Chapter 372: The Sluggish Knife

Not just Wrynn, but Anduin? All the members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, including Lothar, began to roar in the sky; The sound of a dragon roaring like a tiger echoed through the wilderness where they were.

Anduin? Lothar turned towards the orc army; Wryon saw that his teacher's eyes were red, and he didn't know that his own eyes were the same.

"Iron Horse Brotherhood, charge, kill all these shit shreds!" Anduin? Lothar yelled.

"Kill!" Simple and neat answer, the members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood are the most outstanding warriors, they always say very little and do a lot.

"Wrynn, you follow me." After a word of advice to his disciples, Anduin? Lothar stopped talking, and led the charge towards the unsuspecting left flank of the orc army.

"Kill!" Ureon followed closely behind his teacher, and he felt only an insatiable desire to kill with overwhelming strength and an insatiable thirst for killing—of course, the orcs were his best targets—orcs were born to slash.

Orgrim had noticed what was going on, but he didn't take the less than three thousand human cavalry—the infantry who had now abandoned their horses—so few in number that they couldn't stir up a wave in the boundless black tide of orcs.

However, O'Graham soon paid the price for his carelessness, and soon Kilrog's piercing exclamation was in his ears: "Hammer of destruction, our left flank has been breached!" This group of human soldiers...... What exactly is their body made of? ”

"Shut up. Kilrog, I have eyes of my own, and I have one more than you. Ogrim said impatiently.

Kilrog kept his mouth shut. But Orgrim began to pace anxiously on the hills—for the first time tonight.

At this point in the battle, Ogrim's command was of little effect, and all the humans, orcs, high elves, ogres, and trolls were fighting each other, and whenever they saw a rival race standing, they would rush forward to fight to the death.

Because of Zugin's departure, Orgrim was unable to issue orders to the trolls. And the ogre and orc armies in his hands have almost come in handy, and he is now beginning to regret his decision to slaughter the entire Shadow Council in the first place, the current strength of the orcs, to completely dominate the world. It's simply impossible, and Grom isn't there...... Despite his many troubles about disobeying Grom, Orgrim now misses the First Orc Warrior and his Warsong Clan.

But the Warsong Clan wasn't here after all, and Orgrim could only hope that his group of orcs would stop the human surprise army that suddenly came in from the side—unless he wanted to use the power that he had hidden. But...... It's not yet time—Orgrim said to himself. He had a hunch that that power would be used in the next battle, so he had to hide it for a while.

Kill, kill, kill! - This was the only thought left in Urian's mind, he completely abandoned the protection of his body, and would not use his weapon to block even a single enemy attack, but only blindly pierced with a spear. Slash with the massive one-handed sword "King's Guardian".

Fortunately, the Thunder King clan among the orcs was transferred to attack the Silver Hand Knights, otherwise Urian might have been shot into a sieve long ago.

However, the current situation is not optimistic. It had only been a dozen minutes of fighting, and the armor on Wrynn's body had already received a dozen more wounds, and blood was running down the side skirt of the armor—this time his own—forming blood-filled footprints behind him.

Anduin? Lothar fought by Wrynn's side—which was nothing he had planned—and now it seemed as if he had become Wrynn's squire.

If not Anduin? Lothar fended off several deadly attacks from the back and flanks for Uriangg, and the throne of Stormwind could remain vacant forever.

Anduin, though? Lothar and his Iron Horse Brotherhood are now in trouble - as valiantly fought as they are, they are too few in number.

After breaking through the left flank of the orcs, the Brotherhood of Iron Horses' offensive was stalled, and there was little they could do to move forward.

Orcs poured in front of them like a tide of darkness, and while these human soldiers were brave and skillful, the orcs were stronger and savage.

Luckily, thanks to the magical potion made of troll blood, these human soldiers gained almost as much vitality as the trolls, and the wounded and bleeding did not make these human soldiers retreat in the slightest, and as long as they were able to stand, they would bring death to their enemies - even as they kept falling.

Orgrim was relieved to see that the frenzied human soldiers had finally stopped their progress and were surrounded by the orcs under his command like the two human reinforcements before him.

Of course, the grimace on Orgrim's face was still grim - the price paid for this raid was so great that he would even have to start thinking now about whether to reopen the portal to the world of Draenor - although doing so might put that evil, unspeakable force into the world, if he didn't...... The orcs will lose this world forever.

Fellow leader of the tribe, Zukin was not at all as "sentimental" as Orgrim, and he was now fully enjoying his revenge - of course, it seemed a bit of a mistake to use the word "enjoyment", because it was not so smooth.

"Whew...... Hooting ...... back to where he was, Zujin took two steps back and rested on the ground in the troll's trademark "frog crouch" fashion, staring at Aurelia in front of him with a look of resentment and viciousness in his eyes.

"Little girl, you've become a lot stronger than before!" Zu Jin said with a sigh of relief. (Sylvanas: I'm sorry I didn't have as good as Sister Arelia!) Die, blind! )

Aurelia still held her Windranger Bow tightly in her hand, and the tight leather armor on her body had already been damaged in a few more places, and the white skin exposed at the breaches was bloodstained, adding a little more blood-stained style to her pretty and moving demeanor.

Aurelia knew she could now use her bow and arrow to attack the difficult troll, but she also wanted to use the time to rest for a while.

The rangers are not only ranged attacks, but also use one-handed swords and daggers to engage enemies at close range, which is also a strong point for these agile High Elves.

But Aurelia now has a strong opponent who is more agile and powerful than her, and if it weren't for the fact that her opponent is missing an arm, Aurelia knows she won't be able to resist it. (To be continued......)