Karl didn't give Kargas extra time to show his bravery and indomitability, since he decided to use this to attack the confidence and dignity of the orcs, and give the opponent a chance to show and breathe, isn't it a brain in water, idiot two hundred and five.

Karl punched Kargas in the right arm, and the sound of bones shattering made all the soldiers present feel the same way, and they couldn't help but feel a thrill, Kargas let out a roar of pain, and his hideous face was covered with beads of sweat that could not tell whether it was pain or exhaustion.

He is worthy of a Broken Hand Chieftain who enjoys pain, even if it comes from his own body. Kargas roared angrily, the blade of his left hand still slashed at Carl's neck, and his desperate stance made even some members of the Alliance feel admiration.

But Karl had no mercy, he reached out and grabbed the blade of Kargas tightly, picked him up like rice, and then slammed it on the ground, and the stunned Kargas did not have time to feel the pain, his body rose again, and then made intimate contact with the ground.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

With a loud crash, rocks splashed, the ground smashed like a spider's web, and Karl's face was covered in blood, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, only the slight heaving of his chest proved that the Broken Hand Chief was not dead.

"Karl has gone too far......" Uther frowned, looking at Karl who was picked around by Karl like a rag doll, and was a little dissatisfied with Karl's cruel abuse, this paladin who was casually called the Lightbringer by Tulayan, thought that killing people was nothing more than nodding, Kargas, as an enemy of the Alliance, just kill him directly, why torture him like this. The merciful Light will not do this to his enemies, no matter how hateful and sinful the enemy is, it is better to put him to death, and torturing the enemy in this way will only show his cruel side.

Tularan nodded thoughtfully, not noticing a slight smile on the corner of Lothar's mouth, a smile with deep meaning.

Holy Light, Holy Light, should we thank you for your kindness and kindness, or should we be jealous of you and let people ignore their own position.

Lothar is the generalissimo of the Alliance, but he is also the regent of Stormwind, he is familiar with politics, he knows that the worst result of these orcs is to become captives, the hypocritical king will show his mercy, from a personal point of view, Lothar wants to kill all the orcs, destroy the homeland and the beloved kingdom, kill his friends, even if these sins die a hundred times, Lothar feels that the orcs can't pay back; But from the perspective of the regent of Stormwind, Lothar had to think about the same idea as other kings, even if it was an enemy, it was impossible for Lothar to kill all the captives, no one would want to have a brutal leader themselves, this is politics - hypocrisy, dirty, ruthless!

He clearly understood what Cal was doing - to try to defeat the confidence of the orcs as much as possible, to wear down the dignity in their hearts, and to mentally destroy this group of enemies who did not know when they would break out. For the upright Uther, Lothar has no intention of blaming, but for Tulayan, who he has cultivated single-handedly, Lothar feels a little disappointed.

A qualified marshal must not only have excellent military talents, but also need to know political skills, war, often most of the time is in the service of politics, obviously, his young deputy has not yet realized this.

The battle in the field is also at the last moment, Carl did not ravage the Broken Hand Chief who only had one breath left, he didn't want to be stimulated any longer, the orcs out of their belief in glory, such one-on-one battles are generally not interfered with by others, but no one can guarantee that Carl's naked and naked insult will not rekindle the anger of the orcs, ignite the last fighting spirit, and fight to the death with the alliance.

Victory must have belonged to the Union, but such sacrifices were unnecessary.

Carl forcefully ripped off the blade of Kargas's left hand, and the latter let out a muffled grunt before being thrown into the air by Karl.

"You used this blade to make your enemies die in untold pain, today, let it be your terminator!"

Calgas fell straight from the sky, the blade that had slain countless enemies for his master, but now pierced the heart of his master, and Kargas hung like a deflated rag doll on the blade held high by Carl, ending his life of sin.

The soldiers of the tribe all hung their heads and lamented for the heroic Kargas, no matter how brutal he was, but he deserved the title of hero! The warriors of the Broken Hand Clan stared at Orgrim with red eyes one by one, Kargas was killed by his opponent in a duel, and the warriors could not attack Karl directly, which would be an insult to the Broken Hand Clan, and a desecration of the glory of a brave and fearless warrior.

They waited for the orders of the Great Chieftain, waiting to avenge their own chieftain with their blades and lives.

Alas, they were doomed to disappointment.

Without even looking at them, Orgrim walked straight to the center of the field, picked up Kargas's body, and handed it to one of the captains of the Shattered Hand Clan, before returning to the field, ignoring Carl's presence, and looking straight at Lothar.

"Marshal of the Alliance, now it's our turn to play!"

"Hahaha-" Carl burst out laughing, pointing at a serious-looking Orgrim, "You're scared, Orgrim Doomhammer, you're scared——! ”

Orgrim's cheeks twitched, he was unwilling to face Cal, a powerful human, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that his death would be meaningless, and he even became a tool for this insidious guy to break the confidence of the tribe like Kargas.

"You're strong, Carl Sunset!" Orgrim's face still didn't show a trace of fluctuation, and he said slowly, "However, you are not the leader of the Alliance, this is a battle that belongs to the leader of the Clan and the Alliance, and no one else is qualified to participate!" Am I right? The leader of the Alliance. ”

Tulayan glared at Orgrim and turned back to say something to Lothar, but Lothar waved his hand to stop him.

The Generalissimo of the Alliance pulled out the Great Royal Sword and came to the center of the field with majestic steps, Carl looked at Lothar with a firm look, understood what he meant, and nodded to Lothar, Orgrim was right, this is a battle that belongs to the leaders of the Horde and the Alliance, and no one can replace the two of them.

Karl smiled contemptuously at Orgrim and the Horde's warriors, and turned back to the Alliance.

Ogrim looked at the flying red cloak, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then calmed down again, trying not to think about being ashamed of his cowardice, the leader in front of him had proved that he was not weak either, and Orgrim had to give it his all to have a chance to survive for the tribe.

The entire battlefield suddenly became unusually quiet, and both the soldiers of the alliance and the warriors of the tribe held their breath, the battle that was about to start would not only determine the life and death of their leader, but also their fate!

Karl glanced at the air not far away, and showed a knowing smile, the moment Karl's blade passed through his own chest, Karl noticed a trace of fluctuation there, although only for a moment, but Karl, who had been on guard for a long time, still caught it.

So, let's take a look at a wonderful show first! Don't let me down!

Kenoz floats in the air, mastered with the magic of time and space, and he casts a powerful spell that puts him between reality and void, and he can be an unnoticed bystander, of course, not because he is bored, but to ensure that his 'work' runs smoothly.

As the leader of the Bronze Dragon Legion, the Guardian of Time, Kenoz has always carried out his work conscientiously. Until one day, a powerful human who suddenly appeared actually tried to kill the key person in this timeline, Orgrim, if Orgrim died in battle at that time, Kenoz couldn't imagine what would happen, his duty was to make sure that the timeline of this world would not be destroyed, so he intervened. (To be continued.) )