My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Apart from chattering like an old man, Orgrim had no countermeasures at all.There is only one thought in his mind-lost, this battle, this war, the orcs have already lost.

The appearance of the red dragon made the orcs excited for a while.But they soon discovered that the development of the matter was somewhat different from what they thought-the red dragon seemed to spit fire at themselves.

Seeing those companions who were roaring and howling all over the floor after being stained with the crimson red flames of the red dragon, the orcs changed their colors—some of them panicked looking for a place to hide, some of them screamed into the sky. The dragon roared: "You idiot, you burned the wrong person! We are orcs, go and burn those damn humans!"

"What are these guys muttering?" The Red Dragon Queen asked inexplicably-in fact the orcs were already roaring, but their voices were as small as talking to themselves in the Red Dragon Queen's ears.

"They are saying you are stupid." Frostmourne happily helped the Red Dragon Queen translate."Hehe, the orcs know you are stupid, it seems that you are really stupid, big stupid dragon!"

"What? These sordid orcs dare to say that Alexstrasza the Life Oathbinder is an idiot?" The Red Dragon Queen seldom can say such a long list of common words without breathing.

Are they wrong?——Alsace had this thought in his mind——No, he told himself that in his heart.

"You are an idiot, work hard, don't be lazy, burn all these guys to death!" Alsace, like a mean overseer, stomped the Red Dragon Queen hard on the back, condemning her for laziness.

"You're just being lazy!" The Red Dragon Queen's voice began to become guilty again-how does this human little devil know everything?No...No, life oathbinder Alexstrasza will not be lazy, but the breath of the dragon just squirted too hard, now it’s a little difficult to breathe, so just stop and rest!(To be continued.)

Chapter 379 Reversal (Do not repeat subscription)

"Huh..." At the urging of Arthas, the Red Dragon Queen tried to breathe, and then felt that her throat was still uncomfortable, and she decided to continue to postpone her rest.

"Wow, there are not only orcs, but also a lot of humans! Can I spray them with dragon's breath?" The Red Dragon Queen began to pretend to be a fool.

"There are still many humans?" Alsace was stunned for a moment, and looked at each other with Danas-didn't this bald uncle say that Stromgarde's defense force is weak?Where are so many humans and orcs fighting in the field?

Thinking of this, Arthas quickly looked down at the situation on the battlefield from the edge of the Red Dragon Queen’s back. Frostmourne obediently followed behind his master, holding on to Arthas’s clothes to prevent him from accidentally falling. .

"Such an armor, such a light... That is the Knights of the Silver Hand? Why is Teacher Uther here?" Arthas first saw the shining position of the Knights of the Silver Hand and was fighting. His teacher Uther was found among the moving paladins.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Arthas, those things, Royal Guard of Lordaeron! Is it possible that His Majesty King Terenas is here too?" Mograine interrupted.

"Maybe, Mograine, look over there, that is Sir Anduin Lothar, and... and Wrynn? Sir Lothar allowed him to go to the battlefield? What about my father? Me? Where is the father?" Arthas began to feel a little nervous-the scale of the Royal Guard of Lordaeron on the battlefield was not small, and his father, King Terenas, was probably among them.

"Oh, that is Sister Alleria? She's... She's fighting an evil troll! Her Excellency, Sister Alleria seems to be unable to stand it anymore, go and save her!" Wen Lei Sa also grabbed the wings of the Red Dragon Queen and quietly leaned out and looked down. At a glance, he saw his sister Alleria Windrunner, the leader of the high elf ranger, struggling to resist one at this time. The troll attacked frantically.

"What? How come there are dwarves down there? Why do dwarves come here? No, these guys are not dwarves of Ironforge. Their beards and hair are too short. The cold of Dun Morogh Plains will kill them... …Where did they come from?" Muradin? Bronzebeard also had his own discovery.

The human armies and high elf rangers that were supposed to be in Lordaeron, as well as dwarves who didn't know where they came from, appeared on this battlefield in front of Stromgarde, fighting with orcs, trolls and ogres.Arthas roughly understood why Stromgarde could persist until now.

"Hurry up, you idiot!" While stomping his feet, Arthas urged the Red Dragon Queen-after possessing absolute suppression, Arthas would inadvertently reveal his feelings for the Red Dragon Queen. Of disdain.The young little prince didn't realize that it was very detrimental to the gentle demeanor he had deliberately created.

"Okay, okay... it's really troublesome..." The Red Dragon Queen didn't care too much, she hovered in the air, spraying a breath of dragon towards the place where the orcs gathered.

Of course, this process is not so smooth.Because Arthas kept shouting on the head of the Red Dragon Queen.

"Hey, you idiot, don't spray those human soldiers!"

"Hey, don't spray those elves, they are our allies!"

"Hey, don't burn the dwarves! Didn't you see them fighting with the orcs? Although they are not Muradin's tribe, they must have come to help us!"

...

"It's really troublesome, why do you have so many allies? Mortals are weak and need to form alliances to survive..." The Red Dragon Queen muttered, while carefully avoiding the races that Arthas said.

Despite the small dissatisfaction.But the overall process is still very easy and pleasant-among the orcs on the battlefield, there is no strong man like Grom who can threaten the life of the Red Dragon Queen with the weapons he throws. As for the spells of death knights and troll witch doctors. ...These plagues and curses were purified by the power of the Red Dragon Queen's Law of Life before they activated their effects.

"Doomhammer, what should we do?" Kilrogg yelled anxiously on the hill.

Nor can I blame Kilrogg for being so gaffe. Since the emergence of the red dragon, the situation on the entire battlefield has suddenly reversed. The orcs and trolls have hugged their heads, avoiding the gangrenous gangrene and will never be able to Put out the red dragon flame that is bound to burn the entire body.

"Otherwise... Doomhammer, let's run!" Kilrogg was more greedy and afraid of death.He thought of running away for the first time.

"Run? Where do you go?" Orgrim's face was miserable-he couldn't figure out how this battle was fought like this anyway.

War, in the final analysis, competes with strength and surprise-in this battle, the orcs have the upper hand in power.The human coalition was caught off guard again, but... But what happened to this red dragon?And it seems to be stronger than Taranistaz-I have never heard that Taranistaz can spit flames back and forth multiple times like this-otherwise, it only needs it to destroy the entire human army of Azeroth. One dragon is enough,

Orgrim was not surprised that such a powerful dragon became an enemy of the orcs; but what happened to the group of humans on the back of the dragon?When will humans be able to enslave red dragons and ride on their backs?And this is a dragon.Taranistaz would never let the orcs ride on its back!

Seeing that Orgrim had fallen into a state of loss, the hesitation on Kilrogg's face flashed, and he stepped back without a trace, then turned around, and ran away desperately toward the south— -Doomhammer can no longer command this battle. This is the end of the matter. The destruction of the orc army is inevitable. Now you can run to the sea. The storm tonight is not strong, and you may be able to swim back to the opposite side; if you wait for those The human army has recovered, but nothing is too late!

"Kilrogg, you..." Orgrim woke up from his cranky thoughts, but only saw Kilrogg's back; the warchief of the tribe gave a wry smile-just ran away?Well, anyway, I originally wanted him to bring this news back to Palatine Bay, so let’s run away...

Taking his gaze back from Kilrogg's back, Orgrim clenched the warhammer in his hand-lost, this battle, this war, the orcs have already lost; the humans who have received the aid of the red dragon Having survived this decisive battle, next, when the mages of Dalaran arrived on the battlefield, when the dwarves of Ironforge attacked humans from behind, when the back-back troops at the northern end of the Sador Bridge arrived on the battlefield, almost 70% The army of orcs will be destroyed in this wilderness.(To be continued.)

Chapter 380 There is only one death

The orcs have no retreat—even if they can run to the beach now, how many can swim back to the other side?What's more, will these human armies that are on the verge of death but return to the light to make them retreat to the seaside safely?

Orgrim knew that he still had time to escape—he was a good water player and might be able to swim through the narrow sea, but Orgrim didn't want to do that at all.

After the battle was fought, Orgrim had realized that his proud strategy could not help the orcs occupy the world; after all, he was too eager to get rid of that evil force quickly. Killed the entire Shadow Council, disbanded the Wolf Cavalry Corps of the Destroyer Blackhand's Guards, and unilaterally disconnected from the world of Draenor; these actions greatly weakened the orc army.

Orgrim thought he had enough power to sweep Azeroth, but he did not expect the resistance of humans and dwarves to be so tenacious.

After that, although he formed an alliance with the troll, enslaved the red dragon, and repeatedly thought of conspiracies, Orgrim felt that he was really powerless now.

Although Grom and the Warsong clan are still there, the number of remaining orcs is too small; if you want to occupy this vast continent as the world of Draenor, you can't do it with just so little orcs.

Orgrim didn't know if he had a chance to bring the remaining orcs to come back, but he knew that if the orcs still wanted to win the war, they had to reopen the dark gate and return the two worlds to a connected state.

But Orgrim also knew that with the opening of the Dark Portal, it was not only the heavily armed orc army that came back to the world of Azeroth, but also that evil and depraved force-Gul'dan was bound to Will regain the leadership of the tribe, and then self...

Of course Orgrim could kill Gul'dan before then, but he didn't think that evil force would allow him to continue to rule the tribe; then, instead of being tortured by that force, it would be better now...

Taking a deep breath, Orgrim slowly walked down the hill that he used as a temporary command platform; looking at the chaotic army of orcs, Orgrim gradually accelerated his pace and finally started flying Run towards the group of humans who have not fully awakened from the reversal of the war-instead of being tortured to death by Gul'dan in humiliation, it is better to fight to death on this land that will become the new home of the orcs in the future!

"Abidis, what's the matter?" Uther stared at the messy orc army in front of him.

"I don't know... Could it be a conspiracy?" Abidis stood beside Uther with his two-handed sword, taking this precious opportunity to take a break-the dual consumption of sacred art and physical strength, let He was exhausted physically and mentally. If it hadn't been for the support of a big sword, Abidis might have collapsed on the ground with limp knees.

"Whether it's a conspiracy, let's fight for a while!" Saidan Dathrohan suggested with a fierce face and gritted teeth.

"Isn't the red dragon an accomplice of the orcs? Why did they burn themselves?" Gavinrad asked suspiciously.

"Abydis... Look at that red dragon, is there something on the back? It seems to be..." Uther frowned as he watched the one hovering in the night sky, spitting out to the orcs. The dragon with red flames——Because that dragon has been staring at the orcs and attacking, it is far from the area where the knights of the silver hand are in the area where humans and orcs are fighting together, so Uther is a little hard to see Clear, but the vague outline is enough to give birth to an absurd guess in his heart-he has never questioned his judgment so much-no, is that dragon...

"Yes... His Royal Highness Prince Arthas?" Abidis said uncertainly-even he himself doubted the accuracy of this statement, but that little figure is undoubtedly... Prince Arthas is back. ?And with a dragon?

"In any case, this is our chance! Taking advantage of this, attack the group of orcs, absolutely can't let them reintegrate!" Although Uther does not know the military, he still understands what he should do at this time, not stare. The dragon was in a daze with the fuzzy shadow on its back.

"Okay! Dathrohan, Gavinrad, tell everyone, the last moment has come, whether we are finally annihilated, or whether this group of green-skinned bastards are rushing, it depends on this last charge!" Abidis put himself He took his gaze back from the red dragon's back—the distance was too far, and the situation over there was not clear. It was more important to seize the opportunity in front of you!

"Charge! Kill them!" The relationship between Dathrohan and Abidis seemed to have eased. He responded loudly to Abidis' words, and the blood-stained two-handed sword reappeared with white light— -Dim, but very firm.

"Charge!" Gavinrad raised his weapon-his answer was simple, but inspiring.

"Charge, charge!" All the surviving Paladins summoned their last bit of strength, and white light appeared on their bodies and weapons, and they let out a final roar.