"Ahhh

Unable to hide his strength and disguise his weakness, Gul'dan swung his arms and smashed the corpse that had pounced on him to the ground, holding an orc dagger in his hand, wielding it with brute force to cut down the corpse of another orc.

Infiltrated by evil energy for a long time, his fully extended body is full of violent muscles, and his strength is greater than that of ordinary orcs, and it is said that when orcs were still trapped in the world of Draenor, Gul'dan was also a "warrior".

But as a spellcaster, exciting melee attacks are not good at them, with Guldan's brute strength, it is barely enough to deal with a few corpses, but seeing Glokush in the rear rushing up with a battle axe, Gul'dan no longer cares about these crazy corpses, he jumped on his own wolf that was also polluted by evil energy, and the fur of his whole body turned dark green, turned around and fled!

Embarrassed, insane and vicious.

"Boom"

The two corpses closest to him exploded under the dark orders of the Death Knight, and the flesh and blood stained spread in all directions, and the plague hidden in it was wantonly contagious in this dark night, but even if he was imprisoned in his magical power, as a warlock's unique demon skin, he still helped Gul'dan block most of the plague, which made his escape a little smoother.

In the throbbing light of the burning forest around them, Gul'dan's wolf fled, smoky and flying ashes behind him, and behind him, the death knight Grokush rode his skeletal horse in hot pursuit, while in the sky, Tyrion and Luminas summoned another white-boned griffon, armed with a warbow, to stop the fleeing warlock from the sky.

"This shame..."

Guldan pressed his teeth, lying his body tightly on the wolf, and with difficulty dodged the sharp arrows shot from the sky, he frantically urged the reins, his heart was full of humiliation and resentment.

His estimation was wrong, and in the magic explosion that tore down a small town before, the Banty Renoor barrier had been shattered, and he believed that such damage could not be restored in a short period of time, which made him dare to enter the barrier.

But the High Elves' powerful magical civilization was like a slap in the face of this warlock, and the big explosion did not destroy the rune stone, it only needed a simple reset to re-establish the enchantment, and Darth Rema, who had been dead for nearly 3,000 years. The ancient wisdom of the Sunstriders, thousands of years later, has once again cornered Quel'Thalas's enemies.

"Buzz"

The warbow carved with blood runes was drawn again, and Luminas looked at the warlocks fleeing in the darkness below, and she whispered:

"Look, he's really fast."

"Let him run, he doesn't know what's waiting for him ahead yet."

Tyrion's eyes were cold, in the blood-red eyes, everything in the night seemed to be shrouded in a blood-colored halo, nothing could stop his gaze, he looked up, in the distant darkness, a black dot was rapidly approaching.

"Serent, shoot him!"

Tyrion's voice rang in the ears of the Death Knight who came from behind, and Serent was riding on the Bone Griffin. Firewing nodded silently, and on top of the steady-flying griffin, he pulled up his warbow, his eyes narrowed, looking at the orc warlocks fleeing all the way ahead, and on the two griffins behind him, the four Dark Rangers also raised their warbows.

All the members of the Knights of the Darkblade arrived, and the front and rear sides chased and intercepted, like a real net, trapping Gul'dan in it.

"Whoosh Whoosh"

The sound of bone arrows carved with runes piercing the darkness sounded so numbing that Gul'dan didn't even have time to look up, and his foreknowledge of danger made him frantically jump off the galloping wolf and roll on the ground a few times.

When he raised his head covered in ashes, he saw that the running evil wolf was stabbed into a sieve by the rain of arrows falling from the front.

The huge wolf was nailed to the ground full of ashes, and the stinking blood was splashed everywhere, and the blood was infected in the black ashes, drawing a bad picture on the ground, looking at the bloody scene, Gul'dan clenched the cane and short knife in his hand, and he seemed to see his end in the blood.

"Bang"

Behind him, the silent orc death knight turned over and dismounted, and Tyrion and Luminas also manipulated the griffin to slowly fall to the ground, and in front of him, Tyrion, who had drawn his rune sword, exuded a murderous aura all over his body, and the four elven dark rangers scattered, aiming the bone arrows in their hands at the surrounded warlocks.

"All the deception, all the destruction, all the nightmares that you have set up with your own hands... It's time to finish, Gul'dan, my dear leader of the Shadow Council, it's time to finish! ”

Glokush. The black hand pulled out the cold tomahawk behind his back, and his dark eyes stared at Gul'dan in front of him:

"Is there anything else you want to say when you're dying?"

"Who the hell are you!"

Under the suppression of the Banty Renore Enchantment, Gul'dan struggled to beat the obscure magic in his body to the extreme, like squeezing out a little water in the desert, and the dark shadow behind him condensed, and the scale was less than one-tenth of the previous one.

He looked at the black hand who was slowly approaching, and his blood-red eyes twitched and asked:

"All orc souls are loyal to Orgrim, and you're not a Warlock of the Shadow Council... Who are you! I think you... Very familiar! ”

"Did you forget about me so quickly?"

Grokush clenched his hands on his tomahawk, and the ash-covered dirt under his feet turned outward, making him look like a humanoid tank wrapped in dark red mist, and he rushed towards Gul'dan, the tomahawk in his hand raised high and slashed down.

"Bang"

The skeletal staff in Gul'dan's hand was completely shattered by the blow, and the force threw the warlock backwards, and before he could stand firm, Tyrion's heavy sword slammed into his back, slashing the demon's skin and slamming the warlock to the ground in a splattered of blood.

"You tricked me into ruining our civilization with your own hands! You killed our world with your own hands! You have led my tribe into the most stupid madness! Right now... You still ask who I am! ”

"Bang"

"Ahhh

The black hand's battle axe frantically slashed at Guldan's left arm, and in the warlock's screams, the left arm that was still struggling and beating flew into the night sky, the arm wrapped in fine demon scales smashed to the ground, and the five bloody fingers were stained with the ashes of the burning forest, and it was still twitching nervously, as if representing the warlock's unwillingness and despair.

The scorching and smelly demonic blood splattered on the black hand's face, making the dead face rewritten with hideousness.

The fire of death that danced in his eyes represented Glokush's anger and murderous intent.

"I'm a black hand! Gul'dan, I am the Great Chief betrayed by you! I crawled out of hell... Here for you! ”

"Die!"

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Almost as soon as Gul'dan was dying, another group of people rushed to the place where he was ambushed as fast as they could.

Despite Orgrim's clear intention that Sarufar could kill Gul'dan whenever he felt it was appropriate, the Orc Overseers showed up to rescue Gul'dan during the night.

Orc warlocks can die after this invasion is over, but not now, the restoration of the barrier has represented the betrayal of the death knights led by Tyrion, which means that the battlefield initiative of Quel'Salas has been transferred to the elves, and the tribe is trapped in the web of magic, in this case, Sarufar needs Gul'dan to reopen the barrier for the tribe.

And that's not all!

On top of that, if Gul'dan's death is unclear, then the Raiding Clan, which has lost its leader, is likely to become a hidden danger and will be difficult to be taken over by Grand Chief Orgrim.

This is a result that Sarufar could not bear.

"Faster!"

Carrying a battle axe, he shouted to Zulushid, who was manipulating the young dragon beside him:

"Let your dragon fly faster!"

In the face of this order, the chief of the Dragonthroat Clan endured the pain in his body, which was the magic power that had been suppressed to the extreme, and he retorted:

"The enchantment of these mad elves can even suppress dragon fire, don't you see that this dragon is also uncomfortable? Push it again, and it'll go crazy! ”

The comprehensive suppression of the Banti Renor Enchantment was supplied by the sunwell, and with the power of the young dragon, there was no way to resist this suppression, and if it wasn't for Zulushid's forcible control, the young dragon would not want to step into this place at all.

"I said it! Speed up! ”

Sarufar turned his head to stare at the reluctant chieftain, the eyeballs in his eyes had turned blood-red, and an irritable force pulsed through his body:

"I don't care what contradictions there are between you and Guldan! I said, he can't die now! Speed me up! Will you disobey my commands? Are you going to defy the will of the Great Chief? ”

Zulushid's teeth itched with hatred from this merciless reprimand, but after a few moments, he tightened his grip on the young dragon's reins, and the leather whip in his hand was raised, and at the sound of the whip whistle, the young dragon let out a wail, but also noticeably faster.

Sarufar looked at the burning forest in the distance, and for the first time in his heart he hoped that Gul'dan would survive... Although he also hated the warlock.

And just as Sarufar and Zuluhid dared to rescue Gul'dan as fast as they could, in the position behind the tribe, the huge two-headed ogre Gugar stroked his chin with his thick fingers, well, the chin of the right side of his head.

In the dark night in front of him, the elf rune stone suspended in mid-air was so brilliant and so attractive to the eye.

"Shall we save him? (Gul'dan is useless!) The Death Knight sets a trap, and Sarufar can't save him! ）”

"But Gul'dan promised us that he would lead us to the power of the gods... (Do you really believe him?) That power is nothing compared to the shadows we serve! ）”

"But the master's order is for the tribe to continue to disturb the order of this world, if Gul'dan dies... (Then we'll do it ourselves!) Gul'dan is just a lackey of the devil, and what he can do, we can do better! ）”

"Why do you always go against me! (Because you are stupid, you can't understand the real intentions of your master!) ）”

That's right, this eccentric ogre is arguing ...

The two heads of Gugal, Gu and Gal are arguing with each other, two minds and two ideas are colliding wildly, but unfortunately, they can only attack each other with words, so that both sides are helpless against each other.

The ogre sat in the darkness of the night, and the noisy quarrel could not attract the attention of the members of the Twilight Hammer clan behind him, they were used to the neuroticism of the patriarch, and they knew very well about this situation of arguing with themselves, anyway, in the end, there would always be a clear order.

"Buzz"

While the two heads of Gugar were arguing, a strange shadow rose from the night of Quel'Salas, and it was like a pair of hands, and it quickly enveloped Gugar's body, bringing with it the command of some kind of dark being.

And Gugar was quiet for a moment, he stood up, half-kneeling in the darkness sincerely, listening to the voices in the shadows, and after a moment, both of his heads nodded at the same time.

"Yes, master! (We'll do it!) ）”

The shadows in the darkness faded quickly, and Gugar moved his arms, he turned his head, and his three eyes searched among the clan members behind him, and finally, he shouted in a deep voice:

"The Horde will be defeated! (This is the will of the owner, chaos and disaster!) ）”

"The world order will be reshuffled! (One step closer to the great and equal twilight moment!) ）”

He looked at the scorched earth near the rune stone behind him, and there was a hint of viciousness and anticipation in his eyes.

"Orcs can't be allowed to dominate the world! (A peaceful world will have no place for shadows...) ）”

"We will bewitch Gul'dan, and he will live humbly! (Let him steal the Horde's victory!) Let him steal Orgrim's victory! ）”

"Enraged demons and orcs will gnaw their teeth and want to tear him apart! (When he is cornered, he will surely recognize the greatness of his master and become one of us!) ）”

"Chaos is immortal! (Shadow Immortal!) ）”