The rough roars of orcs and the neat sound of humans hitting shields resounded throughout Stormwind City.

No one does not worship heroes. Even in large-scale battles, when personal force appears to be weaker, this bloody and heroic fight still stimulates the adrenal glands of every spectator and secretes substances called "fanity".

Only such a righteous master can see that the balance of victory is still slowly shifting towards the human side.

Orgrim was anxious.

The chieftain must die, but cannot die at the hands of humans.

In a one-on-one life-and-death duel, the stronger and braver orc chief actually died under the hands of a weak human?

That would be a shame, a shame for all orcs in the entire tribe.

Even if one day in the future, the orcs will conquer the entire planet of Azeroth, they will still be nailed to the pillar of shame and pass on this humiliation. Although they wished that the Black Hand would die soon, Orgrim knew deeply that at this moment, the interests of him and the Black Hand were consistent.

Suddenly, the chief exerted his ultimate move.

Suddenly, he held his backhand on the two complete dragon bones that looked a bit like crocodile bones. The next moment, the black hand suddenly threw out the two bones.

In less than a hundred bone joints, the bones composed of hundreds of bone joints exploded. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of broken bombs containing the elements of fire were shot towards Lothar.

Originally, Lothar had the chance to dodge, but at this moment, Orgrim cheated.

"Okay" sounds like, the adjutant Orgrim seemed to be shouting for his boss.

Just call me, and use the almost-"lien roar" shocking power for Mao? No! This is already the warrior's [Roar of Bold]!

The shocking roar of at least 150 decibels obviously affected Lothar.

Losa's whole body trembled, and just like that, Losa lost the opportunity to dodge. There was no way. Even experienced veterans like Losa could not make too good remedies when they missed the opportunity.

Losa gave up dodging, resolutely knelt down on one knee, and shrank his whole body behind the shield to carry it.

"Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu!" As fast as a machine gun fire, Rosa's shield almost completely exploded. After a round of fire skeletons swept across, Rosa's shield became ragged, and light came out of several places. Fortunately, Rosa himself was not injured.

The consequence is serious, and Losa completely lost the skill of [Blocking].

"What are you doing!" Ryan, Berval, and several high-level generals sent similar angrily shouts at the same time.

After Duke translated, Orgrim sneered: "I didn't interfere! If a real warrior can't even resist the cheers of the enemy, then he will die."

His words almost made Ryan and others crazy.

At this time, Duke suddenly showed the same sneer: "What do you mean is that using words and sound to influence the enemies in the field is not considered cheating!"

Orgrim didn't say anything, this was undoubtedly the default.

Over there, Losa was in a desperate situation.

In terms of absolute power and speed, the black hand is above Loss. Without the shield and unable to dodge it, Loss can only use the long sword to resist the black hand's offensive. For the black hand's pair of hands that are comparable to heavy hammers, the long sword is at a disadvantage, and unless it is a psychic or something, the long sword can never be more flexible than his own hands.

In the last killing of Medivh, the King's Sword used a lot of power. Lothar calculated that he could not use the power of the sword to chop off the black hand's claws.

Losa was cold on the one hand.

Ryan, Berval and others were trembling all over. Ryan almost wanted to break up and let his men do it first. But in the end, they still focused their attention on Duke.

"Look at me throwing a cup as a sign!" Duke said.

Once again, the black hand forced Losa into a desperate situation.

It was a corner of the square, with towering marble walls on both sides, and there was no room for dodging.

"Anduin Lothar, I will remember your name, but go die," the chief roared with victory.

In this second, the orcs cheered to the top, and the blazing roar almost overturned the clouds in the sky.

They shouted the greatness of the chief and praised the bravery of the black hand.

As long as the number one warrior of humanity is killed, the human chief's head is within easy reach. This symbolizes that the invincible orc once again conquered the weak alien race!

Supreme glory!

The best [Markgora]!

The next moment, the chief's hands would burst out with lightning, with the blazing high temperature and the whistling of death.

That is the death of Lothar! [Makgora]'s failure! The failure of the entire Storm Kingdom and even the possible "Alliance" in the future.

Without Lothar, there would not be the sign of descendants of the Solatin Emperor. Whether the seven kingdoms of humanity, each one will be united is still a question.

At this moment, even Losa's handsome face lost all the blood.

Every human being watching the battle clenched his fists.

At this critical moment, Duke's light words came into the ears of the chief.

"If I say that the Shadow Council sent someone to murder Orgrim's friend Durotan, Orgrim is plotting to overthrow you, the chieftain, if he asks the location of the Shadow Council from Garona, he will kill you, and then eliminate the Shadow Council that killed his friend. What would you think? The chieftain..."

Originally, Duke could not say such a long sentence in this unspread moment. But Duke finished speaking at this moment.

This is a skill that is specially used by the magician.

Extract all important syllables from the tall sentences into one, and then compress them, so that the long spell can be turned into a short paragraph.

Of course, the sound made is equivalent to pressing dozens of keys on the piano at the same time in one breath. In the human ear, this is simply an impossible noise to distinguish.

Most [spell sounds] only reduce the spells of three seconds to one second. This is already very amazing.

Duke has a system elves. This strongest king system can be transformed into impossible.

A long passage was curled into a note.

But as the recipient, the chief's black hand, he heard all the words clearly.

As Gul'dan's iron rod, as a puppet among the puppets, he was used by others and had to help people count money. The chief was furious and turned his head and looked at Orgrim.

"Ogrim!"

Losa didn't know why Black Hand was stunned, which was not due to Losa's beautiful slippery step that cut between Black Hand's legs, and at the fork of Black Hand's thigh, it was a sword.

There is a kind of pain in the world called egg pain, also called the most painful thing for men.

The black hand could not control his body at all and bent down in pain. The next second, seeing the opportunity was inevitable, Losa magnificently put a sword on his chest from behind.

The dignified King's Sword was once again used as a back stab, and the sharp sword edge penetrated from the black hand's chest.
Chapter completed!