Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!After the smoke and dust dissipated, golden streamers escaped from it. The place where Thrall was standing has been blasted into a low pit by Grommash’s jump, but the protective shield made up of golden light is blocking it. Under Grommash's attack.

However, after the sturdy protective shield made a crisp sound, it shattered, and Grommash was backed a few steps by the counter-shock force bullet before he could stand firmly.

Thrall turned his head and looked behind him, the familiar blue banner stood up, and human elite steppers rushed into the battlefield to help the orcs of the tribe fight with the Warsong clan.

"Look at your opponent and control the red guys." Varian ordered the soldiers to charge, and at the same time, don't attack the green-skinned orcs.

The light in Arthas's hand also gradually dissipated, and it was he who helped Thrall to block Gromash's full blow just now.

Thrall’s forehead was also covered with cold sweat at the moment, and he realized how horrible the attack was when he faced Grommash’s axe blade. Without Alsace’s assistance, if he intends to force it, even if he escapes to death, he probably will. He was seriously injured and lost the ability to fight.

The headless orcs with a group of dragons are very likely to be dispersed by the Warsong clan of Grommash, and the tribe will suffer heavy losses.

Alsace, riding a war horse, crossed the battlefield lightly. The heavy warhammer seemed to be nothing in his hands. The evil orcs who dared to step forward were all swept away by a hammer, lying on the ground and unable to get up.

"Why do you want to help us?" Thrall looked at Arthas warily, no way, the prince's name, even the most ignorant orc, had heard of it.

He is the glory of Lordaeron and the spiritual leader of the First Legion and the Silver Hand. As long as Arthas is there, any human enemy will be frightened and flee.

The orcs who had faced Alsace's siege naturally knew Alsace's "bad name". In their eyes, the prince of Lordaeron could be compared with the scourge.

Even Thrall sometimes wondered what he should do if he faced Alsace, but before becoming an enemy, Arthas unexpectedly stood by them.

"You should be able to continue fighting," Arthas glanced at Thrall, and found that the warchief's face was a little bit concealed in surprise. "Don't be so surprised, it's just that the devil is more damnable than the orcs."

"I understand," Thrall immediately understood what Alsace meant: In dealing with demons, the Alliance temporarily shared interests with them, "I will control Grommash with you."

Arthas nodded. In the current situation, it is the best choice to suppress this crazy warsong chief as soon as possible. There are several helpers who can naturally end the battle faster.

Seemingly aware of the threat of Arthas, Grommash roared and raised the gorehowl to charge towards Arthas. The axe he raised slashed towards the horse under Alsace.

The abundance of battles could have allowed Grommash to plan to eliminate Arthas's mount at the first time, and let the knight fall into foot combat, which is undoubtedly more beneficial to him.

Seeing through the Alsace warhammer that Grommash planned to sweep away, the scorching light spilled out, blocking Grommash's only way.However, Grommash didn't mean to stop at all, intending to harden the seemingly fragile "obstacle".

But when Arthas's holy light fell on him, even the nerves dulled by the demon blood could clearly feel the severe pain. Grommash's body was shaken, and he was obviously hurt.Lingdu e-book www.txtld.com

Before being shrouded by more holy light, Grommash rolled on the spot, and it was able to escape the remaining holy light, and the place swept by the holy light was already scorched.

The fel energy and the holy light collide together, as if oil meets fire, there is no need for any other stimulation at all, just the collision of the two energies will produce a violent reaction.

Grommash's body is full of fel power, so the holy light will burn on him like a bone-attached maggot until it is annihilated by fel energy.

Arthas's warhammer didn't give Grommash time to breathe. He leaned forward, and the shining warhammer hit Grommash's chest firmly, smashing the invincible Warsong chief directly into the air.

Thrall looked at the timing from the side, and the elemental shackles in his hand flashed out, wrapped around Grommash's body, dragged him to the ground severely, smashing a huge depression.

He also understood that Gromash's skin was thick and thick, and he would not lose his life because of this damage.And the facts are just as Thrall expected, even after taking the hammer of Arthas and being locked by elemental spells, the violent warsong chief is still struggling, making Thrall's spells in danger.

But as soon as Grommash raised his head, the giant warhammer condensed by golden holy light fell from the sky and pressed firmly on Grommash's body. The turbulent energy fluctuations continued to spread from the depression, and Thrall couldn't bear it. He wanted to stop the spell, but he also understood that Grommash would go crazy without limit without losing enough physical strength.

When the movement under the warhammer was getting smaller and smaller, Arthas waved his hand, and the warhammer was shattered and turned into pieces of holy light and fell on Grommash's body, scorching more than half of his body. Life.

Thrall stopped when he saw this, and hurried to Grommash's side, confirming that the chief had lost consciousness and was unconscious, and then summoned the elemental power to infiltrate Grommash's scarred body.

After the violent warsong orcs lost the chief, they just stubbornly resisted. Not long after, they were suppressed under the combined attack of humans and orcs. Most of them were controlled, and a small part was in fierce battle. Die.

The Warsong clan has already lost many warriors in the fury and killing caused by the devil blood. Now that it can stabilize the situation with this ending, Thrall thinks it is a good result.

After dealing with his own injuries, Thrall stood up, walked to Alsace's horse, treated Arthas with orc manners, and said solemnly, "I owe you a favor."

"If you really feel that you owe me favors, just take care of your people and don't let them get into trouble again." Alsace was not polite with Thrall. The leader's kindness and caution are a good quality, but Among the wild tribe, Thrall's occasional indecision can lead to big mistakes.

"I……"

Thrall wanted to make a statement, saying that the orcs were not a savage race, but after seeing the corpses all over the battlefield, he couldn't say anything.

"I advise you to keep Hellscream in a cage-if you don't want to cause more serious consequences. He just fainted now, and the Abyss Lord's control over them is not over."

Arthas looked at Grommash, whose fingers had twitched involuntarily, and knew that he had begun to recover gradually, but before the curse of the devilish blood was lifted, the best way was to take good care of this violent "beast".

Thrall also glanced at Grommash, then looked at Arthas, and sighed, "I... understand, but I want you to understand that the orcs are not demon minions, they are just enslaved and lost. I lost my consciousness."

"Okay, instead of talking nonsense here, it's better to think of a way to regain consciousness," Arthas said calmly, "I just want to remind you that the culprit of demon blood is not eradicated, and the orcs may at any time Controlled by this depraved power—you can do it yourself."