Menethil's Power

Chapter 94 Battle of the Great Chief

In October of the 6th year of the Dark Portal, the Allied forces unstoppably invaded the Scorching Canyon from the southern path of Loch Modan, and fought fiercely with the garrisoned orcs. It is the red land.

Wars between humans and orcs have never been easy. Even in an advantageous position, their casualties are still high, but their morale is still high. On the contrary, the high-level commanders on both sides can feel that the orcs are gradually weakening and decadent. The bloody courage that supported them lost its effect.

The most intuitive manifestation is that the alliance has the first batch of captives who voluntarily surrendered. This orc squad of [-] people, after being defeated in the Battle of the King City, was separated from the main force during the continuous escape, so it was completely unable to obtain any supplies.When they saw the allies, they immediately put down their weapons without any resistance.

Although this is only a special case, it does reflect that the will of the orcs has faded, and the team is not easy to lead. Although the warlords are threatening the orc warriors with punishment and death, the tribal front has been keeping pace. Back off.

Doomhammer was in a very bad mood. The frustration of constant defeat made him quite irritable. This emotion was reflected in the battle with the mixture of hundreds of human-shaped armor and flesh and blood around him. This human team was too lonely to go deep into the And with bad luck, he directly bumped into the chief of the tribe.

This also reflects the dire situation of the tribe from the side. As the great chief of the tribe, he occasionally goes to battle in person to boost morale, but now he must use his combat power as a conventional military force.

"Pile up these human corpses." Doomhammer ordered the Blood Hand Guards. These loyal chief guards had no doubts and faithfully carried out the chief's order.The war has lasted until this time, and there is no such thing as humanity at all. Doomhammer must use all means to deter the enemy, even if it is such an extraordinary means as a pile of Jingguan.

This made Doomhammer quite upset, because he remembered the "Road to Glory" paved with draenei bones in Outland. He tried his best to get the orcs out of that brutal and bloodthirsty state, but had to walk again. On the old road of the old tribe.

It seems that his philosophy has not really changed the tribe.

But now is really not the time to feel sorry for himself, Doomhammer turned to look at the Blackrock Spire behind him, this is the place where the expedition was launched, and he had successfully described their bright future to the tribe members in this ambition.

However, the gap between reality and dreams is getting farther and farther. Even those orcs who could have crowded the plains have already mostly slept in this strange land.Doomhammer's face was dark and watery, and there was no turning back for him and the Horde, whether for reasons of strategy or honor.

So be it, Orgrim Doomhammer will fight to the death.

"Gather all your soldiers, chiefs, we will have the final decisive battle here." He turned and said, this place gathered all the high-level tribes except those who commanded on the front line, and the purpose of Doomhammer summoning them was to prepare for this final battle war.

The chiefs heard the order, but did not obey it as usual, they looked at each other, and a strange atmosphere spread among them.

"Kilrogg is dead," said Harkan Skullsplitter, chieftain of the Bonechewer clan, a notoriously one-sided clan.

Doomhammer raised his eyebrows, he keenly felt the hostile atmosphere, "He gave his life for the tribe, and the heroic deeds of the chief of the blood cave will be sung in the tribe forever."

However, Halkan didn't answer, "You asked him to delay the alliance and let the Blood Hollow clan do something that was almost death." He pointed out directly: "Now you want us to do the same thing."

Doomhammer was a little surprised to find that most of the orc chieftains had expressions of approval. He snorted coldly, and walked towards Halkan with astonishing momentum, "Are you questioning my decision?" His epic aura was fully revealed , Halkan couldn't bear it, it was worth taking a few steps back, "Or do you think you can take the position of chief from me?"

"It's not him who wants to challenge you, it's me." A cold voice came, and Doomhammer followed the reputation, and saw an orc whose face was hidden under a black hood. Purple-black energy rises from under his hood,

Although the appearance of the comer has changed drastically, Doomhammer can still identify him from his voice, Rend Blackhand.Doomhammer could feel the power of darkness surging within him. This power is as much a power of warlock control as fel energy, but it is completely different from the aura of fel energy that destroys chaos.

"You really surprised me, Red." Doomhammer said mockingly, "What did those warlocks make you drink again? Shadow blood? Seriously, Red, I don't think you can control this kind of power, you In the end, you will only become its slave."

"Stupid!" Red Blackhand didn't seem to bother to explain, he raised his right hand, and the power of shadow rose above, Red's voice suddenly became hollow, "You defeated my father in a despicable way and Steal the Warchief, and now I'll take back what belongs to Blackhand."

"This is the bargaining chip you use to resist me?" Doomhammer glanced at the orc chiefs, his expression became ferocious, and his heart was filled with resentment, "When the tribe is at the critical moment of life and death, you are actually trying to launch a coup d'etat ?”

"Your stupidity and incompetence are the root causes of the tribe's failure!" Red accused unceremoniously: "And now you want to pull the tribe back into the abyss of defeat! Compared with the threat of the alliance, the tribe needs a wise man now." Rational leader!" He pulled up a black stone flag and threw it out, and the flag was precisely inserted between him and Doomhammer, "Duel! Winner," he raised his head, his eyes radiating cold light Looking at the chief of the tribe, he said word by word, "Be the king!"

"Is this what you want to see?" Doomhammer continued to question the orc chieftains. Some chieftains lowered their heads guiltily, not daring to look directly into Doomhammer's sharp eyes.The great chief finally looked at the group of death knights covered in black robes, "You also think the same?"

"Our allegiance is to the tribe, no matter who its master is." The leader of the death knight Talon Gorefiend replied.After completing the reincarnation ceremony, the former shadow council warlock seemed to have a big personality change, from the original madness to the ultimate calm and rationality.

This is good news for Doomhammer, as it means that the death knights remain neutral.He smiled coldly, and held up the war hammer with the same name as his surname, "If you want to die, I will die for you. The Mafia family will be reunited today. Red, send my regards to your father!"

"It's you who should go to hell!" Reid roared not to be outdone.With rumbling steps, the two stout orcs charged at each other without fear.
The warhammer and the long-handled warblade collided and made a fierce sound. When the gap was immediately revealed, although Red Blackhand was strengthened by the Shadow Crystal, it was not enough to make his physical fitness reach the hero level. The quality of the long-handled warblade is several grades lower than that of Doomhammer, which made Red Blackhand completely at a disadvantage in the first round.

After fighting for a few rounds, the expression on Doomhammer's face became more and more contemptuous. No matter how powerful the power is, it requires skill, and Reid Blackhand is a pure slut, basically ignorant of spellcasting, so his fighting style Nothing fundamentally changed.

The Hammer of Doom quickly caught Redd's flaw, and the hammer suddenly accelerated to break through the opponent's block, and hit Red's chest hard, but the familiar heavy blow did not come, and Red's body suddenly went weak. It melted, and the warhammer seemed to be struck in a cloud of liquid.At the same time, a purple-black ray of light suddenly extended from Red's war blade, leaving a bone-deep scar on Doomhammer's body.

Shadow form, this is a trick taught to Red by the Skull of Gul'dan in the past few days when he wasted all his energy. It can make the body into a shadow, and can be almost immune to physical damage. It is very effective in fighters' confrontation.

Reid still had at least a little bit of tactical thinking. He knew how to use the ultimate move without being able to use it, so he easily reversed the situation. Doomhammer seemed powerless to fight back. He attacked in vain, but in the end it would only add more wounds to his body. .

Not only could these shadow energy-attached wounds fail to heal, but they were still eating away at Doomhammer's vitality, so in the end the great chief could only take a defensive position, and the situation looked very bad.

Red was attacking vigorously, and as he continued to force Doomhammer to retreat, the orcs watching spontaneously roared in cheers.But to the ex-Chief's son's dismay, he could only inflict some skin damage on Doomhammer, a seasoned warrior who defended his vitals well.

Just as Doomhammer retreated to the edge of the field, Red finally lost his last patience, "Face your death! Coward!" Red roared, drawing a huge purple-black arc with his long-handled warblade, blocking the All of Doomhammer's retreats.

This open and close move will put the body in a short-term stiff state, so Red feels bad when he is halfway through it.Of course Doomhammer would not let go of this opportunity. The warchief jumped up and hit the ground with a hammer.The ground cracked and let out an overwhelmed moan, and then an astonishing shock wave brought endless smoke and dust and hit Red like a huge wave.

As an epic fighter, Doomhammer is of course proficient in the concussion technique, and he didn't use it at all in the previous battle, obviously for...

One hit kills.

Reid was completely unprepared, and didn't know the power of this vibration. Although the Shadow Body could greatly avoid physical damage, it seemed helpless against this vibration frequency that directly acts on the molecule itself.Red's shadow body nearly collapsed in the blink of an eye, he could only quickly touch the state, blood gushed out, instantly dyed him into a blood man.

Red's body nearly collapsed, and the severe pain eroded his nerves. At the same time, the Skull of Gul'dan roared angrily from the bottom of his heart, "Idiot! Let go of your soul! Give me your body! If you don't want to die!"

Reid subconsciously followed suit, he opened his eyes suddenly, the familiar mysterious light made Doomhammer quite surprised, and even the momentum of charging was delayed a bit.

But at this time, Red or Gul'dan would not give him a chance to react. The strong shadow power condensed in the hands of the orcs, turning into a huge energy impact, and instantly hit Doomhammer's chest. The methods of the former epic warlock were not limited to this. Almost at the same time, the shadow energy accumulated in Doomhammer's original wound suddenly exploded.

Doomhammer let out a short roar of pain, and then flew out backwards uncontrollably, but Rend or Gul'dan didn't have the slightest desire to fight, and immediately turned into a shadow and fled away.At this time, his body was on the verge of collapse, and the existence of Gul'dan's remnant soul had been exposed, so he could no longer stay any longer.

Talon Gorefiend looked at the direction in which Red was fleeing. As a former shadow council warlock, he was very familiar with that aura. The death knight moved his fingers, but in the end there was no movement.

The orcs present were stunned by this reverse-reversal duel. They looked at the direction where Doomhammer fell in a daze, vaguely waiting for something.

Doomhammer's injuries were horrific. There was not a single intact part of his body, but the tough orc warrior miraculously stood up, as if he was fine. "Gul'dan..." the orc warrior murmured, gnashing his teeth, this damn warlock, even death can't stop his evil.

He looked contemptuously at those chiefs who were silent like cicadas, his disheveled faces looked extremely hideous, "Who else?!" He roared loudly, as if the earth was trembling for it.

No one answered.

The Wind of Recovery began to take effect. This necessary skill for a hero-level fighter allowed Doomhammer's wounds to heal quickly. At least it didn't look so scary, but only Doomhammer knew the inner weakness. Red Gul'dan last The blow was not only a serious injury to him, but also a powerful curse of weakness cast on him.

Doomhammer estimated that even if he recovered, he would have at most [-]% of his strength left, but he had to maintain his superficial fearlessness, because these dissident chiefs were like wolves at this time, and as long as they showed the slightest timidity, they would He pounced on to eat his meat without hesitation.

The chiefs gave in, and Halkan, who jumped out first, gave up immediately. He swallowed and said dryly, "We obey your orders, Great Chief."

Doomhammer nodded, and reason told him that now is absolutely not the time to pursue, "We must gather together and fight to the death! With this strong fortress as a shield, we will make those humans submit and destroy them!" He took a breath, and continued Howled loudly: "This is our last chance! Lok'tar o'gar! For the Horde!"

"For the Horde!" The orcs shouted in unison. Compared with when they took the oath here two years ago, the voice was much weaker and quite chaotic.

No one seemed to notice that the brothers Saurfang, whom Doomhammer had always regarded as confidantes, were missing. The warchief sent them back to the rear to ensure the smooth flow of the remaining retreat routes and the safety of the Dark Portal. After all, there are still many in the Southern Continent. The remaining human rebels and aliens within the tribe.

It was clear that, no matter how much he tried to inspire people, Doomhammer couldn't convince himself that he had no hope for the outcome of this last stand.

(End of this chapter)