My Frostmourne can't be so cute

More importantly, when the residents were slaughtered and swallowed, he had nothing to do-De Jong could neither take his soldiers out to complete his mission and protect the civilians; nor could he shoot them with a bow and arrow. , To end their pain early-the trolls are not stupid, they are located far beyond the range of the bow and arrow.

With a "clang", Robin's right hand stroked his waist and pulled out half the body of the two-handed sword that had followed him for many years; Robin's face was reflected by the torch on the wall. Overcast and sunny changes.The sharp blade was shining with cold light, and the breath of death enveloped De Rong.

"Do it." De Jong murmured, without intending to resist.He resented that his wrong judgment and omissions led to the tragic death of those innocent people, and he was ashamed of the harm his actions brought to his comrade Robin.If killing yourself personally can make Robin's heart a little more relaxed, then...

"You owe me a life, De Jong." Robin slammed the big sword back into its sheath, loosened De Jong's collar, and stared at him intently. The hatred in his eyes could not dissipate, but something added. Other flavors.

"One?" De Jong was puzzled again.I wanted to smile again--how could there be only one, Tess’s family... I owed Robin four lives; the residents who died tragically and were devoured by the troll... I owed dozens of lives to the people of Stromgarde, and How could there be only one?

"You owe me a life, De Jong. But now. I will recover Tess' debt from those trolls and orcs first, and you can continue to be the captain of your guards and serve His Majesty the King with confidence and boldness; but , De Jong, remember, wait until this battle is over... No matter what the outcome is. As long as I'm still alive, you're still alive, I will ask you for this life." Robin said every word. At the same time, his slightly crude Arathi Highland country accent, in De Jong’s ears, who was accustomed to the Stromgarde accent used by the nobles, seemed very kind-he seemed to have returned more than ten years ago, He is just a small recruit, but he is young and strong, and there are friends worth entrusting his back to fight by his side...

"I'm waiting, Robin. If you and I can survive this battle, I will pay you my life and Tess..." De Jong coughed hard, then vomited on the ground. A mouthful of blood foam; on his face, a fist-shaped blood mark is faintly visible—that is the mark of Robin's fist—because in the previous struggle, he constantly hammered the hard walls with his fists, and the skin on the joints has long been It was worn out, and the blood dripped down Robin's fingertips to the ground, but he didn't notice it.

"Prepare to defend the city." King Thoras, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said.His Majesty's voice is full of depression, and it seems that the tragic deaths of those residents have dealt a considerable blow to him.

"Yes, Your Majesty." De Jong nodded slightly, then looked around; within sight, blood was soaked in the corners of every court guard's mouth-no one, especially the soldiers of Stromgarde, could witness the suffering of their compatriots. After such cruel abuse, he could resist biting his lips.

Taking a long breath of iron-smelling air, De Jong cheered up and began to lay out the fortifications on the city wall-Stromgarde was built on the hill, and the height of the city wall plus the hill is much higher than outside the city. The flat ground is too high, so there is only one way for the orcs to conquer the city wall-that is to assault the city gate.

Nearly two thousand court guards were placed in the battle area near the city gate, and De Jong began to plan the use of the temporarily mobilized veteran wounded reserve team; the entire city head of Stromgarde except for the soldiers going back and forth. In addition to the sound of footsteps back, and the crisp sound of armor hitting the scabbard, thousands of horses crowed.

I want to rely on thousands of soldiers to resist the onslaught of the orcs. Although there is a strong city to rely on, it is almost wishful thinking. Moreover, a small number of sentries must be sent around the wall of Stromgarde to guard against the orcs. Other places were on the city wall; the security in the city was temporarily handed over to several respectable nobles and their servants to maintain the security in the city, so as to save some troops.

Although knowing that this might be his last battle, every court guard is just quietly checking whether his equipment is in order; some guards drawn from the houses of the nobles are better equipped, and they are checking their masters. Crossbows assembled for themselves—everyone, including King Thoras, was waiting for the orcs to attack, waiting for that might be the last moment.(To be continued.)

Chapter 334 Learn Like Us

Outside the city gate of Stromgarde, the lake piled up in front of the castle is divided into two, and the road leading directly to the castle gate forms a "T"-shaped junction on the plain in front of the castle.At the junction of the road and the plain, dozens of fragmented corpses fell at the intersection. Blood was stained with the green grass at the intersection. Some places were light red, and some places had turned black.

"Hiccup~" A troll warrior stood up contentedly-before that, he had a good meal-the content of the human body.The reason why it is a body rather than a corpse is because most human captives were bitten by trolls before they died.

Of course, by this time, the human captives have all died due to excessive blood loss-a really fragile species. If it is a troll, even if he cut his arm and put him in the wild for a day, There will be nothing.

As most of the human captives’ corpses have been chewed up with white bones, the trolls have begun to end their enthusiastic dinner party; the troll warriors who enjoyed the killing and filled their stomachs stood up. Body, after confirming that the scalp they had cut from the head of the prisoner of war was still pinned to the waist, they lined up in a scattered line and walked slowly towards the place of the orc army.

Suddenly, a troll seemed to think of something. He trot away from his companions and turned back to the place where the group of human captives were slaughtered and divided. After a quick search, his eyes lit up and he picked it up from the ground. There was something chubby—it was the head of a human female, to be precise, the head of an old human woman.

The dense wrinkles, the eyes closed without knowing when, and the slightly open mouth without a single tooth, all made the troll warrior want to nausea; but he resisted the nausea in his heart, He took out a bone dismantling knife from his waist and skillfully cut off the scalp from the forehead of the old human woman.

Holding the bloody scalp in one hand and stuffing it into the lace around his waist, the troll warrior threw the old woman's head aside, but did not leave.But looking for something around

This time the speed was even faster. The troll warrior quickly picked up a large piece of flaky material like linen from the pile of corpses and pools of blood. The blackened blood stained this piece of "linen". .But the troll warrior can confirm that this is a human scalp.

As the most widely distributed combat unit among the troll race, the headhunter's duty, as the name suggests, is to hunt the enemy's scalp; this kind of almost currency symbolizes honor, and with this thing, it can improve the status of the troll race.And in exchange for more food and sharper weapons.

This troll warrior had just grabbed a position behind a human captive, and the captive's scalp was naturally cut off and put in his pocket; but he still remembers that the great Zuljin Emperor was the first to cut it off. The scalp of a female human captive, but His Majesty did not pick it up; Moreover, before leaving, His Majesty decapitated the head of a human captive without cutting off the scalp. Of course, His Majesty killed a human captive himself. , But... the human captive was bitten by the Emperor half of his head, and his scalp seemed to be useless...

The troll warrior felt a little regretful, but even so.The clever self also had two more scalps than those companions, which was enough, the troll was never a greedy race.Seeing that his comrades had almost lined up back to his team, the troll warrior rushed to catch up.

"Doomhammer, I think we have successfully angered the humans on the head of the city, so what's next? Are we going to attack now?" Kilrogg asked tentatively-if he could, he wanted his blood The cave clan can act as the main attacker-of course, sacrifice is inevitable, but everything is for the ultimate victory of the orcs and the tribe.

"No, of course not." Orgrim frowned-he thought.Kilrogg is considered to be the smarter among the orcs, but now it seems that this guy is still lazy to think, although he looks very easy to learn... but he always doesn't think for himself.What's the use of learning these things?

"It will take half a day to get here from the northern end of the Thador Bridge, less talk; the reinforcements from Lordaeron or Nanhai Town will take longer. During this time, let's dry the humans first. ——They have just been angered by Zujin's actions, and now they must be eager to fight us to the death, then we will rest for a while. We will attack again after their vigor has been worn away." Although there is some dissatisfaction in my heart.But Orgrim told Kilrogg the specific battle plan and deployment--even if it was just easy to learn, it was good. Unlike the troll emperor Zujin, he was not even interested in learning.

"Resting?" Kilrogg admired Orgrim's calmness-this must be a sign of a wise man, and Ner'zhul always had a calm expression-he was far away, just thinking If he can attack the human fortress in front of him, his blood is already boiling.

"Well, I'm going to order the army to camp. You send a few people to pay attention. If there are griffins, the thing that just left the fortress and fly back to the fortress, remember to send someone to notify me." Orgrim hit one. Yawning, turned and walked towards the orc army's main line under the hill.

"Yes, Doomhammer, I will personally stare at the fortress." Kilrogg nodded and watched Orgrim leave.

"It's really troublesome. If you want me to say, let's kill all the humans in that castle and eat it?" Zujin, who was sitting on the hill, saw Orgrim leave, suddenly Came interested and suggested to Kilrogg.

"No." Kilrogg didn't bother to look back, and directly rejected Zujin's crazy proposal-is this guy crazy?What is this proposal?Is that fortress so easy to break?

"Oh...you orcs are like this, it's too rigid, it won't work if you continue like this, you have to learn more from our trolls." Zu Jin sighed, shaking his head.

Of course, the great emperor of the Amani Empire was not unable to initiate a siege battle alone. Zujin believed that he only needed to send a hundred soldiers to take down the fortress.But forget it. Orgrim is not here, so he doesn’t need to do this. If he comes back after a break and sees that the fortress has been taken by him, he might still feel dissatisfied, thinking that he is deliberate. It's not good to show off force.

If it weren't for the union between the orc and the troll, Kilrogg would just jump behind Zujin and smash the stupid guy's head with the scepter in his hand.(To be continued.)

Chapter 335 De Jong's Worries

Hearing Zujin's words, Kilrogg even felt insulted-to learn from you?The wisdom of your trolls is probably only equivalent to the dung eggs drawn by the tabu sheep on the Nagrand steppe, because you and dung eggs have no brains.

To learn from trolls, you might as well learn from sows. At least you can learn to swim from sows and what can you learn from dung eggs?How to make yourself more smelly?——Kilrogg cursed Zujin viciously in his heart.

Forcibly resisting the anger in his heart, Kilrogg tried hard to keep himself from paying attention to the idiot who claimed to be the emperor of the troll.He faithfully implemented Orgrim's orders, staring at the situation of Stromgarde with one eye.

The wall of Stromgarde was too high, although Kilrogg was already standing on the hill, but from the current angle, he could not see anything on the wall except the torch and torch light on the top of the city.

Do you want to use your own eye?——Kilrogg suddenly had this idea in his mind, but he quickly gave up, because even if he saw what was happening at the top of the city, he could not understand those human beings and the information he could obtain was limited.

However, Kilrogg was still aroused by his own thoughts. After witnessing the bloody behavior of the trolls in the eyes of the orcs, how would the weak humans react?

On the top of Stromgarde Castle, De Jong was walking around like a headless fly, murmuring: "Why? Why don't those orcs attack?"

De Jong didn't know what the enemy was waiting for-do they still have reinforcements?

From a common sense, the orcs did not launch an offensive at this time. De Jong should be happy because the forces in Stromgarde were too small at this time to withstand the consumption, and the arms were not complete, and there was no effective means to prevent the orcs from climbing the city.

If it really fights, it may only take an hour before the orcs can completely occupy the city.There are not enough court guards of archers, and there is no way to prevent the orcs from climbing up the uneven surface of Stromgarde’s walls.

And once they fall into a situation of close combat, the orcs will quickly disintegrate the battle power of the court guards; even if the brave guards can exchange the same battle damage ratio for the death of the same number of orcs-this is already a number beyond ideal. The orcs only need to pay the price of less than three thousand people-and according to the number of torches in the city, the total number of orcs is at least ten times this number.

In this case, De Jong had no confidence to stop the orcs from attacking, and even as long as the orcs launched an attack, an hour later, he had to escort His Majesty the King to the palace with the court guards who did not know how many remained. Retreated.

Miyagi in the palace is relatively easier to defend, but that way...what about the civilians in the city?Although there are no men, there are still a lot of women and children in Torrent. Once the palace guards withdraw into the palace, these civilians will lose the last barrier-the palace cannot hold everyone.

The orcs have not launched an attack for a while, so that De Jong can temporarily not have to weigh the lives of His Majesty the King and the lives of civilians, but it also makes him shudder even more. When did the savage orcs among the survivors of Stormwind, learn Wait and see?What are they waiting for?

In contrast, Robin was much calmer. He sat quietly at the root of the wall, leaning against the wall, arched his healthy legs, and put his two-handed sword on his knees. Polished carefully with a whetstone.

There was blood all over Robin's body—blood on his face, blood on his lips, and blood on his hand wiping the sword—the blood was Robin’s own, and the back of his hand was worn out. The epidermis, bite the blood from the lips.

Robin is sharpening his sword intently. Compared to more than a decade ago, it is not only himself but also his own weapons that are aging.The blade is not as sharp as it was back then, and he...is ridiculous, even though he is full of grief and anger, he just wants to follow in their footsteps after revenge for Tess... But Robin really doesn't know that he is now. Weak, can you still fight the orcs face to face?

By Robin's side, several brawny men with disabilities were standing there quietly, their hateful eyes slowly moving with De Jong who was walking around.

These people are Robin's companions, veterans who have picked up their weapons because of the mobilization order, and they are also people who have just been imprisoned with Robin because they want to go out of the city to rescue their relatives.

After the tragedy, De Jong let his subordinates let them go. However, when these men ran up to the tower, outside the city wall, at the blood-stained intersection, they could only see the broken limbs of their relatives and the broken arms-yes, It was the stump and the broken arm, and even some white bones were exposed-the flesh had been eaten by those trolls.

It is conceivable that these people will behave after knowing everything. Although they did not see their relatives being swallowed up alive like Robin, these people were as angry as Robin, and they also transferred their anger to the German who ordered the gates to be sealed. Rong body.

The reserve team headed by these brawny men is composed of disabled veterans. These veterans have the courage and fighting spirit not to lose to the soldiers. Now, they are burdened with hatred. Every veteran is looking forward to it. With the attack of the orcs, maybe they can't have the upper hand in the fight with the orcs, but at least let these green-skinned bastards know that the old dog also has a few teeth.

King Thoras still stood by the wall, silently watching the blood-stained area at the intersection outside the city.Although Kurbanke repeatedly urged his majesty to return to his seat, King Thoras's priority was not his body.