"Your Majesty Anasterian..."
"Lord Biluo Hua!"
The elf mages at the positions cried out one after another.
The two white-robed figures were soon carried back into the positions by the Quel'dorei. Though their faces looked somewhat weak and they seemed exhausted, neither had suffered any serious injuries.
Several priests were treating them.
Gul'dan on the other side was a different story. The warlock had been struck by the combined attack of two ninth-ring mages and sent flying dozens of yards away... Had his body not already been strengthened by fel, he would very likely have died on the spot minutes earlier!
Several orc warlocks lifted their master and carried him back to the Horde's camp.
At the defensive positions, Sylvanas Windrunner showed no joy over this victory. Instead, her expression grew grave once more...
Because a commotion had begun to spread through the orc positions ahead...
Sylvanas stared unblinkingly at them. Then she saw countless orcs pour out, charging wildly toward the elves' positions.
This time, the orcs came like a tide, their numbers almost without end.
"Everyone, stay alert!" the Ranger-General shouted. "Prepare for battle!"
The elves' positions fell silent at once...
As the Horde's vanguard drew near, the sounds of bowstrings being drawn and arcane cannons firing rang out!
Countless orcs fell to the ground, but for every orc who fell, another soon took his place...
The spellbreakers raised their shields and wiped out the first wave of Orcs Warrior that charged up.
But soon, a second wave of Orcs Warrior charged in, giving the elves no time to catch their breath.
Alongside the orcs were those loathsome Amani Trolls, roaring excitedly as they followed close behind their orc companions.
All of Morningwind Hold became a scene of bloody carnage, leaving swath after swath of corpses...
The elves'