Gasping for air, large droplets of sweat sliding down his forehead, Reginald knew he was reaching his limit. On the other hand, the orcs on the opposite side were still dancing with the war hammer vigorously, and there was no trace of fatigue. The frustration brought a wry smile to Reginald's face, he thought he was good at martial arts, and he didn't want the orcs on the other side to be inferior to him, and the two were caught in a protracted battle, and the other's advantage in endurance and strength was brought into full play. The first 30 rounds were evenly matched, and after 50 rounds, Reginald was pressed and beaten by the opponent.

I can't even beat an orc, it's too much of a failure.

For the first time, Reginald felt his weakness.

"Human, how long can you last?"

Orgrimmar roared, and slammed another hammer into it. Even though Reginald used his blocking technique with all his might, he still couldn't completely unload the opponent's huge strength, not to mention a few more cracks on the shield of the big shield, and even his hand holding the shield was numb.

If the reinforcements don't come again, I won't be able to explain it to the other party.

Reginald was secretly bitter in his heart.

Fortunately, at this time, the human army led by Rhine had already appeared on the outskirts of the battlefield, and Reginald and his two squadrons only needed to hold out for another two or three minutes to get support.

"Drink!"

Reginald they can see it, and Orgrimmar can certainly see it. The dignified Hammer of Destruction can't take a single human, so how can he convince the public in the future? He exhaled, his arm muscles swelled in a circle, and the warhammer slashed through the air in three beautiful half-arcs, straight to Reginald.

Boom!

First hammer.

Boom!

Second hammer.

Bang!

The third hammer.

Shield shattered!

Not good!

Reginald screamed in a bad way, and Orgrimmar smashed his shield with three blows with all his might, and without the protection of the shield, the long sword in his hand alone could not stop the hammer of destruction.

Orgrimmar yelled, "Die! ”

The hammer roared and slammed into Reginade, whose eyes narrowed as the strong wind from the hammer blew him, who was paralyzed and unable to move because he had resisted three blows from his opponent.

Do you really want to die here?

There was not a moment when Reginald felt death so near, and just as he was in despair, Orgrimmar suddenly swung his hammer in pain and threw it to his side.

"Quack...... Wow......"

An Raven Assassin was smashed to the ground, and when he flew upside down, he could clearly see that a large chunk of his chest had sunk down, and he died before he could hit the ground.

"Only stinky rats hiding in the corner dare to spoil my good deeds!"

Orgrimmar was so angry that he was about to succeed in killing Reginald, and he didn't want the Raven Assassin to come out at this time and want to assassinate himself, forcing him to give up this good opportunity to kill the enemy and deal with the Raven Man instead.

Saved!

Reginald, who had survived, was overjoyed and hurriedly retreated into his own phalanx. As for the Raven Assassin, he would not rush to join forces with the Raven Assassin without figuring out the identity and position of the other party.

Who knows if the Raven People have the same ill intentions towards humans as the Orcs, and sometimes the enemies of their enemies are not necessarily friends.

"Huh......" Ainan, who had been following the battle through the mage's eyes, put away the spell he was about to cast, and let out a long breath, "Really. ”

If Orgrimmar had ignored the Raven Assassin and had been injured to kill Reginald first, Ainan would have had to do it, and that would have disrupted his plans to a certain extent, since he would not have personally ended up in the message he had sent to some of the Beings.

Reginald returned, Orgrimmar was entangled by the Raven Assassins and could not escape, and the phalanx, which had been precarious by the impact of the wolf cavalry, once again stabilized its position, and they held out until the large army led by Rhine arrived.

The main forces of the Stormwind Kingdom arrived, and the infantry of the orcs also caught up, and the main forces of both sides encountered in such a situation that their respective commanders did not expect. For a moment, the roar of the orcs, the cries of the humans resounded through the swamp, the sound of the blades clashing, the cries of the wounded, and the screams of death...... and so on, interwoven into a battlefield sonata.

Fingers rhythmically tapped on the table, and the sound of the sword echoed in the mage tower, and Ainan sat down on Karazhan: "It's finally time to fight, this time I will help Anduin ascend to the throne, and it can be regarded as a wish for you, old fox." ”

Neras supports the orthodoxy of the Araso royal family, that is, the Lothar line, and has no sense of identity with the royal family of the Stormwind Kingdom who seek power and usurp the throne. Ainan doesn't really care about his position, but he inherited the old fox's affection, and naturally he will not disobey the other party's wishes, and it is natural to favor Anduin from Karazan's position, which is why Ainan's doppelganger will go under the pseudonym Medivan into the western fertile fields to assist Anduin and cultivate magical talents for him.

Affection is always used a little less, and after this time, whether Anduin succeeds in ascending to the throne or not, whether he is directly crowned or becomes the de facto regent, Ainan will not do anything because of him.

"Old fox, I have done my duty, if anything happens in the future, you really can't blame me."

Ainan knew very well in his heart that although he had tried not to touch certain things and let the history of Azeroth follow its original trajectory, no matter how careful he was, with his butterfly flapping its wings, the development of the whole world would inevitably be deviated.

"The future? Hmph, who can say for sure. A different color flashed through Ainan's eyes, and he picked up his glass and raised it towards somewhere in the void, "Is the predetermined future really the future?" ”

A head as big as a mountain flashed in the void, and if you didn't pay attention, you would only be dazzled.

"Uninteresting."

Ainan pursed his lips, since he successfully opened up the underworld with the help of Draenor's energy, his strength has been increasing day by day, and he is improving every day. For a legal professional like him, the most obvious thing brought about by the increase in strength is the improvement of spiritual perception, which makes it possible for an existence that he could not perceive before to now vaguely sense its location. Helplessly, the other party thinks that now is not the time to show up, and has not been in contact with Ainan, given that the other party has no malicious intent, Ainan is not easy to force.

Look at that big guy, who could it be?

Deathwing?

Definitely not.

Gods of the Ancients?

Those 10,000-year-old opposition parties are still in the prison of Titans.

Elemental Lord?

The breath does not match.

So who could it be?

Ainan rubbed his eyebrows, there are too many powerful existences in a world, and the forces are too complicated, which is not a good thing. Look, it's not even easy to guess personally.

Forget it, leave him alone for the time being, and the mystery will be revealed when the time is right.

Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Ainan beckoned to Ansu: "It's too obvious to arrange only a few crow assassins, do a full set of tricks, send three thousand ravens to the rear of the orcs to ambush them, if the Burning Legion comes to help the orcs, kill the demon for me, if the Burning Legion doesn't see the right time, stab the orcs in the back." ”