assisting.

As they approached, many of the wild boarmen in the front row were shot into pieces by dense bullets, leaving a bloody mess.

The infantrymen were not to be outdone. Faced with the poorly equipped wild boar men, they did not form a dense tortoise shell formation. Instead, they chose to infiltrate the wild boar men's formation, cooperate with each other, and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Omar and Heni are both leading generals. They prefer to deploy troops in the rear, unlike brave generals like Varokar who like to lead the charge.

However, if the enemy's high-end combat power takes action, they will not stand idly by. For example, at this moment Omar has stepped forward surrounded by his bodyguards, always keeping an eye on the boarman leader. There is no way, his appearance is too conspicuous, and it is obvious that he is a tough guy.

In the vision of the Heart of Origin, Garin could also see at a glance that this boar warlord was at least an elite template monster.

The few boar hunters and mystics were fired upon by thousands of musketeers when they took action, resulting in countless casualties. The rest hid behind buildings and dared not show their heads, occasionally peeked out and shot random arrows, which had no killing power at all.

The number of wild boar warriors in the front row was also decreasing sharply. They were killed by the infantry without any chance to fight back. Although their individual strengths were comparable, the difference in their equipment was too great. They were also not as good as the human infantry in coordination. The human infantry as a whole crushed the wild boar people.

It was a one-sided massacre until the Quilboar Warlord joined the battle with his thousand-man guard.

"Steel-bearded madman, follow me to kill the enemy!"

The velociraptor under the purple-skinned warlord began to exert its strength. He waved his battle blade and led the charge!

One thousand people attacked more than ten thousand people.

Garin could see that the purple-skinned man was just asking for death, but his personal guards were pretty good, at least better than the thorn guards with screaming hairline.

Bang!

The purple-skinned commander swung his sword and hit an infantryman who was caught off guard. The shield in his hand flew out of his hand with such great force.

The First and Second Legions began to suffer casualties. These steel-bearded maniacs were quite capable.

Omar and Heni looked at each other from a distance and understood what both sides meant. They were about to go forward to stop the ferocious purple-skinned warlord.

At this time, a priest stepped forward and said to Omar: "The Duke has ordered that the purple-skinned wild boar man be captured alive!"

It turned out that Garin thought this purple-skinned creature was pretty good, so he wanted to capture it and try to persuade it to surrender. He already had a Screaming·Bristlebold, so he didn't mind having one more. Garin still understood the art of checks and balances.

Omar nodded to indicate that he understood, and looked in the direction of Heni. There was also a priest in front of him, and it seemed that he had also received the Duke's order.

Although they didn't understand how this priest contacted their own duke, it did not stop them from obeying Garin's orders.

"Central troops, attack!"

Omar and Heni moved. Seeing that the purple-skinned wild boar man was stronger than both of them, it seemed that they decided to join forces to subdue the wild boar man.

With the addition of the central army, the number of people on the side of the First and Second Legions increased sharply. Basically, there were seven or eight infantrymen besieging one wild boar man, and they also received orders to capture prisoners alive issued by Garin through the overflowing mental power of the Heart of Origin. Basically, they surrounded but did not kill, or knocked the wild boar men unconscious, or attacked their hands and feet, trying to make them lose their combat effectiveness.

Heni and Omar stopped the purple-skinned warlord who was killing everyone in the infantry formation. As soon as they fought, Heni's sword was almost knocked away by the purple-skinned warlord's blade. Fortunately, Omar's hammer blocked the blade in time.

Omar and Heni besieged the purple-skinned warlord, but could only manage a draw. This exposed the shortcomings of Garin's subordinates. Except for a few heroes from the Altar of Kings, there was a serious lack of high-end combat power.

After the battle in the Barrens, we should be able to harvest the spirits of many high-level boarmen warriors. At that time, apart from some functional spirits, such as the Zalaas Deadwood, which will also be used to transform the trolls in Deadwood Village, all the others will be crushed into soul essence to replenish the six legion commanders of the Crusaders.

Collecting heroes is like collecting cards. These ordinary boar warriors are like green cards, and those of better quality are at most blue cards.

The best hero that Garin has collected now is Durotan, whose strength has reached the legendary level, and he can be called a purple card SSR. The second is Draka, after all, she is Durotan's wife, and she has great potential. At least she was doing well in the Shadow Realm before Garin crossed over.

hiss!

It seems like the Altar of Kings is competing with Shadowlands for people.

But I like it. Not only can I kill the enemy, but I can also collect their souls for my own use. I have to give a thumbs up to the Altar of Kings!

The talents of Azeroth must stay in Azeroth and contribute to protecting Ai-chan!

The defeat of the wild boar people was inevitable. Most of their most elite steel-maned maniacs were captured, with some having their hands and feet broken or suffering heavy blows on the forehead, except for a few who were unlucky enough to be accidentally killed by the soldiers.

Seeing that their legion commander was still fighting fiercely with the boarman leader, the soldiers of the First and Second Legions, under the leadership of their captains, began to get busy.

Some formed a circle to encircle the area where Omar and the boarman leader were fighting, some cleaned up the village and captured prisoners, some escorted the prisoners back to the rear army, and some specifically packed up the bodies of their comrades and then tore open the return scroll to find Garin in the Crusader Fortress.

An hour later, the purple boarmen and Omar had fought for more than three hundred rounds, and both sides were exhausted. What Garin was most thankful for was that he had converted Omar and Heni into paladins, who could fight, resist, and heal each other.

One of them was at the beginning of level eight, and the other was at the peak of level eight. They teamed up to deal with a level nine elite template boarman warlord. They wore him down to exhaustion and defeat. It was a truly rogue style of play.

The purple boar man was captured!