My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Chapter 366: Deja vu

On the orc main formation, the boundless army of orcs trapped the two waves of human cavalry in two encirclement circles. Although the human cavalry had given up their horses and formed a square formation to resist the orcs’ siege, They are at a disadvantage in terms of quantity and quality, obviously it is only a matter of time before they are destroyed.

At this point, Orgrim could finally relax a little—he even had a cruel pleasure in his heart—when these human cavalry rushed toward the orc army desperately, they must have thought they were hunters?But now they are nothing but prey struggling in the siege of the orc army.

Of course, if there is only pleasure, Orgrim is just an arrogant stupid like Zujin. In the heart of the orc warchief, there is more reflection on the battle and the scrutiny of future strategies.

Before crossing the sea, or even before this group of human cavalry arrived, Orgrim thought that he could easily take this world and become the new home of the orcs.

However, the emergence of this group of cavalry was mainly the human cavalry who was radiant in every move, which made Orgrim re-examine this group of his opponents.

Before that, Orgrim only thought that the mages of Dalaran would bring some trouble to his army, but this group of human cavalry were like hard bones to chew, which surprised him.

Things seem to have gone back to when they attacked the group of draenei-at the beginning, the weak draenei suffered huge losses under the attack of the orcs. The orcs killed many draenei and destroyed theirs. City; however, in the final battle, the draenei gave the orcs a tenacious resistance in Shattrath City.

For a while, Orgrim thought that the orcs would lose that war, but in the end, in the face of that evil and unspeakable power, even the draenei turned into light smoke and fly ash—— Together with their cities.

Draenei...Draenei?Orgrim raised his head abruptly and looked at the human cavalry-why do they fight so much like the draenei?

Orgrim can be said to be the orc who knows the draenei best besides Durotan; he knows that this creature is not only far ahead of the orcs in civilization and technology, but also has powers that the orcs cannot understand.

The warriors of the draenei are called "guards". When they fight, their bodies and weapons will carry the same white light as this group of humans... Could it be that humans in this world and draenei in that world People have some kind of connection?

Thinking of this, Orgrim's body couldn't help shivering. When chatting with Velen, the leader of the draenei, he vaguely knew that these draenei could shuttle between different worlds. It's not relying on the portal like an orc, but a more advanced and convenient way.

After the destruction of Shattrath, Orgrim did not find Velen's body, and the orcs were almost certain that a small group of draenei escaped from the battle, and Velen was probably one of them.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?Difficult to morally...have come to this world?They taught humans this new way of fighting to resist the orcs?

Such a bold idea popped up in Orgrim's heart, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, even forgetting that he still had a battle to command.

It must be so!——Orgrim more affirmed his guess——Otherwise, why two completely different worlds have such a coincidental way of fighting?You know, in this world, I have never seen a shaman in any race.

There must be a small number of draenei who have come to this world—they won’t be many, because the surviving draenei are already pitifully small—there was a sea of ​​blood between the draenei and the orcs, and Humans and orcs are at war again, so draenei talents have taught humans this way of fighting, hoping that humans can repel orcs and avenge the dead draenei.

Orgrim thought so, and at the same time cursed Aiden Pernold, who doesn’t know whether he is alive or dead. This guy kept saying that he was one of the six kings in the human kingdom. I can't even detect such important news. It's a waste!

But this group of anthropologists learned very fast... Suddenly a more realistic idea emerged in Orgrim's heart-since humans can learn so fast, would the orcs... wait until this battle is over Now, you must catch a few human cavalry alive, and take a good look.

Orgrim didn’t know why the evil force behind Gul'dan didn’t directly deal with the draenei, but to prosthetic orcs. In Orgrim’s view, the evil force was far stronger than the orcs. , It is also stronger than the draenei-there is no need for orcs to participate, that power can crush the draenei.

Since the capture of Shattrath, Orgrim has been thinking about this question, and in the end he came up with the answer-what power do the draenei possess, or something that makes the evil power also afraid of- —Maybe, maybe even this way of fighting?

Orgrim had long been determined in his heart to fight the evil force behind Gul'dan and restore the orcs to freedom. In fact, he had to do the same after slaughtering Gul'dan's Shadow Council. do.

Under his death threat, Gul'dan confessed that he could not contact that force for the time being; but Orgrim was not sure when this guy would reconnect with the evil force. Before that, he must Make your own tribe strong enough to have a battle-and this kind of power that the draenei may have is a good breakthrough.

After determining the goal of capturing the captives, Orgrim's thoughts returned to the next battle-this world that can stop that evil force, the orcs must completely control it.

However, the next battle will not go smoothly. I still believe my own strategy too much. In this encounter, the orcs have paid too much price than expected, even after defeating this group of human cavalry. There is no ability and grasp to defeat the Sadoer Bridge garrison in a wild ambush.

We still have to take down the city as soon as possible, and then withstand the attack of the back-assisted Sador Bridge garrison, waiting for the arrival of Grom and Zuherd, and flanking the last human army on the Arathi Highlands back and forth. They are completely wiped out; then, with the help of the power of the red dragon, destroy the human magic city Dalaran, Lordaeron’s king city, and the Gilneas kingdom behind the Silverpine Forest, and finally capture the high elves’ kingdom of Quel'Thalas, oh By the way, there is also Ironforge of the Dwarf Kingdom... (To be continued.)

Chapter 367 What's your name, soldier

Just thinking about it this way, Orgrim feels that his strength is stretched out-it seems that in the next war, he still has to rely on the power of the red dragon. I hope that Zuherd will not let himself down. !And... it seems that the kobolds mentioned by Zujin as vassals of the troll...maybe they can also be used-although this kind of dirty and cunning creature, Orgrim can trample to death ten One, but there are enough of them after all to be used as cannon fodder...

"Go to hell, monster!" A Lordaeron royal guard wielded his two-handed sword, knocking an abominable orc to the ground, and then pierced its neck with a sword.

The guard drew his weapon from the orc and turned to look for the next opponent, but suddenly felt a slight tremor on the ground under his feet. He turned his head suddenly, and a huge monster was leaping towards him.

The Royal Guard of Lordaeron did not know that the name of this monster was called an ogre. He thought that this roaring thing was a variant of the orc; he rolled on the ground twice, and the guard avoided the ogre. The attack of the demon happened to fall within the siege of two orcs.

Seeing two orcs leaping towards him, the royal guard of Lordaeron was anxious, so he could only stand up his big sword and try to thrust it out diagonally. At the same time, he twisted slightly and avoided an orc sting Spear to yourself.

The thick iron tip of the spear plunged into the grass beside the guard, and the orc was pierced through the abdomen by the guard's big sword; the dying orc's eyes were full of disbelief, and then he held his own. The spear fell softly.

I can only do this—the Royal Guard of Lordaeron’s heart is full of regret—not because he is about to be cut in two by the battle axe in the hands of another orc, but because he has not been able to kill more. Orcs, loyal to His Majesty the King.

Fortunately, this guard escaped miraculously—just as he was quietly waiting for death, the orc's movements suddenly stiffened, and between the protruding eyes, suddenly there was a small protruding little Point; while the guard was still surprised, the orc suddenly fell to the ground.

Seeing the slightly trembling arrow in Uyghur that was stuck in the back of the orc's head, the Royal Guard of Lordaeron seemed to understand something; he quickly tumbled and got up from the ground.Then she saw a female high elf ranger smiling at herself from a distance-she saved him.

"Are you okay!" Several comrades in arms ran up to the guard, leaned back to back together in a circle, and asked breathlessly-they should have formed a team.Facing the siege of the orcs together, their formation was disrupted just now to avoid the damn ogre who didn't know where it came from.

"It's okay." The guard replied briefly, and then shouted at the high elf ranger who was still bowing and arching in the distance, "Fairy. Come on to us!"

The high elf froze for a moment, and then ran over here quickly; the guard also led his teammates to the high elf, and included her in the protection circle of his team.

"My name is Helena, not an'elf'!" The high elf complained, bending a bow and arrows behind the guard, and her small and exquisite breasts rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

"Helena?" The guard was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously replied, "My name is Paul."

"Paul? What a...cheesy name, no one in Quel'Thalas would be called Paul." The high elf muttered quietly, not caring at all because the distance was so close.Her words were heard clearly by the group of Lordaeron royal guards.

The laughter of his companions made Paul a little embarrassed. He didn't say anything, but as his comrades moved quickly, while maintaining the formation, they launched a fierce attack on the orcs along the way to ease the unhappiness of being laughed at by Helena.

Helena's work seemed to be a little easier, her slender fingers kept twisting the very thin bowstrings of the longbow, sometimes real arrows, sometimes lavender arcane arrows, with every slight tremor.There is an orc who will hit an arrow-some can only slow the actions of these savage creatures, but some are deadly enough.

"So, cheesy Paul, what are you telling me to come over?" Helena shot an arrow leisurely.While asking—it turns out that this beautiful high elf ranger is still a silly talker.

"I..." Paul choked with Helena behind him, and almost stumbled under his feet. He said with some irritation and anger: "I'm here to protect you! You don't know how many orcs and such huge monsters are on the battlefield. Is it dangerous?"

"Danger?" Helena's crisp laughter sounded like a wind chime, "I just saved you, soldier!"

The laughter of her companions grew louder-Paul calmed down a little bit-yes, she had just saved her life.Paul thought for a while.Still said: "Yes, I thank you very much, but it is really dangerous on the battlefield..."

"The twelfth!" Paul's words were interrupted by Helena's sudden sweet drink, and the High Elf Ranger said happily, "I have killed twelve orcs, and I can't count the number of injuries. You Do you still have to teach me, soldier?"

twelve?——Paul is a little staggered. His team has sacrificed two comrades in arms, but he has never killed a dozen orcs... "That's because you are an archer, but you must be careful. If you are approached by an enemy, you……"

"Hey, that big guy is back! Let's kill it! You go first, soldier!" Helena had no intention of listening to Paul. She keenly saw that the tall monster running around on the battlefield turned towards He rushed over here, so he proposed with a look of excitement.

Of course, it's not so much a proposal as it is an order-because while Helena was speaking, the arcane arrow attached to the longbow had flown towards the giant monster like a meteor, and struck a path in the night sky. The lavender trajectory slammed hard on one of the arms of the giant monster. Although it did not cause any harm, it successfully attracted its attention.

This ogre was supposed to be besieging the Knights of the Silver Hand. It stands to reason that it will not have any intersection with Paul and others; but it is too stupid. Like the only true god, Mr. Jin, in its own army. Lost and couldn't find his companion, so he had to run wild on the battlefield.

Now that Helena shot an arrow in the arm, the mania in the ogre's heart also had a place to vent, and he strode towards Paul's team.

"Brothers, go!" Paul gritted his teeth. Although his team may be reduced again when facing this troll, Paul will never forget the commandment that all members of the Royal Guard of Lordaeron must bear in mind— —Honor is our life!(To be continued.)

Chapter 368: Twelve plus two equals how many

"Attack that big leg, soldier, you are such an idiot!" Helena hid in the protective circle formed by this small group of Lordaeron Royal Guards, and shouted presumptuously to Paul.

The Holy Light is on, this is really a mad woman... Paul thought silently in his heart, and then rolled on the ground embarrassedly, avoiding the mallet that the ogre kept hitting the ground.

"If I were you, I would do something instead of yelling there, spirit!" Paul turned over and bounced from the ground, and the blade of the two-handed sword slashed across the ogre's leg, letting The giant roared loudly.