"General, those orcs are retreating!" a ranger stood up and shouted.
Under Sylvanas Windrunner's astonished gaze, the orcs who had stormed the high elves' positions with such ferocity began withdrawing step by step as the horns sounded.
"What is going on?" Even the experienced Ranger-General was baffled at that moment.
Given the current state of the battle, if the Horde's army attacked for another few hours, the whole of Morningwind Hold might fall; they would be forced to retreat to Fairbreeze Village, to the Sunstrider River, or even directly back to Silvermoon City...
Yet the Horde's army had actually chosen to retreat at this moment.
Sylvanas first frowned, then suddenly froze... she heard hoofbeats.
And they were not far away...
Orcs did not ride horses, so...
The human reinforcements must have arrived!
She immediately grew excited and shouted, "Counterattack! Quel'Thalas, counterattack! Our reinforcements are here... let those damned orcs taste the wrath of the Quel'dorei!"
The spellbreakers, rangers, and mages all emerged from their positions and began pursuing the retreating orcs.
The gryphon riders overhead joined the pursuit as well...
The situation on the battlefield changed dramatically as the attackers and defenders switched roles.
And with every step the orcs retreated, they left several corpses behind...
With the appearance of the gryphons, Karin had already felt a little relieved.
When he discovered that the Horde's army had begun retreating, he relaxed completely.
Whatever happened, all his hard work during this time had been worthwhile; Lothar's reinforcements had arrived, and the situation on the battlefield had stabilized... if the Horde still dared to resist, they would only end up attacked from both sides.
They had won!
"It is finally over!" Karin stood up and stretched.
Most of Quel'Thalas's brave fighters had charged out to join the pursuit of the Horde,