In a short time, the orc wolf cavalry had already run to the front of the main camp, and the sentry asked somewhat casually, "Hey, Cracktooth, why did you come back alone?" What about the others? What about your wolves? The orc wolf cavalry, known as Splittooth, did not answer the sentry's words, nor did he stop, but ran towards the camp with all his might, leaving the sentry alone and his wolf staring at each other, not knowing what madness the boy had made. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Splittooth ran all the way to the stone house where the chief lived. Breaking into the stone house, Cracktooth found the elderly chief sitting alone on the ground, unsure of what he was thinking. Beside the chieftain, there were also several orc warriors. Seeing Splittooth come in, the chief stood up and asked nervously, "Splittooth, what's going on?" ”

Cracktooth gasped and said, "Chief, the humans have launched an attack on us!" All the wolf cavalry rangers are dead, and I am the only one left. The humans say they're going to negotiate with you, but they're only giving us ten minutes to prepare. As soon as Cracktooth's words fell, an orc warrior rushed up angrily, shoved him, and shouted, "Why did everyone die, and you came back alone to report the news?" Have you surrendered to humanity? You coward! ”

Splittooth was a little thicker than the orc warrior, and it didn't push his body. Splittooth bared his fangs in rage, his hands clenched into fists and ready to smash into the orc warrior. At that moment, the chief spoke: "Stop, Cracktooth, tell me the situation." ”

Splittooth lowered his fist, glared fiercely at the orc warrior, and said to the chief, "There are probably a few thousand of them, more than all of us combined. They are all soldiers, and they have already assembled at the mountain pass, and now the time may be almost up, and it is estimated that they will soon surround them. Chief, get your idea! ”

Hearing Cracktooth's words, an orc warrior said loudly, "What else do you have to think?" The cunning human dog is definitely playing tricks. We leave them alone, gather our forces, fend off the soldiers, and let the people flee. The orc warrior's words won the approval of most of the people in the stone house.

Cracktooth hurriedly objected: "No, the soldiers who came this time are different from the previous human soldiers. There is no way we can defeat them. One of the orc warriors spat disdainfully on the ground and said angrily, "Cracktooth, how come you are as small as them after you were caught by humans once?" The dignified number one brave man of the Frostwolf Clan is now like a coward, and he has even lost the courage to fight! Hearing this, the orc warriors in the stone house nodded their heads and laughed at the cowardice of Cracktooth.

Hearing this, Splittooth jerked up the underlining of the plate armor, allowing the orc warriors in the stone house to look at the wound on their thighs, and shouted, "Look at this wound! The orc warriors in the stone house couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when they saw it - Split Tooth was the most powerful warrior of their Frostwolf Clan, and during the coming-of-age ceremony, he once fought a Nagrand Velociraptor, broke off one of the teeth of that behemoth, and wore it around his neck as a souvenir, which is also the origin of his name "Split Tooth".

Although Splittooth has been through many battles, he has never been injured in the fight with the Orcs, hunting, or even the Draenei. The scar on the thigh, twisting and turning, spread to the entire thigh, and the area of the wound was so large that these orc warriors who had long been fearless of life and death had no fear of life and death in their hearts, and they didn't know what kind of pain and torture it was.

Only the chief understood the meaning of the cracked tooth and asked, "This wound was wounded in the battle just now?" Splittooth nodded, but the orc warriors in the stone house were all boiling—how could it be? How can such a large wound heal in such a short time? It seems that the first warrior of the Frost Wolf Clan is not only frightened by humans, but also confused.

The chief couldn't help but walk over to Crackfang, leaned down to examine his wounds, then straightened up again and said, "You mean, the human army is accompanied by priests?" Cracktooth shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. The human warriors besieging us this time are unlike any other than they have ever been. Against a total of four warriors, including me, the opponent only used the same number of people. ”

Hearing the cracked words, the orc warriors in the stone house began to whisper again, but there was a lack of confidence in the words - purely in terms of personal combat effectiveness, the orc warriors had always been confident that they could fight evenly against three or four human infantry at the same time. But if it were to Cracktooth, would humans be able to gain the upper hand in a one-on-one battle? That would be difficult, after all, there were less than two hundred warriors in the clan now, and the human army as the enemy numbered a few thousand.

The old chief knew that Splittooth's words were not finished, and waited quietly for the following. Cracktooth continued, "The wound on my leg was inflicted on me by a human warrior. He used his huge two-handed sword and stabbed me in the thigh and my wolf to death. But when they let me back, the human warrior put his hand on my wound and healed it with a golden glow. Chief, the status of that human warrior in the human army is not very special, and the dress and grooming are no different from those thousands of human troops. I suspect that the armies sent by the humans this time are just like him, not only can they not lose to us in combat, but they can also use healing methods. We really can't face such an enemy! ”

The old chief groaned, somewhat believing Cracktooth's words. It is not uncommon for warriors to be able to fight in close quarters as well as heal, and the old chief himself is one. Just when the old chief couldn't make up his mind, a sentry rushed into the stone house in a panic and said, "Chief, it's not good, the exit of the col has been blocked by a group of human cavalry!" Hearing this, all the orc warriors in the stone house suddenly shouted, and Split Tooth hurriedly said to the chief, "Chief, why don't you listen to what they have to say first?" ”

The old chief nodded and said, "It's fine." A few of you, gather all the warriors in your clan who can fight, block them at the entrance of the camp, and prepare for battle at any time. Tell the people to hide in the camp. In the current situation, there is no escape. If a fight breaks out in a while, we will take the opportunity to disrupt the formation of the human army, and let them flee for their lives when the time comes! Several orc warriors took the order, and the old chief grabbed the cracked tooth that also wanted to leave, and said to him, "Come with me." ”

Arthas stood on a snowy mound outside the orc camp, a small group of paladins guarding the snowball, nervously watching the orcs' movements. Uther and Master Khadgar were also here, and Winlesa was with a bow and arrow, a little trepidation—it was the first time she had gone into battle without her sister around. Winlesa quietly looked at the calm Arthas, and looked down on herself a little in her heart—wasn't she as bold as a little kid? Thinking of this, Wen Lesa straightened her small and delicate chest and tried to stand up straighter.