Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Orgrim raised his Doomhammer high and shouted. Behind him, the fully armed Blackrock Guards roared in unison. The momentum of the roar boosted the morale of the orcs in the entire tribe.

"Let Jubilee begin the action and assassinate human officers of all ranks in the chaos! Destroy their command system!"

"Shamans! Give the warriors status!"

The few tribal shamans have their faces covered in grease paint, holding war hammers and staves, and are dressed strangely. Like Zuluhed, they are old shamans among the orcs and uphold the traditions of the tribe. They received no response from the ancestral spirits and the elements in Draenor, and they were already desperate. They had planned to charge into Azeroth and die on the way to battle, but they did not expect that the active natural elements in this new world would make these ancient traditions shine again.

"Bloodthirst!"

The shamans sang the ancient orc war song, a blood-red energy emanated from their war hammers, and then a blood-red light flashed on the bodies of the orc warriors. These orc warriors, who were shrouded in the amplification of bloodlust, seemed to have aroused the mad power deepest in their bodies. Their eyes turned red, and their faces became crazy and bloodthirsty!

"Roar!"

"Kill the enemy!"

"Human! Die!"

"Warriors of all tribes, listen up and follow the chief to kill the enemy!"

Orgrim set out with the Blackrock Guard enhanced by Bloodlust. This elite orc army was like a sharp knife, heading straight for the direction of Naishande Farm. His keen sense of the overall situation had discovered that although the human army here was large in number, they were not under the command of each other and fought on their own!

How could Orgrim let go of such a good opportunity!

The pressure on Mograine's side doubled. As the side with the largest army in the northern defense line, the other two countries, Has and Darius, are implicitly led by him. At this time, he is also the direction of Orgrim's main attack!

The orcs on the central battlefield were like a green tsunami, smashing one dam after another formed by the Alliance shield walls. The balance that was originally barely maintained was broken in an instant!

What frightened Mograine even more was that half of his command system was paralyzed in a moment! The herald was assassinated by a mysterious force on the way, and a large number of grassroots officers in the front row died inexplicably, and even the orcs were only seen flashing by!

The Orc Swordmaster in Wind Step state is simply the most terrifying assassin in the tribe. As long as he draws his sword, every move he makes is a leap and a slash. The grassroots officers whose strength is so much different from his own will not be able to withstand it!

The morale in the middle lane suddenly became extremely low!

Jubilee finally got his revenge!

As soon as the battle started, he led his elite Blackrock Swordmaster and the Swordmaster of the Burning Blade Clan to kill humans who were suspected to be officers at the northeastern defense line on the right side of Dan Garlock!

The battle results were great, but the effects were minimal. Hundreds of grassroots officers died, but the command of these human soldiers in red armor seemed to be unaffected!

This almost made the sword masters autistic!

Now Jubilee follows Orgrim to the middle lane. This assassination effect is the normal state of war. The army in the northeast is a monster!

They don't even have a commander!

Grass!

Garin didn't know that his Heart of Origin army had inadvertently caused such a huge psychological trauma to the tribe's swordmaster troops. He could only say that it was a great job and it made you mad!

The core commanders of the First Legion to the Fifth Legion are the five legion commanders. As long as the soldiers' strength reaches a certain level, it can be said that their minds are at the same frequency under the connection of the Heart of Origin. As long as the legion commander or a higher-level Heart of Origin hero or Garin is in command, they can complete the orders quickly. Those soldiers who wear cloaks and look like grassroots officers are all a little weak in strength and are used to show off to outsiders!

Mograine probably guessed that his command system had been destroyed by the orcs. He could only send the last liaison officer to ask for help from Marshal Lothar, while he picked up his greatsword and led his personal guards to kill the enemy!

"Warriors of Lordaeron! The orc chieftain is just ahead! Follow me to kill the enemies and win merit!"

Mograine can be considered a veteran general in Lordaeron. Probably the only one who can be compared with him in the country is General Abidis. Just like Uther and Tirion, Dathrohan and others can only be regarded as rising stars!

Mograine personally took part in the battle, and Darius of Gilneas also fought together with his elite guards. The presence of the commander in chief in person did boost the low morale, but the disadvantages were also obvious: if they failed, they would die!

All the tactical commands and conspiracies are empty. What remains are only fists and swords, and a fight to the death!

"Oh!"

In the center of the middle battlefield, Mograine, the old powerful warrior of Lordaeron, fought with the chieftain of the tribe. Mograine was at a disadvantage from the beginning. It was not just the difference in strength. The gap between Mograine, who was at the initial stage of legend, and Orgrim was too big. Moreover, his long sword made a real wail in the collision with the artifact Doomhammer.

After all, Mograine is not the Ashbringer of later generations, and has not yet reached the peak of his life!

Two powerful warriors fought in the battle circle. No soldier dared to step forward. The powerful angry energy in their bodies was enough to crush the soldiers.

Not only were the orcs in the middle advancing northward, but even the red dragon knights on the sea were breaking away from Daelin's fleet.

This time the Alliance fleet came prepared, equipped with anti-aircraft crossbows and a large number of muskets. The red dragon riders of the Dragonmaw Clan did not gain much advantage and only used dragon breath to burn a dozen warships. For this, five red dragons were killed in Daelin's counterattack.

On the Western Front, the surrounded and harvested left wing of the Orcs was desperately trying to hold back the Alliance that was trying to provide assistance. Only the Death Knights, led by Talon Gorefiend, broke free from Uther's Silver Hand ahead of time.

Talon the Blooddevil swung the Scepter of Death in his hand, and the dead bodies around him, both human and orc, were infused with the power of death. These corpses were temporarily awakened. They held the weapons they had in life and held the members of the Silver Hand tightly. Then the Death Knights broke free from Uther's entanglement and went straight to join the main force in the north!

These dead soldiers stood up again. Their shattered bodies caused great psychological pressure on the alliance soldiers. This strange magic made them face their fallen comrades again!

What a great way to control the corpses!

Kel'Thuzad of the Dalaran Mage Corps' eyes lit up, and then he stared closely at the backs of the Death Knights!