My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"That's right!" Alsace folded his hands into horns and shouted loudly, "Remember to tell everyone inside before kicking the door!"

"Arthas, what's the matter?" King Terenas asked puzzledly.

"Yeah... Father, just look at it." Alsace decided to buy a pass.

The Red Dragon Queen knocked on the door panel of the city gate lightly, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Damn kid, doesn't he remind me that I don't know there is someone behind the door? I am a life-binder, any life No signs of activity can escape my investigation!"

"Hey! The mortals behind the city gate, listen! Leave behind the city gate immediately, have you heard? Leave now! Otherwise you will all be smashed to death!" Red Dragon Queen shouted loudly.

After a while, the Red Dragon Queen frowned—because she found that after hearing her words, the other side of the city gate had no reaction. The signs of life activity still existed, and she heard some The rustling conversation.

"Hello? What's the matter? Did you hear a woman on the other side shouting, let us leave?"

"Well, I heard...but don't worry about her. I don't know where the mental illness came from, making a lot of noise here. I don't know if this is Stromgarde, the capital of the Kingdom of Stromgard? Really uneducated, if you are claimed His Majesty King Russ knows, she must be the first to cut off her head!"

"Yeah, yes, what do you listen to her...this city gate will fall down? Haha, if the city gate will fall down, that would be really great, we are here again for ignition and use Prying a spear, the door hasn't even appeared for a long time, how can it fall down like this? There must be a fool on the other side, let us leave her alone."

The Red Dragon Queen heard the whispers inside the city gate, and felt the anger of Li Li-that Shuang said she was an idiot, so she could bear it, because she couldn't beat her; that human little devil learned Shuang to say she was an idiot, herself I can bear it because I can't beat the frost; but these mortals... dare to say that they are stupid?No, you must teach them a lesson!Thinking of this, the Red Dragon Queen put a delicate palm on the door panel of Stromgarde’s city gate, applying a slight force.

Inside the city gate cave, a large group of court guards were busy. Just now, His Majesty King Thoras on the top of the city sent someone to urge him, saying that if the city gate is not opened, all soldiers will be punished.

Punishment is a trivial matter. In the previous battle, each of these court guards had a lot of military merits and won't be punished too severely. It's just that the reinforcements from afar are outside the city, and these were rescued. How could Stromgarde soldiers be ashamed to let these reinforcements wait outside the city?

At this moment, a woman shouted from outside the city gate, asking these soldiers to leave the city gate, saying that the city gate was about to collapse.

If it is normal, maybe these court guards will make fun of this woman; but now they have just escaped from the brink of death, and have just fallen off the bloody battlefield; secondly, they have been fighting the city gate for a long time. I was so tired and lost that mood, so most of them murmured and cursed the woman, but didn't pay any attention to her.

"Brothers, work harder, this city gate will be fast..." A leading small captain-level court guard, while using the spear of a spear as a crowbar, pried hard in the crack of the city gate, while loudly Inspiring his comrades in arms.(To be continued.)

Chapter 403 I hate warlocks the most

Halfway through speaking, the team leader suddenly felt that the spear in his hand began to tremble violently, and even had a tendency to let go; he raised his head in surprise, and saw the tall city gate on the front, which started to tremble slightly; dust and Debris kept falling from his head and even captivated his eyes.

"Run, the city gate is really going to collapse!" The small captain resisted the discomfort in his eyes, released the spear in his hand, and closed the fascinated eye tightly, urging Those of his comrades in arms quickly leave the city gate.

"Run, run! It's going to collapse!" The court guards reminded each other one after another, rushing to a safe area far away, staring at the swaying city gate in the city gate hole in a daze-I don't know where it came out What the crazy woman said is true?

"Hmm... if you don't scare these mortals, they don't know how good I am!" The Red Dragon Queen raised her chin triumphantly, and put her hand on the gate of the city back, confirming the distance between them. After there was no sign of life on the opposite side, Queen Red Dragon raised her leg and kicked towards the door.

"Hey, it seems to be all right?" a court guard asked carefully.

"Look again." The captain of the palace guard replied cautiously.

At this moment, only a "boom" was heard, and the huge city gate suddenly fell down, and then split into two petals along the gap in the middle, stirring up dust in the city gate cave.

"Ahem... ahem..." Amidst the dumbfounding of the court guards, a dark-skinned woman with horn-shaped ornaments on her head jumped in from the gate of the city. She slapped her hand to drive away. After removing the dust in front of him, he crouched and shouted at the crowd outside the city gate, "Hey, where is my meal?"

Outside the city gate, seeing his father’s always serious face also showed a surprised expression, Arthas felt amused in his heart, bent slightly, leaned forward, and reached out to make a "please" Action: "Father, please! King Thoras is still waiting for us."

The Orc Camp in Balladin Bay is the forefront base of the Orc Expeditionary Force on Azeroth. Countless strategic materials and siege equipment are stored here.

Balladin Bay is an important location. After camping here, the orcs can attack Dun Modr Fortress to the north, attack the dwarven kingdom in Ironforge to the south, and go to the sea in a canoe to Quel'Thalas to the west. Pillage the magic runestone.

In the orc camp, countless orcs are working hard in dozens of furnaces; the orcs' iron smelting technology is not developed, but they found the dwarves outside the ironforge because they rushed into the ironforge and did not have time to destroy The mines that fell, got a lot of high-quality iron ore from there, and the orc blacksmiths who stayed in the base camp built weapons, siege equipment and even ships day and night under the urging of Orgrim.

The orc camp at night is also not peaceful. In the orc camp, a large group of ragged and vicissitudes of orcs are running rampant.

"Where is Orgrim? Do you know where Orgrim is?" Grom? Hellscream caught an orc blacksmith, and his fangs mouth approached the blacksmith's head, fiercely. Asked.

"No... I don't know..." The blacksmith looked a little trembling, he shook his head in a panic, and at the same time looked around, hoping to get some hints from his companion.

It's no wonder that this blacksmith didn't know anything. As a non-combatant, Orgrim would naturally not tell it about his itinerary and the movements of the army.

"Trash!" Grom shook his head irritably, and threw the orc blacksmith aside with his hand; the poor blacksmith flew more than ten meters out and crashed into a working stove, which was almost burnt red. The broken furnace body immediately scorched the blacksmith to a horrible cry, almost the entire orc camp could hear it.

"Grom, don't make trouble in class, maybe something happened here when we were away..." Zuherd walked to Grom's side to persuade him.

As a non-combatant orc blacksmith, he won’t receive much respect in an army of orcs, and Gromm’s behavior of killing the orcs will not arouse Zuherd’s disgust; it’s just that the two of them carry a war song. It’s been a while since the clan and the Dragonmaw clan remnants returned to the orc camp in Baradin Bay. There were more than a dozen blacksmiths and patrolmen thrown out like this, but Orgrim’s whereabouts were still not discovered, Zu Hurd realized that something was wrong.

"Then what do you say? Zuherd?" Grom waved his weapon "Gorehowl" impatiently, "Orgrim is not here now, we should tell the Red Dragon out of control. Who?"

"Gul'dan." Zuherd uttered a name.

Grom frowned, and said dissatisfied: "Gul'dan? That fellow? Zuhead, you know I hate those warlocks the most—of course, including you."

Zuherd was choked by Grom's words-well, even if Grom you are a guts, but... is it necessary to be so blunt about hating me?

"I know, but Orgrim is not here, so I can only tell Gul'dan about this, maybe he can do something about it," Zuherd said.

"Okay, okay, you group of warlocks...have been in war, it's okay to study conspiracies..." Grom nodded and took the lead to walk towards Gul'dan's camp.

Although only the most noble patriarch in the orc army is eligible to have his own camp, and the other orcs are street-sleeping, Gul'dan, as one of the leaders of the orcs, has received a good treatment from Orgrim.

In front of Gul'dan's camp, Grom and Zuhed met the two-headed ogre magician who was always inseparable from Gul'dan-Gu'gall.

"Gul'gall, is Gul'dan in there?" Grom called out to the ogre.

"Yes, Grom." Gu'gal's left head replied.

"No, hehe, no." Chu'gall's right head replied.

"Is it there or not?" Grom put his axe on Chu'gall's neck—of course, the neck that said "not".

"I'm here!" Gu'gall's right head replied sharply-although his body is still stronger than Grom, he has no courage to fight against Grom as a weak wizard. , Grom can stab ten Gugals with one finger.

"Reid, Maimu, you take the people to settle down." Zuherd told Brother Blackhand in this way, and then pulled his leg to follow Grom who had opened the curtain of the camp.(To be continued.)

Chapter 404 is quite rich

"Where to take it?" Reid asked with a confused look.

"Anywhere!" Zuherd said impatiently-when this was the key, he didn't have the time to coax Brother Blackhand like a kid.

After dropping this sentence, Zuherd followed Grom, opened the curtain, and entered Gul'dan's camp.

The light in the camp was very dim, just a few phosphor fires shining green on the ceiling. Zuherd could hardly see Gul'dan sitting in the corner of the camp, only those two points were flashing. Red eyes.

"Gul'dan! Something happened! Grim Batol's red dragon was out of the control of the Dragonmaw clan! This group of trash caused the head of the group of red dragons to run out!" Grom can't control this. Many, he shouted as soon as he came in.

"Jie Jie... Grom, you don't need to say more, I already know this." Gul'dan's voice came from the corner of the camp.

Grom and Zuherd were both stunned-after leaving the red willow forest outside the Dun Mody Fortress, the two drove back almost nonstop with the warsong clan and a few survivors of the Dragonmaw and Blackfang clan. The orc camp in Baradin Bay, but how did Gul'dan know about it?

"Gul'dan... can you really tell the Prophet?" Grom asked suspiciously.

"Jie Jie... of course not. Look, who is this?" Gul'dan's weird laughter was still harsh, but Zuherd and Grom's eyes focused on the one slowly coming out of the shadows. Familiar figure.

"Tyron? Gorefiend?" Grom's exclamation sounded.