What a [elbow bottom gun]!

I didn't have time to react, and the next blow came.

Those were two huge meteor hammer-like things, tinged with a strange pale cyan!?

People, after being shaded, their first reaction is often the most direct.

Frightened!

Ogrim's body moved before his brain, and visually, his right hand seemed to disappear, but in fact, his arm moved too fast, leaving a shadow.

"Bang!" Arthas's projectile was shattered by the Hammer of Doom, a splinter of silver metal reminiscent of a dwarf's shotgun.

Alsace is not there!

When a hammer slammed into the pair of epaulettes that Arthas had thrown, Orgrim finally realized that something was wrong.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

It was only in the corner of his right eye that he caught a glimpse of the figure that was almost close to the ground.

Removing his shoulder armor and cuirass with a quick-release buckle in exchange for maximum speed, Alsace sprints like a track and field athlete catapulting off a 100-meter race on Earth.

The agility of the cheetah's pounce, the speed of a spring bouncing off the ground, made Ogrim breathtaking.

In the end, Orgrim only had time to turn sideways, hiding his twice-injured left abdomen behind him, and at the same time, the muscle power of his right arm exploded, and he forcibly stopped the hammer that was wheeled out, and his backhand was a hammer towards Arthas, as long as Arthas dared to continue to stab him in the left abdomen, he would kill Arthas!

Unexpectedly, Alsace was not aiming at his left abdomen at all.

"Ahh

The pain in his right ankle came from his right ankle, and Ogrim relied entirely on instinct, supporting his body with the [Hammer of Destruction] to keep his balance and not fall.

Behind him, Alsace, who had sprinted too violently, rushed out five or six meters before he 'braked' sideways, plowing more than two meters of scratches on the ground before he stopped.

"Humble ......" Orgrim wanted to curse, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene where he sneaked up and killed the black hand of the former Great Chief.

Uh, isn't this the legendary old pit old old?

Suddenly looking back, there was a complicated light in Orgrim's still fierce eyes: "Who taught you this?" The dignified Prince of Lordaeron shouldn't have done that. ”

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans ran down Alsace's forehead and down the wing of his nose to the tip of his chin. At this time, Prince Lordaeron realized that the clothes on his back were instantly wet and slimy.

It's too dangerous!

Fortunately, his sword was not aimed at the opponent's abdomen, and he fully learned the lesson of Lothar and opened up enough distance. Even so, the hammer swept 10 centimeters from his forehead, and the aftermath of the flames had already scorched a handful of his hair.

Arthas couldn't imagine what would happen if he was greedy.

Settled down, Alsace said, "It was Madondon who taught me!" ”

(Voice of Mystery: I'm not!) I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! ）

Ogrim felt his completely unconscious ankle, and when he saw the charred inverted notch, he knew that his right ankle was useless, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "It's him, that's fine." ”

"I thought you'd call me mean!" Arthas stood up and struck the standard T-step position.

"Don't you think?" Orgrim grinned, a terrifying grin.

"I used to think! But since the day Lordaeron was besieged by your men, I've been remorseful! I hated myself for being too young, far from the peak of my strength, speed, and agility, and that I was no match for you. ”

"Oh? You know a lot about your own strengths. ”

Speaking of this, there was still guilt, as well as a little cowardice in the face of the strong, all of which were driven away from Arthas's mind, and his gaze became firm: "You can kill and occupy our land for the survival and reproduction of orcs." I can also fight by all means and at all costs to protect my beloved father and sister. Essentially, we don't make a difference! ”

Arthas remembered what Madonald had said if one day the orcs broke the walls of Lordaeron and entered the palace. Is he standing and dying? Or do you want to die on your knees?

He chose to [die standing up] at that time!

What he grasped was the meaning of courage.

So let go of the cold gun, that's [wisdom], right?

Even if it is despicable, it is against the way of chivalry. But didn't the alliance rely on artillery and explosives to gain an advantage?

Arthas suddenly felt comfortable.

He's comfortable, but Orgrim isn't.

The Great Chief whistled suddenly, and Arthas immediately heard the sound of low, sharp footsteps to his left.

At first glance, the two fools almost died.

A big bear, no, this is a wolf king who is bigger than a bear, so he pounced with a bloody mouth.

The second fool didn't know that this wolf king was actually a weakened version, and it was a child of the previous generation of wolf kings who had not yet fully grown up. (The previous wolf king was eaten by the sand sculpture players.) ）

Even so, the first time he really faced the giant wolf, the second fool was obviously a little flustered.

He's still a little tender!

While he was panicking, Ogrim jumped over in an awkward position similar to pulling onions on dry land.

The loss of his right foot does not mean that he has completely lost the ability to move, and when he uses his right arm to explode with muscular power to make a pole vault, the shock to the second fool is absolutely unparalleled.

Perfect pinch!

The second fool instinctively made a standard right rear step according to his long-term swordsmanship training to avoid his edge.

"Innocent!" Orgrim made a cold assessment.

In the eyes of mortals, whether it is the Great Chief or the Wolf King, it seems that they are too strong, and they will pounce on their heads left and right.

Just like the Great Chief's evaluation of the two fools.

The second fool is still a 15-year-old budding fighter after all, and he seriously lacks combat experience.

Just when he staggered and dodged, thinking that he had dodged it, first of all, a wolf who seemed to have broken his waist and quickly turned around, and his big mouth bit again.

When the wolf had captured all of Arthas's attention, Orgrim showed off his hammer-throwing skills in that moment when mortals couldn't afford it.

Orgrim and later Thrall are both followers of the [Little Li Old Mother's Flying Hammer God Cult]!

Arthas was careless, he didn't flash!

Not to mention the [Hammer of Doom], he took off his breastplate in pursuit of speed and agility, and even the wolf's mouth could bite him to death.

On his shocked face, there was a pair of unwilling eyes.

I, Alsace Minethiel, is that the end there?

Just when the dignified Prince Lordaeron, the possible Demon King of the Afterlife, was about to die prematurely, he saw a size 42 black shoe.

It doesn't count as a strong force, the other party obviously relented at the last moment.

No matter who it is, it won't feel good to be kicked in the face by such a jio.

Before the big commander could react, his whole body was swept away like a cannonball in the state of his mouth and face being crooked.