Grom laughed happily -- he was not surprised by the attack -- the long night, without sleep, and the enemy came to his door, and he was too late to be happy! Only, I wish it had been a night raid led by the dwarven warrior, and during the day on the flat ground, he almost chopped off his wrist and almost took off his own head, and what about the night? What would be the outcome of the duel in the woods at night? Just think about it, and Grom was excited!

But things didn't seem to be as Grom had imagined - at this moment, the orc warriors had already run into the middle of the woods, and they all held their hands on their waists, gasping for breath, and then reported to Grom in a frightened tone: "Monsters, monsters are coming!

Just as Grom was puzzled, a noise rang out from the outskirts of the woods to the south, and Grom and everyone present hurriedly turned around, looked at the place where the sound had come from, and ......

A Dragonroar Orc Warlock who had followed Necrus to the outside of Dammod Fortress turned the fastest, and was the first to see what was happening, and he screamed sharply, then shouted, "Dragon, it's a dragon!

Dragon?—Grom's eyes narrowed slightly—in front of him, the outskirts of the woodland in the distance had turned into a sea of fire, and his men, the orcs of the Dragonthroat Clan, and the orcs of the Blackfang Clan, were scattering and fleeing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Above the woodland, in the light of the twin moons, a huge monster with wings hovered slowly in the sky, spitting out long flames from its mouth, igniting the woods and the wolf-rushing orcs in the woods.

"Yes...... Is it?" Zuhed's heart was suddenly seized by fear, he finally understood where his anxiety came from, but he didn't understand, he didn't understand why things turned out like this, he had a fluke in his heart, he looked at Necrus on the side, and asked in a trembling voice, "No...... No, it's not that small, is it?"

However, Zuhd was still disappointed after all, because he saw that the body covered by the black robe of Necrus had begun to tremble, and the orc warlock replied to his chief in an equally trembling voice: "No...... No, Chief, it's it! It's it! It's the king of dragons, and no red dragon has a pair of horns like this, and it's a lot smaller, but it's definitely it! Damn it! What about Lord Taranistaz and Lord Deathwing? How did it get out!"

Zuhd was in despair—he had only glanced at the giant red dragon from a distance, not up close, but Nikrouse had been in Grimbaatar for a long time, and he knew a lot more about dragons than he did, and since he had said that, it meant that something had happened to Grimbaatar, and that the red dragon had indeed escaped, and that ...... It's taking revenge on the orcs for the actions they once imprisoned it!

"Dragon, this guy is a dragon?" Grom's tone was very disdainful, he swept the "blood roar" in his hand, and said loudly, "It looks like it's only a few tens of meters long? Maybe it's even smaller! It's about the same size as Golon! It's a bunch of shitch that scares you like this!"

After reprimanding Zuhd and the others, Grom strode forward, the speed at first was still very slow, running and running, his speed became faster, and the distance between him and the fire-breathing red dragon that was wantonly in the sky on the ground was getting closer and closer, and his mouth burst into a howl of excitement: "Come on, the big red man who breathes fire, let me see how many axes this strongest creature in the world can take from me!"

"Giggle, fly, burn, set fire!, it's fun!" Frost's sad silver bell-like laughter rang out on the Red Dragon Queen's back.

"Yes, yes, that's it, Queen, burn them, burn the invaders!" Arthas hugged Frost Sorrow's slender thighs tightly, resting his head on Frost Sorrow's soft waist and screaming with the same excitement in his mouth.

If every child has any common hobbies when they are young, it must be playing with fire. Whether it is a nobleman or a commoner, when a naughty boy ignites a piece of paper or a piece of wood for the first time, the flickering spark will inevitably satisfy the pair of expectant and magical eyes.

The same is true of Arthas - though he is not a child now, but an uncle of thirty years of real age - but minus the seven years of slumber, and the years when he was controlled by the Lich King, his mental age is only that of a young man. (Forcibly youth, I'm also drunk.) ）

As a child, because his father and teachers were strict, Arthas did not have much opportunity to play with fire in the palace of Lordaeron. (Did you plan to destroy the city of Lordaeron when you were a child?? If you don't let you play with fire and burn it, you will grow up and bring the Scourge Legion to tear it down, right?) Now, the childlike Arthas also happens to take advantage of the majesty of the Red Dragon Queen to live a good life of arson.

The only thing that made Arthas a little uncomfortable was that when the Red Dragon Queen was spitting fire everywhere, her body movements were relatively large, although Mograine and Winlessa were able to stabilize their bodies by grabbing the Red Dragon Queen's wings, but Arthas didn't have that strength, and he didn't have that kind of balance, so he could only hold on to Frost Sorrow.

Fortunately, the little magic sword was still faithfully relied on by its owner - I don't know what method was used, but her little white boots were tightly glued to the back of the red dragon queen, and Arthas hugged his little magic sword tightly, but he could also ensure that he would not fall when the red dragon queen was circling.

Hey...... Arthas thought to himself - burn it, burn it, this red dragon's psychopathic queen is really a big killer! In addition to being able to constantly give birth to children and transform it into combat power, she is already a weapon of mass destruction in her own right - in the battle between mortals with little air power, who can threaten the red dragon queen who breathes fire everywhere in the air? This weapon is so easy to use, after spraying here, go and say hello to Muradin and Prince Danas, you have to hurry to the base camp of the orcs, and let the Red Dragon Queen spray it there again, and burn these orcs to the ground!

Arthas thought beautifully in his heart, the body of the Red Dragon Queen suddenly trembled violently, and then Arthas only felt dizzy, his body suddenly circled in the air, and suddenly became head-down, Arthas was already stunned, although his hands were still tightly holding Frost Sorrow, but he couldn't help but let out an exclamation in his mouth, and at the same time, the gravity of his body made him continue to fall, almost sliding off Frost Sorrow.