The tribe has established a strong defense on the narrow mountain pass, and Orgrim believes that with the walls higher than the Jasper Lord, plus the defensive means learned from the Battle of the Jasper Lord, he dare not say that he can defeat the combined forces of humans and High Elves, but it is more than enough to hold them down for a month, not to mention that after discovering Brad's peculiarity, he also paid more attention to the orcs who were ordered by the lord. Coupled with the arrival of another heavyweight powerhouse who came to help from Draenor, he was also very confident, and the final victory would definitely belong to the tribe.

At this time, a group of orcs on the city wall were standing behind an orc with an unusually strong body and a hideous weapon embedded in one arm, looking at the battlefield below.

"Ogres are useless waste, summoning them has no effect but wasting food." Next to the orc who took the lead, a warlock in demonic robes looked at the bleak battlefield below and roared in a low voice.

"You're wrong, the ogre's combat power is not as unbearable as you see, although there are no ogres around our clan, but the ogres can firmly occupy a huge territory under the strong oppression of other powerful clans, not for nothing." The orc who took the lead was indeed calm, and was not confused by the sight in front of him.

"Chief, it doesn't matter if he's an ogre too weak, anyway, I just know that there is no army in the Dao that can stop the soldiers of my Broken Hand Clan." The warlock clearly disagreed with the chief's words.

"It's better to be careful, there is no doubt about Orgrim's strength and wisdom, he has suffered at the hands of the other party several times, and now there are only our Broken Hand Clan and a crippled Broken Sky Clan, and the form is very grim. And ogres basically can't be relied on. As long as we hold on here, we don't have to attack. ”

"Orgrim didn't deceive us in one thing, the continent is too vast. It's so rich, it's much better than our hometown, and it's more comfortable. I've fallen in love with this place, and we Broken Hand Clan can definitely become even stronger with the vast expanse of land here. There was a look of fanaticism in the warlock's eyes.

"yes, it's heaven." The chief was also full of longing, "As long as we hold this place and don't let the Alliance's armies pass, Orgrim promises that the Elven Kingdom will be the territory of our Broken Hand Clan in the future." I can't wait for Orgrim to bring the main force to help us rid the land of the natives. ”

"Chief, look, it's the lieutenant marshal of the alliance who jumped down from that eagle." An orc from the Black Hand clan pointed to Brad, who had just arrived at the front line.

"He's the league's lieutenant." The warlock's eyes were full of astonishment. Then he laughed and said, "I thought the deputy commander of the alliance was such a strong person, but I didn't expect it to be a child who didn't have any hair, I said, Ogrim was planted in the hands of this little kid." It's so funny. ”

The orcs of the Black Hand Clan turned red. But he didn't dare to refute, this warlock of the Broken Hand Clan was ruthless, and had already tortured and killed several orcs who dared to refute him, and here, except for the orcs at the front, no one could suppress her arrogance.

"Well, the Great Chief is not unknown, don't forget. When we worship the souls of our ancestors in the Holy Mountain, we lose at the hands of the Thunder King clan every time. Ever since he became the chief of the Thunder King clan, he has always occupied the title of the first clan. To laugh at him is to laugh at ourselves. The chief waved his hand impatiently, and said with the hideous weapon in his hand, "Raise our battle flag." ”

Brad, who was about to make a move, also found the handsome flag erected on the head of the city in an instant, Brad's face froze, and he said to himself: "Battle flag, this is a big banner that only the clan chief will raise, a hideous blade, the chief of the Broken Hand Clan is also here, it seems that the tribe is really moving this time." ”

"The Broken Hand Clan, this is also a powerful clan where the orcs are not weaker than the Black Hand Clan." Ferdinh remembers that Brad had analyzed Draenau's form.

"Yes, although they are not as numerous as the Black Hand Clan, but the clan is full of elites, one by one cruel and thirsty to kill, even if they don't drink the blood of the demons, the combat power is already very strong, this is a clan that is more powerful than the Dragonthroat Clan, this clan can rank in the top seven among all orc clans." Brad's expression did not change, and he said in a calm tone.

"It seems that Orgrim has made a lot of money this time, and he actually mobilized orcs from his hometown again, does he want to hollow out the whole of Draenor?" Moore also said worriedly.

"Draenor is not as weak as you think, if it weren't for the explosion later, uh, anyway, there's nothing to worry about, even if Orgrim comes in person, it won't change the tide of the battle, let alone these scum who only know how to fight and kill, and never use their brains." Brad is very optimistic, due to the experience of the previous life, coupled with the memory of Necruz, he knows the tribe very well, the Broken Hand Clan is not strong because of their chief, and this Broken Hand Clan is not an intellectual hero, so there is nothing to worry about. You must know that the epic-level combat power of the Dao theory is better than the other party.

"Brad, I'm the chief of the Broken Hand Clan, Kargas. Blade Fist is here waiting for your attack. Kargas's hideous weapon was pointed at Brad, and his gruff voice echoed across the battlefield. I hope you don't disappoint me, my blade is already hungry and thirsty. ”

"Since the chief wants to challenge, I'll take it." Brad adjusted the map, and his eyes became cold for a moment. "Then start with me, let's have a good fight. Accept my first gift, Flame Blast. ”

"Don't think you're an elemental god? A distance of a few thousand yards is ...... Uh......" The warlock's mocking voice came to an abrupt halt as a huge fireball appeared without warning at the trebuchet next to him.

Rumble......

With a violent explosion, the fireball that Brad unleashed with his precious faith exploded on the trebuchet in an instant.

The Warlock and Kargas, including the elves watching the battle from behind, all exclaimed, not understanding what was happening.

The debris of the explosion left a few bloody wounds on the warlock's body, and he was still in a state of shock as if he was unconscious, and he felt the fluctuations of the elements, which was indeed a spell.

However, their surprise was not over, and explosions occurred one after another, one every three seconds, each explosion representing the shattering of a trebuchet.

The spells of the Flame Burst spell poured out of his mouth continuously, and one by one, the Fire Burst spell dealt a devastating blow to the trebuchet with the precise direction of the staff. Brad didn't use power, and this kind of powerful explosion would not have caused any burden on him at all. His purpose was to destroy the trebuchet, and there was no need to waste a lot of faith and magic to overdraw himself.

A small firelight, a flame explosion of this kind of power, can be emitted by any hero-level mage, but everyone is still dumbfounded. Yes, this is simply a divine method. I've never heard of someone who can hit a target at a distance of thousands of yards, let alone an epic powerhouse, not even a legendary-level powerhouse.

"This guy is so deeply hidden, although he only has the power of the first level of heroes now, but once he grows up, he will be terrifying, if it is at the same stage, I don't dare to fight against this kind of monster, it's too terrifying." As a warrior, Braumus's biggest fear is not to get close to his opponent, and Brad's ultra-long-range sniper basically has no opponents in his class.

"What kind of means is this, it's too against the sky." Lannasel came back to his senses and asked the Morning Seeker, he hadn't finished reading Brad's information, and the information was only Brad's deeds, and the introduction of his personal abilities was very vague, and the epic vaguely mentioned that he had killed the epic powerhouse. But Haduron and the others all thought that it must be the help of the Alliance's powerhouses, and Brad was just a sword to brush up on his prestige.

"This is where I am most puzzled, the prince has given me the exact message, a year and a half ago, he was a mage apprentice in Dalaran. The prince said that because a beautiful little girl was shattered by the prince of Lordaeron with a vicious weapon, she became a waster and was sent back to the stormy territory. His legendary healing began at this time. Although the voice of the Morning Seeker was not loud, it spread far away, and these things were in the information, and he obviously said it to the senior generals who could not see the information

"In just a year and a half, he has grown a territory of less than 10,000 people, which had just been ransacked by pirates, into a kingdom of vast territory, and I tell you that his territory is now at least half the size of the Silvermoon Forest, and the population has reached a terrifying population of more than a million. And he has personally been promoted from a wasted man to the peak of today's heroes, from a down-and-out little lord to the deputy commander of the alliance who now commands hundreds of thousands of troops. The intelligence shows that the rise of the other party is by the lord order, but the lord order I have also seen, although it is also magical, but it is not as rebellious as him, he must have other secrets, Aurelia may know the way, but ......"

"It should be a matter of the lord's order, I seem to have said it to my sister, but because I wasn't interested in caring about the situation of a fourth-order rookie at the time, I didn't pay attention to it." Sylvanas was a little embarrassed and said, "However, you should be careful not to ask my sister now, especially Braumus, you want to ask Brad directly, so as not to make it difficult for my sister." ”

Seeing that several people were still undecided, obviously their minds were greatly stimulated, the morning seeker comforted: "Although I don't know the specific situation of the Dao, I believe that there must be huge limitations, I suspect that he has encountered a bottleneck, and the intelligence shows that he has not been promoted for a long time." It seems that it is not so easy for him to advance to the epic. ”

"The old general is right, no matter how he defy the sky, he is not an epic powerhouse after all, so he doesn't need to be so jealous." Hadurun's eyes gradually became firm, they are all resolute people, and they will not be easily defeated by pressure.

"Hey, the other party's epic powerhouse actually jumped off the city wall, and there are actually four epic powerhouses, do you think Brad will ask for help like us. Aurelia was already entangled and had no time to be distracted. Braumukes said as he put down his information, ready to join the battle at any moment.

The Morning Seeker also stood up and said with a solemn face: "Get ready to play, four against two, Brad doesn't have the slightest chance of winning." Haduron, give up your indifferent gamble, the big picture counts. ”

Haduron nodded, took out a spare longbow, and said, "As long as he asks for help, I will not slack off." (To be continued......)