The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

"We have escaped the script and strong enemies, this land is fat enough, as long as we kill these weak guys, this land will be our paradise, Gul'dan, I will not be seduced by you again! I will Take this land and become the greatest chief in the history of the tribe, don't try to hinder me!"

I advised you.

Looking at the blushing and thick neck, the Lich also knew that it was impossible to persuade them to retire obediently. In other words, even if Orgrim was changed, the strategy of the orcs going out to conquer could not be changed, at most the location and details. Change.

"Then you will regret it, powerful but arrogant black hand, who prophesied you to find honor in this war, but I think you can only find death and defeat, and you will get the bitter wine of defeat."

The lich manipulated Gul'dan's body, which began to rot and shattered, spoke the villain's lines incomprehensible, and retreated step by step into the shadowy corner of the tent.

The bonfire was lit, and the mighty and authoritative warchief looked in amazement in the empty tent, as if he had just had a nightmare.

But it wasn't a nightmare, because he saw the traces on the fur carpet inside the tent.

Those were burnt footprints.Scorched by fel energy.

"Great Chief?"

Several orc leaders opened their tents, and Chief Blackhand stepped on the footprints and pretended to be deep.

"What's the matter? I'm immersed in the duel just now."

"Immersed?"

Several orc leaders looked at each other in dismay. It was Grom who was dueling just now, not him. It had been immersed for a few hours and still not finished.

"By the way, you just ordered half of the people to leave, but it's been almost six hours since the duel ended, and the sky is getting brighter, but no one has come out of the castle. I want to ask you if the time is up. Or should we continue to wait? Or extend."

"No one came out yet?"

He frowned, a trace of unease surging, remembering the words 'Gul'dan' left before he left.

"Don't wait. If they don't come out when the time is up, then they will attack the city with all their strength and leave no survivors."

"But they won two games. Chief, you promised to let half of them go, so the sacred oath will be broken..."

"That's because they don't want to leave for honor, but I gave them a chance. So I will give them honorable death, let everyone prepare, and when the time is up, we will launch an attack."

In order to avoid future troubles, he did not intend to let go of any potential threat.

However, he did not expect that Gul'dan, who had just disappeared, was looking at the orc camp from a distance, and beside him, in addition to the lich, there were ghost cavalry like a landslide and tsunami surrounding the two dead.

"Stomp them to pieces!!"

"Wait a minute, Hecarim, I'm here to negotiate a deal."

However, the lich revealed the identity of the ghost cavalry who was the tallest and most powerful.

"I want to borrow the ghost cavalry from you."

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PS: How does the game of Orcs Must Die work?

410. Superfluous War

"I thought you were going to have an affair with that nasty general, Mr. Cowboy."

Kerrigan was wrapped in bandages that were almost the same as the decoration. He sat on the crenel of the city wall and looked at the army of orcs in the dark under the morning light.

"You actually didn't evacuate the people who took refuge. With your character, isn't human life the most important thing?"

"Life is as important as freedom, Sarah, I don't like watching people die innocently, but only if it's sincere. But I don't see sincerity in that warchief. He reminds me of an old friend."

"Yes, I also remembered it. I remembered Mengsk's awe-inspiring righteousness and reneging on his promises."

Kerrigan squinted his eyelids with long eyelashes, and his vision penetrated several kilometers away, through the crowded orc camp, and landed on the tall and majestic warchief tent.

"It's a power gambler who can't afford to lose. It might be easier if we win or lose, but we got two wins, and they won the last one so beautifully. , there must be many people who think that the front is just careless and unconvinced, and these refugees are not safe."

"Yes, that's what worries me."

Renault checked his equipment and carefully maintained the power armor with a screwdriver and oil.

"Actually, I understand very well that there are very few emperors like Valenrian who care about civilians. Most of the rulers are similar to Mengsk. I thought this ancient war would be more romantic and honorable, and there would be more heroes. plot, but it doesn't seem to be any softer than Star Wars."

"I just love your romance, Jim, and only you can teach me how good the world is beyond the blood of war."

Kerrigan chuckled lightly, wrapping her arms around Jim Leno's rough shoulders and neck, feeling each other breathe, only in front of this man would she look like a maiden rather than a queen.

"Actually, I can choose one, Jim, give me some time, I can hatch tens of thousands of head king bugs and transport them all out, or hatch a Leviathan..."

However, before Kerrigan could finish speaking, Jim hugged him tightly.

Holding it so tightly, she could even feel the other person's heart beating violently.

"Kerrigan, please, please don't revive the Queen of Blades again. I will regret not being able to save everyone, but losing you will suffocate me."

Facing the pleas of his lover, even Kerrigan was powerless to resist at this time.

The man in front of her is her lover, her savior, and the only one who defeated her. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a seal. Kerrigan knows how weak she is now, but she is addicted to it. extricate themselves.

So she didn't want to make her lover feel sorry at all.

Unable to use the insect swarm, relying solely on the assassination technique of the Dark Sanctuary can only kill but not protect people, and now the only person who can break the embarrassing situation is the Lich who was asked by him.

"Sorry, you two, didn't bother you? If there is any interruption, I'll come back later."

It's just that the place where the two of them spread the dog food is not right. The large number of soldiers and mercenaries on the city wall and even the strong men who were pulled to make up the number have a World Wood Day expression. They kissed me in public and I am tired. This is not Does it invite pink eye?

It's just that the person who came to interrupt was not out of jealousy, because the pure white knight who walked in front of the two with an eagle helmet was Griffith.

"Is something wrong, lad. I know you're nervous, but it doesn't help."

"No, Mr. Raynor, with you and Ms. Kerrigan here, I'm not worried about the next war. But the local master doesn't think so, General Darius is awake, he's calling a military meeting, I think This meeting is meaningless without you."

Griffith's voice was sincere and his expression was flawless.

"Military meeting? I don't think there is any need to participate. We just do what we should do, not come here to accept the command and arrangement of some general."

"Excuse me, ma'am, we are all in the same boat now, and I am here to accept employment to assist you. No one here wants the city to fall."

"The fall of this country can only be blamed on the weakness of this country called Noxus. We have already helped once."

Kerrigan's tone was particularly strong.

Griffith's expression remained unchanged, and he still gave a gentle salute and retired gracefully.

"Sarah, it looks like you have a bigger opinion on that general than I do. If you don't want to, I'll go and see it alone. There's not much time left to go to war, and I need to know about those Noxas. The people's plan."

Raynor followed him down the wall, but Kerrigan didn't go down with him this time, but looked at the brightening sun east of the castle.

"More than that."

Raynor didn't hear Kerrigan's words. When he got off the city wall, he found that a simple lookout had been built in the corner, and many officers on the lookout surrounded Darius in silence.

Darius seems to be tougher than he looks. With such a serious injury in a duel, it is estimated that one-third of the bones in his entire body are broken, and even a small piece of the skull has been cut off, but he still wraps himself in a thick and serious body. Inside the armor, his eyes were calm and fierce. If it weren't for the bandages exposed on the helmet and neck, it was almost impossible to imagine how badly he had been injured a few hours ago.

But he had to wake up no matter how badly wounded he was, because he was the hand of Noxus.

"Now that the situation is urgent, I won't be polite, Reno, I want to know how much combat power you have, how many orcs your weapons can deal with, whether you can provide quick support, and how long you can continue to fight. We are currently short of manpower."

"I understand, but I'm afraid that even if I want to help this time, it's just a drop in the bucket. I've seen outside, the siege equipment prepared by the orcs is more than ten times the last time, even if I can blow it up, I'm afraid of the number of people pouring in. Enough to deal with the castle's defenders."

"Really? It's really difficult, then you assist in the defense of the northern city wall, because that is the weakest link, Adjutant Comey, you are stationed near this tower..."

Darius methodically placed the limited force on his hand, but at this moment, a dull and thick drum sounded outside the city wall.

"The orcs attacked? It hasn't been twelve hours yet, and I know that the green-skinned barbarians don't believe their words."

Darius frowned and scolded, but the sentry on the city wall proposed a different situation.

"Report, General Darius, the army of orcs has been beaten!"

"Didn't you already know if you were going to call?

"It wasn't a fight, it was the orc army that was beaten, by a group! A group of ghost cavalry!!"

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PS: There is a saying in the LOL background that Mordekaiser used to be the ancient tyrant in the land of Noxus (it was not called Noxus at the time), and Hecarim was Mordekaiser’s most trusted general, and he was also an ancient tyrant. Noxians, for the sake of their native land, can't pee in a chamber pot with orcs either.

411. A tentative charge

"what happened!!"

It wasn't just the Noxians in the castle who asked that, but the orcs who were suddenly attacked outside.

It was originally sunny at ten o'clock in the morning. The beasts were unwilling to win after losing first yesterday. Their morale was high, and they were gearing up. Then suddenly it seemed like it was about to rain, and dark clouds rolled over, followed by thunderous horseshoes and blood. hurricane.

A large group of blue ghost cavalry tore open the orc camp while taking advantage of the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of orcs could not be unprepared. In fact, the layout of the orc camp looked like a big copper coin from the sky. There was a hole in the middle around the castle of Forte. In other directions, there were thick warriors and simple wooden stakes. Rejecting horses, and wolves riding patrols, guarding against them can be said to be strict.

But Ghost Rider is too fast!

The translucent ghost horse directly penetrated the horse-rejecting stake, but the phantom knight left a big hole in the orc blocking the road and walked away. The wolf knight, who was in a hurry to meet the cavalry, planned to throw the net at a glance like he dealt with the cavalry before. But all failed, and before he could react, he was stabbed to the core.

Even many orcs did not judge where the enemy came from from the attacked horn, and the ghost cavalry's wall-mounted saber had already swept over their heads.

Unstoppable!

"what happened!?"

The Great Chief Blackham didn't even wear his armor and took out a battle axe. He saw two ghost cavalry sabres that were about to chop off his head. But cut a blank.

The object he was going to cut seemed to have become a phantom, and the cavalry who cut himself was the real body.

But the high-speed saber got stuck in the muscles of the orcs that were tougher than steel, and the ghost cavalry was immediately dragged off the horse by the Great Chief, and was directly smashed into a blue cloud by a fist bigger than a clay pot. cigarette.

"What are these things? Ghosts?"

Grom Hellscream pushed aside the messy orc guards and spat and asked. He had just hacked two to death, but he didn't feel the pleasure of steel biting flesh at all, so his boiling anger had nowhere to vent.

"It's so big that it can't be chopped off more than a dozen times. They can only attack them at the moment when they make a move. Is it the magic of that group of humans at this time?"

"I don't know, but at this time, most of the pink-skinned reinforcements appeared, all orcs, defeat the enemy!!"

Warchief Blackhand roared, using the back of his axe to beat the drums of the orcs not far away

The drums of war shook.

The orcs recovered from the shock of the sudden attack, and they took up weapons to fight back. Although this wave of cavalry attacks was indeed vigorous, the orcs here were not a mob that could be swept away by one blow, and the ghost cavalry was only imposing enough. It's a bit small, a dozen orcs staring at a ghost cavalry can still attack at the moment of the shot.

But it was of no use.