"Dranosh?" Izzy was immediately stunned as he heard the introduction of the young orc warrior.

"Isn't this the son of King Vallock Sarufar, why did he hide his Sarufar surname?"

After thinking about it for a while, Izzy felt that maybe it was little Sarufar, and he didn't want to be treated special because of the great surname of Sarufar, so he deliberately concealed his surname.

Thinking of this, Izzy suddenly noticed that on the other side of the wall, a huge thing was approaching.

Izzy looked at it and was stunned, it was a boulder that was gradually approaching, about two meters in diameter, and below this boulder, the figure of an orc was so conspicuous.

It's Mogolin! Izzy had just heard Dranoche say that he should let Mogolin move the boulder, he thought it would be a grinding disc-sized rock at most, but he didn't expect him to be such a boulder!

At this moment, he saw that each foot of Mogolin on the solid wall would leave a crack footprint, and he gradually approached the direction of the city gate.

Izzy looked so anxious that he almost wanted to jump off the building, he was afraid that Mogolin's feet would be crooked, and the boulder would crush him into a cake, or the city wall would not be able to bear his weight, and suddenly collapse, and let the stupid boy fall among the enemy with the boulder.

However, even Izzy didn't notice because he was in a hurry, and the other orc warriors around him looked at this scene as if they were used to it, which proved that it was definitely not the first time Mogorin had done this, otherwise they should have been as dumbfounded as Izzy.

Mogolin walked on the tower of the city gate, and threw the boulder out with a roar, and Goron, who was hammering the gate, suddenly felt his head shrouded in shadows, and he looked up and saw a rapidly approaching black shadow, and then there was no more.

The defenders on the city wall heard only a cracking sound that made their teeth sore, accompanied by a strange "rattle" from the head of Golon, and Golon's head was smashed into a patty by a boulder.

Mogolin made a triumphant gesture down below and shouted, "Who else?" before he received the familiar slap on the head.

"Fuck, that dog-boy dares to hit me!" the excited Mogolin opened his mouth to speak skillfully foul language, turned his head and glared away, and then saw Izzy with a blackened face.

"Who told you to mess around! Scolding whom! Scolding whom! Slap! Scolding whom! Slap! Labor and management are the ones who beat you! Look at labor and management, don't beat your shit out today. ”

It's a triple hit with Izzy chasing Mogolin's ass with a black face.

The scene on the city wall made the other orc warriors burst into laughter, and Mogorin hurriedly grabbed Izzy's hand and whispered, "Brother Ichi, stop fighting, stop fighting, save me some face, and extinguish the fire!"

Izzy's face was ugly.

"I won't smoke you a few more times, I won't be able to extinguish this fire!"

"Shoot freely, use your bow and arrow, and throw your spear!" Draranos' loud voice broke the farce.

Izzy was stunned for a moment, his rare old face flushed, and he realized that he was simply messing around, and the battle was still going on, but he was here to teach the child.

"Bunny, I'll clean you up when I go back!" Izzy said viciously, condensing spells to try to destroy more enemies.

A horn to retreat was heard, and Izzy slammed his fist to the ground, and the enemy's retreat suddenly turned into a long-distance quicksand trap, leaving them unable to advance or retreat.

Draranosh's eyes flashed, and he immediately shouted: "Quick! Deal with those trapped enemies, kill one more one, and reduce their numbers!"

The situation on the battlefield is now very good, and the ogres who want to break into the camp will not have a chance to break through the gates, and all that remains is the heavenly obstacle.

Izzy looked at the giant fire raven in the sky, and his heart moved, and he closed his eyes to get in touch with the elemental of Draenor, and he soon got a response.

Izzy suddenly shouted, "Tempest Spirit, please help me fight off this powerful enemy for me." ”

As Izzy's words spoke, a whirlwind rolled out of thin air around him, and a powerful wind elemental lord appeared beside him.

"Elemental child, long time no see, you're back!"

Izzy smiled and said, "Yes, I'm back, this time I'm going to pick up all my people, by the way, to see if you are willing to leave, but now there is a problem, someone wants to attack us at such a critical time, so I want to ask you to help me, I can't fly the guy above the other party It's really a bit of trouble." ”

The Spirit of the Wind replied cheerfully, "No problem. As he spoke, the Spirit of the Wind summoned two thunderbolts between his hands, clenched his thunder into fists, and flew into the sky to fight the fire raven.

Izzy saw that the fire raven could no longer set fire to their camp, so he walked down the castle tower and entered the camp to organize the personnel to put out the fire.

At this point, the attack to seize the portal was shattered outside the iron wall of the Gate of Hope like an egg hitting a stone.

However, they had no chance of winning from the beginning, and even if they breached the gates, Izzy would turn around and return to Azeroth to bring back the elite orc warband that was guarding the Dark Gate, and directly give them a plow to sweep the cave, and wipe out the entire army.

At this time, it was still an ogre like Margaok who was smarter, and he knew that even if the ogre captured the portal and entered another world, he would face the siege of the elite orcs, and at that time, their ogres would only be torn to pieces by the angry orc defenders and fed to the wolves.

After extinguishing the fire in the war camp, the fire raven in the sky, which was like a small sun, also heard a strange birdsong and flew back to the sky, and the orcs continued to enter the portal in an orderly manner.

Izzy knew in his heart that this was probably not the end, the more orcs went, the less defensive strength the war camp would have, and Gugar was obviously waiting for that moment.

It's a pity that he miscalculated this calculation, and Izzy has a way to solve this problem.

However, the problem of fighting is easy to solve, and the other problem makes Izzy a little anxious, and his head is as big as a fight.

"Elders, you really can't stay in this world any longer. ”

Izzy is now working with a group of equally large young orcs to guide a group of old orcs who are reluctant to leave their homeland, and their long-cherished wish is to die in Draenor and never bury their bones in another country.

Speaking from the heart, It's not that Izzy can't understand this emotion.

If one day he is old and weak, and he can't move, maybe he can die in his hometown, which will also be his last long-cherished wish.

But when a group of old people who are still strong and fit and walk like a fly say, "Let me die here!"