Cutting the grass to eradicate the roots, eradicating the evil, Izzy knew in his heart that this battle was far from over, and although he had slaughtered Naozu and changed the fate of the world dramatically, Draenor still had no peace.

Gul'dan, the most despicable traitor in the history of the orcs, Izzy did not see his figure in this battle.

No one knows what he's going to do, but finding him and killing him is absolutely right.

It's ridiculous to say that Izzy had seen a biography of Gul'dan made by a certain pigeon UP master on Earth in his previous life, and he was impressed by the description in that UP master video.

That is, in the official history, the tribe had many opportunities to kill Guldan, but the leader at that time spared Guldan's life for various reasons, and finally raised a tiger for trouble, and the disaster was endless.

Izzy would never do such a thing, he would have to kill him if he was going to meet Gul'dan, just like Neozu, Izzy would not show mercy to the needs of the plot.

Of course, it's not that far, the top priority is still to win this battle, according to Izzy's calculations, in fact, they have succeeded more than half of them now, Naozu is dead, the medium-sized portal has been destroyed, or it won't be long before the elemental spirits will come to the rescue, and the victory is in hand.

The three of them returned to the battlefield of the evil power Margolon and Grommash, who was clearly overdrawing their vitality.

Izzy watched as Gromash slashed a long wound in Margolon's thigh with an axe, and not long after the Bloodroar Tomahawk pulled it out, the wound was burned by the flames of evil energy and disappeared as if it had never existed.

Frowning at him, Izzy knew that he couldn't delay, Grommash and his physical strength were limited, and they might be able to dodge all of Margolon's attacks smoothly now, but it would be difficult to say after a long time.

After all, God knows when a Margolon's life will run out, and now they lack the decisive attack to win with a single blow.

After thinking about it for a while, Izzy asked Mogolin and Old Man Brooks to help first, while he sat on the ground to meditate and recover, this was not lazy, Izzy was ready to use the spell as a decisive blow, but due to the previous battle with Naozu, Izzy had little mental power left, so he needed to recover.

Izzy took out a bottle of potion from his small waist bag and poured it down, no one person in this world can carry five bags, and Izzy has not heard of the legend of the dimensional backpack for the time being, so his waist bag is full of healing, or mental recovery potions, as well as some small but very useful props.

Paying attention to the battle, Izzy silently regained his mental strength, in fact, for rational consideration, he should close his eyes and recover wholeheartedly, but Izzy really couldn't help but worry about Mogolin.

Although this silly boy has a lot of combat experience, Izzy knows that he has no experience fighting such a giant beast, so if necessary, Izzy will cast a spell to help Mogolin.

With the reinforcements of Mogolin and Old Man Brooks, the pressure on Gromash and Durotan and others has been greatly reduced, especially Old Man Brooks.

The old orc fights like a skilled doctor or an artist, his battle axe is like a scalpel, always slashing at Margolon's flaws, and what is even more amazing is that the old man's attacks can not only cause damage, but also make more flaws in Margolon's body movements.

It was like the feeling of an axe slashing at a meridian, making Margolon's attack weak, or losing its crosshairs.

It's even pleasing to the eye, it's like an act of art, elegant and substantial.

Unlike Izzy's appreciation, Mogolin in battle felt something else.

He felt very ashamed, Mogolin felt that he couldn't help much, he had all his strength, but he couldn't effectively help his comrades, Mogolin seemed a little scrambled.

"Get out of the way!" Suddenly, Rantreso shouted anxiously.

Mogolin, who was suspicious in the center of the battle, made the wrong choice, and in the face of Margolon's stone fist hammer blow, Mogolin chose to take the top shield hard.

Tarzan's crushing stone fist smashed up a cloud of dust, and Mogolin held his shield alof, his face bewildered, he felt that his attack was not right.

It's too light.

Mogolin scanned his surroundings suspiciously, countless crystal thorns bulged out of the earth, and Mogolin looked up, only to see that Margolon's stone fist was nailed to the top of his head by the huge crystal thorns crisscrossing him, and he couldn't move an inch.

Mogorin turned his head to look at the hillside where Izzy was, and saw Izzy pale and out of breath.

Izzy gave him an encouraging smile and a finger tapped at his eyebrows, which Mogolin understood.

Controlling the body with wisdom and fighting with wisdom has been emphasized many times by Izzy and Mogolin.

With a roar of rage, Mogolin grabbed the fighter in front of him and lunged forward, flicking his hand with a lightning-bolted iron whip that wrapped around Margolon's right foot.

Mogolin continued to run, pulling hard, and Margolon fell to one knee.

He remembered Izzy's words:

"In the face of giant enemies, when their weaknesses are in unattainable places, you can choose to break their balance and keep the weaknesses in positions you can attack. ”

Mogolin's action was immediately responded, and Rantreso rushed up and pulled the iron whip with Mogolin, like a tug-of-war, controlling Margolon's right foot, while the two Sarufar brothers cooperated, wildly slammed into Margolon's other leg, and Margolon immediately crawled on the ground.

Durontan, Janar, and Gromash let out a battle roar in unison and rushed towards Margolon's head.

Gromash leaps high and unleashes his trademark jump slash, Janar aiming for Margolon's one-eyed man, while Durotan lowers himself and sweeps his two-handed tomahawk towards Margolon's bloody mouth, ready to send Margolon a "smile". ”

At the last moment, Margolon instinctively used his remaining left arm to protect his head, and the three of them embedded their battle axes into Margolon's stone skin.

What little sanity remained of Margolon made it feel that its fate was hanging by a thread, and Margolon swung out his left arm, throwing out Grommache, Durotan, and Janar, and it began to struggle to break free from the shackles that bound it.

Izzy's face changed drastically when he looked at the hillside, and he raised his sword and killed him, if he let Margolon break free, their tired army would definitely not be able to withstand Margolon's furious attack, and even if they did not lose at that time, there would inevitably be casualties, which was something that Izzy never wanted to see.

Holding the iron whip, Mogolin also understood this, and he looked around, suddenly noticing a boulder that had cracked apart from the battle.

"Brother Rantreso, we need to move over there, I can get the whip stuck in the crack of that boulder and free the two of us. ”

Lanteriso glanced at the crack in the boulder that Mogolin had spoken of, nodded, and the two of them moved as best they could, struggling to get the grip of the iron whip stuck in the crack in the stone, and then immediately charged.

The two of them stepped on Margolon's back and ran towards Margolon's head, and Mogolin suddenly shouted at Lantreso for some reason: "Hammer nails!"

Lantreso didn't understand at first, until he saw Mogolin staring at his long-handled sword and suddenly understood what Mogolin meant, and Lantreso smiled and nodded.

The two of them were already close to Margolon's head, and Rantreso sped up, holding his long-handled sword against the back of Margolon's head with both hands, and Mogolin's eyes flashed, and he slammed into it with his shield.

The shield collided with the bottom of the grip of the long-handled sword, and the high-temperature knife stabbed into the back of Margolon's head without hindrance, and the end of the handle entered.

Izzy watched from afar, clutching the back of his head and gasping as he imagined a hot steel nail stuck in his head.

"It must have hurt so much!"

But things didn't go the way Izzy had imagined, and Margolon let out a quick scream as if she had been shot in the head, and she took her last breath, and she couldn't die anymore.

Izzy slowed down, and the crowd began to clean up the battlefield, and Izzy watched with relief as the crowd gathered around Mogolin admiring him.

Mogolin noticed Itch, who smiled and patted Mogolin on the shoulder and said in a loud voice:

"Well done! man. ”

Mogolin looked happy, scratching the back of his head, looking cute.

At this moment, Izzy suddenly sensed something again, and looked in the other direction, and reinforcements from the elemental giants came.

Izzy hurriedly greeted him, recounting the situation with the elemental spirits, and the giants screamed and slaughtered the demon bats that surrounded the Draenei ship.

The orc warriors gasped one after another, they knew that the big picture was decided, and they had won!

Izzy didn't relax, everyone hadn't gone through that terrible history and didn't know what Gul'dan was capable of, so they were able to relax, but Izzy knew, so only when Gul'dan died, Izzy could be calm.

"Friends, don't let up, we still have a lot of messes to clean up. Alerting the crowd, Izzy began to treat them.