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"Bang!"

Grom took a few steps forward like a hammer, his back exploding, his heavy armor dented and shattered, and his body unstable.

But the strong orc didn't fall like most of his companions, but straightened up, roared and headed his tomahawk towards Lothar.

"Dang!"

The tomahawk collided with the greatsword, and the weight of both weapons was not light, and a dull loud bang erupted.

Lothar took a few steps back and roared and rushed towards Grom again.

It's not just a contest of strength, it's also a clash of skills, and there's no doubt that both sides are the strongest fighters.

Grom looked left and right, looking at the few remaining human soldiers who were surrounding him, and without hesitation, he roared and spun around, and the bloody battle axe danced under the whirlwind force, and actually cut the two human soldiers in two.

At this time, there were only four soldiers and ghosts around Lothar, and two huge stone giants were still holding on, and the others, including the paper yaksha with a solid body like a stone, had collapsed in the attack of the orcs, and Lothar was equivalent to fighting alone.

Fortunately, the orcs follow the tradition, and at this time he is equivalent to fighting Grom alone, and the other orcs will not attack him even if they occupy this land, but will only quietly wait for the victory between him and Grom.

Just as Lothar and Grom had fought a few times, a silver-white metal figure fell from the sky and blocked them.

At the same time, a stone giant next to him also collapsed.

Anyang ignored it and grabbed Lothar, who was in a rage: "Hey, I'm sorry for Karen's death, but don't be presumptuous, there is all Azeroth behind you, and you must take responsibility for them." ”

Without saying a word, Lothar shoved him away and rushed towards Grom again.

But as soon as he took a step, he felt a hand grasp the armor behind his back, and then his entire body soared into the air, unstoppable, and the orcs and the battlefield below quickly became smaller. And the power to control himself is so strong that he can't struggle no matter what.

High in the sky, Anyang dropped the last bombshell.

"Boom!"

The ground was instantly engulfed by the canyon, and huge flames filled the eyeballs.

Grom, the orcs at the front, the remaining three scarred soldiers, and a golem were all covered in flames.

Anyang flew forward with Lothar, without stopping for a moment, and soon caught up with King Ryan and the others who were retreating in front.

At this time, Lothar was no longer struggling, and when Anyang put him down, he didn't speak, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, stunned.

King Ryan and the others were a little silent when they saw that Anyang came back with Lothar alone.

……

The carriage bumped all the way, and An Yang also sat in the carriage, undulating with the bumps.

He was actually a little guilty, and a little self-reproachful, because he could have avoided the death of Karen and the rest of the soldiers, as long as he used the empty line of paper yaksha to grab the soldiers and fly through the sky before the orcs arrived, he could avoid being besieged.

But first, he hesitated, and lost the best time to leave, secondly, there were many shamans among the orcs, and it was difficult for him to leave with a person dragged by the empty line of paper yakshas, and secondly, it was his selfishness, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a conspiracy and evil thoughts, and he was a little worried, if he left so easily, it would be difficult for Lothar to realize that Medivan's power was out of control, and it would be difficult to really suspect Medivan, a childhood friend.

So Anyang was a little silent.

After a long time, he sighed, got up sharply, rose into the sky, and disappeared into the distance.

Lothar sat on the edge of the carriage in a daze, and it wasn't until he saw the departing figure that his eyes regained a little clarity: "Where is Medivan?" ”

King Ryan was silent for a moment, and replied, "He is unconscious, and I have Khadgar and Garona take him back to Karazan on a griffon." ”

Lothar's eyes sank, and she didn't say much, but her breathing was still a little rapid, and her chest was heaving.

……

Anyang caught up with the withdrawing orcs, but he didn't say anything and followed them silently.

At dusk, the orcs returned to the Cursed Lands.

Night soon fell, and Durotan was temporarily released by virtue of his illustrious fame and high honor, and he returned to the camp of the Frostwolf Clan, where he met his wife and newborn son, but this was only the last favor that Gul'dan had given him in consideration of his status as "Little Chieftain" and "Hero".

But he was disarmed, leaving no tusks tied to his arms to serve as gauntlets and claws.

No one knew that a completely invisible figure followed them, silently roaming the camp.

……

In the tent, the oil lamps were very dim, reflecting the silence of the atmosphere.

Durotan grabbed his child and put him in the cradle, and said to his wife Draka: "Our operation has failed, it is dangerous now, you and the child must leave immediately, Gul'dan will not let us go, I will break through with all the people later, I hope to leave ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the curtain of the tent was slammed open.

Durotan turned around, but saw that there was nothing there, and he immediately waited for it.

In just a moment, a pale blue arc began to appear in the dim tent, and a silver-white metal figure appeared out of thin air, gradually becoming clear.

Draka was shocked, staring in surprise at the figure that suddenly appeared, which was neither tall nor strong, and in terms of size, it was obviously a human being.

An Yang said lightly: "Dulongtan, you have disappointed me. ”

Durotan was silent, bowed his head and said, "It's my fault, I admit it calmly." ”

Drakar, who was next to him, slammed his dagger and asked sharply, "Who are you?" ”

Durotan waved his wife to calm down, and then said, "This is what I told you, Prophet. ”

Anyang ignored Drakar and asked, "Do you know your consequences?" ”

Durotan shook his head and did not speak.

An Yang's voice was a little cold: "In the original history, you would surrender to the black hand in exchange for the survival of your clan, but Gul'dan still issued a massacre order to the frostwolf clan and hid it from Orgrim. Your wife will die, your son will be exiled and raised as a slave by humans, and you will challenge Gul'dan after being secretly released by Orgrim, and he will brutally kill him with evil powers, but the disgruntled orcs will not be able to resist. ”

Durotan remained silent, but his chest rose and fell more violently.

"Have you come up with a name for your son? I guess it's called Goyle, he's a great leader. ”

It's a pity, that little green guy should be Shrek when he grows up, right?

Durotan let out a low, muffled roar: "What should I do?" You tell me! ”

With a wave of his hand, a bunch of things landed out of thin air, which was the equipment that Durotan had taken away.

Wolf skins, claw-shaped fangs strung with rope, and the Blood Guardian's axe.

"When I leave this door, I will clear the surrounding watchers and guards for you, after about the time of your nap, I will set fire to the tent of the western camp, then I will destroy the tent of Gul'dan, I will let my summons attack the western camp, you leave here with the frostwolf clan, the human army will arrive in a few days, this is your last chance."

Durotan nodded heavily, "I see, thank you, Prophet. ”

An Yang didn't say much, his figure was hidden in the big tent again, and only the curtain that was suddenly opened could confirm his departure.

Du Longtan sighed and sat down, was silent for a while, and then stood up again: "I'll go and inform the clansmen that you take the child away as soon as possible." ”

……

An Yang's figure continued to wander in the camp, an ancient sword quietly shuttling in the air, with a faint mana luster flashing on it, even when piercing through the orc's body.

He was sharp and ruthless in dealing with the green-skinned orcs who weren't supposed to be here, and hid the corpses as well.

Eventually, he took out his sniper rifle, aimed at the orcs on the nearest watchtower, and pulled the trigger decisively.

After the faint sound sounded, the orc had collapsed on the watchtower.

An Yang's figure quickly rose into the air and flew to the mountain to the west of the camp.

He first summoned the six-headed stone giant, then glanced at the huge dark door, locked onto the tower where Gul'dan was, thought about it, and moved a little away.

The missile burst out of its armor and pierced the night sky with a long flame in its trail, whizzing and crashing into the clearing next to Guldan's tower.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, accompanied by a faint tremor of the earth, which immediately shocked many orcs.

They walked out of their tents, only to see the towers of Guldan, crumbling in flames, as if they were about to fall apart at any moment, and then there was a muffled sound on the western slopes, and the earth trembled rhythmically, and trees fell in piles, as if some big men were charging in this direction.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Prepare for battle!"

The orcs rushed out.

An Yang stared at all this, lit the thruster and flew down quickly, and began to mumble a mantra.

The technique of igniting the dragon!

With a bang, a huge flame ignited in the air, turning into a slender and powerful fire dragon, wreaking havoc with teeth and claws.

The dragon may not be very lethal, but it is enough to set the camp on fire.

And Anyang did not give up, and constantly used the technique of igniting fire, the technique of fire tongue, and lit a fire in this camp.

The west side of the orc camp was ablaze for a while.

The orcs came out of their tents, but they could not find the source of the flames, and even if the flames suddenly burned around them, they did not know how they were lit.

"Mage, enemy mage attack!"

……

After doing all this, Anyang took off very decisively to avoid encountering the powerful shamans and warlocks among the orcs.

He rose hundreds of meters into the air and watched the frostwolf tribe in the east take advantage of the chaos to raid, riding the frostwolf warriors and shamans to attack furiously, eliminating the remaining obstacles and leading the clan away.

Most of the orcs have responded to an unknown attack from the west, and even those who have not participated in the war are keeping an eye out for the fleeing Frostwolf Clan.

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