"What a disappointment, my new master is such a ruthless man."

Nassar hugged Tyrion's waist in an ambiguous gesture, and the Blood Warden didn't wear the heavy armor, she only wore a long red dress, riding the same horse as the Death Knight.

She opened her eyes, her fingers tenderly caressing Tyrion's cheek, and she whispered with a hint of malice:

"So neatly rejected Miss Windranger's retention, let's guess, if you kept her at that time, maybe she would even leave everything behind and follow you to the end of the world... What an infatuated chick. ”

"I'm dead."

Tyrion said casually: "I don't have what she wants, the whole world wants to kill me, I don't have the qualifications, I don't have time to think about things like "for someone", I always focus on things that have nothing to do with survival... I'll probably die again, that's all. ”

"A man like you can really deceive!"

Nassa's fingers slid across the armor on Tyrion's chest, and her voice became muffled:

"You and I are connected by the blood of the cursed Sarein, you can't fool me, every time you see her, your emotions become very strange, she is very important to you, and I think maybe she doesn't value these things of life and death."

"A woman is always a slave to her feelings..."

With that, Nasa seemed to think of something, and she suddenly fell silent, and as the horse stepped into the black swamp pass, the Blood Warden in a long skirt leapt off the horse and disappeared into thin air without saying a word.

Tyrion was used to Nassar's neurotic behavior, and the blood of Salein may not have changed her mind, but it had begun to affect her behavior and character, and it was not incomprehensible that she would be crazy in the confrontation between the thirst for blood and the will.

Riding on his warhorse, Tyrion's eyes looked straight ahead, this place is called the Dark Swamp, which was the southernmost barren land of this continent, a deserted swamp, but at this time, under the influence of the dark gate that has been erected here for 7 years, the swamp that was originally full of mud and bad climate has been destroyed two-thirds, and as far as the eye can see, there is a dark red, barren land that cannot even be seen by a tree.

In this dark setting, the Death Knight pulls up the reins of his horse, and the skeletal horse raises its hooves and rushes into the barren land.

And in the dim distance, in the valley surrounded by mountains, strange thunder and lightning fell from the sky, rendering the valley like a dark entrance to hell.

That's where the Dark Gate is, and beyond that door is a new world.

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The Burning Plains, where the seven-year war between the Alliance and the Horde has come to an end, and this night of fierce fighting is like a sacrifice of flesh and blood, and it is about to give birth to the final victor.

"Rush! Rush in! ”

General Reginald of the Stormwind Kingdom. Windsor slashed down the orcs who had turned and fled in front of him with his sword, and behind the bloodied bodies were the Union soldiers who rushed up the ramp of the Blackstone Tower, these warriors who had survived the war were full of courage, and in front of them, the once violent and invincible orcs lost their souls and abandoned their armor.

They huddled together like driven goats, wailing and screaming, trying to rush into the passage of the Blackstone Tower, but under their desperate gaze, at the end of the road, the heavy gate was slowly closing.

"Close it! Maim! Damn it, shut it down! We're going to be sent to hell by these routs! ”

Reed. The black hand waved the red war blade, and the sword in his hand slashed the rout in front of him to death. The Black Hand looked sadly at the compatriots who had been driven away by the human soldiers, who had completely lost the courage to fight and were rushing towards their final refuge.

"Chief, maybe we can save them..."

The Blackstone orc soldiers beside Red grabbed the chief's arm and shouted:

"Let's rush a wave, and maybe we can break up those alliance dogs!"

"Don't be stupid!"

With red eyes, Red shouted to the Blackstone Orcs beside him, "Orgrim has failed, these routs will scatter us, and they will only open a passage for the Alliance Dogs to enter the Blackstone Tower!" ”

"Idiot!"

"Poof"

Another frustrated orc was hacked to death by Red, who roared and kicked another rout away:

"Think of your family! They are all in the Blackstone Tower, and they are rushed in by the Alliance, and the Blackstone Clan is finished! ”

"Close the door! Maim! ”

Hearing his brother's roar, Maim. The Black Hand raised his head again, and behind the orc rout, the human soldiers roared, and they waved their battle flags like an invincible torrent.

Maim felt a shudder, a fear that made him ashamed, and eventually, the Blackstone Overseer shook his hand.

"Close the door!"

"Boom"

In the sound of internal chains and mechanisms, Red. The Black Hand led the Blackstone Orcs back to the entrance of the Blackstone Tower, and as the heavy gate was about to close, the fleeing orcs let out an earth-shattering howl, and they aimed their weapons at their fellow citizens in front of them, and the orcs went completely insane under the threat of death.

They killed each other in order to open a path to safety, and the ferocity and cruelty of the Alliance warriors who followed them were shocked.

"Oh my God..."

A colonel who was following General Wendsol subconsciously put down the sword and shield in his hand, he looked at the cannibalistic orcs, and he whispered:

"It's crazy..."

"Nope! No! Don't leave us behind! ”

An orc covered in blood fell in front of the gate of the Blackstone Tower, leaving only a gap, his fingers clasped on the ground, crawling towards the door in front of him, Red watched his fellow man crawl on the ground, saw the shocking bloodstains under him, for a moment, Red even wanted to rush out desperately, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and turned around.

"Bang"

The heavy black gate closed behind him, as if cutting the world open, beyond this gate, was the hell of the defeated tribe, and inside the gate, it was quiet, although the roars and screams of the orcs outside the door could still be heard, but Red desperately tried to calm himself down, he looked up and saw his brother with red eyes, he whispered:

"The tribe... Orgrim's tribe, it's over. ”

And on the plain less than 2,000 yards away from the Blackstone Tower, the Great Chief Orgrim, who was surrounded by a dozen human warriors, swung his hammer and smashed the rushing sword back, he gasped and glanced back at the Blackstone Tower with the gate closed, and his blood-stained face showed a most bitter smile.

Behind him, there was the Fireblade Sword Saint Old Dahl with both swords in his hands and the few remaining orc warriors, this Sword Saint was naked, his body was already covered with scars, he was panting, and at his and Orgrim's feet, the corpses of Kukaron, who guarded the Great Chieftain, and the most powerful Sword Saints of the Fireblade Clan, had filled the battlefield.

There were many more human knights, as well as the corpses of war horses and wolves, the blood of which almost stained the dark red earth in the sunlight.

"Orgrim, you're done!"

Admiral Dai Lin reached out and wiped the blood from his face, he grinned, dragged his long sword and rushed towards the surrounded orc chieftain, beside him, it was the great knight Uther, Tirio. Alessandro, the Great Lord of Fording and Lordaeron. Mograine, the strongest warrior and paladin in the human world, gathered to "see off" the great chief of the tribe.

And outside of this surrounded small battlefield, the victory of the alliance is already within reach, the knights and infantry are defeating those orcs who are still resisting one by one, and more are fighting each other in a desperate situation, at this time, the alliance's numerical advantage is almost infinitely magnified, many orcs are shouting and want to rush into the battlefield to rescue their chieftain, but they are blocked by the soldiers of the alliance out of the battle circle.

"Bang"

Dai Lin's heavy sword was blocked by Orgrim's war hammer, the sparks of the weapons flew in all directions, and the exhausted Great Chief was beaten back several steps, the black plate armor on his body had been cut out of many gaps, his hair was scattered, and his face was covered with blood, extremely embarrassed, which could be called a dead end.

Horde's defeat was painful for Orgrim, determined to die like a true orc chieftain, and he roared and clenched his hammer as he fought with Dareen as he rushed up again.

"I'm Orgrim! Great Chieftain of the Horde! Maybe I'll die here... But you guys! You're going to do it for me... Funeral! ”

"Knort"

Dai Lin's heavy sword was smashed out of Orgrim's hand, and the two big knights guarding Dai Lin's side immediately stepped forward to protect Dai Lin, and the extremely tired orc warriors also began a wave of desperate counterattacks under the leadership of Orgrim.

But seeing that the great knights also rushed to the battlefield, the old swordmaster of the fire blade roared, dodged and jumped in front of Orgrim, the ancient inscription of the flame blade Sankesu in his hand was lit up, and the straight blade slashed on the sword, wrapped around the raging flames, in the desperate attack of the old swordmaster, the sharp long sword almost swung in place into a fierce storm of blades.

"Take the Great Chief with you!"

The old Juggernaut shoved Orgrim back, shouting to the orcs beside him, "He shouldn't die here!" I'll block them! Take him away! ”

Before the words fell, the great knight Uther rushed into the storm of blades, the strong holy light formed a strong shield against the deadly sword, he waved the war hammer in his hand, and in the blessing of the holy light, the light war hammer smashed the body of the old sword saint, destroying Dahl's attack, Dai Lin stepped forward, and the sharp blade pierced the old sword master's chest from behind.

"Poof"

Blood dripped down the blade, and the fatal pain drove Dahl completely insane, and he smashed his fist into Dareen's chest, smashing the Admiral to the ground, holding the sword in both hands, and slashing wildly at Uther's armor against the paladin's attack.

"Bang"

Uther's shield of holy light was smashed, and in the flying golden light feathers, the attack of the desperate Sword Master became more and more fierce, forcing the paladin to retreat. Fording rushed forward without a moment's desire, and the warhammer he swung in the shout hit Dahl's heart, completely destroying the last remaining consciousness of the Juggernaut.

"Dahl! No! Dahl! ”

The Great Chief, who was forcibly dragged away from the battlefield by the orc soldiers, saw the scene of the Fire Blade Sword Saint falling, his heart was like a knife, he roared and wanted to rush back into the battlefield, but he was suppressed by the warriors, no one wanted the Great Chief to die here, even after such a tragic defeat.

"Let go of me! I command you! Let go of me, don't let me be a coward! ”

"You're a warrior, orc, but that's enough! You've failed! ”

Furding looked at the orc sword master in front of him, the dying sword master was half-kneeling on the ground, and there was still a sword stuck in his body, but he used his straight-edged sword to lean on his body, and looked at the alliance generals in front of him viciously.

"The Horde will not fail! Your victory is only temporary! ”

"Leave him alone! Go get Orgrim! ”

The paladin lord Mograini swung his blade down, and the paladins behind him followed him to the orc chieftain who broke through, but the orcs who were still struggling along the way desperately tried to stop them, and in this final rout, Orgrim was protected by those loyal warriors and was about to rush into the ranks of the orcs rout.

"The Light gives me strength!"

A loud roar sounded in the chaotic battlefield, followed by a rushing light, and the orc warriors who dragged Orgrim all the way through the siege subconsciously narrowed their eyes, only to be cut open by the blade mixed in the holy light, Orgrim wanted to fight back, but was hit in the neck by a heavy punch wrapped in iron armor.

His body shook a little, the war hammer in his hand swung up, smashing the sword in front of him, he roared like a beast and repelled the infantry around him, but in the process of dodging, he was grazed by a dagger stabbed from behind, and the paralyzing toxin rushed into the veins of the Great Chief, and soon made him tremble and stagger.

The sharp weapon slice through his skin, making him weaker, and to the cheers of the Alliance soldiers, the beastly Great Chief finally fell under their weapons.

"Bang"

Orgrim struggled to get up, but was soon knocked back to the ground, clutching his hammer of destruction, but his vision had begun to blur, and in the middle of the whirlwind, he saw the Union soldiers around him clenched in their weapons, looking at him with hatred.

And the orcs who fell at the feet of these soldiers, those eyes that had lost their brilliance, those corpses.

That's a testimony to his and the tribe's failures... The moment darkness fell completely, Orgrim roared, as if it was his last struggle.

"I... I'm not reconciled! ”