Stormwind God

Lothar could clearly feel that the sword in his hand was trembling because of his full resentment, and his will gleamed on the blood-stained blade before it could even be wiped.

Is it your determination to defend the human world?

Is it unwilling to be restrained from the nobility?

Is it a struggle against the coming destiny?

Lothar himself didn’t know, but he knew that the unyielding soul burning in his body was telling him that he and his sword needed to drink the blood of orc.

Looking at Lothar leading the warrior of Gryphon Legion shouting towards the orc survivors who hurriedly climbed the river bank, Duke smiled.

No one can swim with a sledgehammer and battle axe weighing dozens of catties.

Orc is strong, but the orc, which has been serialized and then lost its weapon, can take advantage of the fully armed Gryphon Legion?

They are still roaring, moving towards the human warrior even with their bare hands and launching a fierce attack. Unfortunately, without the heavy hammer and giant axe that can easily smash the shield, their attack will not be much stronger than the wild beast in the woods.

Shield strike! Collective or sword or spear stab!

Every five or six warrior warriors are composed of small battle groups that harvest the lives of orc warriors very efficiently.

The Cavalry of Bolvar, who just joined the battlefield, played the most damage. They rushed downstream at high speed and slashed orc indiscriminately on the beach.

A little bit upstream of the orc crossing, in the wet woods, the fire can hardly spread. Suddenly, there was a shocking shaking, and many big trees hugged by one person were easily brought down.

Surrounded by a group of extremely majestic orc, Horde Warchief Blackhand the Destroyer came to the river. When the last tree that blocked the view was brought down by the guards, the tragedy of Horde was reflected here. The eyes of Warchief.

It’s miserable!

Too miserable!

Thousands of Horde warriors fell forever by this unknown river. Many of them were stabbed to death by a large number of sharp stakes that were washed down by the upper stream, a few were drowned, and more were shot to death by javelins and besieged to death by human soldiers across the river.

On the other side of the river, almost unilateral killings continued.

The billowing Hong Tao tens of meters wide blocked the possibility of Blackhand sending troops to rescue.

“Roar——” Blackhand let out an extremely angry roar on the other side, apart from this, he was completely helpless, he could only watch the orc on the other side still fanatical, still struggling, but still helpless Slaughtered.

History is surprisingly similar.

Two people destined to become deadly enemies in fate-the future Azeroth lion Anduin Lothar and the current Warchief deputy Orgrim Doomhammer, their eyes met in the sky across the entire river bank Up.

This is a very mysterious feeling, the kind of premonition that is destined to live only one between you and me, hard to describe.

Of course, for Warchief Blackhand, who is standing next to Orgrim, it feels like Anduin is looking at him at the moment.

Seeing Anduin stepping on the back of a struggling orc under his hands and feet, Blackhand let out a deafening roar.

“Tiny humans! If you still dare to kill the warriors of orc, I will cut off your head as a urinal!!”

Of course Blackhand shouted in Orc language .

This does not prevent Lothar and Gryphon Legion warrior who are facing each other from across the bank from realizing a similar meaning. For a time, hundreds of people cast their eyes on Lothar.

Lothar wiped his blood-stained face with his left hand and grinned at Blackhand. Everyone could see that it was a mocking smile.

In the next second, he grabbed the struggling Orc’s head with one hand. The sharp sword broke the throat with one sword, and then cut the Orc’s head with a few back and forth vigorously.

Left hand, Gao Gao, who is still dripping with blood, the hideous face of the orc first level raised high, Lothar also snarled back with full of breath.

“Go to your orc! Long live King Wrynn! Long live Kingdom of Stormwind! Long live humans—”

Almost all human soldiers are imitating Lothar, or holding up their heads , Or lift up the long sword stained with blood, for a while, the river bank has completely become the hell of orc, the paradise of human warrior!

“Go to your orc! Long live King Wrynn! Long live Kingdom of Stormwind! Long live mankind—”

Ten thousand zhang of pride, anger swallows mountains and rivers, mankind refuses the intruder’s angry roar Soaring into the sky.

After the neat shouts, there are all kinds of ridicule and ridicule.

“hahaha! Green-skinned monsters go to death!”

“Come and I kill one!”

“A guy with well-developed limbs, we are not afraid of you !”

Human provocations also transcend language.

Warchief Blackhand green’s face…very dark, the huge Warhammer hit a tree next to it with a hammer, and the huge momentum smashed the entire tree trunk to pieces, and the fragments also hurt the side. The orc.

However, he was really helpless.

Ashore, Duke didn’t make any more moves. His mana is almost exhausted. Although the arcane flame circuit still provides him with mana continuously, he can clearly feel the weakness of his Spiritual Strength.

Today, he has done a good job.

Even if the total battle strength of Orc Legion is still strong, he also knows that he has achieved the best he can do.

In the dark, rays of light suddenly lit up on the river of fate.

The rays of light are so weak for the entire river, even in the light of the destiny of the entire Azeroth billions of absolutely creatures, they are not bright.

But Duke, after all, cast a new flame of fate on this land that is about to fall into the dark rule of orc.

Maybe this fire will go out.

Perhaps when this kind of fire is suitable, there will be a fire of hope extending out of it, burning all the claws of evil magic.

Anyway, this is Duke’s first attempt to change the flow of fate.

It seems that it was quite successful.

In this battle, Kingdom of Stormwind lost.

Whether it is tactically or strategically, the defenders led by Lothar are losers.

A total of three thousand Gryphon Legion elite warriors and the same number of garrisons will sleep forever in the mountain pass of the Redridge Mountains. And their failure also led to the strategic passiveness of Kingdom of Stormwind-no danger to defend.

This life, benefiting from the stone tablet lake has more water than in the game, Duke played a game of fire and water. But this still can’t cut off the advantage of orc in battle strength.

After a short loss, Gul’dan sent more Horde clan to invade Elwynn Forest at the same time. Its offensive is definitely more rapid than the’history’ known to Duke.

But that’s not Duke’s control.

The warriors of Gryphon Legion returned to Stormwind City a few days later.

In this era, people have a very direct way of expressing the returning army.

A triumphant army, people will not hesitate to praise and enthusiasm.

As for the defeated dog, people will give the most cruel abuse.

They should have been abused and ridiculed.

For Gryphon Legion, their expressions are very complicated.