Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 487: Done For

At this moment, Turalyon rode up on horseback, ready to deliver the final blow to Zuluhed.

At this moment, Zuluhed made a move that shocked everyone - he suddenly reached up with his left hand, grabbing only the lower half of his broken right arm, and then holding the broken arm tightly, and smashing it down towards Turalyon's head together with the hammer held by the broken arm...

This is definitely not something a normal person can do.

Similarly, this is almost impossible. No one would have expected that their entire arm would be knocked off. It is even more impossible for anyone to think that their broken arm can still hold the hammer tightly.

Zuluhed did it, beyond everyone's expectations.

The weapon that chopped down at high speed was like a giant nunchaku, one part of which was his own arm, and the other part was his huge war hammer.

Even though Turalyon was considered to be a veteran of many battles, he was still a little confused by this scene.

There was no time to dodge, and Turalyon continued to swing the hammer in his hand almost reflexively, trying to hit Zuluhed's face with the knight's hammer with a sacred golden glow before Zuluhed's hammer fell on his head.

The two were hit almost one after the other.

Zuluhed is dead.

Under the astonishingly powerful divine attribute attack, his entire face collapsed directly under the heavy blow, and he fell to the ground under the desperate gaze of his most respected chieftain, Orgrim. His body twitched as his life left his body, and nothing could stop the blood from gushing out of his broken head.

Turalyon...

Turalyon's holy light saved his life. The rich holy light suddenly rose up, looking like a glowing eggshell. It perfectly saved Turalyon from the fate of being smashed on the head and dying.

The knight's invincibility is a life-saving trump card at any time.

Any qualified Paladin should not die on the battlefield before using his Holy Shield.

There was a shock.

No danger!

Orgrim did not show his weakness as people expected. He looked at Zuluhed's body and suddenly burst out with his final ferocity!

His severely injured shoulder could no longer lift the heavy Doomhammer, so he suddenly pulled out two daggers made of the teeth of an unknown giant beast from his waist and began his doomed breakout.

This is hopeless and insane.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, it was Turalyon who rushed forward.

He jumped off his horse and hit him on the head with a hammer.

No one reminded Turalyon, as everyone knew that he was a steady and thoughtful person.

Sure enough, Turalyon turned the hammer head at the last moment and hit the orc chieftain with the side instead of the sharp end of the hammer head. The perfect impact knocked Orgrim to his knees and he collapsed to the ground. More than one person saw the orc chieftain's chest rise and fall.

"You will be judged for your grave crime of slaughtering mankind." He said to the unconscious Orgrim, with the Holy Light still surrounding him.

"You will be paraded in heavy chains through every royal city of the alliance to atone for your sins!"

Uther also came. Standing beside Turalyon, his whole body was glowing with brilliant golden light, more dazzling than the brightest sunlight.

The orcs either turned and fled, or at best, simply covered their eyes with their arms and cowered in the blinding light. As it happened, the last orc who dared to rush forward to save their chieftain was killed in the light...

The holy light faded, and not far away, more than a thousand pairs of orc eyes stared in amazement as their leader was dragged up like a dead dog and tied up with thick iron chains.

Failed! ?

Orgrim, the strongest orc in the entire tribe, who was invincible in Mak'Gora, failed! ?

Not only Orgrim, but also Rexxar, who was well-known for his bravery among the orcs, was captured!

For the orcs who believe in personal strength, this is a huge event that is shocking enough to cause their faith to collapse!

"Ahhh! The Warchief has been defeated!"

"Oh no, we lost! The chieftain was captured—"

"Ancestors! Makgora's strongest man has been defeated!"

Not every human can understand Orc language, but that doesn't prevent them from savour the fear and weakness in the orcs' shouts.

"Don't let them run away—" Lothar waved his hand.

That's right, those orcs are not surrendering, they are running away.

Chasing down the fleeing soldiers is definitely an ancient custom. The paladins mounted their horses again, chanting prayers and pointing their hammers with holy light at the orcs.

Holy light shone from the paladins' eyes, their hands, and the hammers they raised. The black scorched earth beneath their feet was pale in the light of the holy light gushing from them.

"Kill these evil beings, let these rude and evil creatures return to dust, and let the whole world be free from their pollution forever!" Uther fanatically shouted out the evil-killing doctrine of the Church of Holy Light.

He took the lead and charged forward, and light hammers as scorching as the sun began to be thrown out one after another.

The Paladin's Hammer of Wrath contains the Paladin's maximum rage against evil.

This is an expression of the rage in one's heart, and also a judgment from the Holy Light.

Many orcs were still fleeing and were killed by the light hammers made of holy light before they could react.

The Paladin led another charge, breaking the temporary silence on the battlefield. The other orcs and humans resumed the fight. The remaining Alliance troops also launched a charge.

After witnessing Orgrim's defeat, the orcs fell into panic, and nearly 150,000 orcs hurriedly attempted to flee the battlefield.

The steep terrain of Blackrock Fortress put these orcs who were trying to flee in a desperate situation. The first point of all fortresses is that they are easy to defend and difficult to attack. Narrow terrain is almost a rule. From the Scorching Canyon to Blackrock Mountain, there is only a 45-degree slope with a maximum width of less than 500 meters, and it gets narrower and narrower.

Apart from that, most of the mountains are dangerous with a slope of more than 70 degrees. If there are pursuers behind you, you will become a target if you climb up.

Hundreds of thousands of orcs were crowded at the foot of the mountain. Even though the humans behind them were not much more numerous than them, no orc dared to turn back and fight them.

They crowded together desperately, even tearing the limbs of their companions, just for the only way to escape.

"Fire, fire! Don't be afraid of the barrel exploding! Send all our shells to those green beasts!" Magni shouted excitedly.

Excluding those that were smashed by orcs or ogres, and those that broke down along the way, there were actually more than 120 new steam tanks - Panzer IV - gathered at the foot of the mountain, plus armored vehicles, a total of 300.

Fortunately, the most insane tank destroyer was.

"The little cannon fires!"

"Boom!" After every deafening roar, a huge ball of blood and rain would rise.

Orcs... are done for!