Orgrim looked coldly at Red Black Hand, the son of the previous chieftain, who had smashed the Black Hand's head with his own hands, you must hate me very much.

"Why can't Stormwind be attacked?"

Orgrim's voice was not loud, but Red felt a rain of sweat coming out of his forehead: "Great Chief, the human soldiers are so stubborn that our men can't break through that gate. ”

"Rubbish!" Orgrim took a sip, glared at Red fiercely, and looked around at his subordinates, "Tomorrow I will personally attack the city, so that the warriors of the tribe can prepare, and tomorrow, we will occupy Stormwind City, this land belongs to the tribe." ”

"Maybe I really should have insisted on your opinion in the first place." Lothar said to Carl that he was steadfast and heroic in front of the soldiers, inspiring them to believe that victory must belong to Stormwind, but back in the middle of no, exhaustion and worry were written on his face.

"Sir, my suggestion is just to slow down the tribe." Carl paused, "With all due respect, Stormwind is now an isolated city, the Horde is holding on to Shining Gold, and the troops in places like the Fertile West and Red Ridge Mountain can't penetrate the Horde to support Stormwind."

"I think you should have an evacuation plan in place."

Lothar nodded, and he knew this, "I will try to convince His Majesty." ”

Carl looked at the bald Lothar, and thought to himself, you are a hard worker, a typical example of the emperor not being in a hurry and the eunuch being in a hurry, although it looks foolish and loyal, but it is admirable.

"The Horde won't give up on Stormwind, beware of the Horde's conspiracy, Garona, that orc, hasn't heard from her." Out of admiration for the knight, Karl reminded him again, "Be careful of her approach to the king." If the king suddenly has an accident"

Lothar shuddered, he couldn't imagine what Stormwind would be like if what Carl had predicted.

"Your Excellency Karl, please accept my heartfelt thanks!" Lothar solemnly saluted Karl, as a good politician and commander-in-chief, he understood what Karl meant, "I need to report to the king immediately and strengthen the king's guard." ”

"May the Light protect Stormwind." Karl watched Lothar leave in a hurry, and spat out softly.

"Attack with all your troops!" Orgrim stood in front of the troops, raised the hammer of destruction and swung it in the direction of Stormwind, today, the city will belong to the Horde, and the land will belong to the Horde.

"For the Horde!"

"Blood and glory!"

“Lok＇tarOgar！”

The Great Chief personally led the charge to give these orcs endless encouragement, they waved the axes in their hands, roared and rushed forward, the sharp arrows passed through the bodies of the orc soldiers like meteors, the orcs fiercely pulled out the arrows, and continued to rush forward, but were shot by more arrows, and finally, as if all their strength had been drained, the orc soldiers staggered and fell to the ground.

More orcs looked at their fallen companions and continued to approach the gates of Stormwind.

"Is this a collective knock on the drug?" Karl looked at the orc, who had no regard for life and death, and he saw the guy who was obviously taller than the average orc, holding a war hammer and easily knocking away the arrows that were fired at him.

Karl touched his chin, could this guy be Orgrim Hammer of Doom? Let me see what you see.

Under the astonished gaze of Lothar and the other soldiers, Karl jumped from the high wall.

"Boom!" It was like a boulder hitting the ground, blowing up a puff of smoke. The orcs felt a shaking under their feet, and they couldn't care about the rain of arrows above their heads, so they could only stop and stabilize their bodies.

The breeze swept away the smoke, and the orcs saw a human in golden armor standing there, wearing a strange hat with two long feathers on it, and a long strange weapon in his hand.

Carl's eyesight is so good, seeing the strange eyes of these orcs, he can only complain in his heart that these dirt don't know how to appreciate, this is called wearing gold chain mail, stepping on lotus silk and walking in the clouds, wearing a phoenix winged purple and gold crown, and carrying a Fang Tian painting halberd, there is a lack of a good horse.

Carl, who failed to cosplay, was annoyed, Damn, cultural differences are so difficult to share? The starfall in his hand crossed an arc, and the tip of the halberd pointed at the orc, he didn't speak, and he couldn't communicate, but the orcs understood what he meant, such a provocative POSS, if the orcs didn't understand, then Carl would have to wonder if these guys were not IQ enough and needed to recharge.

An orc couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes flashed red, he grinned wide, and rushed towards Karl with a two-handed axe.

Carl didn't even bother to move, Starfall slashed sideways at a rapid pace, and then sent forward, the tip of the halberd piercing into the orc's chest like a piece of cloth, reaching the moonblade. With a slight effort, the orc was picked on the tip of the halberd by him with Starfall, and the orc's eyes had lost their lustre, and green blood dripped down the moonblade to the ground.

The orcs seemed stunned, tossed the orc corpse aside, and trembled, the blood on the starfall suddenly disappeared, and Karl stretched out his left hand, hooked his finger at the orcs, and continued to provoke.

Another tall orc stood up, and Karl didn't wait for him to rush up, shook his finger at him, and then spread his five fingers, and did so twice: I'm going to hit ten.

The orc was already enraged, and he naturally understood Karl's gesture, roaring and rushing towards Karl, the axe in his hand aimed at Karl's neck, and he was going to cut off the head of this hateful human to make a wine glass.

Karl still didn't move, everyone seemed to see only a little light flashing, the orcs who rushed towards Karl saw that they were about to rush in front of Karl, but suddenly stopped, he lowered his head, looked at a thin slit from his left chest to his right ribs, in his frightened eyes opened wider and wider, blood continued to gush out of it like a tide, he felt his strength drain from here at a rapid rate, he wanted to look up at the human who killed him again, but he felt that his eyes began to blur, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, just in front of Carl's feet.

Orgrim Doomhammer, what are you waiting for, Karl stared through the orcs at the new chief of the tribe.

As if sensing Carl's gaze, Orgrim finally pushed away the people in front of him and walked out, drinking the three orcs who were about to rush at Carl again.

He took a few steps forward with the hammer of destruction, and looked at Karl with tyrannical and ferocious eyes: "Human, report your name!" ”

Carl saw that the famous Orgrim finally stood up, and yelled at himself a few times, the language was incomprehensible, and he didn't understand the meaning at all, so he had to do the old way, Starfall pointed at Orgrim, well, you know?

On the ramparts, Jonathan turned to Windsor and asked, "What did that orc shout?" ”

Wendsol looked at the one person and one orc on the field, and then at Jonathan, and then said slowly: "That orc should say, little brat, go home and nurse." ”

"And what does Lord Karl mean by pointing a gun?"

"What does Lord Karl mean: you don't have as long as I do, roar a hammer."

Orgrim raised the hammer of destruction, slapped the massive hammer on the head, and yelled at Carl, "You should be honored to die under the hammer of destruction, boy. ”

Reginald saw Jonathan looking over: "The orc said: There is a bird to use, and it needs to be thick to be strong enough." ”

Then I saw that the holy light began to surge on Karl's body, and even the weapon with the strange handle began to glow.

"What do you mean, Lord Karl, are you going to fight?" Jonathan asked.

Wendsol thought about it seriously: "Your Excellency Karl should have said: It's useless to just talk about it. ”

Jonathan immediately looked at Windsor with admiration on his face, but he couldn't see that Lothar in front of them was already as black as the bottom of a pot.

I don't know that there are two teases on the city wall who are acting as translators for himself and Orgrim, Carl is already impatient, and he can't even pretend to be B because of the language barrier, or the fight is straightforward.

With a kick on his feet, the whole person rushed towards Orgrim like a loaded bullet. "Dang!" A shock came, and Karl was not surprised, the current tribal chieftain respected his strength, otherwise how could Orgrim kill the black hand and ascend to the chieftain throne himself.

The halberd continued to slide, sparks sliding from the Hammer of Doom, an inch long and an inch stronger, and Cal wielded Starfall impenetrable, the tip of the halberd and the moonblade aimed directly at Orgrim's vital point, one of the tribe's wisest chieftains, and it seemed that ending him here might give Azeroth more time to prepare.