Outside of the staircase used to guard the wooden fence of the fortress, most of the fortress was clear, and countless troll warriors were scattered around the edge of the clearing, some still on guard, some already asleep. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the center of the fortress, the bear-headed monster murmured, and the dark red substance gathered wildly around him, forming a strange blood mist.

"Since you've absorbed the tribute, let's do something honestly...... It's just a group of mortals, and it's wishful thinking to subvert the sect of Nalorak!"

With a loud roar, the bear-headed monster stood to his feet, and he roared loudly, awakening the many troll warriors in the camp.

"In the name of the Bear God Nalorak, my heirs will take possession of your bodies! Fight, trolls, for your own city!"

The bear-headed shouted in the troll language, but before the troll warriors could discern the meaning of his words, they had already become strange.

Blood streaks bloomed on the faces of these troll warriors, and dark black fur spread across their faces centered on the cracks, replacing their original green skin.

Soon, black fur replaced the original skin color of these troll warriors, their muzzles protruding forward, and although the two huge fangs were retained, there was no longer a trace of trolls in appearance.

The tall bodies were topped with bear-like heads, and pale yellow saliva flowed from the mouths of these trolls that had turned into bear monsters, dripping onto the ground beneath their feet.

"Whew!"

The giant bear monster in the center of the camp let out a roar, and the sluggishness in the eyes of the newborn bear monsters when they heard the roar disappeared, replaced by a furious and bloodthirsty bright red.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

……

Howls echoed through the fortress, tearing through the silence of the night, and a great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

"What's that sound? Do the trolls keep beasts in the fortress?"

Standing in front of the wooden fence of the fortress, Muradin Copperbeard asked, puzzled.

"I don't know...... But Muradin, I see that this fortress doesn't seem to be guarded by trolls right now!"

Furstad whispered as he stood behind Muradine Copperbeard, carrying his hammer.

A few days ago, Muradin Copperbeard led the dwarven warriors in an attack on the fortress in order to find out what the barrier outside of Zuamman was.

At that time, as soon as Furstad and his Hammer Dwarves approached the fortress's wooden fence, they were attacked by spears and arrows from the troll warriors above the wooden fence.

But now, they had approached the bottom of the fence, but there was no reaction from the fence, only the cries of a large group of beasts, which made Furstad wonder if the trolls had some kind of conspiracy.

"Whatever, attack!"

Muradin Copperbeard took both of his weapons in his hands, lifted his horn helmet, and slammed his massive city-breaking axe into the wooden fence erected in front of the fortress.

"Attack!"

Furstad also let go of the hesitation in his heart, and slammed the wooden fence in front of him as he roared loudly.

Although the trolls erected the cradles with the thickest trunks in the Wraith Jungle, it was only a matter of time before they broke due to the monstrous strength of the dwarves.

"Come on, little cubs!"

Muradin's Brastache was always a little less patient, and as he cleaved the wooden fence in front of him with his tomahawk, he turned sideways and slammed into the wooden wall in front of him.

With a loud bang, an entire wooden fence collapsed to the ground under the impact of Muradin's Copperbeard, and the second man in the dwarven kingdom of Ironforge jumped into the troll fortress in a comical pose, roaring loudly.

In the next second, however, Muradin Copperbeard was stunned - he realized that there was not a single troll in the fortress.

"What kind of monsters are these?"

Furstad followed Muradin Copperbeard into the troll's fortress, and then froze slightly.

Unlike the imaginary tidal wave of troll warriors, wielding short spears and hand axes, Muradine Copperbeard and Vorstad had only a group of bear-headed monsters staring at them.

"I don't know, but ...... Certainly not our friend. ”

From the eyes of these bear-headed monsters, Muradin Copperbeard could only see ferocity and killing, and he gripped his weapon tightly, allowing his mind to focus on the battle.

The fact that there were no trolls in the stronghold, just a bunch of bear-like monsters was a surprise to the coalition forces, but solving the accident was something that Arthas needed to do.

As the commander of the charge, Muradin Copperbeard and his dwarven warriors have only one mission: to destroy all enemies in their path, whether trolls or bear monsters.

"Rush, boys, follow me!"

The knotted muscles of Muradin Brass's thick arms were taut, and weapons no smaller than his body swung in his hands like a windmill.

Without any time to hesitate, Muradin Copperbeard took the lead and attacked like the group of bear-headed monsters gathered in the center of the fortress.

"Whew!"

When Muradine Copperbeard's battle axe swung into the chest of a bear-headed monster, his opponent let out a loud roar that nearly deafed his ears.

When he heard this roar, Muradin's heart sank—to make such a loud noise, the enemy's strength must not be small.

Sure enough, Muradin Copperbeard's inevitable blow was blocked by the bear-headed monster with the short axe in his hand, and the huge blade with a few notches was close to the bear-headed monster's neck, but even the strange power of Muradin's copperbeard could not make him any better in a short time.

"Damn monsters!"

Muradin Brass cursed loudly, and from such a distance, he could clearly smell the wet, disgusting smell of blood spewing from the bloody jaws of his enemies.

Luckily, Muradin's Copperbeard has his own companions.

"Muradin, don't move!"

Furstad's voice came from behind Muradin's Copperbeard, and in the next second, a pale blue lightning bolt grazed Muradin's Copperbeard's ear and slammed into the bear's face.

"Woo~"

Before he could let out a whimper, the bear-headed fell to the ground limply, his face blackened and a foul smell coming from his corpse.

"Furstad!

Muradin's Copperbeard roared loudly - even though Furstad had helped him, a tingling pain could still be felt in Muradin's Copperbeard's ears.

"There's no time for nonsense, Muradin! These guys have a lot of strength, and there's a tough battle to fight!"

Furstad loudly responded to Muradin Copperbeard's accusations, but even if he wanted to apologize, it was a matter of taking care of the matter here.

More dwarven warriors poured into the fortress through the gap in the wooden fence, and more bear-headed monsters were alarmed by the presence of these dwarven warriors, and instead of staring around in confusion, they rushed towards the dwarven army led by Muradin Copperbeard and Furstad.

"This bunch of guys...... Is it a hybrid between a troll and a bear in the woods?"

Muradin Copperbeard cursed as he brandished his weapon and charged at the bears.

"I just hope they don't turn into real bears!"

Furstad was not idle, but he was also in his hands—lightning arrows burst out of the Storm Hammer of the Hammer Dwarves, each striking down a ferocious bear-headed monster.

"Charge, charge, make a way for the army of Little Arthas!"

Muradine Copperbeard certainly hadn't forgotten his mission, and despite the impenetrable defensive lines of the bear-headed monsters in front of him, the dwarven warrior and his men fought their way forward.

"What's going on? There's a beast in this fortress?"

Varian Ureon followed Arthas and reached the outskirts of the fortress, and heard shouts from inside the fortress?