No orc knew why Duke had become so strong all of a sudden. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With Duke's status rising, there really isn't a big man in the tribe who has fought Duke head-on and can still run back without dying.

And Orgrim's understanding of Duke is still stuck in the battle he fought directly when he attacked Stormwind Fortress.

At that time, Duke gave Orgrim the feeling that as long as he was given a little more time, he could still kill. It's never like the current one, it's an irresistible sense of powerlessness.

Even after two nerfs, Orgrim was unable to withstand the arcane power of Duke's unleashed blow.

Countless times the power was superimposed, and the concussive power generated instantly exploded on the fist that Orgrim swung out, and then transmitted to his whole body, shaking his entire body to the point that he was about to collapse into powder in the next moment.

Although the battle-hardened Orgrim instinctively decided that he would not die in this blow and would be seriously injured at best, the frustration that even an opponent of Duke's sprout size could not take it made Orgrim feel a kind of hero's end.

In that moment, he recognized that it was Cashdrake, the chief of the Blackscar Clan, who stood in his way.

The second is the half-blood orc hero Lexa, whom the entire tribe once despised and once looked down upon. As an orc-ogre hybrid, he has a larger and burlier body than an orc.

And at the last moment, these two heroes used their bodies to protect their big chief.

"Am I weak enough to need protection?" said Orgrim to himself. The feeling is so desolate......

Then, the sharp pain that had caused the Great Chief to die of pain arrived, and then it was dark in front of his eyes.

"Great Chief!?" all the orcs, each of them let out the same exclamation.

What is a Leader?

A leader is the backbone of a cluster, the soul and backbone of a collective.

Whether it's because Orgrim has been fighting with Uther for so long and is half injured, or because Duke has taken a huge advantage in terms of skills, or because Duke has made such a shocking blow with the momentum of liberating the Red Dragon Queen.

Anyway, in the eyes of both the Alliance and the Horde, it was Duke who beat Orgrim with one move!

It doesn't matter if it's or not, I'll talk about it after yelling.

"Ogrim is dead!"

"The alliance will win!"

"Kill!"

Compared with the tribes whose morale first fell to a low point and then fell into the abyss, the alliance side is completely in the rhythm of taking aphrodisiacs first and then fighting chicken blood.

Especially those unscientific paladins, in their heyday, the light is three points more prosperous.

These guys actually broke through on the battlefield!

Break through the shackles of self!

Breaking through the limits of mind and body!

Obviously, in terms of number and quality, the tribe still has the absolute upper hand, but in all directions, in the sky and on the ground, all the tribes are being killed by the alliance like cutting melons and vegetables.

And at this most critical moment, Orgrim lost consciousness.

A snake can't be without a head.

Because the Great Chief was unconscious, Zulushid, who happened to be the deputy commander, took off the dragon again. The deputy chief of the Blackstone clan, Savek, is on the front line. The weakness of the lack of unity of command is infinitely magnified in an instant.

The order of the even more bloody and brutal Kargas* Blade Fist is to fight with the Alliance.

The more sane and resourceful Kilrog * Deadeye ordered a retreat.

Two diametrically opposed commands, creating the greatest amount of confusion among the orcs.

If Orgrim and the others could break through the defense line in front of the iron gate in the morning, then everything would be different.

If Orgrim hadn't impulsively thrown the [Hammer of Doom], perhaps the battle would still be a stalemate.

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

"Long live Duke Marcus!" shouted slogans, and in every passage, at every pass, at every gate, there were warriors of the Alliance chasing down the Horde.

Duke wasn't involved in the pursuit, and though the Morning Star Mage could regenerate his mana, he was really exhausted. Since he was struck by Gul'dan and activated the curse, he hasn't been able to sleep soundly for a day.

The shadow of death haunted his soul until just now, when Alexstaza, who had regained his strength, instantly lifted his curse and stopped the rapid flow of his life, and he was able to secretly catch his breath.

finally made a big comeback, and took up the biggest merit, and let those small credits be given to the people below. They could not eat meat by themselves, and the brothers below could not even drink soup.

After confirming the victory of the League, Duke suddenly went limp.

Wen Leisha, who was beside him, hurriedly supported Duke.

"Duke!, are you alright?"

"No! It's just a little out of strength after a full blow. ”

Completely subconsciously, Wen Resa didn't mind letting Duke's whole body be next to her. The approaching masculinity made Wen Resa a little confused, but her heart was full of pride and pride.

The vision in front of her seemed a little blurry, and the images described in the legend were intertwined with reality, and this moment seemed to go back to the dreamlike war 2,800 years ago, when humans and High Elves joined forces to drive out the trolls.

It was a war between two racial alliances against the fate of death.

Back then, they won everything.

2,800 years later, a new generation of elven and human heroes are back on the battlefield to fight for the sacred oath that once again shines.

And today, it is the man who is leaning on himself who dominates all this.

A man who seems to be weak but has repeatedly performed miracles.

A man who protected her and saved her life.

Wen Resa raised the longbow in her hand and shouted with all her might, "Long live Duke!"

Unlike Aurelia and Duke's relationship, Wen Resa doesn't have the same fateful entanglement between the two of them, and if she had to use an adjective to describe her relationship with Duke, it might be attributed to 'cult'. A fanatical relationship that has experienced the test of life and death, and is natural.

Facing Wen Rasa, who suddenly looked back, his eyes burned, and he wanted to swallow him in one gulp, Duke was a little stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "I always feel a little sorry for Aurelia!"

Wen Resa insisted: "Hmph! What is this, the High Elves never mind polygamy, nor do they mind polyandry. I don't believe that my eldest sister would be reluctant to share you with me. ”

"Uh, if, I'm talking about if......"

"There is no if, if there is really that if, even if I tear my face, I will rob my eldest sister. Everyone is a woman, why can't you rob a good man when you meet him. Silently quitting and then wishing the other party happiness or something, it's not my character. ”

With that, Wen Resa directly gave artificial respiration to Duke. (To be continued.) )