Lothar wielded his blade tirelessly, he couldn't remember how many orcs he had killed. Ever since the fall of the Stormwind Kingdom, he has seen this scene in his dreams every night.

With a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes, Lothar rushed into enemy lines alone, slaughtering the invaders with impunity. The green blood splattered his weapons with splatters of the orc warrior, but he enjoyed the thrill of killing.

The main force of the alliance gradually suppressed the orc warriors in momentum, and they were numerous and broke through from the rear, taking the orc warriors by surprise. And the addition of several paladins such as Uther, Dasohan, and Gavin Rad also seems to make the situation of this war gradually clear.

Until the advent of Orgrim Doomhammer......

Tall and tall, he descended on the battlefield like a hero, wielding the hammer in his hand that symbolized his strength, mercilessly reaping the lives of the Alliance soldiers on the battlefield.

After a hammer flew an Alliance soldier, the mighty Orgrim caught Lothar's attention. His instincts told him that the orc, clad in armor and armed with a giant warhammer, was a leader.

"Beware, Sir Lothar!"

Uther roared when Uther, who was fighting not far away, caught a glimpse of Lothar raising his blade and charging towards the mighty orc warrior.

As soon as Uther finished speaking, Lothar had already charged behind Orgrim. He raised his blade high and slashed it hard, trying to kill his opponent with a single blow.

But is Orgrim Doomhammer an ordinary orc warrior? He is not only the leader of the Thunder King clan, but also the chief of the entire tribe, and his strength should not be underestimated.

As soon as he saw his eyes condense, he sensed a gust of evil wind coming behind him. After wielding the hammer to kill an Alliance soldier in front of him, he subconsciously quickly changed his tactics and swung the giant hammer in his hand behind him.

The decisive Lothar obviously didn't expect his opponent to react so quickly, and it was too late for him to stop. He had no choice but to use the blade in his hand to meet the attacking hammer......

Boom!

The two weapons collided with great force.

The huge golden blade in Lothar's hand is called the Blade of the Wild Lion, which is forged by the royal blacksmiths of Stormwind City using the finest polished agate stone, the blade is huge and sharp, but it is light in the hand, it is a matching sword that shocks the continent.

And the hammer in Orgrim Doomhammer's hand is also extraordinary. Unlike the Lion's Blade, which was famous in Azeroth, the hammer, named after Orgrim, is famous in Draenor, the home of the orcs.

The Orcs of Doom have passed down a powerful warhammer for generations, and only the most powerful warriors in the Doomhammer family are qualified to inherit it. And every time the current owner dies in battle, the new brave warrior will take up the weapon and continue to fight.

Coincidentally, this warhammer is also called the Hammer of Doom......

The two artifact-level weapons collided together, bursting out with a loud bang. Brilliant blazing sparks burst out from the striking.

But in terms of strength alone, humans are no match for orcs after all. After a few seconds of confronting Orgrim with strength, Lothar was blown away by the powerful brute force of his opponent. And the war horse under his crotch also fell to the ground with a neigh. Lothar landed and took a few steps backwards before barely settling her figure.

Orgrim Doomhammer, on the other hand, stood like a rock in place. He grinned, as if mocking Lothar's pebble to stone.

Lothar, who had readjusted her fighting stance, tightened her grip on her blade. He didn't make any moves, instead locked on to Orgrim Doomhammer not far away, and his opponent was watching him......

As the leader of the Thunder King clan, Orgrim Hammer is the great chief of the entire tribe and one of the most powerful warriors of the orc clan. As a noble orc, he has always regarded these small and despicable humans as a mustard.

Even now he and his people are embattled and on the verge of despair. He still retains his pride and glory as an orc. The same was true of Lothar, who was across from him.

They have the same obsession in their hearts, but fate has shaped these two into enemies. A former Marshal of Stormwind, an Orc Chieftain. The same nobility, the same bravery, but each represents the glory of different races......

The sound of the fierce battle still echoed in the valley, and the two stood quietly on the chaotic battlefield, staring at each other. Many of the human and orc warriors beside them stopped their movements and watched the two with bated breath.

Looking at Orgrim Doomhammer, who was half a body taller than herself, Lothar's eyes flashed with rage. He didn't know that the other party was the Great Chief of the Orc Tribe, but his bitter hatred for these invaders made him hate this race. His instincts told him it was an orc leader, and he was going to kill him for the sake of the departed Stormwind Kingdom!

It's a contest of strength and power. Lothar is a Gundam strong human warrior, as strong and powerful as most orc warriors. But Orgrim Doomhammer was even taller and stronger, and its lumpy muscles bulged out. Although Lothar lacks strength and speed, he has more skill and experience.

Both men were dressed in heavy plate armor, battle-hardened Stormwind Kingdom armor against the tribe's black plate armor. Both men wielded artifacts that ordinary soldiers couldn't wield, the Blade of the Wild Lion that shimmered with rune light, and the giant hammer of destruction that Orgrim had inherited. Both secretly vowed victory, no matter what the cost......

After a moment of confrontation, with a burst of heavy drinking, Lothar launched the offensive first. With a single charge, he swept his blade to the side, dodging Orgrim's block. With a chilling momentum, the blade of the mad lion cut a crack in the orc's plate armor.

Orgrim Doomhammer grunted in pain from the impact, and he quickly slammed the hammer downwards and fought back. But Lothar had expected it, and with a deft step back, dodged the attack.

But in a split second, Orgrim flipped his wrist and swept the sledgehammer up from the bottom up, grazing Lothar's jaw, causing him to take a few steps back with a steady. Just as Lothar was in shock, another offensive followed. However, Lothar raised his blade in time and struck the long handle of the hammer to block the attack.

For a moment, both sides exerted all their strength, and the air currents that broke out in the battle formed a shock wave that shook the nearby soldiers several meters away. The two weapons trembled again, but they didn't move at all.

The fight between the two attracted frequent sideways glances from the nearby soldiers, and Uther, who was in the enemy formation, was even more anxious. But he was now besieged by dozens of orcs, including several difficult orc wolf knights, who made him distracted. And the rest of the alliance generals also suffered the same situation......