"Can we really win?"

In the hazy dream, Izzy stood in front of a mirror, and the self in the mirror suddenly asked him, Izzy was stunned for a moment, and without hesitation wanted to answer, "We must win!" But before he could say a word, he left the dream.

"What kind of weird dream is this, and why is it so short?"

A glimmer of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtain on Itch's eyes, and Izzy frowned in a sense of inexplicability, and at the same time felt that he hadn't rested well because of his dreams, but that didn't matter.

Anyway, I can't sleep well with things in my heart.

"What time is it?"

Izzy got up and lifted the curtain, he instinctively looked up at the sky, hoping to determine the time by the position of the sun, but the next moment he remembered something, smirked and shook his head.

The continent of Northrend, known as the top of the firmament, is now in the polar daylight period, and the sun does not set twenty-four hours a day, and it is a joke to try to judge the time by the position of the sun.

"Great Chief, are you awake?"

The janitor on the side said this with a concerned expression, and Izzy immediately judged from his expression that he probably hadn't slept long, but he was still ready to ask.

"What time is it? early in the morning, or is it close to early morning?"

"It's about early in the morning and you've only slept for an hour. ”

The guard's answer surprised Izzy, and although he didn't think he had slept soundly, he didn't expect that he had only rested for a while.

"Get some sleep?"

Izzy just had this thought in his mind and gave it to himself, he had something in his heart, and he couldn't sleep if he wanted to, so it was better to be so energetic, anyway, he couldn't sleep during the war, he was used to it, and this was not the first time.

Izzy washed up and headed for the field hospital in the stronghold, where he had been waiting for news from Gromash every day, hoping to contact the surviving Nebru Spider men before the siege began, and find a cure for Ogrim and the poisoned warriors.

But the situation on Zudak's side is obviously not optimistic, Gromash has not been able to re-erect the signal tower to restore contact, and Izzy sometimes can't help but wonder if Gromash is the rise of the killing and forget the mission he has assigned, but he calms down, and feels that no matter how reckless Grommash is, he will not be so ignorant.

"Hey, I can only wait. ”

Izzy entered the field hospital, and saw that those tribal priests were coming and going, including a few orcs who believed in the Holy Light, he frowned and looked at those orc believers, and his heart was tangled, every time he saw these inexplicable extra orc Holy Light believers, he felt a burst of horror.

The Holy Light Faith is a double-edged sword in his opinion, if it can be controlled, it is a sharp weapon to defeat the enemy, otherwise, it will hurt himself and destroy the foundation of the tribe, and Izzy only hopes that he will become a good sword master.

Walking into the field hospital, Izzy found the chief physician who developed the antidote, and this doctor was also an old acquaintance.

"Dr. Rockbell, ...... progress in the development of an antidote"

Izzy stopped as he spoke, and the old physician turned a deaf ear to Izzy's words, and was intently using the arcane microscope to look at the specimens on the lenses.

Izzy felt a little admiration in his heart, this old doctor is still as attentive, dedicated, meticulous as ever, and urges himself, but he does it too much, maybe he doesn't have to look forward to the Nilubu spider-man, the old doctor's research makes a breakthrough, and Orgrim and others can be rescued.

Izzy didn't bother the old doctor to work on the antidote, and he walked to Orgrim's special room, but as soon as he reached the door, he heard strange movements inside.

"Nine!!Ten !!......"

Izzy immediately opened the door suspiciously, and when he looked, he found that Ogrim had woken up, and he was still doing push-ups on the bed.

Izzy immediately roared, just like a fitness instructor who saw a student eating high-calorie food, and shouted angrily:

"What the hell are you going to do!

Ogrim was suddenly yelled at by Izzy and crawled on the bed, and Izzy wanted to scold him twice, but when he saw that he didn't move, he was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look.

However, he soon found out that Orgrim was too tired to move.

Izzy didn't know what to say for a moment, he straightened up the crawling Orgrim against the bed, looked at his panting and silent dear friend and brother, sighed deeply, and said:

"I know you're anxious, you want to recover your health as soon as possible, fight bloodily in the next battle, and win glory, but you can't be so strong, right?"

Orgrim looked up at Izzy, clenched his punchbag-sized fist, and replied, "I... I've been strong from the bottom, you've experienced it yourself, this little poison is not a problem, I can overcome it with a little exercise!"

"Overcome a fart! You didn't finish ten push-ups, and you gasped like a dead dog, what can you do to overcome it?"

Orgrim suddenly lowered his head again and was silent, and Izzy looked at the wall in his heart, and hurriedly continued:

"Brother, don't be reckless, take care of your body, brother, I'll make it clear to you, there are still countless battles waiting for you in the future, as long as you take care of your body, no one can stop you Orgrim Doomhammer!"

Ogrim raised his head when he listened, and looked directly into Itch's eyes, and the two stared at each other for a long time, but Ogrim suddenly said, "When did you become my brother?"

When Izzy heard this, he immediately cried and laughed.

"Why are you so weird about it? I just heard this brother, right? I can beat you and Durotan down when I go back, and I can't be your brother?"

"No! Could it be that a strong fight can make you born a few years earlier? Of the three of us, I am the eldest! You should all call me brother!"

Orgrim stalked his neck and scolded Izzy, Izzy wanted to hammer him, but he couldn't do anything to see that he was a sick man, and the two of them stared at each other for a while, and they didn't give in to each other, but they stared at each other, and they laughed together.

Izzy knew that he didn't have to worry about Orgrim's stubbornness anymore, and it was already early in the morning, so Izzy looked at Ogrim and said, "You've trained yourself like a head golon, and it's really effective, okay! ”

Izzy got up and prepared to be instant, but Orgrim suddenly stopped him.

"I'm not going to be reckless, but you should also be restrained, don't always put yourself in danger, this battle you command in the rear, the front is led by the old man Wallock, by the way, let Mogolin and Garrosh their younger generation have more experience. ”

Izzy listened and stopped moving forward, his eyes contemplative: "Okay, I'll listen, don't worry." ”