The Fate of the Gunman

The wound opened by Lancer on his flanks just broke completely because of his full strength just now, and the green blood kept dripping, and he himself was kneeling on one knee with the warhammer.

But even if he was seriously injured, the expression on his face was still extremely determined, and there was no doubt that he did not give up this battle.

And just as Lancer was considering whether to attack first, Lothar's voice came from behind him.

"Lancer!!"

Lancer couldn't help turning his head and looked at Lothar's side in surprise, because there were a number of Stormwind guards who shouldn't be here, their armor and the sentry troops collected by Lancer. The leather armor used has obvious differences, so it is very conspicuous.

'Could it be that reinforcements are coming?'

The line was shrinking, and the soldiers who had been captured before were gradually replaced by the guards of Stormwind. There is no doubt that the support troops have arrived, and they should retreat.

Glancing at the black hand kneeling on one knee in the distance, Lancer turned and left without hesitation.

It is true that he enjoys the battle with Black Hand very much, but he is not completely dazzled by the blood. The reason why he fights with the opponent is not only because of the task, but also because of the delay. Now that the goal has been achieved, it is meaningless fighting. It's just a waste of time.

The orcs were naturally very dissatisfied with Lancer's'fleeing' behavior. They roared and tried to chase, but at this time, a rain of arrows fell suddenly in the woods on the side. Only then did the orcs notice the original forest. There were a group of pointed ears holding bows and arrows in ambush, but as Lancer and the others evacuated, those pointed ears disappeared without a trace.

Countless orcs suddenly roared, but the black hand reached out to stop everyone...

At this time, his usual arrogance was no longer in his eyes, replaced by a blazing war spirit.

He silently swears - - - he must cut off the human head and hang him in his big tent!

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When Lothar entered the forest, they saw a large number of'transporters' and several'high elves' standing at the forefront of the team.

If he had some doubts before, why use the "transporter" in the forest, after all, the complex terrain is not suitable for vehicles, but if the elf ranger leads the way, then everything is possible.

"Sir Lothar, please evacuate with us first. The remaining soldiers will be sent back to Stormwind with the help of our allies."

A tall Stormwind guard could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Lothar's safe appearance, but Lothar's next words made him lift his heart into his throat.

"Wait!"

"?!"

"Our comrade, Khadgar now..."

"Sir Lothar, I'm fine."

Before Lothar finished his words, Khadgar raised his right hand weakly among the crowd. At this time, he looked a little languid due to over-casting, especially his pale lips. The heart hurts, but the fact that the other party is alive no matter what makes Lothar extremely happy.

Seeing Lothar walking towards him, Khadgar also let go of Garona's hand and gave him a warm hug.

"You're still alive! My friend! The snowstorm that stopped suddenly has worried me for a long time!"

"Of course I'm still alive, but it's a pity..."

"what happened?"

"I still haven't found a way to close the'Dark Door'."

"..."

Khadgar's words made Lothar, who was in a happy mood, scowled again. Indeed, their goal this time was the Dark Portal, but it seemed that they took everything too simple. In the end, although a large number of captured elite soldiers were rescued , But undoubtedly failed compared to the original goal.

Khadgar also saw Lothar's thoughts, and he patted the opponent's back comfortingly before releasing his arms and opening his arms towards Lancer.

"Mr. Lancer! It's nice to see you again."

"me too."

Lancer knew that Khadgar was trying to divert Lothar's attention at this time, so he was also very cooperative to talk to each other, but his eyes fell on the dark door behind him from time to time...

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Chapter 22-Gul'dan with a dumb face

In the end, Lancer and Lothar did not follow the large forces but rode back to Stormwind City on griffins. Before this, they naturally staged a touching "Master and Servant Encounter", Lothar’s Griffin kept rubbing. It took a long time for the other party to gradually return to normal, but Lancer was surprised that the other party actually yelled Lancer as a greeting. Lancer was naturally happy and touched the other party's head.

However, after the touching reunion, there was a non-stop rush. A group of people rode on the back of the Griffon. Perhaps it was because of previous experience. This time Lancer rode the Griffon alone. Lothar also drove alone, but Khadgar did It was tied to his back by a Stormwind guard.

Khadgar was naturally very opposed to this. According to him,'I am a glorious mage, how can I do such a thrown thing?'

Facing Khadgar's stern refusal, Lothar and the others naturally yelled, "Good, good," and they let someone tie him with a rope.

Normally it is impossible to do this, but everyone sees Khadgar's state before. Who knows if the other party will sit on the back of the griffon and then the person will fall off the back of the griffon?If this is true, it would be embarrassing, and he finally evacuated from the dark gate and was thrown to death in the end.

The weak Khadgar was naturally unable to resist a group of muscular men, and finally had to accept the restraints with a sad face. There is no doubt that this experience of riding a griffon has become the black history of his life.

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When Gul'dan finally woke up, he saw the chaotic camp.

His first reaction was - what happened during my coma?

But just when he looked dazed, he saw a group of people walking towards him.

'Black hand?Orgrim?What are they doing to me?'

"Slap~!"

Before the two parties officially met, Orgrim, who was standing next to the black hand, waved his hand and threw an orc in a robe at Gul'dan's feet.

Gul'dan, who didn't know what was going on, suddenly became angry when he saw the body at his feet.

'I was just in a coma for a while, so you did my subordinates?!'

"Orgrim! What do you want to do?!"

Although Orgrim is the black hand's deputy, and Gul'dan should at least show the black hand face, but he is extremely afraid of Orgrim. After all, most of the Blackrock tribe are fighting freaks. After the blood of the demon turned into green skin, they also became irritable and prone to incitement, and Orgrim of the rational school was obviously not as popular as the'newcomer' Gul'dan.

But this time, the black hand who stood beside him before Orgrim could speak, walked up to him with an angry face.

"Gul'dan! It should be me now to ask you——————What do you want to do?"

What i want to doI want strong power.

Of course, Gul'dan couldn't answer the other party like that, so his face looked dumbfounded as if he didn't know what happened, and seeing Gul'dan's reaction, the displeasure on the black hand's face became even more intense.

"Do you still want to pretend?! Wasn't it the one you let your subordinates sneak attack with the human warrior during the'Mak'gora' with that human warrior?"

Mak'gora?Human warrior?MDZZ, what stupid did this guy do while I was in a coma?Could it be that his head is full of muscles?

But what he was even more confused was how to give orders when he was in a coma just now?