The melodious horn sound of "Wuwuwuwu" seems to come from the sky, and it seems to come from ancient times.

Desolate and heroic.

It reminds people of the world full of yellow sand, and those days when they had to fight with the most vicious beasts in extremely harsh environments to get a glimmer of hope for the tribe’s people.

Either kill, or be killed.

The weak have no right to survive, and the strong dominate everything.

This is the original voice, which also evokes memories hidden in the hearts of countless orcs.

I haven't heard this horn in many years?

【Markgora】

Orcs all know that when a warrior challenged a chief and demanded to replace his position, the most sacred duel ceremony [Markgora] is used.

One-to-one!

The winner gets everything!

Few people know that this [Markgora], which is used to resolve conflicts and disputes between orcs and determine the ownership of the chief, can also be used against hostile races.

Of course, there are prerequisites.

"The great chief of the tribe! On behalf of my king, Stormwind King Ryan Wrien, the great chief in your eyes, I will launch [Makegora] to you. Do you dare to fight??" Duke's voice echoed in the night sky of most Stormwind. I don't know if this is magic or something else, but this call in orcs made the 100,000 orcs who attacked Stormwind clearly hear it.

The Great Chief Black Hand and Orgrim walked on the streets of Storm's Old Town with their personal soldiers, and their bodies suddenly shook.

【Markgora】!?

What does humans actually understand [Markgora]?

Almost instantly, Orgrim spat in his heart: It’s Garona’s lowly traitor again!

Duke's voice continued: "Our human king is different from the great chiefs of your tribe. Our king is not the first warrior. This does not matter. Our king and the first warrior are here. As long as you defeat our first warrior Anduin Lothar in [Markgora], our king's head and hands are presented! We are waiting for you where the pillar of light is!"

The huge rocky palm of the Black Hand was just supported on a thick stone pillar on the side of the road. With almost unconscious force, the entire stone pillar was easily crushed by a huge grip force. The hard stone exploded like hard flour and scattered all over the ground.

The focus of all the orcs around him fell on the black hand's face.

"Great Chief?" Orgrim asked tentatively.

On the ugly face of the Great Chief Black Hand, his muscles kept shaking, and his thick blood vessels appeared on his face like twisted beards. His eyes were congested with extreme excitement and red. The Black Hand could feel that his body was pumping out from his heart like a flame, spreading to every corner of his body, and reaching every cell in his body.

"Hahaha!" Black Hand laughed wildly: "Orcs are never afraid of challenges! No matter what Lai, what Andu! Their heads are mine, they are mine."

Orgrim understood on the spot and shouted to the side: "It is said that the chief ordered the chief to decide to accept the human [Markgora] and prohibit attacking the human beings where the light column is located!"

The messengers ran away in all directions, and soon the rough roar of the messengers could be heard everywhere.

"The chief accepted [Markgora] and prohibited attacks on humans near the light column!"

"Let's go!" The clouds spread out, and the moonlight hit the ground. In conjunction with the flames of torches, the two huge dragon-shaped skeletons on the chief's shoulders were extremely pale and terrifying.

On the other hand, in the Stormwind Church, on the steps of Stormwind Cathedral, Ryan sat upright on the red velvet gold-edged throne on the nine-stage steps. Anduin and Berval stood beside Ryan, one left and one right, in military uniforms.

"Will the orc chief really come?" Berval had asked Duke for the third time.

"Enough! Berval Duke's analysis will not be wrong. The orc chief who is most forced to have his own martial arts honor cannot miss such an opportunity." Ryan gently stopped his loyal minister.

Anduyin, who was standing with a sword, looked more relaxed: "Don't worry, Storm Port is not far behind us. The soldiers are all behind. If tens of thousands of troops can't cover my king's safety and leave, then we will all commit suicide."

Of course, the orcs could not find the main force of humans, because the last of the 40,000 nearly 50,000 soldiers and civilians had already gathered quietly near Storm Port.

Tens of thousands of people, but there was almost no sound, like a giant beast lurking in the darkness.

Not every soldier knows the arrangements of the upper level. They just get notifications and there will be special means to arrange for them to evacuate.

As for the special method, no one knows it. Many people stared at the large piles of haystacks at the port and docks in a daze.

The last large ocean-going ship had left in the afternoon.

The soldiers couldn't figure out how to evacuate.

Fortunately, since they were ordered to cut off the rear, these soldiers were mentally prepared to fight to the death.

However, the open land from the walls of the church area to the dock is really unfavorable to humans! Moreover, the soldiers do not have any heavy weapons on hand.

If we fight the orcs here, it will be a nearly one-sided massacre.

General Tom Simos, the commander of the Griffon Legion, who had met Duke, did his best to set up the heavy infantry holding a large shield and the spearmen to the sea and set up their formation in the direction of Stormwind City.

"If the orcs rushed over... they could at least stand it for a while." General Simos murmured to himself.

When he heard that this plan was proposed by Duke, Semos always remembered the legendary Duke master who fought against the orcs in Red Ridge Mountain.

The spirit of fighting against ten thousand and taking the heads of the enemy generals among thousands of troops still deeply shocked his heart.

The long horn sounded "Woooooo" in the east district of Stormwind City.

Ryan, Anduin and Berval looked up at Duke at the same time.

A faint smile appeared on Duke's mouth: "The tribe chief's black hand has accepted your challenge. Lothar."

Lothar's heart-warming face also smiled, and he looked at Ryan. Ryan nodded heavily: "Go! Anduin! My life, the future of the Storm Kingdom will be in your hands."

Lothar bowed deeply, then turned to Duke and asked, "Oh, I really admire you sometimes. I have mastered orc language in such a short time and their customs. I and Ga... The assassin has learned so long, but he still only knows a few orc languages."

Duke smiled badly: "I found a large number of orc books in Karazan. I read a lot and I won't lie to you."

There are no books about orcs in Karazan, and Duke is completely lying with strength.

Lothar had no idea: "Okay, it's up to you to translate later."—

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