Orgrim was furious and roared, "How can you cowardly humans understand our noble bloodline. Even the Black Hand I killed would be glad that the tribe had a great chief stronger than him, and I would still be glad if an orc killed me and took my place. ”

"Ha, what do I see. Is that still hell roaring, how can it be like a wounded wolf? ”

Orgrim also noticed the badly injured hell roar, and his heart sank slightly, it was just such a distraction, Lothar charged up, and the burning light of Quelzaram pierced Ogrim's heart like a bolt of lightning.

Orgrim was horrified and tried to dodge, but it was too late. The sword slammed into his armor with a clatter, but there was no blood splattered as expected. The light of the holy sword instantly dimmed when it touched Orgrim's armor, and the originally indestructible sword was now like scrap metal, causing no damage to Orgrim.

"Die." Orgrim had just prepared to die together, ignoring the sword in his chest, and the electric sledgehammer slammed into Lothar's head. Then he kicked Lothar out of the woods......

"I don't know what's going on, but I think I've won this time." Orgrim didn't continue the pursuit, just held the flashing arc of the hammer and stared at Lothar as he tumbled to the ground. "It's a real pity, I thought it was me ...... who was going to die"

"Marshal." "Marshal." All the alliances that saw this scene were stunned, it was clear that the marshal had always had the upper hand, and he would immediately give the other party a fatal blow. But why did the other party have nothing to do, and it was indeed his own marshal who fell?

Several Alliance generals quickly helped Lothar to his feet and released the Holy Light to heal. At this time. Lothar's helmet had become dented, and Yin Hong's blood slowly stained the armor on his chest blood-red, but her hand was tightly gripping the weapon in her hand, and her eyes were still resolute.

"Tribe, Wan Sheng!" "Great Chief, invincible."

The entire tribe erupted in earth-shattering cheers, and Orgrim greeted them with his hammer held aloft in his tales. The momentum of the entire tribal army rose to the extreme.

"Do you see it, no matter what setbacks you go through, no matter how close you get to victory. Victory ultimately belongs to our tribe. Ogrim shouted to Lothar with a smile.

And the soldiers of the Alliance, as if they had lost their backbone, looked blankly at the seemingly endless Horde Alliance, the leader of the Alliance was dead, and now Marshal Lothar was also dead. And the other side is so powerful. What hope is there for the alliance. Countless Union soldiers with weapons. At a loss.

Orgrim merged with the momentum of the entire tribe, and shouted loudly: "Alliance, you have lost, I will say it once at the end, surrender, I will give you a way to live......"

"You're wrong, we haven't lost ...... yet," Brad flashed to Lothar's side, looking at Lothar, who was still smiling at him. My heart was full of sourness, but I didn't expect that I was still late. I didn't expect that the duel that should have happened in Blackstone Mountain was staged in advance. This elder who has always admired himself, lifted himself, encouraged himself and guided himself is about to leave his guardianship.

He clearly felt that Lothar's breath of life was rapidly weakening, and he knew that even if he had the water of life left, he would not be able to save his life, and his brain was so badly damaged that even a demigod had no chance of surviving.

"You're here, remember what you promised me......" Lothar's eyes became so bright, and his tone became clear: "Even if I fall, you will bring victory to the Alliance, I remember, the Alliance will, it will win!" ”

"I remember, I'll kill Orgrim......" Brad said in a choked voice.

"You've grown beyond my expectations, and you're already a qualified commander." Lothar put the holy sword in his hand into Brad's hand, held it tightly, and said with seriousness and expectation: "From now on, you are the commander of the alliance, and you will bring the ...... of victory to the alliance" At this time, he was the only one left in Brad's eyes......

Brad trembled and grabbed the Holy Sword, he knew that whether or not the Holy Sword could recognize him was related to the victory of the Alliance. But he had heard that the Holy Sword only recognized people with extremely pure hearts, and he didn't know how to understand this purity, whether it was the purity of faith in the Holy Light, or the kindness of the heart, or the existence of being extremely persistent and simple in some aspect. He didn't know what to do, but they could take the risk, and he had to get the Holy Sword to be activated anew. In the previous life, Tulayan did it, and he must do it himself.

Moreover, the tribe in the previous life was just at the end of its rope, but now it is extremely powerful, and there is no time when it is stronger than the current tribe. The purest thing he could think of now was faith, and his own territory had the most inhabitants who believed in the Holy Light, and the most in the Holy Light.

"You can ......," Lothar said with difficulty.

Brad grabbed the holy sword in anticipation of countless alliance warriors and generals, and then raised the dim holy sword high in the inexplicable gaze of the tribe.

Just when the Union soldiers were disappointed and the Horde was going to laugh. The holy sword spewed out a rich holy light, and the light of the holy sword was like a small sun, so that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Marshal." "Marshal." ……

First a small group of people shouted, then everyone shouted. Yes, they haven't failed yet. And the lieutenant marshal, no, already their marshal. As long as the marshal is there, there is no war that cannot be won, no matter how difficult the form of war.

Listening to the tidal shouts, Lothar closed her eyes in relief and left this world forever......

Everyone's eyes were white, and they couldn't see anything clearly, only Brad's cold voice came into everyone's ears: "Orgrim, I swear, I will kill you!" ”

"Hubris, I said, what I would bring was endless despair. This is just the beginning. Orgrim took a step back, he felt a great sense of depression, and the decisive battle with Lothar consumed too much physical strength and mind, and now he couldn't exert his full combat strength at all.

"Sinner, repent before the marshal, divine punishment. Confession! Brad didn't continue to talk nonsense, and directly consumed most of his magic power and divine power to mobilize the Holy Light Faith that he could mobilize to the limit, and launched a divine punishment that consumed the most faith.

Everyone saw the little sun rise rapidly into the sky, and then all the tribes felt a great sense of oppression. A god who was indifferent to all beings opened his eyes, and a large number of tribal soldiers slowly fell to their knees, tears streaming down their faces. Even Orgrim couldn't help but get to his knees.

"For the Union. For the revenge of the marshal, kill! Brad swung his sword suddenly, and with Brad's sword swing, the soldiers of the alliance rushed towards the tribe like a monstrous wave, and they no longer thought about victory or defeat, and their minds were full of fighting and revenge.

Brad gasped, mobilized the only magic he had left, and shouted coldly, "Divine punishment. Calm and relax. Divine punishment. Arrows of Chaos. ”

The Chaos Arrow exploded on Orgrim's body, and Orgrim woke up with a scream.

"Despicable, what kind of sorcery are you?" Orgrim felt humiliated. He actually knelt down shamefully, and he felt a moistness in the corners of his eyes. He felt a burning pain in his neck, but it was only a minor injury to him. He struggled to his feet, but he did not dare to attack rashly. Because the female mage who had fought twice with herself stood quietly behind Brad like a shadow. She was so serene. It's like being out of the battlefield.

Brad supported his body with his staff, he was exhausted, his magic and divine power had been exhausted, he endured the dizziness of his head, and hurriedly poured himself two mouthfuls of magic potions.

Both sides avoided the two commanders in battle, and after being caught off guard, the soldiers of the tribe gradually came to their senses. The two ironclad torrents collided fiercely.

"Stop the fearless struggle, it's useless." Orgrim licked the blood that trickled down to the corners of his mouth. Do not deal with your own wounds, and do not care about the fight elsewhere. Say: "What can you do when your army comes, it is nothing more than death in front of a powerful tribe." ”

"Don't be too happy, the outcome is still unknown." Brad's mood finally stabilized, and without turning his head, he put Lothar's body into the secret warehouse of the Jasper Cave with a wave of his hand, so as not to suffer any damage. He is very similar to killing Orgrim, but now he has a weak heart, and it makes more sense to boost the morale of the Alliance than to fight Ogrim, he is now the commander of the Alliance, and he can no longer be reckless, and every decision he makes is a matter of life and death for countless people.

"You don't always look like you're in control, I feel disgusted when I see it." Orgrim wielded a warhammer and roared in a low voice, "I finally found out that you are also human, and you can't control everything. I designed to fish you to the elves, and I achieved my goal. I captured Lordaeron. You think the tribe has an internal response and I don't know what to do, but that fool was transferred away by me, and even the news that came to you was fake. What your expression is when you hear me summon Goron and the Ravens, and what can you do when you see your marshal fall under my hammer. Put away your tricks, humans, don't think it's ridiculous that you can control everything by winning a few small wars. ”

"I can't control everything, but so what, I never thought I could control everything." Brad would not be broken by a few words from the other party, and the more the other party said this, it showed that Ogrim was afraid of himself in his heart. "There are always accidents, and until the last moment, no one knows the outcome, including me."

"No matter how much you quibble, I can't hide your fear and despair now, today I will spare you for the time being, I will leave you to the very end, see the complete destruction of the alliance with my own eyes, and see if you will be stubborn at that time." Ogrim said it well, he hasn't recovered his strength yet, and he's injured again, so it's impossible to fight at all.

"I don't have time to watch your men fight to the death." Brad stared at Ogrim coldly: "I want you to die, I will do what I say." ”…… (To be continued......)

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