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"Ahhh

Unfortunately, this powerful axe missed, and a purple figure as fast as the wind snatched Arthas, as well as the [Frost Sorrow] with a severed hand.

It was the Dreadlord who had driven away Antonidas, another Dreadlord of a completely different color.

"Hell!" Duke raised his hand to reveal a large number of [Mage Hands], and instantaneous magic covered the past like a downpour.

Kael'thas did the same, throwing a huge fireball the size of a carriage and smashing it into the Dreadlord's head.

Everyone saw a sneering smile.

[Dark Call]!

Eighteen Death Knights and 18 Lichs on Bone Horses instantly arrived at the Dreadlord's side. These high-level undead swarmed up and blocked everyone's pursuit.

Duke and Kael'thas flashed directly, trying to get past the annoying group of high-level undead.

But they immediately noticed that there were two Dreadlords in front of them.

"Hey, hey, hey!" One red and the other blue, the horns of the two dreaded demon kings trembled, and they let out a sneering sneer in unison.

Duke gritted his teeth: "Withdraw!"

had to withdraw, no one knew what else the Scourge Legion would have.

Even if Duke understood that the Scourgeon Legion had no direct relationship with the Dreadlord who was now part of the Burning Legion, Duke would not dare to bet.

If you want to continue the pursuit, you must leave Kael'thas behind, let the noble prince stand in the way of the two Dreadlords, and then Duke will chase after him.

Chasing, not necessarily being able to catch up.

If you catch it, you may not be able to beat it.

There is also the possibility of losing Kael'thas in advance!

While Quel'Salas is still around, this is likely to be a serious diplomatic issue.

The cost of doing so is too high.

Duke ordered to withdraw, and Kael'thas breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing an unknown opponent of this level, Kael'thas is not sure. I thought Duke would chase him to the end, but Duke was so sensible, and it was really unprecedented.

When Duke and Kaiko turned back to the main battlefield, more than half of the 36 cannon fodder recruited by the Dreadlord were dead. These mid-level Death Knights and Lichs could not be the opponents of the heroes. Without much thought, Duke and Kaizi teamed up to clean up the rest.

Then, it's a bit of a bad atmosphere of life and death.

Ogrim ...... I guess I won't be able to live.

Mograini hadn't tried to save this temporary teammate with [Holy Light Technique], but unfortunately it had no effect at all. If the wound caused by the Demon God-level demon weapon [Frost Sorrow] can be repaired so easily, then it is not [Frost Sorrow].

The only thing that is fortunate is that the combination of the two paladins finally prevented Orgrim's soul from being sucked into [Frost Sorrow], after all, when this blow was launched, Arthas did not have time to inject enough dark power.

The noise of battle in the distance was getting quieter, and it was clear that the undead who had lost their command were also in a rout under the alliance and the Horde combined.

On many fronts, when the undead were wiped out, both sides fell into an awkward standoff. Fortunately, the centurions and millurions of the tribe and the captains of the alliance restrained their soldiers.

Usually, at this distance where even the other party's fangs or eyes can be seen clearly, the two sides have already started fighting, and they are happy. Today is a bit special......

Suddenly, I heard a horn sound from the main battlefield.

The lieutenants suddenly realized: "The whole army obeys the order and retreats thirty meters!"

The Alliance soldiers lined up in a neat array, slowly retreating step by step, exiting a clear dividing line in front of the chaotic tribal battle columns.

Over there, Orgrim was in a state of death.

Grom and Lexar stood behind the two Great Chiefs, clutching their weapons, and even if the situation was unfavorable now, as long as Orgrim spoke, or if there was any change on the part of the Alliance, they would not hesitate to fight.

Sal held up Orgrim's body, but he couldn't stop the blood containing hoarfrost from spurting from the wound on Orgrim's chest.

Orgrim looked at Duke who was standing two meters away, glanced at the battle columns of the Alliance and the Horde that were separated in the distance, and spoke weakly, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was in a common language: "It's terrible, I've been fighting with you for so many years, and I've thought about it many times, either I kill you, or I'm killed by you, but I didn't think that I would join forces at the end of my life, and then I would be killed by that monster...... Ahem!"

Duke said calmly: "You have a share in the birth of the Death Knight. ”

Duke refers to the 1st year of the Dark Gate, in order to supplement the lack of tribal warriors, Orgrim agrees with Gul'dan to stuff the corpse of a human knight into the soul of a tribal warlock to do the thing of a death knight.

Ogrim admitted, "Hahaha! That's right, it's my sin, too." Haha! The man who created the Death Knight died at the hands of the Death Knight, hahaha! Irony!

Duke didn't speak, allowing Orgrim to laugh.

After a while, Orgrim seemed to touch the wound, spat blood again, and said, "Are we going to fight now?"

Duke shook his head: "Maybe I'll fight again in the future." But not now, we have an even more terrifying common enemy, the Scourge Legion. ”

Although he didn't want to admit it, the three tribal bosses, including Sal, could only nod. This horrific army of the dead is absolutely the enemy of all the living.

Duke spoke again: "You want to go to the continent of Kalimdor, right?"

Thrall hesitated, but Orgrim nodded, "That's right!"

"Let's go to the Nanliu Coast. I'll send you some boats. The quality won't be great, but it should be enough for you to hold up to the other side of the sea. Along the way, the Alliance will not attack you. But if you don't join the Alliance of Gilneth or the Scourge Legion, you'll have to figure it out for yourself. With that, Duke walked away without looking back.

Orgrim smiled, with desolation in his laughter, with an unfulfilled wish: "Goodbye, my good rival!"

Duke waved his hand and didn't look back: "Farewell, Orgrim!"

Seeing Duke leave with the army in a dashing manner, until the Alliance army slowly retreated and left in an orderly manner at the sound of the horn, Thrall still didn't believe his eyes.

Orgrim pointed in the direction of Duke's departure: "See? Thrall, that's the bearing of a legendary hero of the Alliance! Firm, far-sighted, and able to prioritize, there is still a lot to learn." But I believe in you, your future achievements are definitely no less than Duke Marcus. ”

"Hmm!" Gritting his teeth, Sal nodded vigorously.

Orgrim struggled to lift the heavy [Hammer of Destruction] and handed it to Thrall's hand: "My hammer has been with me all my life, and now it is for you." From this day forward, you are the fourth Grand Chief of the Tribe. ”

At this moment, Sal burst into tears and nodded heavily again. (To be continued.) )