Who am I?

Where am I?

What did I order?

King Aiden Pirenot's brain at this moment is a mess!

In front of them, the guy who attacked the orcs was too skilled, and the sharp, simple and unflashy swordsmanship made them succeed repeatedly.

Before the orcs could react, more than 30 orcs in the hall were killed on the spot.

Each sword pierced the orc's neck with precision, cutting a wound the size of a fist, and no matter how you look at it, it is hopeless.

At the same moment, one of the orcs reacted and roared in orc language.

"Kill all these despicable humans!"

From the very beginning, there was no basis for trust and cooperation between the two sides, and the absolute hostility brought about by the Battle of the Dark Gate could be eliminated at once by Aiden groveling?

The orcs who had been struck with demonic blood were already prone to entering a state of rage, and as soon as they saw their own people being assassinated, coupled with the orders of Varok Sarufar before entering the city, these orc elites did not hesitate to raise their sophisticated metal battle axes towards the humans around them.

They're the elite of Orgrim's men!

Whether it is combat skills, combat awareness, and equipment, they are the best among all the clans of the orcs. After the Kilrog Blood Cave Clan attacked Ironforge Fort, the Black Iron Dwarves had hooked up with the Orcs and provided them with a number of sophisticated weapons far beyond the Orc level.

With sheer strength and razor-sharp steel battle axes, the armor of the Otrankian Guards was as thin as paper.

In one shot, more than fifty janissaries and human nobles fell in a pool of blood, and almost every wall in King Aiden's newly renovated palace was covered with fresh ketchup.

No one wanted to sit still, and even though they couldn't figure out what was going on, the Praetorian guards also drew their swords and attacked the orcs. After all, the voice of "In the name of His Majesty Pirenod" in the lead is too deceptive, and the standard Alterac lingua franca is his own person.

The palace hall of Nuoda was immediately beaten into a pot of porridge!

Aiden instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he had no chance to control the situation! Almost at the same time that the twelve Praetorian Guards assassinated the orcs, no, maybe only a second late, a slightly shorter blackstone orc, with an extremely angry expression, picked up a large axe and slashed at Aiden.

He was a little far away from Aiden, which gave the Praetorian guards around Aiden time to react, and very reluctantly blocked the orc.

However, a throwing axe thrown from another orc slashed Aiden's left arm.

The Praetorian guards had actually helped Aiden block a sword, but they couldn't block it completely, which made Aiden scream when he was injured on the spot.

If the Praetorian had a shield, the situation might have been very different.

How can there be so many 'ifs' in the world?

Aiden was ready to surrender from the beginning, serious orcs lick dogs, who would let the guards carry shields!?

"Protect Your Majesty!" The guards panicked.

Without the backbone of Aiden here, Warok's human language over there can be described as a lot of water, and in the case of poor communication, even if Warok instinctively felt as if something was wrong, he was powerless to stop this chaotic situation, and was quickly coerced, raising his battle axe towards the humans around him.

“Lok’Tar——”

"Help, who's going to save me!"

"No, don't kill me—"

The situation in the main hall can be called one-sided, except for the original twelve Praetorian guards can kill a few orcs, most of the Praetorian guards will be cut down within two or three rounds.

And the human aristocracy ......

They're desperate too!

From the very beginning, Aiden, the old coward, prevented them from jumping loyal ministers and mixing with the Alliance, so when he entered the palace, he let the Janissaries use both soft and hard measures, forcing them and their attendants to hand over all their personal weapons.

Moreover, the king's order to his most trusted subordinates was: "No nobleman shall be allowed to go out of this gate without my order." ”

This massacre has become so efficient, and that's the biggest key!

In less than ten minutes, the battle in the main hall was over, except for Aiden, who escaped through the secret door behind the throne under the cover of the Praetorian guards in time, the main hall was completely turned into a flesh slaughterhouse, and there were corpses everywhere.

The orcs were clearly the victors, and Varok Sarufar looked at more than eighty of his bloodied men, and had an indescribable strange feeling - did humans really want to ambush us?

He had seen the most heroic human warriors, and he had seen the most incompetent human nobles who begged for mercy before they died.

The ambivalence of human action was a source of confusion for the later King of Sarufar.

At this point, no one can stop.

Varok looked out from the windows of the main hall, and the night was in turmoil.

Orgrim certainly wasn't going to just let Grom go deep alone and attack Rivendell. In fact, he prepared an army of two clans outside the city.

If Aiden really surrenders to the orcs with the entire Alterac as he claims, then it will be the main force of the Blackstone Clan led by Orgrim himself, and every Blackstone orc will be told that they are forbidden to kill humans at will after entering the city, and must exercise maximum restraint.

If Varok finds out it's a trap...... Units entering the city will be replaced with the Broken Hand Clan (aka Broken Palm) of Kargas* Blade Fist.

Members of the Broken Hand Clan are accustomed to showing their allegiance to the clan through the ritual of mutilating their bodies. Orcs in the clan who have been elevated to warrior status are to sacrifice their left hand - in the form of a severed arm or arthropod. The remnants of their postarthropods are often replaced by poor weapons or tools.

The Broken Hand Clan is notoriously brutal among the orcs!

Waiting in the snow-covered forest outside the city, although many orcs felt cold, the Great Chief forbade a fire.

Suddenly, Orgrim heard the roar of battle coming from the city, and he jerked himself to his feet, pricking up his ears.

After a while, I saw a bloodied orc suddenly rush to the city, shouting in orc language: "Trap! It's a trap! Humans ambushed us. ”

The woods are a bit far from the city gate, about two or three hundred meters.

In the darkness of the night, the dynamics of the city were not very realistic, and I could only barely see that the orc was fighting the human soldiers. At the same time, several orc warriors who had been waiting at the city gate were attacked by humans, and they fought fiercely, and the human soldiers tried to close the city gates.

"Kargas!"

The Great Chief snorted, and the severed-arm chief immediately showed a bloodthirsty expression, and he licked the serrated scimitar-shaped blade fixed on his left arm with his scarlet tongue, feeling the taste of the dried blood of the victims who had died in the blade, and he was extremely excited.

"Little ones! Kill all the humans! ”

The orc warriors at the city gate were extremely strong, and they were already vigilant to prevent the sneak attack of the human warriors. Several orcs held on to the winch that could pull up the drawbridge, which bought Kargas time.

This brutal but powerful orc chief launched a super [charge] with a distance of more than 50 meters, and the whole person turned into a blood shadow and rushed to the gate.

From the moment Kargas arrived, the fate of the human soldiers at the gates of the city was sealed.