I, who traveled to Chunwu, entered Stalingrad again?

"You can leave at any time, Your Highness."

Alsace declined the food and water bottle offered by Lieutenant Marwyn, staring at the altar in the distance and said, "Then act, I have a hunch that there is still a fierce battle waiting for us ahead."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The next journey went smoothly. Zaimuza and others first defeated another group of orcs blocking the way at the foot of the mountain. This time, the enemy only had seven or eight infantrymen. Although they fanatically shouted the slogan "Lok'tar ogar" and launched They made a heroic and fearless charge, but despite the huge difference in numbers, they did not cause much loss. No one was killed in the entire company, and the two wounded were healed by the holy light of Alsace in time, so they were not seriously injured.

Not long after walking up the mountain, Zai Muzuo and the others found a small road beside the road leading directly to a small orc camp.

The resistance here is even weaker, and there are only some old, weak, sick and disabled in the camp. As Uther said, the main force of the orcs here has been wiped out by his silver hand, and those wolf cavalry and guards are probably their last strength.

The lightly wounded soldiers with the strongest combat effectiveness in the defending army were quickly and easily dealt with by the attacking human infantry. They formed a group of three, one used a shield to block the attacks of the orc warriors, and the other stabbed the orc warriors with a broadsword. The soldier was already injured in the chest, and the last one chopped off the hideous head of the orc warrior with his sword.

Immediately afterwards, the infantry used the shield wall to easily block the hidden arrows from several holes in the ground, pushed forward and demolished them, pulled out the hard workers inside and chopped them into meat sauce with wild swords.

The final resistance took place in the central hall of the orc camp. There were some orc women with the same blue face and fangs who were relatively thin. They had simple equipment and poor martial arts skills, but they swore to die. They yelled and couldn't understand The result of the rush of the orc language was just to smear an extra layer of blood on the human sword.

Unhurriedly pulling out the long sword from the corpse, Cai Muzuo kicked open the wooden door of the hall, and then suddenly realized.

Hidden inside is a group of orc cubs. They gathered in a corner of the hall, holding sticks, pitchforks, and hoes as weapons, watching the human soldiers who rushed in shivering, not all of them Orcs don't take death seriously, at least not these cubs.

In addition, there was a severely wounded orc who couldn't move and was put on the ground, and was covered by the cubs behind him.

"Your Highness, what are we going to do with these guys?"

Zaimuza frowned, turned to Alsace and asked.

Alsace thought for a moment before making a decision, and wiped his neck towards everyone.

Zaimuzuo understands that dead orcs are good orcs, and the so-called peace-loving "dove" orcs have moved in with Thrall, and the remaining ones will not get rid of their evil, so will they continue to raise tigers as they did before?

So he shouted to his men who were still hesitating:

"As long as he takes up arms, he is considered a warrior! Let's do it! For the dead soul of Steinbrad! Do you want to make the mistake of ten years ago again?"

Thinking of what happened to the residents and comrades in the small town of Steinbread, hatred drove the soldiers to pull out their long swords.

"Wait! Human! There is no honor in your behavior!"

Seeing that the clansmen were being massacred, the severely wounded on the ground struggled to stand up, yelling in broken lingua franca.

"Glory? You deserve it too? Go to hell and confess to my brother!"

A red-eyed human soldier quickly stepped up and dealt with the noisy orc seriously injured with a few swords. After stabbing a few times bitterly, he was sure that the opponent was dead, then suddenly dropped the long sword in his hand and burst into tears. Another veteran soldier silently patted Rubbing his back to comfort him.

"He has family in Steinbrad?" asked Arthas.

"That's not true, Your Highness, his younger brother is in Sergeant Sean's squad, and Old Bill next to him is his uncle."

Zaimoza replied that this team was almost wiped out in the previous operation to lure the enemy.

Arthas was silent for a moment, and then gave the order.

"Search this area, don't let a green beast go!"

The soldiers carried out this order earnestly. As expected, there are warriors and there are cowards. They found some hidden orc laborers and cubs in the haystacks of the stables and hidden cellars, and also found windfalls.

A short, fat, bald old man was locked in a large iron cage at the back of the camp. His whole body was covered in black dirt and charcoal, his long brown-red beard was stained with oil, and his hands and feet were still covered. Putting on a heavy iron chain, it looks quite funny, just like a clown in a circus.

"Arthas! Prince Arthas! I am the dwarf of Ironforge, your ally! Not those dirty green-skinned monsters, tell your men to let me out! Hey, watch your sword, buddy, almost Poke me!"

The old man seemed to be very excited when he saw Alsace, and he slammed the big iron cage. It seemed that there was a huge power hidden under his funny figure.

"Are you... Ironfoot Furio? The advisor under Muradin Bronzebeard?" Alsace looked at the dirty face covered in dirt in front of him, and the familiar face gradually became the one in his memory. correspond.

"Yes, yes, it's me!"

Hearing Alsace call out his name, the dwarf named Ironfoot Furio stroked his beard happily.

"Why are you here?"

"That's a long story."

Warcraft - Scourge of the Undead: Chapter 135 Chapter 120 Chapter [-] Finally See you

Alsace didn't rush to ask the whole story. Ironfoot Furio's life as a prisoner was obviously not very good, because the long-term malnutrition made him walk a bit erratically, of course, it may be because of wearing the shackles for a long time. .

So everyone patiently waited for the dwarf to gobble up a large piece of jerky, and took a gulp from the water bag before telling their origins.

"I came here to find the rumored black dragon cub Hillinox. It is said that the blood of the black dragon can give weapons great power."

"Just you?" Alsace asked, frowning.

"No, we have a whole expedition team here, besides me, there are more than 30 good guys, equipped with the best muskets in Ironforge, plenty of ammunition, and the sturdy scales that Shirley Knox is proud of Vulnerable to us."

"Then you succeeded?"

"Cough, well, it's just a little short."

Iron Foot Furio smiled awkwardly, and used his thumb and index finger to draw a little distance.

"Three months ago, we worked so hard and finally tracked down Hilli Knox's footprints. Along the way, we broke Hilli Knox's traps, killed Hilli Knox's servants, and wounded Hilli Knox. Knox's arm. But in the final battle, these orcs attacked and captured us in a dastardly way!"

"In the days that followed, these orcs forced us to dig mines, forge weapons, and build buildings. We could only get a little food for the heavy labor day and night, and if we were not careful, we would be beaten severely. Let us not escape, sometimes I really want to find a chance to end it myself, but hatred makes me stick to it until you come. I remember this kindness, and I owe you my life, Prince Arthas."

The old dwarf told everyone about their tragic experience from the battle to the capture, and a lot of information was exactly what Zaimuzao and the others needed.

"Where is the black dragon now? Where are the other dwarves?"

Zaimuzuo hurriedly asked, if they were about to face a combination of orcs and a young dragon, they would be in big trouble, and the infantry under his command would really be able to be killed at will in front of a real flying dragon. Rounded and flattened tin cans, as for their own amateur archers, it's better not to count on them.

And if there is a team of dwarf musketeers joining, not only will it be guaranteed to deal with the black dragon, but also the shortcomings of the company's long-range output complement will be made up for.

"Shirley Knox escaped while we were fighting with the orcs. When we were captured, several teams of wolf cavalry chased us. I don't know the result, but at least I have never seen traces of it in this camp. As for my companions, some died in the hands of Hillinox, some died in the battle with the orcs, and the last part died in the heavy labor here! Let me join you, I will lead the way, let's go together Find trouble with these green-skinned beasts!"

Ironfoot Furio probably recovered his strength. He looked around, randomly picked up the double-edged battle ax of an orc warrior on the ground, swung it twice and felt satisfied, and used it as his own weapon.

Just based on his two strokes of lifting weights lightly, everyone knew that this was also a powerful fighter, and they naturally welcomed it.

Except for Ironfoot Furio, they were unable to find any other surviving captives, but the soldiers also found a dozen flintlock guns in a certain cellar, and the bloodstains on them foretold the fate of their former owners Well, the orcs were lucky they didn't melt them into the iron.

Zaimuza was very envious of this, he was more willing to believe in the power of gunpowder than swords and shields, but unfortunately no one could shoot except for the dwarf Ironfoot Furio, even Zaimuza himself.

After all, the previous world played with rear-loading bolt-action rifles and submachine guns. He really didn't know how to use and maintain the front-loading flintlock guns of the dwarves, so he could only order the soldiers to collect them and temporarily put them in the cellar. Wait until this battle is over before making plans.

But he was also very curious, why are humans and orcs still prevalent in heavy armor and cold weapons when dwarf technology has developed to such an extent?In his limited historical knowledge, wasn't the heavy armored infantry and heavy cavalry eliminated by the large-scale rise of muskets?

Under the leadership of the old dwarf, everyone returned to the avenue, and within half an hour they found the strange altar in the open space on the mountainside.

Of course, there was also the orc swordsman sitting cross-legged in front of the altar, holding a skull collar among the many headless corpses and talking nonsense, but there was no one else in sight.

"Be careful! Alsace, he is the orc leader Jubisus I told you about! His sword skills are quite strange, and he also has a very strange way of invisibility. Back then, I was accidentally defeated by a sneak attack."

Hearing Ironfoot Furio's warning, Alsace nodded, instead of rushing forward recklessly like before, he prayed devoutly first.

The power of the holy light surrounded and condensed around Alsace, finally forming a membrane like an eggshell.This blessing can temporarily increase the target's defense ability and reduce the damage caused by the enemy, which is equivalent to an additional layer of armor.

After he had blessed himself, he blessed Ironfoot Furio. Unfortunately, although Arthas is very talented, the days to become a paladin are still too short, and the holy light in his body can't do it for every soldier To the point of applying blessings, after all, a part of the Holy Light should be reserved to heal the wounded.

"Block here, don't let him escape."

After Alsace finished speaking, he raised his warhammer and iron feet with a solemn expression. Furio leaned side by side to the orc swordsman Jubisus. This bald orc seemed to be ignorant of everything around him, still reading the strange inscription speak a language they don't understand.

Zai Muzuo seized the opportunity to command four infantry squads to surround this small mountainside flat in a semicircular formation. Each squad had someone carrying a sack, which was filled with ground flour seized from the orc camp. , the infantrymen began to sprinkle it on the surrounding ground.

This is a countermeasure discussed in the camp. They don't have the legendary anti-stealth props, and they don't know any anti-stealth spells, so they can only use this method.After all, no matter how strong a Juggernaut is, he can't fly. The basic laws of physics should still be followed, and stepping on flour will leave footprints.

The last detachment of infantry served as a reserve, led by Timber himself behind four detachments of infantry.The two teams of archers also came to the last position of the team. They stretched their bows and aimed at Jubisus who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, waiting for an order.

Arthas and Ironfoot Furio stopped ten meters away from the orc swordsman. Their intuition made them feel the crisis and pressure from ahead. At this time, the orc swordsman finally stopped. Whispering meaninglessly, he put on the skull collar again and slowly turned his head.

"You have finally come, the prophesied sacrifice, I can't wait to slit your throat, dedicate your blood to my master, and turn your head into another collection of mine."

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Warcraft - Scourge of the Undead: Chapter 136 Chapter 130 Fierce Battle

In the past, if someone said that one would beat dozens of them, Zai Muzao and the others would just treat him as fart, and they must laugh at it. After all, it is not like they are as strong as Alsace opponent.

But the bloody sacrificial scene in front of him, and the human skull hanging around the neck of Jubisus, the sword master, told everyone that this grinning orc was not joking.

Alsace glanced at the broken corpses everywhere. Like many soldiers, he had never seen corpses before, but he couldn't help his stomach churning when he saw the slaughterhouse-like scene in front of him. There were only a few soldiers in the company. Individuals turn a blind eye to this.

"Who is your master?"

Alsace clenched the warhammer tightly, took a deep breath, and asked in a cold voice pretending to be calm.

He instinctively felt that he was not necessarily the opponent of the orc in front of him, but he also knew that the calm and confidence shown by himself as a prince was affecting his subordinates.As a qualified leader, you must not let your subordinates see that you are as anxious and fearful as they are.

However, Jubisus' violent eyes seemed to see through all of this, he sneered, and replied disdainfully: "Oh, it's not bad for Uther to ask this question, a timid and weak existence like you is not worthy of knowing his name."

"You have committed heinous crimes for Lordaeron and it, and you have paid for it with blood. No matter who your master is, you will pay the price for everything you have done today! Die!"

Perhaps to prove something, Arthas roared and launched the attack first.

However, Jubisus was faster than him, and before he could finish speaking, he had already pulled out a long sword similar to a Japanese samurai sword and rushed towards Alsace.

"Fire arrows!"

Naturally, Zaimuza couldn't just watch Alsace and the enemy single-handedly, he reacted the moment the Juggernaut set off, and immediately gave the order to shoot arrows, but Jubisus's speed was too fast, and the archer's arrows An afterimage shot to the spot.

Although Arthas was amazed by the opponent's speed, the power of the Holy Light and years of hard training kept him calm, and he turned his wrist to meet the hammer.

However, what surprised him was that the fierce confrontation he had imagined did not happen. The moment the warhammer and the katana came into contact, Jubisus' figure disappeared like a popped soap bubble.

Alsace was taken aback, and quickly became alert, put on a stance and moved slowly, in case of a sneak attack that might come at any time, but after waiting for a while, Jubisus did not appear.

The dwarf Ironfoot Furio frowned thoughtfully. This scene made him seem familiar, and he seemed to remember something. He turned around and shouted at everyone:

"Behind! Be careful behind you!"

When Cai Muzuo heard the old dwarf's warning, he secretly thought that something was wrong. After looking carefully, he suddenly found a few shallow footprints on the flour somewhere on the ground.But before he could react, a scream from behind made him turn his head involuntarily, and the scene in front of him almost made his eyes tear open!

Jubisus broke into the two archer squads at some point, and started a one-sided massacre when they raised their bows and arrows.

Many archers didn't come at all and reacted in a hurry. Jubisus had already rushed in front of him. His weapon was really suitable for dealing with archers who didn't have heavy armor but only leather armor. Human limbs and broken arms flew around, and blood mist began to fill the air.

It's not that no one has tried to struggle. Many archers pulled out the daggers at their waists, or simply took up the hardwood bows in their hands to resist.

They tried to attack, defend, and evade, and they tried their best, but they couldn't hit, defend, or hide. The other side cut down all the archers who dared to block him like cutting melons and vegetables. .

In less than ten seconds, a team of archers was wiped out like chickens and dogs. The blood and internal organs splashed around almost dyed Jubisus into a blood man, just like walking in purgatory. came out the same.

What makes Zaimuza's heart sink even more is that with this orc's skill, he can completely kill with one move, and he can completely avoid these splashing stolen goods, but he seems to be enjoying all this on purpose, cruelly killing the soldiers in front of him. The owl's head was disemboweled, and he let the blood splash all over his body without dodging or avoiding, obviously violent and willing to surpass ordinary people.

This kind of lunatic who completely takes killing as a pleasure, he only saw one SS major in the last world.

Some people get excited only by hunting ferocious beasts like lions and tigers, and some people are also interested in scalding ants with boiling water. Unfortunately, the lunatics Cai Muzuo met happened to be all the latter.

"The first team, follow me!"

Although Alsace and the old dwarf were returning to support, it still took time. Of course, Zaimuza couldn't tolerate the second archer team repeating the same mistakes, and immediately led the reserve team to the rear.

Seeing this, Jubisus was happy and fearless, and abandoned the fleeing archers, holding a bloody long knife and slashing towards the wooden seat in a posture of slashing Huashan with one stroke.

Zaimuza was about to raise his shield upward to defend against Jubitus' attack, but the danger prediction that had saved him countless times told him that the enemy was coming from the left, so he changed direction without hesitation. Sure enough, the kite-shaped shield in his hand Timely blocked the long knife stabbing suddenly from the void.

The collision of the long knife and the shield made an ear-piercing sound, and Cai Muzuo only felt a huge force coming from his left hand, and he involuntarily took two steps back.

"It actually blocked it? Can you see through my windwalk? It's incredible!"

Jubitus, who appeared from the void, looked at the humans in front of him in surprise, but both sides had no intention of chatting on the battlefield, and soon they struck head-on again.

The second knife was still blocked, but relying on the crushing force, this knife directly opened the middle door of Timu Zuo. If the shield had a special rope tied to his arm besides the handle, this attack would have been blocked. Fly out.

If the fight continued like this, Jubisus would definitely kill him in no more than ten moves.

Fortunately, Zai Muzuo was not fighting alone, and the other infantry who followed him arrived in time, so Jubisus had to deal with these soldiers first.

Facing such ferocious orcs, the human soldiers naturally didn't talk about martial arts and morality. It was better to say that cooperative combat was what Zai Muzuo had always emphasized to them, and they skillfully launched a siege against Jubitus.

But Jubisus is worthy of the name of the sword master. He first swung the long knife in his hand and swung away the broadsword of an infantryman. Then he leaned his body and dodged the attack of another infantryman. It stuck to the inside of the infantryman, causing the other two attacking infantrymen to throw their weapons, and then stabbed the long knife through the underarm of the infantryman's armor, and the arm holding the sword was so easily removed.

Warcraft - Undead Scourge: Chapter 137 Chapter 130 Anxiety

The soldier whose right hand was cut off was considered a tough guy. After screaming in pain, regardless of the lost arm, he still waved the shield with his left arm and threw it at the orc sword master in front of him.

However, this kind of counterattack was easily dodged by Jubisus again, and he cut his head from the gap between the soldier's helmet and neck guard with a backhand. soldiers' faces.

Then Jubisus easily pushed aside the blade of another soldier, and repeated his trick to get close to his inner circle.

How dare the No.2 soldier let him get closer when he was so horrified?He quickly used a shield to protect himself, in case he would end up in the same fate as his companions, and the soldiers beside him also quickly drew out their swords to rescue him.