Losa was extremely brave, capable of fighting, and did not lose any disadvantage in the confrontation with powerful orcs.

Although he was wearing heavy blue and gold-patterned heavy armor, gorgeous and sophisticated, he did not restrict his movements too much. He could easily avoid the heavy hammers that the orcs had swung recklessly, and then pierced their bodies with a sword, or dodged their attacks and cut their throats.

Just as elite human soldiers cannot resist these orc warriors, orc warriors cannot resist the human hero Lothar!

But soon, he caught the attention of the black hand.

Honor is supreme in the tribe, and the status of each orc hero is accompanied by honor. There are many ways to obtain honor. Winning a battle and killing a powerful enemy can enhance the honor of the orcs in the tribe. The more abundant the battle you win, the nobler the status of the enemies you kill, and the more honor it can bring to them. Therefore, every orc fights bravely under such a policy, not afraid of death, just to win honor.

There is no doubt that Lothar's gorgeous armor and strong fighting style have distinguished him from ordinary soldiers.

Black hand tilted his head, with a little puzzled look on his face. He immediately spat at the side without looking back. He waved the hammer casually and knocked a human soldier who was rushing towards him with a sword to the ground, and took a step forward towards Lothar.

It was also at this time that Lothar's son Karen was in danger and was knocked away by an orc and his weapon fell to the distance, almost hanging by a thread.

The orc raised his hand and stabbed Karen suddenly.

Karen was panicked and turned his head in an instant, closing his eyes as if he was appointed.

Losa arrived at this time and played a powerful father role. He slashed the orc's head with one sword, and green blood shot all over the ground.

"puff!"

Carlo was rescued.

Lothar kicked away the orc corpse that fell on Karen, staring at his son with a look in an educational tone, saying, "Don't try to compete with them with brute force, they are far stronger than us, be smarter, we can..."

Before he could finish his words, Black Hand had already walked behind him, grabbed his back armor with one hand, and threw it back suddenly.

"oh!"

Losa rolled in the air for several times, crossed a distance of five or six meters high, and fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

His facial features were wrinkled together due to pain.

Losa instantly recovered from his awakening, patted the dust on his chest, looked up at the black hand that was walking towards him, turned around and swept the big sword that fell in the distance, took out the musket at his waist without hesitation, and aimed it at the black hand.

The country black hand who had never seen a dwarf musket was a little cautious, but he mistakenly regarded the musket as a cold weapon. He squatted down and instinctively held the musket with his empty left hand. The next second, a fire and huge smoke exploded, with a loud bang.

"Bang!"

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere and minced meat flew everywhere!

Black Hand's left palm was suddenly shattered, leaving only his arms.

"ah!!!"

He hugged his left hand and screamed in pain.

Losa raised the musket and looked at it, as if he was satisfied with the power.

Anyang watched this scene not far away, his eyes twitched. He glanced at the musket in Losa's hand and said, "He will take revenge on you."

Lothar joked: "I welcome him to blow my palms up with a musket."

Anyang smiled and said no more.

And at this moment, his eyes turned and suddenly lit up.

An orc dragged a slave out. The captive had a slightly greenish bronze skin, about the same height as an ordinary human. It was not as strong as an ordinary orc, so strong that it was covered with muscles, nor had the thick fangs, and only the small canine teeth around the mouth.

The protrusions on his chest, slender thighs and long hair that looked slightly curly but also looked a little beautiful, all illustrate his female identity.

Garona!

The legendary thief of Azeroth in the future!

However, she is still a slave now, extremely depressed and miserable. She wore an iron collar around her neck, and an iron chain as thick as a baby's arm was connected to it. The other end of the chain was tied to the orc.

Anyang immediately grinned, rode his horse slowly across the battlefield, and walked towards the half-human and half-beast mixed-race child.

It's not in vain that I have observed for so long and finally found you!

It ignored the human soldiers and orc warriors fighting fiercely on the battlefield, opened its palms and pointed it to the side, and with five fingers contracted. It struggled to capture a heavy hammer weighing 100 kilograms in its hand, and threw it to the side, and immediately smashed an orc who was rushing towards him.

Then the big sword flew into his hand, which was thrown out by him again to pierce the chest of an orc who was blocking the way.

An orc rushed out halfway and wanted to attack him, but hit a layer of transparent shield. The honest orc was stunned.

This shield is not like Kadega's arcane barrier. It does not flash blue dazzling light, nor does it surge arcane magic energy visible to the naked eye. It is just a layer of barriers like air. It cannot even be discovered without hitting it, which makes the orcs a little confused.

In less than half a minute, Anyang had already rode his horse to Garona.

Of course, there is the orc who is holding Garona.

But he was a little stunned at this time.

He had already noticed the human magician who had been walking towards him. His slow and unstoppable pace moved him, especially the powerful force that destroyed all the orcs that blocked him, which made him unable to even resist at this time.

But the orc's glory did not allow her to retreat first, so he gritted his teeth and suddenly lifted the war hammer and rushed towards Anyang.

"puff!"

A strange ancient sword that was thin in their eyes pierced his throat.

The orc's heavy body fell down.

Anyang pinched a sword technique with his fingers, and the ancient sword immediately flew out of the orc's throat and fell into the palm of his hand.

He smiled and looked at the somewhat tragic mixed-race slave, saying, "Garona, I see your name in your eyes."

Garona came to her senses, held the chain around her neck with both hands, looked at him and said, "Who are you, how do you know my name, what do you want to do?"

An Yang chuckled, and the ancient sword cut off the iron chain with a swing: "I want to give you freedom, um, that's it. You are free now, you can leave here at any time, but if you want your identity to be recognized by a certain ethnic group, um, you can try to stay."

Garona was stunned, staring at him with her eyes tightly, as if she wanted to see his specific intentions clearly.

Before she could react, Medivh's magic was ready.

The guardian's hands gathered a surging magical energy vortex, and finally recited a spell, and slapped the magical energy to the ground.

"boom!"

Magical energy spreads on the ground like a spider web, forming twisted lines emitting strong light. Each magical energy emitting light spreads to the soles of an orc who was polluted by evil energy. Then, dazzling light explodes from the ground, and muffled sounds come one after another.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

The evil energy of the green-skinned orcs themselves was stimulated, and a blazing green light began to corrupt themselves.

Like sulfuric acid!

"ah!!!"

"oh!!!"

The orcs screamed and whined endlessly. The few remaining human soldiers stood in the center of the orcs in a defensive posture with shields and big swords. They were already ready to die in battle and were extremely surprised. They looked around at the gradually falling orcs, their eyes full of unknown reasons.

The wailing and screaming quickly became silent. In just a moment, all the green-skinned orcs were killed or injured.

Durotan, Black Hand and others were stunned, and they even put down their weapons powerlessly.

Durotan was still calm. He raised his hand and looked at his skin, then looked at the survivors around him, as if he understood something.

"Feling..."

The surviving soldiers were filled with gratitude and began to look at the strongest black hand.

As the great chief of the Iron Tribe, Black Hand, even though all the soldiers surrounded him, the enemy was large and we were few, and even if the other party had a powerful master who could control evil energy, he was still calm and opened his mouth and let out a roar of demonstration.

Then...turn and run!

The orcs are brave and follow traditions, and the chiefs take the lead in running away, how can they not keep up?

So, the surviving orcs began to run away.

Orgrim Destruction Hammer was very loyal at this time. When he escaped, he saw Durotan being in a daze and pulled him.

"Durontan, run!"

The two of them rode a war horse at the same time and left with other orcs riding frost wolf.

Lothar and the remaining knights, the officer's eyes sharply, immediately rode on the war horses and chased the orcs, leaving only a few people to guard them.

Medivh withdrew his hand, looked at Kardga, ​​who was also under the arcane barrier, and waved his hand to disperse the barrier. Then he grabbed the staff, swung it around and carved an arcane energy array, and pinched the energy key of the portal with one hand.

Kardga asked quickly: "Where are you going?"

Medivh stared at him: "You, with the Prophet, bring them safely back to Stormwind, I must return to Stormwind!"

After a pause, he said again: "You did a great job today!"

Kardag nodded immediately.

Medivh turned his head and nodded slightly at Anyang not far away. With a bang, his figure and the arcane array disappeared instantly.

Anyang withdrew his gaze and a curved curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Everything is in the plan!

He turned his head to look at Garona who was still standing in front of him and was a little confused about the situation. He slowly straightened up and pulled the reins and rode away.

Garona blinked, looked at his back, reacted quickly, and quickly prepared to escape.

Yes, in her eyes, this noble person gave her a free choice, not to run away!

However, only Anyang gave her a choice, but no one else was there.

Several fully armed soldiers immediately surrounded her with heavy shields and great swords, and surrounded her, next to her was an officer riding a horse.

Garona immediately panicked and looked at Anyang.
Chapter completed!