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Kill!
Facing the charge of thirty thousand cavalry, Varian showed no fear, and with a swing of his sword, he led his army in a counter-charge.
The Stormwind Knights each raised their long spears, forming neat rows like forests of lances thrusting forward.
Under the lance, all creatures were equal; with such head-on tactics, human knights had no fear, and their tight formation was something the scattered wolf riders could not contend with. Rows of lances were not something that war blades could withstand.
With each thrust and stab, in just one encounter, nearly a thousand wolf riders were unhorsed, while the human knights had lost merely two to three hundred men.
But Hell Scream didn't care about this loss; he had already witnessed the tactics of the human knights. Although their lance charge was fierce, its strongest point was the first wave. Once it turned into a melee, the lances would lose their power.
