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Aurelia held her slender chin high and looked at Anduin Lothar with disdain, "At the same time I must remind you that the orcs have no warriors, Sir Lothar, they are butchers, murderers, robbers, and rapists; Call the Orcs a Warrior, Anduin Lothar, and I am ashamed of your fellow citizens who died at the hands of the Orcs, and perhaps you are not worthy of the trust of their loved ones, for you would have sympathy for your most murderous enemies. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"You!" Listening to Aurelia's words, Uryon was the first to rush up and fight Aurelia who had insulted his teacher; Beside him, Wendthor and Marcus grabbed their prince, but all the members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood glared at Aurelia with anger in their eyes as if they wanted to eat the beautiful High Elf lady alive.
Anduin Lothar is the most respected of all the remnants of Stormwind, and the favorite president of all Iron Horse Brotherhood members; Aurelia dared to say that she was ashamed of Lothar in front of these people, which undoubtedly violated the bottom line in the hearts of these storm remnants, and almost all the members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood waited for Lothar to give an order to tear the High Elf lady to pieces - for years, the pride and disconnection of the High Elves had made their alliance with humanity extremely fragile, and almost all human kingdoms except the magical city of Dalaran were full of antipathy towards these arrogant allies.
Anduin Lothar, however, was the calmest of men, and he was lost in thought at Aurelia's words, and finally put down his two-handed sword and put it in its sheath: "Lady Aurelia, you are right, I was careless. This battle and this war is not over, there are still a considerable number of orcs, and they may launch a counterattack at any time. Windsor, Marcus, grab the two orcs and tie them up; And then let's move on, and the matter of revenge will be talked about until after the war. ”
"I see, Lothar." Windthor was always best able to carry out Anduin Lothar's orders, and while Marcus was still a little stunned, he had already led a group of Iron Horse Brotherhood members into the frenzy of Broxs and Orgrim, who was trying to get close to Brooks.
"You cowards!" Orgrim roughly guessed what the humans were up to, and he frantically brandished his hammer of destruction and charged at Windthor.
The brown-haired human warrior responded generously, and although he was no match for Orgrim, with the assistance of two Iron Horse Brotherhood members, Windthor and the others barely withstood Orgrim's counterattack.
Just as Orgrim was frantically trying to kill Windsor, Blox, who was on one side, was bound by a larger number of Iron Horse Brotherhood members.
These warriors don't lose respect for a brave man just because of a few words from Aurelia, but Anduin Lothar's orders are more important.
So, against their wishes, the warriors slashed the orc warrior's hands and feet with spears and broadswords while Brooks's indiscriminate axe slowed down from exertion, causing him to fall to the ground because he was unable to support his body, and then swarmed him up and tied him firmly with the hemp rope he was carrying.
Orgrim noticed this, and he became even angrier—his original plan was to get a decent, true death for a warrior in a battle with Brooks; However, Brooks's fate was so humiliating - he was blinded by a cold arrow and then became a prisoner of war.
"Come, you cowards, kill me! I won't be your captive! So, what are you waiting for? Isn't crowding attack what you do best? The frequency of Orgrim's attacks began to increase in frequency, and he tried to provoke Windsor and the Iron Horse Brotherhood members with words.
Although the orc's words humiliated the human warriors, they would rather die themselves than win what should have been a one-on-one battle with the help of their comrades in a duel.
But this is the battlefield, more and more members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood pounced on Orgrim, and in the end, the orc Great Chieftain was besieged by dozens of human warriors, first the Hammer of Destruction in his hand was knocked to the ground, and then when he wanted to continue the fight with the dagger at his waist, Wendthor appeared behind him and struck Orgrim on the back of the head with the hilt of his greatsword, causing the orc Great Chief to snort and pass out.
"Tie it up." Windsor ordered the other Iron Horse Brotherhood members with a grimace on his face, and then walked over to Anduin Lothar, the commander of the human race, standing with Aurelia Windranger in front of Brooks, who was struggling despite being sturdily tied and with two delicate arrows stuck in his eyes.
Aurelia sneered and pulled out her dagger—despite the scarcity of leather armor and a few more bloody streaks on her fingers and cheeks, the High Elf leader walked up to Brooks' side and crouched down slowly.
Aurelia's beauty is cross-ethnic, just a squat, and that mature grace makes even the tried and tested Wendsol's heart beat faster; However, Anduin Lothar, who was beside Wendsol, slowly drew his two-handed sword: "Lady Aurelia, no matter what you say, I promised to give this orc a dignified death. Your people interfere in my duel, and I am not going to pursue it; But I want to be able to cut off his head with my own hands. ”
Anduin Lothar believed that Aurelia was trying to kill Brooks - despite the concession he had just made, but a spike was buried between Anduin Lothar and Aurelia forever - the first brave man of the human race, his disgust with these High Elves who did not respect the way of survival of warriors was to the extreme, and despite being an ally for now, Anduin Lothar thought that dying at the hands of Aurelia was an insult to Brooks.
Aurelia heard the slight metal grinding behind her, and as a battle-seasoned ranger, she knew it was the sound of a sword drawn; However, the smooth and supple back that appeared under her half-cut cloak didn't tremble at all—she didn't care if Lothar would do it to herself.
Aurelia's rounded shoulders shrugged slightly, and Anduin Lothar knew it was because there was movement in her hands, but she couldn't see it. The long, sharp blade of the sword shook, and Anduin Lothar finally did not take a step forward - the dignity of a warrior is important, but it is against Anduin Lothar's will to turn a sword against an ally for the sake of the dignity of an orc warrior.