My Frostmourne can't be so cute

But now the duel is over-is it rushing to smash the human corpse that killed his own compatriots in a swarm, or continue to send the next "sacrifice" to this terrible opponent-the decision is right, and only in Thar Rama's hands.(To be continued.)

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"Excellent provocation, human, you successfully aroused my anger... Although this guy who died in your hands is a trash, he is still a member of the tribe. I decided, before I put your After the head is cut and squashed, I will do the same thing to everyone in the small town behind you—all because of you."

Tallamar stared at the point of Malong's sword still stuck in the orc's chest, gritted his teeth and said-he believed that this opponent could understand his orc language, although he didn't know the reason.

"You will do that whether this happens or not, not to mention... I don't think you can do it."

Ma Long sneered and said, he finally loosened the orc's long braid, stepped on his back and stepped on his body to the ground, took out his long sword, and looked at Tal Rama provocatively.

"Do you think you and your men can block the warriors of the tribe? How many do you have? Fifty? One hundred? I only need to send twenty orcs to smash your defenses in one fell swoop!"

Tal Rama was very dissatisfied with the arrogant attitude of the human in front of him. The thin muscles on both sides of his nose were trembling, and a hot breath came out of his mouth.

"Are you orcs defeating your opponents by arithmetic when you fight? Ha! This fits your green-skinned shards to be strong in the middle... Besides, how do you know that we can't do this? Rely on the inferior number to defeat Orcs, this is not the first time for us."

Ma Long said in a mocking tone.

"Speak as big as you can, human, let us see if your tongue is still as flexible when it is cut off."

Tal Rama didn't want to continue talking nonsense with the humans in front of him, he held the long-handled battle axe in his hands in both hands-this time, he will personally face this tricky enemy.

"Leave the horse here, Orc... Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you, you belong to the Blackstone clan, right? McComaron asked me to say hello to you."

Ma Long's body bends forward slightly. He stared at the movement of the orc in front of him, and suddenly said something like this.

Tal Rama was already ready to charge, but just before his thighs were about to exert force, the words of this human being stunned him.

"Macomaron? How could you...know this name?"

Tallamar's blood-red eyes stared at Malone, and asked loudly.

"Why don't you think about it with your pig's head. Orc? McComaron was as arrogant as you, but..."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ma Long's mouth—his plan worked—to anger the Blackrock Orc in front of him with the name of the Blackrock Orc he had captured.

"It's impossible! McComaron is traveling northeast, he won't be here!"

Tal Rama hesitated for a moment, and then roared at Malone.

"He didn't, we were there; we killed all the orcs who were with him — oh yes, forgot to tell you, I only took five human soldiers at that time."

Malone continued to stimulate Tal Rama.

"You fart! Five human soldiers can defeat twenty orc warriors? Shameless! Lies! Liars!"

Tal Rama clasped the weapon in his hand tightly. He couldn't wait to rush up and chop the nonsense human in two with an axe, but...

Of course Tallamar didn't believe this human lie, but he still didn't know why this human knew the name of McComaron.

"In short, we did it... you know? After we killed all the orcs, that McComaron kneeled on the ground like a coward and begged us to let him go... You know, I can understand orcs. ——He was so scared that when we pulled him up from the ground, his crotch turned out to be wet...Hahaha!"

Malone laughed unscrupulously-of course he was telling lies, he had worked hard to defeat the Blackrock Orc named McComaron; but he was not obliged to tell Talrama this.

"This is impossible! Impossible! McComaron is the best orc warrior, he...my brother can't be a coward!"

Tallamar’s eyes became more blood red, and he shouted at Ma Long hoarsely. Even after a dozen steps, Ma Long could see the thick blood vessels raging under his neck-this orc was completely destroyed. Angered.

Ma Long looked at the orc in front of him in surprise—he didn't expect that the two Blackrock orcs would be brothers; this unexpected information surprised Ma Long, but it was a surprise for his plan.

"He is your brother? But he is really a coward... We interrogated him on the spot. Before my fist fell on his face, he called everything out... He cried and gave it back. I slapped myself and begged us to let him go... Is he really your brother? Hey, did you hear that? Your commander's brother is a coward, and he peeed his pants in front of the enemy!"

While continuing to anger Tallamar, Malong shouted loudly to the orcs of the other clans who followed Tallamar.

Sure enough, the orcs became agitated, and the gazes looking at Tal Rama became a bit strange. For the orcs, perhaps the orcs of different clans are not the same brave, but they always spurn those cowards, and The family of the coward.

"You are lying, human. I know McComaron, he won't tell you anything."

Tal Rama seemed to have calmed down a bit, he said loudly as he approached Malone.

"Really? Then he told me that the intelligence of only a few hundred orcs in Stormwind is also false? He said that the intelligence of thousands of human captives in Stormwind is also false? He said that the orcs' army has left north. It's been a long time... also fake?"

Malone soon threw out a few heavy news that shattered Tal Rama’s confidence-of course, he would not say that some of these news were guessed by himself, and some of them took a lot of effort to get from McCaw Malone asked from his biting mouth.

"You...impossible, how could you know this? Impossible..."

Tal Rama had planned to attack this human suddenly, cut off the abominable head, and told him to shut his mouth completely and stop slandering his brother; but after hearing a few news from the human mouth, Ta Errama's heart was shaken.

Of course, if Talrama could calm down, he would still wonder if other orcs—such as McComaron’s men—revealed the news; but Malone’s intimidation was obviously successful, Talrama Although he didn't want to admit it, he believed most of Malone's words.(To be continued.)

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"Of course I know this, because this is what your cowardly brother told me; accept the reality, Orc, your father gave birth to a stubborn son, now... let's see if his other son is a scumbag."

Ma Long stood up the long sword in his hand and said loudly to Tal Rama.

The angry Blackrock Orc stared closely at the opponent in front of him, and his heart to tear him to pieces almost burst his skull.

Tallama didn’t know why this human being was so courageous. He knew that he could let these blood cave orcs swarm over and tear this arrogant human who spoke harshly to his brother McComaron to pieces—those The human soldiers who remained on the edge of the town and watched had absolutely no time to stop this from happening.

But there was another voice in Tallamar's heart that told him that he couldn't do this-he had already believed that his younger brother McComaron had become the captive of the human being in front of him, and... revealed information about Stormwind City.

Tallamar didn’t want to admit that his brother was a coward, but the intelligence spit out from the human mouth could tell something—obviously, McComaron did fall into the hands of this human, and it humiliated the entire tribe... .

Talrama intends to solve this matter in his own way; as the human being said, his father already has a "coward" son, and he must not let another son-that is, himself-also become coward.

"Come on, damn human, let us see if your sword is as flexible as your mouth!"

Tal Rama roared and rushed towards the humans who stood opposite him. The battle axe in his hand condensed his anger. The sharp axe blade cut through the scorching air in the Western Wilderness, making a fierce wind.

"clang!"

Ma Long raised his arms to meet Tal Rama without showing any weakness. He stood firmly under his feet, and the muscles on his arms swelled violently. The long sword in his hand and Tal Rama's battle axe hit hard. together.

This is the second time Ma Long has fought the orcs since he came to this world; this body that was extremely well-trained by Anduin Lothar gave him the confidence to confront the orcs.

However, all this is still difficult-Tallama is faster, stronger, and more angry than McComaron. It didn't take long for Malong to fight the orc before his arms began to feel a little sore.

...

"Come on, are you just that capable? Come on, human, continue to spread your lies!"

Tal Rama waved the battle axe in his hand and slashed Malone's two-handed sword fiercely, using a violent attack like a gust of wind to make him retreat, while laughing loudly.

"Although arrogant, Orc, you are just a little stronger; if you can win the war by relying on your strength alone, then you will have become slaves to the ogres!"

Ma Long retaliated unceremoniously. Although he was temporarily downwind, the pace under his feet was still steady and he still maintained the ability to fight back.