Lothar looked up again at the gray clouds sweeping across the sky, and her face couldn't help but be a little gloomy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Where the hell is the Guardian!"

When he lowered his head, he still didn't see Medivan's magic, but he saw an orc riding a black wolf.

Whether it was the Frostwolf Clan or the orcs who had been ambushed in advance, without exception, none of them rode mounts, because this orc was so conspicuous in the battle group.

Moreover, his body is extremely tall, far stronger than ordinary orcs, even half a head taller than Durotan, and a circle stronger. He was dressed in heavy orc plate armor all over his body, carrying two complete velociraptor dragon bones on his back, wearing a nose ring on his nose, and his eyes were gloomy and full of warlike intent!

Lothar recognized him instantly, they had fought before, and the orc's left hand had been broken by him.

As for now, the severed palm has been replaced by a steel claw.

The Black Hand rode the black wolf and began to charge, galloping through the camp of human soldiers, easily reaping his life, and when his steel palm was stained red with blood, he stopped, looked beyond the narrow battlefield to the distance of the black stone path, and suddenly opened his mouth and let out a muffled roar.

As if in response to him, the earth began to tremble slightly, and black smoke rose from the other side of the black stone path, fast and swift, as if a large army was approaching with an unstoppable force.

Lothar suddenly felt bad, he raised his head for the third time, and shouted loudly, "Medivan! ”

Anyang suddenly appeared to his left, holding an Azeroth halberd in his hand, and thuded him from a heavy blow from an orc.

His hand stood still, but the steel halberd trembled from the collision with the hammer, as if to tell the force of the unstellar arm.

Immediately after, a sword tip pierced out of the orc's chest, which was An Yang's ancient sword.

"Don't shout, I can feel that Medivan's current strength is very unstable, and you will disturb his concentration like this!"

Lothar cleanly disposed of an orc, squinting his eyes and asking, "Unstable?" ”

An Yang nodded and did not speak.

Medivan's mind has always struggled against Sargeras's will, and he has never given up his efforts to regain his physical and mental freedom. This seemingly never-ending tug-of-war has caused Madison's periodic personality to recur, sometimes calm and sober, sometimes crazy and abnormal. To outsiders, he seems to be able to make an incomprehensible decision at every turn, and often completely overturns his previous views and opinions on a certain matter, and his power occasionally goes awry.

Now that he is at war between two wills, the good one longs to protect humanity and fulfill the accusations of his guardian, he is so trying to channel arcane magical energy, but the evil will continues to affect his mind, trying to prevent him from helping the humans below, and Sargeras's soul seems to prefer to see him spurned by humans for not participating in the war.

Even if he wins such a fight, the consequences will be severe!

An Yang thought so, unconsciously glanced up, and then pinched the sword trick in his left hand, concentrating on controlling the ancient sword to rotate and flow beside him, and with the halberd he held in his right hand, he lightly solved one orc after another, which looked like a lion walking among the sheep.

At this time, the situation was critical, and Lothar did not ask any more, but only told him again: "Now it is only up to you to protect the king!" ”

"I will." An Yang nodded, and walked all the way to the edge of the mountain wall, he suddenly got up and jumped, and in the eyes of countless orc and human soldiers, his feet stepped on the concave and convex part of the mountain wall and climbed with strength, his body rotated and moved, as if he was walking on this vertical mountain wall.

And with the help of this higher place than the battlefield, he also succeeded in seeing this large army that shocked him.

"Shhhh......h

Countless orcs riding giant wolves rushed wildly, their footsteps on the ground and a torrent of black smoke and dust that soared into the sky. Originally, Durotan and his Frostwolf Clan warriors were already only a few people struggling to break through, and when this torrent arrived, they were instantly submerged in the distance.

And the pain is that this force is also far larger than in the movie.

This is the chain reaction caused by the "prophet", and it is also the sequelae of the failure to persuade Orgrim to surrender.

Because of his arrival, Stormwind strengthened its guards, and even sent court mages, with Orgrim's resourcefulness, how could he not have imagined this, so the orc side did not hesitate to strengthen its strength in order to guard against his prophetic prescience, and ......

An Yang ignored the ordinary orc warriors in this torrent and looked at those special individuals.

They were not wearing thick plate armor, but chain mail or leather armor, but everyone could see how powerful they were.

Some orcs held a shield in one hand and a hammer in the other, like a barrier, and their whole bodies shone with a blue light, and other orcs saw them as if they saw the hope of life; Some orcs are covered in gems, holding huge magic wands, and all around them are reflected with enchanting streamers, and the whole body is full of agility, making people feel the devastating horror of the natural elements; Other orcs are dressed in simple armor, but they are fast and agile, and they hold large axes in each hand, and their whole body reveals a fierce and heroic spirit, like a ruthless berserker.

"That's ...... Shaman? ”

An Yang's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly summoned the armor.

He hadn't seen a shaman in the movie, but he didn't expect to see it here!

These shamans, who are the orcs' equivalent of mages and cheerleaders, nurses and prophets, and even sometimes carry their own knives, are not so easy to deal with, at least to themselves, they are undoubtedly a certain threat.

Layers of nanoarmor poured out from his back, quickly covering his entire body, transforming him into an armored humanoid.

An Yang stood still, staring at the approaching troops in the distance.

He had already called up his shoulder cannon and turned on the automatic defense system, and any orc who tried to rush around him would be met with a relentless attack from the ion cannon, and such a strong and violent attack form was obviously not something that ordinary orcs could resist.

Although he stood still, the damage caused by the light blue light was far higher than before, and almost one after another, some orcs watched the light blue light in the air flash with wide eyes, tearing the skin and flesh of the beast on their chests, or striking the heavy plate armor into a dent, and countless dense cracks appeared.

The orc army was getting closer, and with the forces Stormwind had sent, there was no doubt that they would turn the balance of the battle on the sidelines.

The Black Hand shouldn't be so smart, so Orgrim is surprisingly cautious!

An Yang's face was gloomy, and he saw that some of the shamans had stopped chanting, and he realized that he had to stop them.

With a bang, the thrusters opened, driving him off the ground.

Then there was a clicking mechanical sound, and the armor plates on the silver armor opened one after another, revealing the mini-missile bay and the miniature missile honeycomb inside, and all the weapon systems that came with it locked onto the onrushing orc army under the effect of the fire control system, especially those special individuals.

"Aim, fire!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

Countless white smoke and flames continued to rise from his body, and large or small missiles rushed out with long tail flames, blinking like meteors across a distance of hundreds of meters and crashing into the group of orcs running in front, instantly causing a shocking explosion, and black dust swept away!

His ion shoulder cannon was not idle, and continued to fire forward with maximum power and maximum rate of fire, and the light blue and almost white ion light balls flew out of his shoulder, roaring in the air and crashing into the front, basically hitting those shamans with precision.

The shaman is still an orc, unable to get rid of flesh and blood, and at this time he has not even formed a defense, and he will inevitably suffer heavy damage.

And whether it was an orc or a human soldier, they seemed to be shocked by the earth-shattering explosion, looking at the flames that quickly rose and extinguished, the black dust that was blown up all over the sky, and the deep pits on the ground, they all looked at An Yang suspended in the air, the initiator.

The meteor-like fireball no longer flew out, but the pale blue light was still pouring out, still screaming in the air, constantly blasting from his body into the formation of orc reinforcements behind.

It was at this time that Medivan on the top of the mountain finally calmed down and prepared his spells.

His eyes lit up with a pure blue light, and his hands suddenly gathered into a strong vortex of arcane energy.

"Boom ......"

The dark clouds in the sky quickly swept up and swirled, like a tornado forming an inverted cirrus cloud on the top of the mountain, which was magnificent, in which the lightning was constantly raging and churning, and there were also long currents in the clouds that gathered to the top of the mountain, making it clear.

This scene is like a miracle, and it is particularly shocking.

Suddenly-

"Boom!"

A strong and violent electric current slashed down, and both humans and orcs would explode as soon as they were hit in the body, showing great strength and inviolable majesty.

The place where the electricity bombarded was like a line separating most of the humans from the orcs, but instead of dissipating after the current bombardment, it merged into an electric curtain to block the two sides, separating the orcs from most of the humans in front of them.

An Yang looked at this scene with full marks for special effects with wide eyes, and swept the battlefield again, but he sighed in his heart.

He had been fighting deeply in the formation of the orcs, and it was to be expected that he was separated by a lightning barrier, but because the difference in strength between the two sides was not so large, Lothar did not escort King Ryan away, but fought the orcs himself......

Well, not only Cullen and the others in the original plot were separated by Medivan, but even Lothar was also separated.

There were about twenty of them, but they would face all the enemies they had just now, as well as the orc army that was rushing to support.

An Yang unconsciously glanced at the top of his head, and then lowered his head, his eyes were no longer as relaxed and casual as before.

So, let's fight!

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