"We are almost there...and you will soon know how glorious it will be for the warriors who stop our pursuers...This is a lucky thing, believe me!"

Reid Blackhand, the leader of the Black-Toothed Laughing Clan, gritted his teeth and hacked the last flying magic bat to death. The deck behind him was already covered with the corpses of these weak demons, and on the island in front of him, Gul'dan

His entourage has landed and set up a defensive line. They are summoning demons, obviously to stop the pursuers, which makes Red, who is about to dock, itch with hatred.

"They summoned demons, brother, there are too many of them!"

Maim Blackhand put down the telescope in his hand. The brave Blackstone Orc gritted his teeth and said to Red:

"Brother, take the Sword Master and some soldiers and go around the back of the island! I'll hold them back from the front!"

"Maim! You will be in danger!"

Red looked at his brother, who was holding the black iron war hammer without fear. He looked at his brother and said in a deep voice:

"I'm not afraid of danger! These Twilight Hammers and demons can't defeat me so easily! Brother, don't forget who killed my father, you must cut off Gul'dan's head for me!"

"good!"

Reid turned around, and the orc's eyes were beating with indescribable violence and determination:
Chapter completed!