Izzy's order was to line up with the whole army, but he himself charged the wolves alone, as if he were riding a thousand horses.

The soldiers of the Glorious Vanguard smiled heartily, and they were accustomed to such a situation, and in their opinion, their chief was his cattle, fighting alone outside, not to mention the high efficiency of killing the enemy, and often being able to kill the enemy in fear and discouragement.

However, if Izzy can do this himself, and others will be thrown back into the army formation by him if they do the same, of course, if Izzy thinks that the soldiers who are out of the ranks are strong enough to save his own life, he will not mind so many more fierce generals who can kill him seven in and seven out.

It is also because of this habit that the soldiers of the Glory Vanguard have now regarded the ability to go out alone to kill the enemy without being thrown back into the military formation, as a kind of sublime glory and the approval of the chief.

Everyone hoped that he would have such a majestic day and sweep away thousands of armies, and Garrosh was one of them, he looked at Izzy's god-like posture, clenched the battle axe in his hand, and with an axe, he lifted off the skull of a werewolf that pounced on him, and then kicked it up with a swift kick, using the werewolf's corpse to smash on several crazy werewolves behind him, knocking them to the ground.

Garrosh carried two battle axes and opened his bow left and right, quickly finishing off several downed enemies, the blood of the enemies was sprinkled on his helmet mask, and through the breathing hole Garrosh could smell the familiar smell of blood, which made his blood boil!

The young Warsong orcs fought their way out of the formation, and with the two battle axes in their hands, they bloomed one after another bright red blood flowers on the enemy's body, and the two axes, sometimes chopping heads, sometimes beheading, sometimes splitting their bodies, and the blood flowed everywhere Garrosh passed!

"I was literally made to fight!"

Thinking like this, Garrosh felt that his condition was extremely good, and the thrill of excitement made Garrosh intoxicated, and he felt that his blood was burning, and his body was full of inexhaustible strength!

Three more werewolves surrounded him, Garrosh immediately showed a cruel smile, and killed it with an axe, Garrosh swept first cut off the upper part of the head of a werewolf, and then turned his hand and struck a blow, stuffing the blade of the tomahawk into the mouth of the other werewolf, and the other axe stuck the neck of the owner werewolf, and the two axes were twisted hard, and the wolf's head fell to the ground.

The last werewolf pounced on Garrosh's back, and Garrosh didn't look at it, turned around and slammed the axe handle into the werewolf's face, smashing the jagged wolf teeth into scattered places, and then stepped down, staining his steel boots red with blood.

As soon as Garrosh eliminated a few werewolves that were approaching, he saw more werewolves pounce on him, and the warsong orcs who had risen to kill were not afraid, and roared and killed, but before he could make a move, he saw a black cold light pass by, and the circle of werewolves was cut off.

Garrosh looked fixedly, and in the midst of the bloody storm, Izzy, who looked disgusted, looked at the wolf blood stained on his shirt, looked up and said to Garrosh:

"Return to the formation, Garrosh. ”

Garrosh was stunned for a moment, his face instantly turned extremely pale, and his heart was full of a sense of loss that he was not recognized, but at this time Izzy laughed and spoke:

"Such an enemy is not challenging at all, I find it boring to kill, Son of Hell Roar, killing a pack of mad dogs is not a skill, if you still want to cut meat and play here, I will not stop you. ”

Saying that, Izzy swung his sword a few more times to clear the scene, and then set off to return to the military formation, Garrosh came back to his senses, followed Izzy back, and recalled Izzy's words in his mind, and then he felt suddenly realized.

Yes, such a pack of mad dogs is like a bunch of moving pieces of meat, and they are not as difficult to deal with as a swift adult tarbe.

Thinking like this, Garrosh suddenly felt that the battle was boring, the boiling blood began to cool, and the excitement just now began to turn into shame.

"I found confidence in such a bunch of garbage. Garrosh was ashamed of the facts.

On the other hand, Izzy found himself a little too nervous about these werewolves, these crazy werewolves were nothing more than a bunch of crazy animals with wolf heads on their heads, and these werewolves were nothing compared to the animals that had struggled to survive in the wild world of Draenor.

They don't have the kind of strong physique honed in a brutal environment, they don't have the tough fur to protect themselves, and they don't have any superb fighting skills, or if they have any merit, that is, they are not afraid of death because of madness.

At first, because of the various myths and stories of werewolves, Izzy was like a great enemy, such as someone who was injured by a werewolf, he would also become a werewolf, or a werewolf was born with infinite strength and had the ability to regenerate quickly, and other terrifying myths described werewolves as if they were invincible.

But now it seems that the story is a story after all, this group of civilian-turned-werewolves are no match for orc warriors at all, their incarnate werewolves are not as powerful as the long-trained orc warriors, and their sharp claws cannot destroy the hard black stone plate armor, plus they do not have any effective protection of their own, they cannot resist the warriors' sharp weapons.

All of the above factors led to the crushing of this battle, and Izzy felt like he was watching a group of warriors play fruit ninjas, and the werewolf corpses were left behind by cutting melons and vegetables, not to mention Izzy himself, since he was able to wield his greatsword like a dagger, it was easier to beat these miscellaneous soldiers than to beat his son.

There is no doubt that the form of the battle is developing in the direction that Izzy expected, and the crazy werewolves will soon be wiped out, Izzy observed carefully, he felt that such a werewolf cult should have a werewolf who still retains its wisdom, otherwise, it would be fun to change so many werewolves out?

At this moment, Izzy suddenly noticed something, and he looked at the corpses of the werewolves, the severed limbs and severed arms began to change, and the fur-covered bodies began to degenerate back to human appearance.

Izzy's face changed dramatically, and he shouted:

"Scatter your formation, and don't let a single enemy go!" As soon as Izzy's order was shouted, a strange wolf howl was heard, and the remaining crazy werewolves began to flee in all directions almost immediately.

Izzy chased him out in a hurry, but he was always too weak to do it, and still let go of some werewolves, looking at the werewolves who fled into the forest, Izzy sighed deeply.

This time, it can't be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River, and the humans will only think that it was our orcs who slaughtered all the civilians in Sunshine Town, and this encounter must have been arranged by Medivan.

With such certainty, Izzy did not continue to regret it, he was just thinking about how to make up for this mistake.

After a moment's thought, Izzy shouted, "Try to capture as many of these monsters as possible, and don't let them die!"

Izzy knew in his heart that even if he left evidence of the existence of werewolves, it might not help, but if he left a little back, it might be of any use in the future.

"Herald, pass my orders, stop the pursuit, clean up the battlefield, and burn the bones of these monsters. ”