The phalanx of infantry gradually closed behind Danas, and Arthas could only see the bald back of the prince's head that was taller than the rest of the people's heads because of his stature, and the deep and powerful majestic voice: "Open the gates, the warriors of Riptide, today, right here, fight to the death with those greenskinned cubs!" Young men, even if we all die here, there are still 100,000 Riptide Fort militia behind us; Our bones will be the stepping stone to humanity's ultimate victory, and your names will be inscribed on the Monument to the Heroes of Fort Riptide! Draw your swords, boys! Here today, we fight for King Soras, for the homeland behind us, for all of humanity! ”

Alsace had expected Danas to be an orthodox officer who was not good at words, but he did not expect that his pre-war mobilization would be more exciting than the extravagant agitation of politicians. Danas turned to look at the slowly opening gates, drew his two-handed sword from his waist, and gripped the silk-wrapped hilt tightly...... The tip of the sword pointed out beyond the city gates, in the dark distance that was being dispelled by the rising sun, and shouted: "For the glory of Stormgard!" For the glory of Tolbain! ”,…,

Danas shouted with a sense of strength and a hint of grandeur, like a heavy hammer, shattering the cold darkness that had shrouded the wetland. A red sun finally broke through the horizon, and the warm sun shone on every corner of the Dammod fortress, and it should be shouted with the same hoarseness: "For the glory of Stormgard!" For the glory of Tolbain! ”

On the periphery of Dammod Fortress, Grom Hell roared and narrowed his eyes, looking at the slowly opening gates in the distance, and the cries that he could not understand, but which could cause the evil blood in his body to boil - as a warrior, he knew that this was the enemy's pre-battle mobilization.

Grom felt a strong desire to fight roar through his body. He even heard the low sound of a "blood roar" on his shoulder. At this moment, the sound of an argument behind him made Grom frown tightly - are these wastes worthy of being called orcs?

Behind Grom were two teams of heavily armed orc warriors. Aside from the difference in ranks, there were other notable differences between the two groups of orc warriors - the large group of orcs standing behind Grom were warriors from the Warsong clan. Like their chiefs, the orcs were unusually calm, not fussing about the thwarted plans to take the fortress of Dammod, or standing silently, waiting for the chieftain's order to begin the battle; Or quietly wiping and polishing their weapons and armor. ,…,

The other group of orcs, who were slightly less numerous, were much more agitated. Zuhed, Red, and Maim. They were arguing not far from Grom. Red exclaimed, "This is Ogrim's trick, he must have known about the situation here, so he sent us here to die!" ”

Maim chimed in, "Yes, Red is right! I'm going to go to Grom and make it clear that he's going to attack such a fortress.

Then let the Warsong Clan attack on its own, my people won't die in vain. With that, Maim walked angrily towards Grom, and Red was stunned for a moment, and followed behind his brother.

Zu Hed hurriedly went to stop him, but he didn't have time, Maim had already come to Grom's face, and said loudly: "Grom, the current situation is different from what was agreed in advance, we will not participate in the attack on Dammod Fortress, you and your Warsong Clan go by yourself!" ”

Maim was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and he didn't know Grom as well as Zuhed. Zuhd caught up from behind, and Maim had already said that. Zuhed couldn't help but cry out in his heart - Maim, you fool, you are just stupid in your own home, why should you provoke Grom? …,

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Grom turned his head, a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Is this what you mean, or is that what the three of you mean?" He asked about Mehm, but Grom's eyes were on Zuherd. Maim was about to say something, but was stopped by Zuhe. The chief of the Dragonroar clan gagged the mouth of this fool's junior and said to Grom, "Maim is still young, he is not sensible, and he is talking nonsense. ”

Grom nodded and continued, "The three of you will immediately take your men and attack the fortress. Blackhan, though weaker, is at least a little bold; How did you give birth to a son who was so wasteful? It's just a bunch of humans on the other side, so it scares you like this? If you don't make it like this next time...... Disgrace the orcs, I know it, and I'll send you to see your dead dad! ”

Mahm and Red were enraged by Grom's words, and were about to make a move, only to find that the evil red glow that flashed in the eyes of their tall compatriot became even more eerie. As Grom carried the massive battle axe on his shoulders in his hand, a strong aura of blood permeated the Warsong Clan chief's side.

Maim's pupils shrank, and the words that were stuck in his mouth were swallowed by him. Red also made similar actions to his younger brother - these two orcs, although they were a little wasted, were still orcs after all, and they had instincts similar to those of beasts in their bodies, from Grom in front of them. Or rather, on that huge axe, they felt the threat of death. ,…,

Grom gently swept the "Blood Roar", squinted his eyes at the three waste fellows in front of him, who were not even comparable to humans, and said in an unkind tone: "If you waste any more time, I don't mind killing you and your men first, and then taking our Warsong Clan's warriors to capture that fortress." Honestly, I think those humans are much stronger than you, at least they still have the courage to fight. ”

In the face of Grom's cynicism, Zuhd could not mind. He had understood a little deeply. That is, unless all of his men were killed, even in front of the fortress that supposedly never fell, it was possible for the warriors of the Grom and Warsong Clan to continue the war.

But what can be done? Zuhd would rather face a thousand human warriors alone than fight Grom. Sighing, Zuhd was no longer able to care about Red and Maim, and he walked to his clan's formation a little dejectedly, waved his hand, and gave the order to attack.

Red and Maim didn't dare to talk any more nonsense, and they also gathered their limited subordinates and launched an attack on the open city gate. The warriors of the Dragonthroat Clan and the Blacktooth Clan, although scattered, were not slow to charge, and soon, the vanguard ran out of the woods and rushed towards the Dammod Fortress. ,…,

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