Chapter 43: Frostwolf Defense
"Son, you don't need to be like this, it seems to us that you have proven yourself. Garrard said to Izzy.
"Thank you for your concern, but this is my own decision, I need to sharpen myself and return to the Fireblade Clan in the future to make those despicable fellows pay. ”
"All right, child, I respect your wishes, Janar! ”
"If you don't say I'll do the same, father. ”
"Boy, you really don't know whether to live or die, with your small body, any ogre can smash every bone in your body. ”
Izzy laughed, looked at Lantreso on the side and said, "Lantreso may not be able to beat me, why do you have this thought?"
Lanteriso snorted, but didn't say anything.
"Lantresso, is this true?" said Jarnar in surprise as he watched Lantriso's performance.
Because Jarnar and Rantresobi tried, they were evenly matched, and Randreso was a little better than Janar, and he understood the importance of the next handicap.
"Really, this kid has a strange rhythm of attack, and he is born with divine power, and his skills are different from ours being straightforward, you can see later. ”
"Here, watch out. Garad spoke.
Izzy squinted and looked at the hazy figure in the wind and snow outside the gate, the Frostwolf Clan did not have a magnificent wall like the Blackstone Clan, so their defensive method was also very unique.
With the gate wide open and the towers covered with arrows, they will let the enemy in and use the encirclement to annihilate the enemy, which is also a helpless move to be honest, because the Dota Ogre is good at cultivating one-eyed demons, and it is not a solid gate made of metal, so it cannot stop the one-eyed attack at all.
Izzy saw it, led by three one-eyed demons, with a five-meter-tall body, and a thin ogre riding on the neck of the one-eyed demon in the middle.
Behind the one-eyed are the ogre's troops.
Izzy watched the Dota ogres run and approach quickly, and with a strange smile, he lowered his body and cast a spell with his hands touching the ground, and a thick stone pillar tripped the one-eyed demon in the middle, and another small stone spike rose, and the fallen ogre landed on it.
"Oh!" the ogre let out a strange cry, and was strung together by Izzy, who couldn't help but laugh when he heard the strange scream.
The orcs roared loudly.
"Well done, that's the one-eyed manipulator, without the manipulator, the one-eyed demon is much easier to deal with. Jarnar laughed as he rubbed Izzy's head as he spoke.
"Archer ready to unleash arrows! Spearman aims at Cyclops' weakness!"
Izzy checked one of his equipment for the last time, a large sword, a small shield, standard armor, and a spirit fossil skin that he distributed in two places on his body, one in the back of the heart, and one barely covering his right hand.
"Release!" The one-eyed demon led by the one-eyed demon was immediately shot into a hornet's nest, leaving two one-eyed demons, Galada and Fenris, one against the other.
Izzy gathered his greatsword and exhaled a breath to face an ogre charging at him.
The ogre brandished a stone sword and shouted, "Smash it down! Confused..."
Izzy guided the ogre's attack, the two swords touched, and with a flash of sparks, Izzy flicked off the stone sword, and stabbed the big sword into the ogre's throat, muttering: "I know, bother, it's like this every time." ”
After saying that, Izzy carried a big sword and cut off the calf of an ogre with a sword, and Janar watched his opponent fall to the ground, and went up to make up an axe according to his head.
"So fierce?"
Izzy replied with a smile as he rushed to the other ogre, "Super fierce." ”
With the speed of the charge, Izzy pulled his sword at the back tendon of the ogre's knee, bringing out a patch of blood, and then kicked the other knee backwards, and with a wave of his hands, he beheaded the public.
Izzy turned his head to look for his next target, and his target himself lunged at him.
Dodging the simple falling hammer blow, Izzy stepped on the ogre's arm to his shoulder, the blade of the sword to his throat, left and right, and the ogre fell to the ground and twitched.
Sensing the movement behind him, seeing the shadow, and the palpitations coming from behind, Izzy opened the elemental horizon in 0.1 seconds, and sensed the movement of the huge figure behind him in his mind.
The big sword blocked, the forward charge unloaded, and Izzy was knocked out, landing smoothly, his hands numb, and looking at his opponent.
The captain of the ogre's guard, Izzy found that the ogre's armament here was much stronger than that of the almost shirtless ogre of Gorrond, and he was wearing full-body armor composed of bone and leather.
As Izzy was about to charge, he saw Janar step on the ogre's dead corpse, jump up and roar, and nail the tomahawk into the ogre's head.
Pulling out his one-handed tomahawk very domineeringly, Jarnar made a look at Izzy, and he wanted to express, "You kid is not bad".
Izzy thought for a moment, thinking it was a provocative look, and the veins on his head bulged, and Izzy rushed towards the ogre who was fighting with Randreso, and the big sword pillar the ground, propping up his whole body and flying, a front somersault and slashing, a sword slashing from the top of the ogre's head to the chest before stopping.
Drawing his broadsword, he looked back at Jarnar and raised his eyebrows, looking at Jarnar's stunned stupidity.
Izzy was overjoyed, this trick wolf dance sword slash he had practiced for a long time, and today it finally came in handy, in a word, it was handsome and fierce.
Of course, Izzy will also use this time, pretending to be a flaw, this move is too flawed, although it is also powerful, but once the master grasps the opportunity, he can cut the Izzy who is rolling in the air into two at once.
Rantreso looked innocently at Izzy, his prey had been robbed by him, and he was uncomfortable looking for other targets
The number of ogres was not too many, and the battle had already entered the white heat, and from the moment the ogres recklessly rushed into the encirclement, they had no chance of winning.
Most ogres were paralyzed by the electric shocks of the Castle Mother and Drektar, and then mended their swords at random, or were shot into a hornet's nest by the archers on the watchtower.
The Frostwolf Clan's losses were not large, and the One-Eyed Demon who was fighting against Galada was actually stabbed through the head by him with a spear.
The one-eyed demon who fought against Fenris was even worse, and Fenris's ▪ wolf vein cruelly opened an eye hole for him, and Izzy saw Fenris give a child of his clan a toy with an eyeball about the size of a football.
The brutal environment has trained this group of powerful warriors, and there are not many people in the Frostwolf Clan, but Izzy can feel that they are physically stronger and more powerful than the ordinary warriors of the Orc Clans in other places.
Now that the battle had been won, cheers were indispensable, and as the warriors of the Frostwolf rescued their compatriots and cleaned up the battlefield, Galad walked over to Izzy, re-examined the child with appreciative eyes, and said with a smile:
"Son of Yushuro, you have proven yourself, you fought for the Frostwolf Clan, then the Frostwolf Clan will accept you, even if the clan is different, but now you are one of us. ”
"Thank you, Honorable Chief. ”
"New boy, you fight, like a real orc, I admire you, don't go with my stupid brother's hunting party, come to me. Fenris ▪ said to Izzy.
"Eh, what are you doing, run me to dig people, big brother, I can explain it to you, this precious talent, I won't let it go to you. ”
Fenris laughed and smiled, "Okay, okay, don't fight with you." ”
Izzy looked at the tall orc, who was a little shorter than Garrad, and was now holding Jarnar's head and playing with him, and it seemed that the brothers were in good shape.
"It's not like in the Draenor expansion at all. Izzy recalls those missions, and there was a big difference between Fenris in the game and now.
In the game, he left the Frostwolf clan directly, put on a wolf skin, assumed the alias Iron Wolf, and was the chief of the Thunder King clan.
Izzy even vividly remembered that Jarnar had slaughtered all three of his sons, and that he himself had been killed by Durotan and Janar.
Izzy looked at the picture of their brotherly relationship again, and couldn't help but sigh.
Will the Fenris ▪ wolf vein in this world be like the world of Draenor, or is it the same as the official history of the game, there is no record, where did he die?
Izzy decided to pay more attention to the eldest son of the Frostwolf Clan's chieftain later.
Another expedition, another hunt, and a somewhat unexpected hunt, Izzy and they ran into someone from the Thunder King clan
Izzy wasn't sure if it was a hunting party, as they were hunting Golon!
What is Golon? Margoron's deterioration product, Margoron is basically an elemental creature, it is a stone, then Goron is half stone and half flesh, it is conceivable that hunting such a powerful creature is not a very rational thing to do.
Izzy suddenly felt that the Thunder King Clan was a little less crazy than the Mocking Skull Clan, and at least they would not take the initiative to attack the orcs.
But even so, the way they looked when they fought was really fierce, and the Goron was hugged by them, and without even having a chance to escape, it was subdued.
Now Goron was lying on the ground, tied like a mummy, a large number of ropes were nailed to the ground, and the huge one eye of Goron looked at the Thunder King orc who was slowly approaching him with fear, and embedded the axe into his own one-eye.
Looking at this scene, Izzy suddenly understood one thing, the Thunder King Clan is afraid that it is the strongest orc clan in the Frost Fire Ridge, in the eyes of other clans, killing Goron is more of a challenge, the successful ones can show their bravery, and for the Thunder King Clan, they are simply hunting.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see, these damn guys. Jarnar scolded.
Izzy watched them die at least five or six warriors to hunt Goron in a way that was well deserved.
Once again, as if heroes had returned, they returned to the Frostwolf Clan, where Izzy was frying a thick-cut steak on a slate, and the crowd around him was stressful.
"Go away, if your saliva stains my food, I'll fill your steak with peppers later!" (Frost Fire Ridge's special spice, an explosively spicy spice.) )
Two of the three men ran, and while Janar was still there, Izzy looked at him with a look of longing on his face.
"I like that smell, give me a little more. Izzy was speechless and made the spice bottle for him to do it himself.
Watching him spoil his own cooking, the red powder on the thick cut steak, Izzy looked at the chrysanthemum pain.