The situation on the front line was urgent, but Gul'dan did not strike.

Orgrim's face turned worse and worse, and the hand holding the hammer of destruction flared up. He didn't really hope that a single battle would take out the human warriors. After all, there were too many of them, and his command was only a mixture of 3,000 soldiers.

But the problem is that he never thought that his troops would be chiseled into a thousand holes.

And the useless Gul'dan, like a wood carved clay sculpture at this time, stood there quietly, as if laughing at his own uselessness.

But this time, Orgrim really blamed Gul'dan.

Khadgar is cautious of Guldan, but Guldan is not afraid of Khaldan for three points!

When it comes to human mages, Gul'dan doesn't know much about them. The mages he came into contact with, in addition to the two or three kittens in the human army before, there was only one left - Medivan.

And Medivan, that is the ruthless character who can fly from Azeroth to Draenor in a single swoop. Even though he had grown a lot, he still felt a wave of fear and despair when he remembered the human mage who pointed his staff at his head back then.

The polarization was so great that Gul'dan had a clear understanding of the mage profession.

And Khadgar's undisguised Olympiad edge (in fact, Khadgar doesn't know how to hide) makes Gul'dan feel a familiar feeling.

It's still the original recipe, and it's still the familiar taste!

It was a feeling peculiar to Medivan, an arcane power that made Gul'dan ache all over his body, a nasty force that belonged to order.

So in the face of Khadgar, Gul'dan did not dare to act lightly.

The legal profession has always been the older you get, the more buggy it gets. And Khadgar's eyebrows and beard are snow-white to raise himself, so that Gul'dan is really a little uncertain.

Coupled with the characteristics of the Olympiad that are inherited in the same vein......

Could it be that this old guy is Medivan's father?

(The Shadow of Elan sneezes fiercely, looks at the fleeting green grassland above his head in confusion, and can't help but sigh at the power of evil power.) ）

In this way, the two sides were at a stalemate, and the 'enemy does not move, I do not move' is vividly interpreted.

But the problem is that Guldan can drag, first, he is a defender, and there is no pressure to play like a mountain. Second, his strength is already on Khadega, even if he fights together, it is not false at all. But Khadgar can't do that.

He is not surnamed Zhao, and it is better to change the soldier to do the epic task of taking the head of the general in the army of ten thousand.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, Khadgar decided not to sit idly by anymore. Without hesitation, three consecutive directional changes of direction flashed to widen the distance, and the moment he jumped out of space, Khadgar almost did not hesitate to smash the large fireball that had been pinched in his hand for a long time.

The dark green light blended with the flames, sending out a violent explosion. Even with the mage's armor, Khadgar was shocked by the impact and a mouthful of blood spurted out. But without hesitation, he threw out a pair of small energy balls wrapped in water elements in two different directions in a row. Immediately, he dodged in the third direction.

"Mage Combat Strategy", Chapter 1, Section 3, Section 6 - When the opponent is extremely sensitive to energy, or the opponent's elemental affinity is extremely strong, the flashing technique needs to be used in conjunction with the energy interference bullet.

Jamming projectiles made with the densest water elemental on the battlefield (because of the sweat and blood everywhere) wrapped in carefully calculated low-energy ice spears that amount roughly the same amount as the flash escape, can usually cause the opponent to lose their target, so that they can escape or gain an advantage.

But for Guldan, this little trick is too pediatric. From the subtle spatial disturbances, Gul'dan was able to judge the true direction of Khadgar, after all, you are not the only ones who play space technology, and the sugar door roll is not a waste of fame!

Even if he couldn't tell, Gul'dan could smile evilly. Three goals? Kill all three targets, and you'll be fine!

What a simple old fellow, has he lived to be a dog for decades! Maybe not! How could such a powerful mage use such low-end means! Is he playing tricks on me? It's possible! Absolutely! Humans are very cunning! Fortunately, my Gu Yanzu is both talented and good-looking, otherwise he would have been harmed!

If Gul'dan had had more time to peek into Galona's memories, he would never have had such a misunderstanding. However, there are no ifs! Hesitating, Gul'dan missed the perfect moment. The flash was just a blink of an eye. Glad that his little tricks had worked, Khadgar subconsciously raised his head, only to see that in the distance, the old orc was staring at him with a smug face, with an arrogant expression of 'I know what you want to do, but I just won't be fooled', which made Khadgar extremely inexplicable.

Without Ren Fan's near-meticulous healing of the Holy Light, Khadgar felt like he was shaky and almost unable to stand. His eyes were slightly black, and if it weren't for the staring at him by his opponent, Khadgar really wanted to fall to the ground and rest for a while. The curse (blessing) from Medivan revealed its power, and in this moment, Khadgar finally understood why the god-like master had been killed by a small poisoned dagger.

The mage's body is a sad question.

He didn't dare to show timidity, he didn't dare to show the slightest vulnerability, because Khadgar knew very well what kind of being was across from him. Gritting his teeth, he insisted, and the meteorite spell slowly recited silently in his mouth. Once the other party makes a little move, he will use all the mana of his body to surprise him.

Meteorite, as the name suggests, is to use arcane energy to change the trajectory of meteorites and forcibly create meteorites to fall from the sky.

This spell, though thankless, is spurned by many skill stream mages. But it must be admitted that such a spell has its own unique advantages.

At least there's no way to counter it.

You are able to interfere with the destruction of an energy, you try to destroy an asteroid!

As long as the incantation is repeated, the meteorite technique is unstoppable.

Of course, if it weren't for the fish and the net was broken, Khadgar wouldn't be willing to use this spell that he wasn't very proficient in.

But now it seems that he has no other choice.

Softly reciting the last few characters, Khadgar closed his eyes with some resignation. Gul'dan vaguely felt a powerful energy converging, but the spell didn't work, and even if he wanted to interfere, he could only do nothing.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly appeared, interrupting the 'affectionate' look between the two people in the air. In the chaos, the knights of the Iron Horse Brotherhood inexplicably slaughtered in front of Gul'dan. Or rather, they were led here by the orcs.

Orgrim wanted to force Gul'dan to do it.

Or, if it were possible, he would prefer to use this group of knights to take out this unstable factor.

Breathing a sigh of relief, feeling the unique spatial fluctuations of the flash technique, Guldan's originally nervous expression eased as well. And then, a hideous smile appeared on his face.

Kerry Fran looked at the lonely old orc not far away, and instinctively felt a crisis. But he had no intention of backing down. The sword in his hand, which was no longer sharp, was tightly gripped, and he roared angrily, and rushed forward with a team of knights who were already less than fifty people.

"Nice warriors, you're really good."

Laughing and saying word by word in the lingua franca, in Guldan's hands, the soul fire burned: "Then, soldiers, use it for me!" ”