"New offense! On the flanks! One of the knights shouted loudly, and a group of orcs with blades in their hands had struck the forces of the alliance like crazy devils, and despite being told that there would be an enemy attacking from this side, these soldiers, no, even Tulayan, as the commander, did not expect this group of orcs to be so brave.

He realized that this group of orcs had never been encountered before, why didn't Carl tell us such information? A trace of doubt flashed through Tulayan's mind, but the battle situation in front of him obviously didn't give him time to be delusional here.

"Steady! Resist them for me, hold on, the victory belongs to the Union! ”

"I'll stop him!" Kudran was Tulayan's staunchest supporter, and the hands of the Broken Hand Chief were like meat grinders, bringing a torrent of blood everywhere he went, and countless soldiers screamed and died under his blade.

"Boom!"

The churning lightning of the storm hammer struck Calgath's blade with precision, and the tremendous force and strong electricity came down the blade, and Kargas felt his arm tingle, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The rescued soldier looked gratefully at Kudran, who had jumped off the back of the griffin, who smiled at him lightly, reached forward and struck forward, and the falling hammer flew back to his hand on its own.

Kargas looked at the creature in front of him with some surprise, although he was short, but the strong arms and thighs, and those bulging muscles, all showed the strength of this little guy.

"It's kind of interesting!" Kargas reached the blade of his left hand to his mouth and gently licked the blood that still had warmth on it.

"You executioner!" Kudran swung the hammer, which slammed into Kargas's thigh with a whistling sound. Kargas dodged the blow with a deft side, but there was no sneer on his face, and he felt the power of the hammer. If he is hit by this blow, I am afraid that he will also lose part of his combat effectiveness. He's starting to get serious!

Kudran and Kargas fought together, and the soldiers of the alliance quickly calmed down under Tulayan's organization, and with the cooperation of their comrades, they finally stopped the frantic attack of the Broken Hand Clan.

On the other hand, although the paladins have the protection and blessing of the holy light, the strength of the elite ogres is too strong, and the paladins have taken the lead except for the charge of the war horses at the beginning, but they are slowly turned the tide by the powerful ogre guards, until Karl joins the battle, which is finally stable.

"Damn it!" Orgrim's surprise tribe had gradually gained the upper hand, but when the guy in the coquettish suit joined the fight, their advantage was wiped out. "Carl Sunset!" Orgrim gritted his teeth, eager to smash Carl's head with a single blow.

But smart people tend to think more, he has received the news from the team escorting the artifact, the humans have ambushed them, Kilrog has returned to the arms of the ancestors, and his friend Grom is not known for his life and death, Fenreth is seriously injured, if it wasn't for the allies of Naozu who rescued him, I am afraid that the powerful chief of the Thunder King would also be hated on the spot. And according to the courier's description, the commander of the alliance is this flying guy.

Orgrim wasn't afraid of death, and he was ready to die. But Carl's perversion, Orgrim's reason told him that he was not this man's opponent at all, I remember a year ago, it was also here, when Carl almost killed him, and Orgrim didn't expect that kind of inexplicable luck to save him.

He slowly moved away from Karl and attacked the other side. Over there! A human on a warhorse is shouting loudly, directing the battle of the Alliance soldiers. He smiled knowingly, this human, he had some impressions, holding a shield engraved with a lion's head in one hand and a rune sword that looked a little huge in the other, this must be the leader of the alliance here, and the person he had been hoping to find, if he could catch this person, the spirit of the alliance would definitely fall apart.

"Get out of the way!" Orgrim roared, knocking the human soldier in his way to the ground with a single blow and kicking away another fighting orc as he moved towards the Alliance's commander.

Lothar also noticed the Orgrim, the long tassels flicking from side to side as he swung the huge black hammer in his hand, and with each blow an Alliance soldier fell, the orc moved quickly and cautiously, and the heavy black plate armor he wore didn't seem to bear any burden on him.

Orgrim Doomhammer - The Chief of the Horde!

Lothar's pupils shrank, he still remembered the battle between Carl and the orc chieftain, although it didn't seem to be powerful, and he was almost cut by Carl's throat. Lothar is not arrogant, even a year ago, Carl was stronger than him.

Orgrim's eyes were fixed on Lothar, who understood what the other meant. As the Hero of Azeroth, the regent of Stormwind, and the Generalissimo of the Alliance, Lothar did not have the slightest fear or flinch in his heart, and even a battle spirit that had not surged in his heart for many years erupted like a volcano.

Lothar drove his horse to join the warband, and the great royal sword in his hand easily slashed through the neck of an orc, and the head of the orc warrior fell to the ground with a "snap", and blood gushed out of his broken neck like a fountain.

The battle was still raging all around, and Orgrim's eyes were always on the enemy in front of him, and he strode forward, the hammer of destruction ruthlessly clearing the surrounding enemies, both human and orc.

Instead of being like Orgrim, he didn't take the initiative to slash the surrounding Alliance soldiers, but shouted orders for them to avoid his warhorses, and in the end, there were no warriors between the two.

The two looked at each other's opponents, and a look of admiration and appreciation appeared in their eyes at the same time, but then they were replaced by a strong fighting spirit and firmness!

Without speaking, the two raised their weapons in their hands, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out!

Karl, who was strolling around the battlefield, had already noticed this, and Orgrim's careful thinking did not escape his eyes at all. The Great Chief is indeed brave and not afraid of death, but he does not want to die! It can be said that no one in the tribe can defeat Karl alone, maybe Naozu can seriously injure Karl if he fights for his life, but that's all.

There was an evil smile on the corner of Karl's mouth, how could the battle between the Generalissimo and the Hammer of Doom be missed, maybe there were some uninvited guys secretly peeping at all this in the dark, Karl had a smile on his face, but his eyes and ears were perceiving the movements around him all the time.

"Bang!" A dull sound rang out.

Carl looked up at the ogre holding the iron rod and looking at his ogre with a blank expression, the latter was stunned for a while, and the huge rod in his hand hit Carl's face again, still with a muffled sound, and Carl still stood there motionless, without even half a mark on his face.

The ogre picked up the giant rod in his hand and looked at it seriously, then at Carl's face, and then looked down at the huge iron rod in his hand.

Finally, he raised the giant stick again, and a trace of fierceness flashed in Carl's eyes, saying that hitting people doesn't hit people in the face, Nima let you hit them once, and you still want to have a second time! Karl was about to make a move, but suddenly he was there.

I saw that the ogre raised the huge rod in his hand, but instead of knocking it at Karl, it slammed it towards his own head.

The hot blood suddenly flowed down from his head like a stream, and the ogre wiped it with his hand, and then spread it out in front of his eyes to see that it was blood, indicating that there was no problem with the giant rod at all, but why didn't the human in front of him explode like other humans.

The ogre's face was still confused and puzzled, and then his eyes began to blur, and the strange human in front of him began to twist and shake, and finally, his eyes went black, and his huge body fell forward heavily, splashing countless smoke and dust.

Carl watched the ogre's movements in amazement, until he fell, and Carl woke up, and then he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. This is the battlefield, big man, the circus is where you should go, are you here to relax me!

I thought so, but I suddenly felt a lot happier!

Thank you so much for risking your life for the performance! (To be continued.) )