My Frostmourne can't be so cute

However, the Warsong Clan is not here after all, and Orgrim can only hope that the group of orcs under him will block the human squad that suddenly came in from the side—unless he wants to use the power that he has hidden, but... …It’s not time yet—Orgrim said to himself that he has an intuition that that power will be used in the next battle, so he will hide for a while.

Kill, kill, kill!——Only this thought remained in Wrynn’s mind. He completely gave up the protection of his body. He would not use his own weapon to block even one enemy attack. He just blindly pierced with a spear and used a huge One-handed sword "Guardian of the King" slashed.

Fortunately, the Thunder King clan among the orcs was transferred to attack the Knights of the Silver Hand, otherwise Wrynn might have been shot into a sieve long ago.

However, the current situation is not optimistic. After only ten minutes of fighting, the armor on Wrynn's body has more than a dozen wounds, and blood is flowing down the skirt of the armor—this time his own— -Behind him, there are blood-filled footprints.

Anduin Lothar fought by Wrynn's side-which was totally inconsistent with the predetermined plan-now, it seemed that he had become Wrynn's attendant instead.

If it weren't for Anduin? Lothar had blocked several fatal attacks from behind and from the side for Wrynn, the throne of Stormwind might be vacant forever.

But Anduin Lothar and his Brotherhood of Iron Horses are now in trouble-despite their bravery in fighting, their numbers are far too few.

After breaking through the left wing of the orcs, the Brotherhood of Iron Horse's offensive stalled, and they could hardly move forward.

Orcs like the tide of darkness continue to flock in front of them. Although these human soldiers are brave and good at fighting, the orcs are stronger and more barbaric.

Fortunately, because of the strengthening potions made from the blood of the magic troll, these human soldiers almost gained the same vigorous vitality as the troll. They were injured and bleed, and they could not make these human soldiers retreat in the slightest, as long as they could still Standing, they will bring death to the enemy even though they keep falling.

Seeing that the crazy human soldiers finally stopped moving forward and was surrounded by the orcs under his own like the two human reinforcements before, Orgrim finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, the expression on Orgrim’s face is still livid—the price of this raid is too great, and I even have to start thinking about whether to reopen the portal to the world of Draenor—despite doing so. May put that evil and unspeakable power into this world, but if you don't do this... the orcs will lose this world forever.

As the leader of the tribe, Zujin is not at all "sentimental" like Orgrim. He is now fully enjoying the process of his own revenge-of course, using the word "enjoy" to describe it seems a bit different Yes, because the process is not so smooth.

"Huh...huh..." Returning to the place again, Zujin took two steps back, and squatted on the ground to rest in the iconic "frog squat" style of the troll, his eyes full of resentment and viciousness. Staring at Alleria in front of her.

"Little girl, you are a lot stronger than before!" Zujin whispered.(Sylvanas: I'm so sorry that I'm not as good as Sister Alleria! Go to hell, blind man!)

Alleria still holds her Windrunner warbow tightly in her hands. There are already a few more damages on her tight leather armor. The white skin exposed from the tears has blood stains, and there are more blood on her pretty and charming appearance. A somewhat blood-stained style.

Alleria knew that she could now use her bow and arrow to attack this difficult troll, but she also wanted to use this time to take a good rest.

Rangers are not only capable of long-range attacks, using one-handed swords and daggers to fight enemies in close range, which is also the strength of these quick-paced high elves.

But Alleria has now encountered a powerful enemy. This enemy is more agile and more powerful than her. If it weren't for the opponent's missing arm, Alleria knew she would have been unable to resist it.(To be continued.)

Chapter 373 Annihilation

Not long ago, because Helena was always running around, Paul and his team also followed her into a heavy siege by orcs, and no friendly army could be seen far away nearby; even though Helena’s sharp arrows were directed towards It pierced into the eyebrows of an orc like a viper, but Paul's team members also suffered a lot of casualties.

"No way, I'm out of strength, I can't shoot arrows!" Helena yelled and put down her longbow.

Paul and the remaining three bruised and bruised companions guarded Helena in the middle - he was not dissatisfied with Helena's willful resignation of resistance - the high elf ranger's archery has helped Paul and his team Survived for a long time.

Seeing the orcs gradually surrounding him, Paul's heart was suddenly filled with regret-not for himself, he was already prepared to serve King Terenas-but for Helena.

Are such beautiful elves about to die in the hands of these dirty and dirty green skins?——Paul clenched the two-handed swords in his hands tightly——He swears to the Holy Light that he must protect Helena; although her character is a bit perverse, he seems to be a little... in love with her.(Pay attention to the wording, do you love "her" or "go to her"?)

"Hey, soldier! Don't be in a daze! The group of orcs is about to rush up, you must think of a way!" Helena's crystal onion fingers have long been covered with blood stains, and she has no way to shoot arrows anymore; Helena suddenly felt a little fear in her heart as the orcs were pressing forward, and she commanded Paul loudly.(To be continued.)

Chapter 374 Unexpected Reinforcement

"What can I do? It's best to drop a lightning bolt from the sky and kill all these guys." Paul said grimly, "But how is this possible..."

"Boom!"

Before Paul's words were finished, there was a loud bang, and a light blue lightning fell from the sky, and it landed not far in front of Paul-where the orcs gathered.

The light blue electric current spreads around like the lines on the tortoise shell, and the air is filled with the smell of scorched flesh, and the sound of "cracking" is endless.

Paul was stunned-looking at the orcs around him, he had only one thought in his mind-what kind of magic is this?

"Wow, there is really lightning! You are amazing!" Helena's nice voice rang behind him, and Paul turned his head stiffly, seeing the high elf's eyes seem to have begun to shoot out little stars.

Don’t worship me like this, I really just talked casually-Paul avoided Helena's gaze a little shyly, and then focused on the group of orcs who were knocked down by lightning-Could it be the response of the Holy Light To your own prayer?But how come you respond at this time?

Not only Paul, but everywhere on the battlefield, lightning from the sky appeared; the orcs were a little dizzy by these lightnings-the casualties caused by lightning were not many, but the blow to the orcs’ military spirit was huge. They are not only afraid of these lightnings, but more panic-because they have seen these lightnings!

"Lightning Bolt? How could it be a Lightning Bolt? How could it be possible? How could there be... there is something like a shaman?" Orgrim naturally also noticed the abnormal changes on the battlefield. He felt it for the first time tonight. Panicked.

Even if the draenei came to this world, Orgrim was not so panicked-since the orcs can exterminate the civilization of these neighbors once in the world of Draenor, they can naturally be in this world called "Azeroth" The world comes again.

But now it's different-because Gul'dan and his warlocks wantonly use that evil power, the world of Draenor has been corroded, the earth no longer grows blood wheat, and the trees no longer produce sweet fruits. It is also one of the reasons why the orcs were forced to move to other worlds.

The destruction of nature has reached such a point, not to mention the use of shaman's power, even communication with the elemental spirits is impossible, and the shaman's role has naturally disappeared from the orc tribe.

But now, this powerful force has reappeared in this new and unfamiliar world for the orcs. It is undoubtedly a huge blow to their military spirit. All the orcs know how powerful this power is, and it can even Move mountains and fill the sea, call the wind and call the rain.