My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Muradin is now in a very difficult situation. Grom, who was seriously injured, not only did not fall, but became even more violent.Muradin's right arm was injured to the point, and he could no longer swing the heavy hammer.Muradin, who gritted his teeth to resist and moved backward, finally made up his mind--it seems that he could only use that trick...but his current physical condition may not be able to bear such a heavy burden, so...try to be as instant as possible Solve the battle!

After making up his mind, Muradin tried his best to withstand Grom's stormy attacks, while silently mobilizing the magical power in his body-although there may be some sequelae, but... Muradin's mind emerged The concerned gaze of that human little devil head—even the big words like "I am the king of the hill" were uttered, so you can't go back to see the kid with your defeat!

The king of the hill, this is the title that has always belonged to the king of the dwarf kingdom.Except for some dwarves who have close contact with humans and believe in the holy light, most traditional dwarves believe in the spirits of mountains. In the ancient legends of dwarves, they came from the secluded/deep underground under the mountains, one day , The dwarves will return to their home.

The king of the hill, as the name suggests, is the king of all dwarves.However, in Muradin's generation, things are a little bit special. He and his brother Magni Bronzebeard passed many tests at the same time, received the blessing from the spirit of the Ironforge Mountains, and became the most powerful fighters.

Of course, this is not to say that there will be any discord between Muradin and his brother. Ironforge dwarves are all bold heroes (Uh...so are female dwarves), only trash like Dark Iron dwarves Will fight for power.Muradin has always been proud of his and his brother being able to win the title of "King of the Hill" at the same time.

The title of "King of the Hill" is not just a symbol; the blessing of the spirit of the mountains allows every King of the Hill to gain combat power far surpassing the rest of the clan. This is also Grom's beheading The reason why hundreds of dwarven warriors were defeated by Muradin in the end.

It is not unreasonable for the dwarves to claim to be the people of the mountains; the reason why they always choose to build their cities in the mountains is mostly for similar reasons-the closer they are to the core of the mountains, the shorter they are. The more people will become another form.

"Stone-like dwarves", this is a word often used by other races in the world of Azeroth to describe dwarves. It is usually used to describe the stubborn temper of the dwarves, just like "Quel'Thalas' feeding bottle"— —The latter is often used to mock the little white faces of the high elves who are more maiden than maidens.

However, few people know that in the mountains, dwarves will really become like stones-here, their life span is almost infinite, and their skin becomes tough and rough, which can avoid diseases and toxins. Even the damaged wound will not shed blood.

"Stone statue", this is what the dwarves call for this physical change. They like to be in this state, so most dwarves will continue to dig deep into the mountains in their castles, gold, gems, There are also many strangely shaped monuments, and even some terrifying creatures living in the ground, often excavated by dwarves.

After receiving the blessing of the spirit of the mountains, Muradin, the king of the hills, can bring this form to the ground and strengthen it."God descends to earth", this is how it was called in the ancient books of the dwarves.Muradin didn't know what a god was. He was relatively young when he first knew the term. He climbed to the top of the mountain and watched for a long time, but he didn't find any god in the sky...what is a god in the end?Muradin has lived for hundreds of years, and has not seen a living god yet, but the word Titan often appears in the records of various ancient sites.

After mobilizing the power that belongs to the mountain in his body, Muradin will enter a magical state-his body will swell, his skin will become the same color as bluestone, and of course it will be as hard as it is. His power is also Will grow exponentially.The defeat of Grom before, also used such power.

But such a powerful force, naturally, could not be used at will, otherwise Muradin would have used such a force to kill Grom on the first day.The time that the gods can go down to the earth can last no more than 30 seconds. After use, they will temporarily lose their power; if they can't kill within these 30 seconds, at least knock down Grom, Muradin himself will completely become a cutting board. The fat.

Chapter One Hundred Ninety One

Moreover, not long ago, Muradin had just used such power to smash the back door of the Dun Modr Fortress. Therefore, even if he activates the gods to descend, it will not last more than a few seconds. Can he defeat this in a few seconds? Muradin himself was not sure of a tough opponent.

Grom's continued madness was not over yet, and a huge gory roar slammed Muradin on the head.In the face of this mad-like enemy, Muradin gritted his teeth--fight!Just as Grom's next attack was still roaring in the air, Muradin's skin suddenly began to turn black.

coming!——Grom's eyes narrowed, increasing the strength of his hands.I don’t know why, today this dwarf warrior did not use this magical skill as soon as he came up, but Grom would not give the enemy any kindness or opportunity because of this. Gorehowl’s huge axe still smashed into Mu unstoppably. The top of Latin's head.

However, Grom still underestimated the power of the gods descending to the world. His self-determined blow was actually blocked, and it was blocked by the heavy warhammer in Muradin's right hand!In the state of the gods descending to the earth, Muradin's injuries were instantly healed, which allowed his originally weak right hand to regain strength and to withstand Grom's mortal blow.

Muradin in the mortal state of the gods is so powerful that Grom cannot contend.After Gorehowl violently collided with the heavy warhammer on Muradin's right hand, it made a crisp sound, like a whimper; the two powerful forces collided together, and Grom felt a huge bullet. On Gorehowl’s axe, even though the muscles on his arms had been tightened to a critical state, the bluish-black tendons were violent under the green skin, and it was difficult to stop this force. Grom’s hands were With the bloody roar, he lifted up to the sky.

Muradin was waiting for such an opportunity. At this time, the city-breaking axe in his left hand, which was already ready to go, slid fiercely toward Grom's lower abdomen.The bottom-up speed is incredibly fast, Muradin seems to be able to see the sight of his opponent being cut open and intestines flowing out of the ground-damn green dog byproducts, this time you will not be so lucky!

However, the axe blade didn't have the invigorating and sticky feeling of cutting the flesh, Muradin widened his eyes-the damn orc actually blocked his own killing blow in this way!Grom loosened the handle of Gorehowl's axe at the very moment of his life, allowing his weapons to fly backwards; this freed his hands to resist Muradin's attack.

However, if the flesh wants to resist the sharp axe blade, it will naturally pay the price of blood.Grom used the bloodiest way. He first blocked Muradin's axe with his left arm-the sharp blade cut into Grom's skin irresistibly and penetrated into his small The arm, if it advances slightly by an inch, he can cut off his left hand.

But at this time, Grom's right hand had already gripped Muradin's wrist tightly.Although Muradin is good at using two two-handed weapons, his left hand is still not as flexible and powerful as his right.Under Grom's obstruction, Muradin's axe blade not only failed to break the orc, but even unable to get in and cut off his arm.

Of course, Muradin still has a right hand. As soon as he regained his intuition, the right hand that had been paralyzed in the fierce confrontation just now, Muradin swung the warhammer and slammed it on Grom's chest.As long as he was hit by this heavy hammer, Grom would definitely have to pay the price of death.

Grom was already unable to resist at this time-his left hand was almost cut off; his right hand was about to clasp Muradin's left wrist, relax a little, the huge city-breaking axe would cut his belly.Therefore, Grom could only watch the warhammer hit his chest—at this moment, death was so close to Grom.

Of course, true soldiers are not afraid of death.All Grom had in mind was the regret that he could not wash away the shame of defeat.He rounded his blood-red eyes-a real warrior, who dared to face the dripping blood, whether it was an enemy or his own-the first warrior among the orcs, the greatest warrior ever, would never look like a The coward usually closes his eyes and waits for the blade to be added, but he has to see with his own eyes how the warhammer smashes into his bloody chest!

However, Grom finally didn't have the luck and could face his own death; at the same time, he was so lucky because he had won the duel.When Muradin's heavy hammer approached Grom's chest, the black quickly faded from his body, and the king of the hills' complexion returned to its original burgundy pale color-the god descended to earth, it was over.

A huge fatigue hit Muradin's body, he had never used the gods to descend to the earth twice in a day.After he was relieved, the numbness in the muscles and the tingling pain everywhere in the body made him just want to fall to the ground, falling on this dirty blood-stained grass from him and the green dog. A deep sleep.

But Muradin was not reconciled!Twice, it is already twice. Even though the god descended to the world so close to victory in the battle, he was only a little too close to crushing the rib cage of this green dog, for those dwarf warriors who died in battle, for those The dwarven civilians slaughtered innocently, revenge for the dwarves, humans and all other races who died in the orc invasion of the entire Azeroth world!

But that's just a little bit, Muradin has missed two chances to drink victory wine.He opened his small eyes unwillingly, and although he tried to straighten his spine, he inevitably fell softly.Grom couldn't hold on any longer, he let go of Muradin's left wrist, let the defeated opponent fall to the ground, and then covered the bleeding wound on his left arm.

Muradin's heavy hammer and city-breaking axe fell beside him, lying flat on the ground, just like their once mighty master.Muradin didn’t want to look at the orc choppy anymore, his gaze drifted towards the top of the city—I’m sorry, my child, I still didn’t keep my promise... I just hope that the people on the wall can pay attention to it. The bloody sight when his head was cut off by the enemy.Muradin muttered in his heart, and his heavy eyelids finally closed together. This dwarf brave, the current King of the Hill, fell into a pool of blood mixed with his enemies and passed out in a coma.

Grom grinned, thinking that the battle just now was really dangerous.Although the pain in his left arm didn't make him care, he almost lost his left arm forever.What does losing a hand mean to a fighter?Grom thought of the chief of the Shattered Hand clan who remained in the world of Draenor, Kargath Bladefist.

Chapter 192 The Warsong Clan is Coming

If his left arm is cut off by this dwarf warrior, maybe he can only fit a crude blade on his arm like the Shattered Hand clan?Grom sneered—Kagas, before he was captured by the ogres, he was one of the few orcs who could compete with Grom; but look at what he has become. Like?Without a hand, he didn't even have the strength to give Grom shoes.

Grom sneered at Kargath while thanking that he was still healthy.He walked to Gorehowl, which was stuck on the ground, and with his right hand gently drew his weapon from the grass, and then walked towards Muradin who was lying on the ground-this is a good opponent, Grom decided Under his head, tied to his waist-this is a respectable opponent, Grom decided to let his head with himself, enjoying Azeroth and Draenor, two world firsts The glory of the brave.

A soft "swish" broke Grom's dream.Despite multiple injuries, even fatal injuries, Grom's body still remained keenly alert.He turned around abruptly, slashed forward with Gorehowl in one hand, and picked down an arrow that flew straight to him-this strength, this feel... It was the enemy who had just shot five arrows at him on the wall. !

Grom raised his head and looked forward. In addition to a high elf woman who shot at herself with a bow and arrow at the city gate, there was also a human warrior with golden light all over her body. Run over by yourself.Grom felt extremely angry-these guys, don't they know what respect is?

Grom seems to have forgotten that if it hadn't been for Broxhigar and Orgrim's cross-cutting, he would have been smashed to the head by Muradin; he now only has anger at these two enemies, but reason tells him , It should be time to retreat—it’s still too close to Dun Modr Fortress. If it’s at night, even if it’s only a few minutes, a large number of human forces will attack him. Grom doesn’t want to die here. .

Grom, who ran Gorehowl on his shoulders while escaping to the distant woods, looked back at Muradin lying on the ground with some regret, then retracted his gaze and accelerated his feet—dwarf, Is your name Muradin?Although I didn't break your head, it is not necessarily a bad thing.Muradin, wait for me, next time I meet, I will become stronger, and then... let's fight for victory again!

Grom shot a few arrows in succession towards the fleeing Grom, but only one arrow was inserted into the shoulder of the orc, Vereesa lowered her longbow.Seeing Mograine still chasing into the distance, Vereesa quickly reminded: "Hey! Let's save this dwarf first! Little color... Alsace is worried about him!"

Mograine stopped and glanced at Grom, who was rushing to the distant woods, and the orc soldiers who had already assaulted here, and sent his saber back to the scabbard at his waist. He picked up Muradin lying on the ground, thought for a while, picked up the dwarf's weapon, and quickly retreated into the castle-of course, Muradin's weapon is not something that can be easily carried, Mograine can't Don't keep begging for strength from the holy light, lest you get tired and slumped to the ground before returning to the city.

The gates of Dun Modo Fortress were wide open. As soon as Vereesa and Mograine retreated, they quickly moved towards the courtyard inside the fortress.The militiamen of Stromgarde that had been waiting for a long time formed a dense array, blocking the door of the fortress, waiting for the orc warriors who followed the two to kill.

Arthas was waiting anxiously in the courtyard. Although Frostmourne had said that Muradin was okay, Arthas had to see it in person to be relieved.Mograine placed Muradin on the ground in the courtyard, then dropped the two heavy two-handed weapons, scattered the holy light that covered the whole body, and his chest was undulating violently-I really don't understand what this dwarf is usually How can you wield those two heavy weapons.

Arthas knelt down to check Muradin's injury, and finally heaved a sigh of relief-Muradin had no bleeding wounds on his body, just coma.Of course Arthas didn't know that Muradin's wound was healed because of the short-lived God descending to the earth, but he couldn't let Muradin lie here, so he could only trouble Mograine again and send Muradin to one. Inside the dwarf’s barracks.

After doing all this, Arthas hurried back to the city wall. This time, Danas did not go to the battlefield in person. Instead, he watched the orcs attacking Dun Modd’s fortress on the city wall, and wrinkled tightly. Frowning.Arthas came to Darnas, looked out through the gap in the wall, felt something wrong, and said: "The orcs who attacked this time... don't seem to be the same as those just now?"

Danath's expression was very serious, nodded, and agreed: "Yes, no matter the formation or the momentum, it is much stronger than the group of orcs..." Alsace and Danas didn't know, and now they are facing Dunmore. It was Grom's warriors from the Warsong clan who launched the attack on the German Fortress.

Originally, these people came to rescue their chiefs. In a one-on-one situation, even if Grom was killed by the opponent, the warriors of the Warsong clan would not interfere. This is the most basic pride and dignity of the soldiers; But those humans have already begun the siege, and they will naturally no longer be polite.

Although Grom was not threatened, he did not cut off his opponent's head as he wished, which made Grom very angry.Therefore, he directly issued an order to the Warsong clan under him, leaving the Dragonmaw clan and the Blackfang clan aside, and launched an attack on the Dun Modd Fortress.As for the Zuherd and Blackham brothers... Grom is in front of them, and they don't need them and their people to die, so naturally they are happy.

If distinguished by the human military system, the difference in combat effectiveness between the Warsong clan and the Dragonmaw clan is as obvious as between the militia and the soldiers.Every warrior of the Warsong clan worships their chief, Grom. Under the call of the chief, the warsong clan will destroy all enemies in front of him.

The Warsong clan that swept into the city gate with a violent wind quickly caused huge casualties to the Stromgarde infantry in the city.The front end of the phalanx was torn open with several large openings, and the warsong clan warriors wielding heavy weapons were slaughtering the surrounding human soldiers wantonly.

But the heroic militias of Stromgarde will not be repelled in this way-even though their prince is not standing by their side at this time, they have also erupted with tenacious fighting spirit.No one retreats, no one is afraid. The only thing that can make these brave fighters put down their weapons is death.

Chapter 193 Heavy Casualties

The battle situation was more intense than the previous head-to-head combat. Although Arthas did not watch the battle in the courtyard, he could still get the progress of the battle situation in the city gate cave from the messengers who kept climbing on the city wall.Danath's brows have been frowning tightly, because the current situation is not optimistic.

Arthas supported the city wall and looked at the orc army in the distance.Unlike the previous kind of random offensive, the orcs this time chose a very effective offensive method-they formed a small phalanx of fifty people and attacked the city of Dun Modr in batches. The door made an impact.

Such an offense is almost equivalent to suicide.After replenishing and adjusting troops many times, Dun Modr fortress has gathered at least 5,000 human infantry. Every soldier in Stromgarde is looking forward to revenge against the orcs who invaded their homeland.Although these orcs fought fiercely, every orc warrior fell in exchange for the death of at least three human warriors, but only with a team of fifty people, it was impossible to take down the fortress of Dun Modd.

But such tactics are a very heavy test for the consumption of the human army.The previous longbowmen's three consecutive firings did not play any role. The army of the orcs gathered outside the range of the bow and arrow. Only after all their companions were killed in the city gate would they initiate a new round of charge.

There are only fifty soldiers, and the thickness of the square formation is no more than a few meters. The archers under Ricks can't use the method of estimation in advance to spread the arrows on the heads of these orcs; and , A team of fifty people can basically completely enter the gate hole of Dun Modr Fortress, and the arrows of the archers are almost useless.

With a battle damage ratio of one to three, or even one to five, the soldiers of Stromgarde used their flesh and blood to form a solid line of defense to stop these bloody and barbaric orcs.The two forces of the world of Azeroth and the world of Draenor violently collided within the narrow gate of this fortress. The two civilizations, advanced and barbaric, were fighting wantonly. The only thing in common was the complete extinction of their opponents. Before, neither humans nor orcs would succumb.

At this stage of the war, no one can tell why the two sides are fighting.In fact, the world of Azeroth is wide enough, and there are countless unknown areas in the world of Draenor waiting to be explored.These two vast areas have enough resources and space for humans and orcs to survive together.

But the orcs did not come to Azeroth for any peace or living space. Their original intention was aggression.From the Lich King Ner'zhul, Arthas understood the root of this protracted and tragic war-the Burning Legion. This powerful force that made Arthas feared and hated was the root of all this.