Losa raised his head again and looked at the sky sweeping over the gray clouds, his face couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

"Where is the Guardian!"

When he lowered his head, he still couldn't see Medivh's magic, but he saw an orc riding a black wolf.

Whether it was the Frost Wolf clan or the orcs who were ambushing in advance, they all did not ride mounts without exception, so this orc was so conspicuous in the battle group.

Moreover, his body is extremely tall, far stronger than ordinary orcs, even half a head taller than Durotan, and a circle stronger. He is wearing thick orc plate armor all over his body, two complete velociraptor bones behind his back, and a nose ring on his nose, his eyes are sinister and full of fighting spirit!

Lothar recognized him instantly. They had fought with each other, and he interrupted the orc's left hand.

As for now, the broken palm has been replaced by the steel hard claws.

The black hand rode the black wolf and began to charge, galloping across the camp of human soldiers, easily reaping his life. When his steel palm was stained with blood, he stopped, his eyes crossed the narrow battlefield and looked into the distance of the Black Stone Path, and suddenly opened his mouth and let out a muffled roar.

As if responding to him, the earth began to tremble slightly, and black smoke and dust soared into the sky on the other side of the black stone path, fast and fast, as if an army was coming with unstoppable forces.

Lossar suddenly felt something was wrong. He raised his head for the third time and shouted suddenly: "Medivh!"

Anyang suddenly appeared on his left, holding an Azeroth halberd in his hand, and blocked a heavy blow from an orc for him with a bang.

His hands remained unmoved, but the long halberd made of steel kept trembling because of the collision with the heavy hammer, as if telling what kind of strength this not-so-strong arm had just endured.

Immediately afterwards, a sword tip pierced out of the orc's chest, which was Anyang's ancient sword.

"Don't yell, I can feel that Medivh's current strength is very unstable. You will disturb him from focusing!"

Losa cleanly dealt with an orc, squinted his eyes and asked, "Unstable?"

Anyang nodded and did not speak.

Medivh's mind has been struggling to fight against Sargeras' will, and he has never given up his efforts to regain his physical and mental freedom. This seemingly endless tug-of-war has caused Medivh to be recurring in a periodic manner, sometimes peaceful and sometimes crazy. To outsiders, he seems to make an incomprehensible decision at all times, and often completely overturned his previous views and views on something, and his strength occasionally goes wrong.

Now he is in a battle between two wills. He is kind and eager to protect humans and fulfill the accusations of his guardians. He is trying so hard to guide the arcane magic energy, but the evil will continue to affect his mind and try to stop him from helping the humans below. Sargeras's soul seems to be more willing to see him being despised by humans because he does not participate in the war.

Even if he wins such a fight, the consequences will be serious!

Anyang thought so, and looked up unconsciously. Then he pinched the sword technique with his left hand, concentrating on controlling the ancient sword to rotate and flow beside him, and cooperated with the long halberd in his right hand to deal with one orc after another. It looked like a lion walking among the sheep.

At this time, the situation was critical, and Lothar stopped asking more questions, but only reminded him again: "Now it's up to you, protect the king!"

"I can." Anyang nodded and walked all the way to the edge of the mountain wall. He suddenly stood up and leaped, and climbed up in the eyes of countless orcs and human soldiers with his feet on the bumps of the mountain wall with his feet, and his body rotated and moved, as if he was walking on this vertical mountain wall.

With the help of this place higher than the battlefield, he also successfully saw this large army that shocked him.

"hiss……!"

Countless orcs riding giant wolfs rushed over. Their steps stepped on the ground and brought up a black smoke and dust that soared into the sky, gathering into a torrent. Originally, Durotan and his Frost Wolf clan warriors were only a few of them struggling to break through. When this torrent arrived, they were instantly submerged in the distance.

What's so annoying is that this unit is much larger than in the movie.

This is the chain reaction caused by the "prophet", and it is also the sequelae of the failure to persuade Orgrim to surrender.

Because of his arrival, Stormwind City strengthened its guardian power and even sent a palace mage. With Orgrim's wisdom, he could not imagine this. So in order to prevent his foresight, the orcs strengthened their strength without hesitation, and...

Anyang ignored the ordinary orc warriors in the torrent and looked at those special individuals.

They were not wearing thick plate armor, but mail or leather armor, but anyone could see their strength.

Some orcs held shields in one hand and hammer in the other, as if they were a barrier, with a blue light shining all over their bodies. Other orcs saw them as if they saw hope in life; some orcs were inlaid with gems and huge wands, and enchanting light was reflected around them, showing agility throughout their bodies, making people feel the devastating terror of the natural elements; some orcs were wearing simple armor, but they were very fast and extremely agile. They held big axes in their hands, revealing their solemn heroic spirit, like a ruthless violent warrior.

"That's...shaman?"

Anyang suddenly opened his eyes wide, felt a wave of bad things, and quickly summoned out his armor.

He never saw a shaman in the movie, and he didn't expect to see it here!

These shamans that are equivalent to those of the orcs, cheerleaders, nurses and prophets, and even sometimes even can carry their own swords and fuck them, are not that easy to deal with. At least for themselves, they are undoubtedly threatening.

Layers of nano armor poured out from behind him, quickly covering his whole body, turning him into an armored human form.

Anyang stood still, staring at the approaching troops in the distance.

He had already called out the shoulder cannon and turned on the automatic defense system. Any orcs who attempted to rush into him would be ruthlessly attacked by the ion cannon, and such a strong and irritable attack form was obviously not something ordinary orcs could withstand.

Therefore, although he stood still, the damage caused by the whistling light ball was far higher than before. Almost one after another, orcs opened their eyes wide and looked at the light blue light in the air flashed, tearing the skin and flesh on their chest, or hitting the thick plate armor to sink, and countless dense cracks appeared.

The orc army is getting closer and closer, and with the forces sent by Stormwind City, they will undoubtedly make the balanced battle situation one-sided.

The black hand should not be so smart, so Orgrim is surprisingly cautious!

An Yang's face was gloomy, and he looked at some of the shamans who had stopped and chanted, and he realized that he had to stop them.

With a bang, the thruster was already opened, driving him out of the ground.

Then there was a mechanical sound of kaku, and the armor plates on the silver-bright armor opened one after another, revealing the mini missile bay and micro missile honeycombs. All the weapons systems included were locked in the group of orcs rushing towards them under the action of the fire control system, especially those special individuals.

"Aim, launch!"

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

Countless white smoke and flames rose up from him one after another, and missiles, large or small, rushed out with long tail flames, blinking like a meteor, hitting the orcs running in front, causing a shocking explosion, and black dust swept across!

His ion shoulder cannon was not idle either, and was continuously firing forward with maximum power and maximum firing rate. A light blue and nearly white ion light ball flew out of his shoulders, roaring in the air and hitting forward, basically hitting the shamans accurately.

The shaman is still an orc, unable to escape from the flesh and blood body. At this time, he did not even form defense and inevitably suffered heavy damage.

Both the orcs and human soldiers seemed to be shocked by the shocking explosion. Looking at the rapidly rising and extinguishing flames, the black dust that was blown up and flying all over the sky, and the deep pits of all sizes on the ground, they all looked at Anyang, the initiator, floating in the air.

The fireball like a meteor no longer flew out, but the light blue light was still pouring out, still roaring in the air, constantly rushing from his body into the formation of the orc reinforcements behind him.

It was also at this moment that Medivh on the top of the mountain finally calmed down and prepared his spells.

A pure blue light lit up in his eyes, and his hands suddenly gathered a strong vortex of arcane energy.

"Boom..."

The dark clouds in the sky swept up quickly and kept rotating, like a tornado forming a cirrus like a tumbling tide on the top of the mountain. It was majestic, with lightning constantly raging and tumbling, and long currents in the clouds gathered towards the top of the mountain, making it clear.

This scene was like a miracle, particularly shocking.

suddenly--

"boom!"

A strong and violent current storm down. Whether it is a human or an orc, it will explode as long as it is hit, showing its powerful force and inviolable majesty.

The places where these currents bombarded each other like a line separate the vast majority of humans and orcs, but the currents did not dissipate after the bombardment. Instead, they gathered into a screen to block both sides, separating the orcs from most humans in front of them.

Anyang opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene with the perfect special effect, swept the battlefield again, but his heart skipped a beat.

He has been fighting in depth in the orc formation, and it is expected that he is separated by a lightning barrier. However, because the gap between the two sides' forces is not that big, Losa did not escort King Ryan away, but instead fought with the orcs himself...

Now, not only Karen and others behind the palace in the original plot were separated by Medivh, but even Lotha was separated.

They had about twenty soldiers, but they would face all the enemies just now and the army of orcs who were rushing to support them.

Anyang unconsciously looked up at his head, then lowered his head, his eyes no longer had the ease and ease he had before.

Then, let’s fight!
Chapter completed!