My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Chapter 181 Five Arrows Linking Pearls

The orcs are not fast, but they have a sense of rhythm.The thighs as thick as the waist of an adult man swayed, and his bare feet stepped on the soft grass of the wet ground.Unlike ordinary orc warriors, the entire naked/bare upper body, and the huge battle axe-Arthas understood that this is a very powerful opponent, and also the kind of opponent who likes to fight for life.

Most of the orcs Alsace had seen had a somewhat out-of-proportion body due to the thick upper body. When walking and running, they would buckle; however, this orc had a very balanced body proportion and a powerful momentum. , Even standing far below the fortress, it made Arthas feel a bloody breath rushing over his face.

The orc came to a place not far from the fortress of Dun Modr, took off the axe from his shoulders, squatted on the ground, and roared at the head of the fortress of Dun Modr.Despite the distance, Arthas and others can still understand the meaning of the roar-when the orcs encounter problems, they like to use a simple and rude solution-a duel.

Arthas looked at Danas with a serious face, and he secretly cried out in his heart-although he was middle-aged, but still passionate bald uncle, it seemed that he would not let this orc be presumptuous here.Sure enough, Danas opened his mouth and said: "Open the city gate, I will meet this guy myself!"

Arthas hurriedly stopped and said: "Prince Danas, you have just been injured, so don't do it yourself...This orc is just a provocation. We don't care about it, and they will naturally take other actions in a while." Some things Al Sath didn't say it, but everyone at the head of the city understood that-Prince Danas was the only one who was able to command the militias of Stromgarde that were currently deployed at Dun Mod Fort and staying on the opposite bank of the Thador Bridge.In case something happened to him...

Arthas didn't dare to think anymore, Mograine also persuaded him: "His Royal Highness, this orc is very unusual. For the sake of the situation, you still... don't fight it rashly." Danas was taken aback, looked at the guard of Lordaeron who had been following Arthas, and asked: "What's so special?"

Mograine pointed to the orc outside the fortress and explained to the people on the front of the city: "The orcs rarely use weapons like bows and arrows, but in the defensive battle just now, those orcs didn't know that we had archers. But now, that orc is standing blatantly within the range of the bow and arrow...That shows that it is confident that our bow and arrow will not hurt it."

Mograine's words made Danas hesitate for a while before he said: "It's also possible, this is its provocative behavior." Mograine shook his head and did not speak, but he believed that the orcs, no matter how stupid they were, Will not use life to do such meaningless behavior.The only explanation is that the orc has enough confidence in its body's defenses.Mograine felt that the orc under the city might have a self-defense weapon like "Holy Shield" like himself.

Alsace interrupted and said, "Why, don't you know if you try?" As he said, Arthas nodded to Vereesa.Vereesa understood what Alsace meant, drew out the longbow around his waist, came to the wall of the city, shakes his shoulders, has a green chest/breast, the carving is delicate, but the strength is not weak at all. The bow has been drawn to a full circle, and a purple arcane arrow is condensed in Vereesa's hand.

However, after taking aim for a while, Vereesa still dissipated the arcane energy in her hand. In the eyes of everyone in the city head, Vereesa drew a physical arrow from the quiver behind her and placed it on On his bowstring.The high elven ranger, unlike the archers of other races, is that after they run out of arrows, they can still shoot with arcane arrows.Therefore, the arrows carried by the high elven rangers are usually arrows with special effects. For example, the "Pterodactyl Spike" that Vereesa anchors the orc shaman Drektal is one of the more precious ones. One kind.

Vereesa now uses an arrow that is more suitable for destroying armor.The arrow of this kind of arrow is heavier, with four sharp edges and corners-Vereesa believes Mograine's judgment, that the orc under the city must have excellent defensive capabilities.In order to show the limelight in front of that little/color/ghost, Vereesa decided to fight.

With a "buzz", Vereesa's bowstring loosened, and the arrow flew towards the orc under the city like a meteor.However, the high elf ranger's attack did not stop, Vereesa drew out four arrows from the quiver in a quick motion, and shot them at the orc like beads.

Even the ranger who used bow and arrow as his daily life for many years, after completing this series of actions, Vereesa's physical strength was a little too exhausted.She bit her lip, held her body forcibly, and looked down at the city, trying to check her results, but was stunned by the scene below the city.

The five arrows that Vereesa thought would kill, indeed hit the orc without exception, and almost at the same time.However, those arrows that could not catch the flight path with the naked eye were blocked by the axe of the battle axe that the orc lifted leisurely. Amid a series of crisp clangs, all of Vereesa's arrows fell on the ground.

Grom Hellscream was very resistant to this trip to Dun Modr Fort.He is the first warrior in the orc coalition, and the reason he came to Azeroth is to fight with a stronger opponent.After taking that green potion many times and even swallowing a large amount of puree, Grom felt that his body was full of power, and even Goron from Blade's Edge Mountain was no longer his opponent.

Therefore, after the opening of the portal between Azeroth and the world of Draenor—the Dark Portal, Grom came to this strange world with a desire for powerful enemies, but after coming here , He was a little disappointed.The aborigines here are really too weak. The first human army encountered after going out of the Dark Portal, about a few hundred people, was slaughtered by Grom alone.Afterwards, Grom, who didn't feel the challenge, returned to the world of Draenor on his own.

But the news that came later made Grom feel very excited, and the orcs' offensive was frustrated.I heard that a bald human warrior, alternately using two-handed swords and swords and shields, killed countless orcs and forced Gul'dan's army into the swamp of sorrow in the north of the cursed land.

Grom would not sympathize with those of the same kind who died in the hands of that human warrior. In his eyes, the weak would only end in death.Even his own biological son, that... the name Grom can't remember. The baby was born weak and was thrown mercilessly on the grasslands of Nagrand. Maybe he is picking up Clefthoof. Cow dung!

Chapter 182 The Bloodhand Man Tugrom

That powerful human warrior was more attractive to Grom than his son who was destined to be unable to become a great warrior.For this reason, he stopped going to the Blade's Edge Mountains to slaughter Goron, returned to Azeroth, and participated in this orc invasion war.

Grom will not wantonly slaughter human soldiers and civilians, of course, this is not because of mercy, just because of disdain.However, he was disappointed to learn that the human warrior was not in the Swamp of Sorrows, but had disappeared from the human army besieging the orc camp a few days ago.

This made Grom extremely angry. He killed a hundred human soldiers in a row, only to temporarily calm his heart that was aroused by the strong to kill.Changes have taken place within the Orc Expeditionary Army at this time. Orgrim Doomhammer killed Blackhand the Destroyer, slaughtered the Shadow Council, and gained control of the Orc Expeditionary Army.

Of course Grom didn't care about such things.The people in the Shadow Council, Grom is also very annoying-he clearly has the body of a burly and strong warrior, but what kind of magic he has to practice?Similarly, Grom also hates shamans who use elemental spells like Ner'zhul. He prefers shamans who use spells in close combat like Drek'Thar.

Blackham was a coward and a trash, Grom always thought so.I also drank the kind of green potion provided by Gul'dan, but Blackham couldn't even help his own blow, and he would be split his head with the axe of "Bloodhowl".As for Orgrim... that guy was pretty good, but can he be better than Grom after drinking the potion?

Grom, who could not find a rival among his own tribe and his kind, angrily led the warsong clan's army to the capital of the human kingdom, and left the other orc clans far behind.There was no trace of the human bald warrior along the way. Grom could not suppress the rage and anger in his heart, and slaughtered many human civilians along the way to vent his hatred.

In the end, Grom arrived at Stormwind, the capital of the human kingdom, as he wished. This reminded him of Shattrath, the capital of the draenei—of course, memories of killing.There, Grom met countless draenei vindicators who resisted stubbornly. What would he encounter here?That human bald warrior must be the strongest of this weak race, right?Grom opened the door of Stormwind with "Gorehowl", and at the same time he was full of happy imagination-the first warrior who can defeat a race, even a weak race, is enough to make Grom ecstatic. .

However, it seemed that an unknown force was desperately obstructing it. When Grom entered Stormwind, the capital was already a bit chaotic.The frail human civilians ran around, shouting some wailing that Grom didn't understand.In the fortress in the distance, a bell sounded that made Grom a little uncomfortable—he had an instinct that the bell belonged to a dead person.

Grom, who smashed around in Stormwind and killed all living creatures in his vision, finally saw the human bald warrior by the harbor.Although he hadn't dealt with before, Grom recognized at a glance that this must be the first warrior of mankind that the same kind said-this came from one warrior and the recognition of another warrior.

But the human warrior seemed to have no interest in Grom's approval. His face was full of sadness. He didn't know if it was because of the fall of his capital or because the people were harvested by a foreign race.Grom didn't understand why the first hero of mankind didn't guard his own capital like the draenei. He only knew that he was very manic now and needed blood to suppress the evil/fire in his heart.

Grom slaughtered wildly for three days in the human capital, and even some orcs from other clans died in his hands.In the days that followed, despite the orcs marching all the way north, Grom's mood remained very low, and he clamored to return to Draenor several times-damn, I don’t know how creatures in this world are like this. Weak, those little wild wolves, wild boars and grizzly bears can actually be regarded as large animals.

You know that in Draenor, Grom can at least hunt Grom and the ogres-those guys once captured Grom and tortured him severely.Although he did not surrender, Grom has always been ashamed of it. After taking the potion, he in turn tortured those strong monsters severely.Stabbing Goron's one eye, cutting off the limbs of the ogre-listening to the howls of these former enemies, Grom felt that his killing heart could be calm and peaceful for a while.

However, Grom was unable to return in the end. Gul'dan claimed that without the Shadow Council, he could not provide enough magic power for Grom to pass through the portal.In order to gather enough mana sources for Gul'dan, Grom sent out warriors from the Warsong clan many times to ride the backward canoes across the endless sea to the northernmost part of the continent to find those high elves reserve. Rune stone.

Of course, Grom himself has no such interest at all, because those high elves are even more delicate than humans.But soon, the orc's advancement was blocked, and this blocking was exactly what Grom wanted to see-which meant that he had another powerful enemy to kill.

Just below this Dun Mod Fortress, the orc army encountered obstacles.The group of dwarves put down the steel gate of the fortress, stood on the high wall, and shot at the orc warriors.Grom once tried to split the gate made of stainless steel, but in the end it failed, and his beloved "Blood Roar" popped out several gaps.

Of course Grom had tried to climb to the top of the city... But even if he was the number one warrior among the orcs, even if he had drunk countless green potions provided by Gul'dan, he could not have jumped to a height of tens of meters. City wall.At that time, Grom turned around like a headless fly under Dun Modr fortress, until Orgrim proposed a new battle plan-attacking the dwarven capital, Ironforge.

Just like when he marched into Stormwind, Grom took the lead with his Warsong clan.In the Dun Morogh Plains, Grom did enjoy the joy of fighting-those dwarves, whether they are fighters or civilians, whether they are men or women, have immense strength. To slaughter them is more exciting than slaughtering human civilians.

But in Ironforge, Grom was frustrated again.Those nasty little dwarfs actually closed their city gates, only shooting Grom and his Warsong clan on the high walls.Although the bullets of those muskets could not cause Grom to suffer any damage at such a distance.

Chapter 183 Single Brush Ironforge

But Grom quickly found a way to make him happy-that was provocation.Dwarves are not sane creatures, especially after drinking enough ale.Those guys were very confident in their strength, which made them unable to stand a green-skinned orc, alone in front of their fortress, roaring mockingly at them.

Two hundred and seventy-six, this number is the number of dwarf warriors who left the castle and duel with Grom during the siege of Ironforge.These people are all warriors without exception. When they left the fortress, they never thought about going back.

Grom respects such warriors. He allows those dwarves to leave the fort and collect corpses for these warriors-the reason for using the word collection is because Grom cannot control his actions in battle, although it is not necessary, but blood Hou still often cut the bodies of those dwarves into several sections.

The following days were the happiest time in Grom's life-for the first time, especially after taking those green potions, he encountered a close opponent.After slicing nearly three hundred dwarven warriors, Grom ushered in a bitter battle. His opponent was one of the kings of the group of dwarves.

It is said that Grom, the younger brother of the dwarf king, has dealt with these dwarves many times. His head is not stupid, he can understand a few simple dwarf words.When the dwarf warrior appeared in front of Grom, he was as usual, roaring blood on the snow in front of Ironforge, waiting for someone to come and fight him.

The door of Ironforge opened slowly, and a strong short man came out menacingly.The open space in front of Ironforge is large enough that Grom prohibits any orcs from attacking the dwarves during their duel. If anyone dares to interfere with his duel, Grom will cut off his head without hesitation— Even Orgrim Doomhammer is no exception.

"Muradin!" Grom could understand the cheers of the dwarves watching the battle on the wall.The scale of today's spectator was extraordinary, and there was even a dwarf wearing a cloak and a crown sitting on a chair at the head of the city.Grom knew that this was the king of those dwarves, and he was also a strong warrior—Grom was eager to fight him.

But the dwarf in front of him is not simple. Grom distinguished a common vocabulary-"brother" from the shout of the dwarf king.This dwarf is as strong as his brother, draped in thick plate armor, and two huge two-handed weapons are inserted diagonally behind his back-a city-breaking axe and a heavy warhammer.

That dwarf warrior is the most solid opponent Grom has ever seen. Grom felt that the muscles on this little dwarf must be as hard as a rock-just like himself, such muscles represent tremendous brawn and explosive power.There was no ritual, or even time to prepare, Grom picked up the gore howling on the ground and rushed towards the dwarf happily.

One day, a whole day.Grom fought against his opponent for a whole day.His gorehowl tore the opponent’s plate several times, leaving the dwarf’s white with brownish-yellow skin soaked in blood; but Grom couldn’t get anything cheap. After that battle, he was in the camp. Lying down for a week-the feeling of having five broken ribs and one arm, even for Grom, who sometimes tastes his own blood, is not so good.

But Grom felt very happy, yes, very happy.When he and the dwarf warrior could only stand on the snow with their own weapons, and were unable to attack, Grom said goodbye to the dwarf warrior, and then staggered to the orc army. The resident just fell headlong at the entrance of the camp, but the smile on his face broke out uncontrollably-it was so enjoyable!

A week later, Grom came to the door of Ironforge again.As he expected, the dwarf warrior left the fortress again and came to Grom's front, and both of them were also restored to life.Grom had never encountered such a pleasant thing in his life, and even killing Goron and the ogres could not bring him such joy.

It was another life and death fight that lasted a day.Grom obviously felt the growth of his opponent, but he also made great progress.In the duel last week, he learned how to control the power of the evil blood in his body.Grom felt he was omnipotent, but his opponent was even more bloodthirsty than him.

The blood cannot stop the fighting between the two warriors of the dwarf race and the orc race, nor can the pain, which only makes them more excited.When the dwarf staggered back to Ironforge, Grom was already lying on the ground-the orc's first warrior, with a broken leg and a dislocated arm.But he was not much better—Grom thought in his heart that if the dwarf warrior hadn't flashed fast, Grom's Gorehowl would have taken off one of his arms.Of course, Grom couldn't tell whether it was his opponent flashing fast or his men were merciful-something like that happened is also a loss for Grom!

Although the injury was more serious this time, Grom healed faster than last time. He felt that it might be the evil blood in his body that had some power in it that had been stimulated.But Grom didn't panic at all about the changes in his body-as long as it wasn't for changes that made him weaker, Grom wouldn't care what his body became!

Two days later, Grom, who was alive and kicking, came to the gate of Ironforge again. In fact, he came with a show-off mind this time. After all, that dwarf warrior could never have his own situation, and he also drank Gul'dan. The medicine provided?Then he must still be lying on the bed now!

But Grom was destined to have no proud capital, and the dwarf warrior had also recovered his health.Of course this makes Grom happy, because he can do it without saying much.In the subsequent battles, Grom and the dwarf warrior both grew a lot.What puzzled Grom most was that no matter how quickly his injury got better, he was not faster than that dwarf warrior.

Of course, because afterwards, Grom and the dwarf warrior basically did not need to rest, that is, fighting from morning to night every day, which made many orcs feel dissatisfied. They felt that Grom's behavior hindered the progress of the war.But these grumbling orcs only dared to say in private that if Grom or the warriors of the Warsong clan listened to them, their heads would definitely move.

Chapter 184 First Defeat

Of course, this period of time that Grom enjoyed so much has finally ushered in the end, otherwise he would not appear under the Dun Modr Fortress.Some time ago, Orgrim proposed a plan to abandon Ironforge and advance to the Lordaeron subcontinent.Although the first human warrior is still on that continent, Grom has found a new opponent, and he is unwilling to leave Ironforge.

Because of Grom's opposition, the orc army stayed under the mountain of Ironforge for a period of time, until finally there was a turning point-Grom was defeated.Although the chief of the Warsong clan did not want to admit it, he was indeed defeated by the dwarf warrior.