"Okay, I believe in your promise." Orgrim finally sighed helplessly.

"The chief can really take it and put it down." Although Brad wanted to kill Orgrim now, he had to make a recipe for the other party in his heart.

"So that's the case." Orgrim raised his head, hung the warhammer around his waist, and restored his true nature to the chieftain, saying: "The war has come to this point, and there are enough sacrifices. Remember your promise."

Brad breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The trouble chief unleashed the air barrier and we will end this war together."

"Hear?" Orgrim did not look back, but just said, "Let's untie the barrier, it's no longer necessary."

A warlock behind Orgrim glanced at Brad coldly and turned away. After a while, Brad felt that there was no barrier.

Brad summoned the red dragon, flashed on the dragon's back and said, "Great Chief, please."

Orgrim nodded and summoned a broken sky beast.

"Tell me the order, stop the killing." Brad and Orgrim issued the order at the same time.

Brad and Orgrim flew up together, and announced their orders while flying. The fiercely fighting alliance and the soldiers and generals of the tribe were extremely puzzled, but they stopped when they saw the orders issued by the marshal and the chief themselves. The battlefield here gradually calmed down with the orders of the two.

Both sides began to shrink their forces and began to confront each other, and neither side relaxed.

Finally, the entire battlefield calmed down and was silently treating the injured soldiers. Brad also sent a message to Kadega to warn them not to attack.

As time passed, the core generals of the alliance gathered to Brad. The tribe's generals were still there. The alliance saw Orgrim roaring loudly on the tribe, and many people were arguing with him. Especially the leader of the Crow Man had already begun to get tense.

Soon, the news spread. All the soldiers on the battlefield knew that the tribe had surrendered, and a decisive battle between the tribe chief and the alliance marshal was about to start. Although many of the alliance soldiers were puzzled why the war was won inexplicably, it did not prevent them from being happy. Victory was a good thing.

However, the morale of the tribe plummeted. They looked around at a loss, and they didn't understand what was going on. Why the tribe suddenly surrendered now because of the superiority.

The old king appeared on the periphery in a cloak wrapped around his body, and Alsace was next to him.

"Father, has this war really won?" Arthas was still in doubt.

"It was a victory, I didn't expect it." Orgrim was also slightly excited.

"Then why did he duel with Orgrim?" Arthas asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Even a strong man like Marshal Lothar was killed by Orgrim, why should he?"

Orgrim glanced at his son, turned his head and said slowly, "Just because he is the marshal of the league, he has such qualifications."

"What marshal, they were privately proclaimed, and there was no resolution of the King's Council, he was not yet." Alsace said with jealousy.

"I think he is not, but I am afraid that this matter will not be possible. Even if the Kings meeting disagrees, how about you and me? Can you still choose a person who can intimidate the strong men of the alliance? I am afraid that if we replace Brad, the marshal will be unable to move forward, and no one will be stupid enough to accept this position. Although I don't want to admit it, the marshal of the alliance now belongs to Brad, and can only belong to him. You are not unclear about the power of it, but you are just deceiving yourself and not daring to face reality." The old king pressed down on Arthas' shoulder and said earnestly: "If you still want to do this now, I can tell you clearly that you will not be Brad's opponent in your life, then I will give up my face and not reconcile with him, so as not to cause a big disaster to Lordaeron."

"I know I'm wrong, I'll make a correction." Arthas lowered his head and admitted his mistake with a red face. He thought for a while and said, "Actually, there's no need to worry. He will die this time."

"I hope too, but I always think things won't be that simple. Have you ever seen Brad do stupid things after being ruined by you?"

"Maybe he was blinded by Marshal Losa's death."

"It's not impossible." The old king's eyes floated into the distance, and his voice was calm and firm: "So, let's prepare for both. If Brad is really killed, I will immediately take over the alliance army, destroy the tribe with thunder, and then quickly control Orgrim and Jasper Corner in their hands. Jasper Corner still have many good things, and the engineering factories alone can make up for Lordaeron's losses this time."

"What if Brad was lucky enough to not die?"

Orgrim looked at Brad's figure and said, "If there is no death, I will try my best to urge Jade Leader to establish a country. It is better than Jade Leader. The key is that I will throw out the big cake of UltraLang, and I believe he will not be moved. In this way, we can compete with the old guy Gene. Although Jade Leader has gained a lot of benefits, we Lordaeron can still maintain the position of the leader."

Arthas nodded and said, "The Jasper Collar and Kultilas are intimate, which can affect Kultilas and Dalaran. Moreover, Varian of the Storm Kingdom is extremely respectful to Brad, and the Storm Kingdom will follow her. My father is indeed far-sighted, but does this work? After all, we have a great revenge on Jasper Collar."

"Yes, it's really a big revenge." Orgrim sighed with a complicated expression: "Do you really think the fall of Lordaeron is an accident? Think about his previous strategies and achievements, you will have an amazing discovery. Lordaeron's fall was not a coincidence. Now his anger has been released. For the sake of his territory, he will no longer refuse."

Ignoring Arthas's contempt, the old king continued to say quietly: "However, his life and death are indeed unpredictable this time."

The alliance generals surrounding Brad were also trying hard to dissuade Brad from duels. This time the tribe was unprecedentedly powerful, and the tribe was also full of masters, and the alliance generals were all carrying minor or serious injuries.

While the injured general released the Holy Light Technique, Fording dissuaded: "Marson, your life now does not belong to you, don't think of the old Marshal. The alliance can never lose a Marshal again."

Moore thought for a while and said, "Sir, let me fight on your behalf."

Brad waved his hand and said, "You don't need to persuade me, I'm determined."

"You don't know how powerful the epic peak is." Braumux said loudly: "Yes, I know you have many methods and have killed several middle-level epic strongmen, but I want to tell you that the epic peak and the ordinary epic strongmen are completely different. I don't understand what is wrong with you, and you have to duel with him. As long as we continue to fight, the tribe will definitely be defeated, so why do you have to take risks yourself?"

"Of course I am powerful at the peak of epic, but this battle must be carried out. I will kill him with my own hands to avenge the Marshal." Brad squeezed out of the crowd, clasped his cane and said, "Orgrim is ready. I finally ordered you to wait. If so, if I have any accidents, I must prevent the tribe from jumping over the wall."

The dispute over the orcs has ended, and it is obvious that Orgrim has suppressed the dispute with his prestige.

Orgrim slowly walked out holding the hammer and shouted loudly to the alliance: "Master Brad, don't tell me, you can't even control your own generals."

The generals of the league glared at Orgrim, but no longer stopped Brad, which was related to the dignity of the league.

"Why?" Aurelia, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "Didn't you always oppose the barbaric showdown of the generals? Haven't you always emphasized the victory thousands of miles away? Why do you have to duel now?"

"Aleria, I'm sorry, if I have any accidents, I will forget me." Brad stopped and said with determination: "As for why I was so impulsive this time, it's very simple, because I am the Yuan-Ship of the Alliance." After that, he continued to walk towards Orgrim with one hand.

Everyone was stunned. They suddenly understood that this time Brad was not only to avenge Lothar, but also to regain the dignity of the alliance. He wanted to use his life as a bet to prove that the marshal of the alliance is not inferior to the tribe.

"I, Orgrim, swore with the soul of the ancestors. The tribe wants to surrender. No matter whether I live or die after this battle, the tribe will put down the ice blade." Orgrim said when he saw Brad standing in the distance.

Brad also held up the Holy Sword and said loudly: "I swear with the heroic spirit of Marshal Lothar that the Alliance will not kill the tribe army that it is headed. No matter whether I live or die after this battle, the Alliance will not kill prisoners."

"Okay, please feel free." Orgrim held the Hammer of Destruction tightly and smiled: "Since that's the case, let's have a big fight."

Brad pointed his sword at Orgrim, and his momentum also rose. He said in a cold tone: "The Marshal's death is not that he is not as strong as you, but that the weapon is apart from the problem. This time, I will use this sword to cut off your head and place it in front of the Marshal's tomb, so that you can repent for thousands of years."

"Losa is indeed great, but if you lose, you lose. How can you get so many reasons?" Orgrim patted his neck and said loudly: "It depends on whether you have the ability to get it."

"Then let's fight." Brad said as he began to summon the demon guards.

"I heard that you are a warlock, so I will give you time to summon you, save me from killing you, and make people laugh at my epic peak for bullying you a hero's scum." Orgrim tightened his weapon, the warhammer arc in his hand flashed, and his momentum became stronger and stronger.

"Great Master, what are the instructions?" The demon guard bowed and saluted.

"Kill him." Brad said that and began to recite the spell again, and the strong elemental fluctuations began to turbulently.

"Affect your will." The demon guard stepped on the ground with his left foot, and rushed out with his two swords... (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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