"Of course, what I want most is for you to fight me." The orc's shout was clearly heard in Brad's ears in the distance.

"Grom. Hell roars. Brad said word for word.

The orc looked surprised and said, "You actually recognize me?" ”

"Of course I know you, the chief of the Warsong clan, the top three clans of the seven orc clans, how I don't understand."

"So what, you still can't change the outcome." Hell roared, "Of course, you have another choice. That is to fly a little farther to watch the play. You have come at the right time, our Great Chief is in a duel with your marshal, and you should be able to see it in the air if you step away. I promise not to attack, but of course you can run away like a coward, I won't chase you. ”

Duel, a roar in Brad's head. In the previous life, Lothar was killed in a duel with Orgrim, not because Lothar's strength was weak, on the contrary, Lothar's combat effectiveness was stronger than Orgrim's. For psychological reasons, he wanted to fight Orgrim, but the sword in his hand did not work when he was about to kill Orgrim, and he was killed by Orgrim with a blow to the head with the hammer of destruction.

Lothar's weapon, Quelzaram, was discovered by countless people to be made by the King of the Titans of the Pantheon from the purest materials in the universe, and his original name was Escani. The purpose of the Punisher is to fight the Dark Punisher of the Evil Blade in the hands of Sargeras, and this sword has lived up to expectations and succeeded in inflicting heavy damage on Sargeras. Repelled the Burning Legion besieging the Pantheon.

It was later lost and found by Lozarene and Medivan. As a result, only Lothar broke the seal of the sword and was able to use it. It was with this sword that Lothar killed the soul of Sargeras.

Brad took a deep breath and said, "I'm genuinely interested. I also want to know whether your Great Chief is powerful or the Marshal of our alliance is powerful, but it's too far away here, I can't see it clearly, otherwise, you get out of the way, and I'll go alone, how about it? ”

Grom. Hell Roar stared at Brad and said, "I've heard from the Great Chief that the Alliance's lieutenant is very cunning. He specially reminded you to be extra careful when facing you, and not to give you the slightest opportunity. ”

"Your Great Chief is really worried. I'm just an adult child, and I'm just a hero now, and you can kill me with a single skill, what kind of threat can you pose. Brad stroked Xiaobai's smooth, cold scales. As he spoke, he wanted to break through the feasible plan of the tribe's defenses.

Grom. Hell roars, Ha Lang laughs. said: "Do you really think that our tribe is stupid, and you don't want to step into the battlefield when I am here." ”

"Then you're welcome, I'll see if your legion can hold back my wrath." Brad said as he summoned the Storm Bear Lord to jump on its back.

"Deputy Marshal, what should we do?" Aurelia asked worriedly, no one thought of how the tribe could make the mount unable to fly, Aurelia knew that Silvermoon City had been researching this, but no results came out at all. And the tribe has this powerful artifact or magic circle, so that. The air force of the alliance has been abolished, and the superiority of the alliance will be lost. The odds are even lower.

"How's the Flame Bomb?" Brad asked, "Let's let the flame bomb burst out in the most brilliant way." ”

The Bear Lord began to run, and Brad was left with cannons and the only remaining flamebombs, which were Brad's last reserves. Without Brad's orders, the air force under the jasper command quickly lined up next to the artillery, especially those who flew helicopters, who were no strangers to artillery.

"You really won't give up, since you want to fight, then fight." Grom. Hell roared and waved his hand, and the orcs and ravens of the Warsong clan roared and rushed towards this direction. "As long as I live, you won't want to cross this line of defense."

In order to guard against Brad O'Grim's obvious intentions, dozens of Goron took the lead in galloping towards Brad's air force, and the whole earth trembled.

Brad had returned to the front of the army, looked at his tribe, and said to himself, "In that case, then you should die." ”

"All the mages come to the front, ready to charge after me at any time." Brad's eyes were full of murder, and he gave the order: "Launch, let them die." ”

Everyone covered their ears, they didn't want anything like that in the valley to happen again.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Dozens of huge flame meteors streaked in a graceful arc in mid-air, flying in the direction of the Horde Alliance.

"It's naïve, a few cannons are like blocking the tribe, it's really self-defeating, Brad is nothing more than that." As soon as Hell Roar uttered this sentence, he found that the powerful man around him who thought he was an epic powerhouse was trembling, looking at the meteor in the sky with fear.

"What's the matter with you." Grom pushed the epic powerhouse hard, and the epic orc stumbled before he came to his senses.

The strong man had just come to his senses, and then he grabbed Orgrim like crazy and ran to the left: "Chief, run." Forgot I fought in the Battle of the Jasper Collar? ”

"You're crazy, our Warsong Clan doesn't have a bad seed." If it weren't for the fact that this person was a well-known powerhouse of the Warsong Clan, he would have killed the other party a long time ago, and even so, although Hell Roar was extremely annoyed, he also ran away out of trust in him.

"Chief, please, run." The orc looked at the rear and looked even more panicked, and shouted, "Big jump." Hurry up ......"

"You ......bastard," he said, with a jump, and Orgrim jumped out of the way, but his words were drowned out in the earth-shattering crosstalk, and then he felt a tremendous force knock him away.

"Ahem, ahem...... Phew...... "Hell Roar felt a sharp pain all over his body as if he was falling apart, especially in his back, he was no longer conscious, and he felt much more comfortable after spitting out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to his feet, and then he couldn't believe his eyes.

Dozens of huge mushroom clouds had risen into the sky, and the imposing tribal army just now had already fallen in all directions, and the entire battlefield had become miserable. At the center of the explosion, apart from a large crater, not even the bodies existed.

The orcs who survived looked around blankly, while the Raven Men trembled and knelt on the ground praying sincerely. Even the dozens of Gorons lost most of them, and the others were all blown up and fell to the ground, only a few lucky ones, staring at the one-eyed and stupid look at the battlefield.

The upper echelons of the alliance and all the High Elves also turned pale with fright, this was the first time they had seen the immense power of the flame bomb so intuitively. Last time, because of the distance, there were not many people on the city wall, but this time it was different, and the front was full of dense tribes. There are too many people to count.

In their impression, only demigods can make such powerful ultimates, but how many cannons there are, dozens of them, it is equivalent to a move of dozens of demigods. I shudder just thinking about it,

Brad's face remained unchanged, and he coldly ordered: "Adjust the angle, the tribe behind the target." ”

"Adjust the angle, the tribal army behind the target." The voice of the herald was heard far away.

Jasper led the air force to move quickly and began to adjust the angle.

Due to the angle and distance, the distant tribes were not affected, but they saw firsthand the power of artillery. Just as they hesitated to continue the attack, they were shocked to find that the muzzles of dozens of artillery pieces were shining again, and then dozens of meteors flew towards them with long flame tails.

"Run, run......" shouted an orc, frantically scratching his messy hair, dropping his weapon and running away.

Panic is contagious, especially after seeing the irresistible existence, they are not afraid of fighting with the enemy, they are not afraid of sacrifice, they are afraid of this kind of worthless slaughter by the other party. The formation of the tribe was completely scattered, and many fell to the ground and were trampled to death by their companions.

"Devil, this kind of thing shouldn't exist in this world, damn it, damn it, I won't let you go, little Brad......" Hell Roar roared as he continued to run, his back covered in flesh and blood, and he was badly injured. Except for the two of them, the other two epic powerhouses who didn't run out were all blown up by the cannonballs, which made him annoyed and at the same time, he felt a chill from the depths of his heart.

At the beginning, he heard Orgrim say how powerful Brad was, and he didn't even want to fight Brad, in order to prevent Brad from participating in the war, he let Carlos guard the canyon, so that he could be the last line of defense, although he agreed at the time, but he didn't care in his heart, and even felt that Orgrim was old, and he was more cowardly than that, and he was no longer suitable for leading orcs. If it weren't for the tension of the war, he almost couldn't help but duel with the other party to seize the position of the Great Chief.

But reason had put him up with it, and now it seemed that Orgrim had done so wisely. Carlos apparently did not stop him, and as soon as he met, the other party collapsed his army without losing a single person. He really didn't understand how such a demon could appear in the human race, and make such a terrifying weapon that should not exist.

Three rounds, just three rounds of artillery fire. The Horde army that intercepted Brad had collapsed, killing less than half of the intercepting army, but the psychological pressure was too great, and they had completely lost their fighting spirit.

Brad waved his cane lightly and shouted, "Charge me, rush through the position and meet the marshal." ”

"For the Union."

All the air forces followed the generals led by Brad and quickly rushed towards the chaotic tribal formation.

"Tribe, Wansheng." "Great Chief, invincible!" ……

But at this moment, the tribe in the distance let out an earth-shattering cheer. The sound of cheers for Orgrim struck the hearts of all the Alliances like a tidal wave.

Brad's face turned pale, and his eyes turned red...... (To be continued......)

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