Ogram went to an arrow tower specially, and he suddenly found that many dead human soldiers had broken legs.
Jumping off the arrow tower Ogram found the black hand. "It seems that there is something wrong with the big chief. The human elite is not."
The black hand raised his hardened black hand and pointed to it. Roars and roars were everywhere, banging and fighting kept coming.
"It is obvious that weak human beings are still resisting."
Ogram, even if he doesn’t want to admit it, is really so fierce that he can’t deceive people.
At this time, an outpost came back to report, "Report that the chief human defenders are retreating to the west harbor! But there are walls and moats in every block of human cities, and the resistance is very fierce. "
"Ha ha ha! Stupid human! " The black hand laughed and laughed.
Ogram then saw by fire that almost every big house in the city was built by human beings, and barricades were built at every street crossing, trenches were dug and small positions were formed.
Looking at the fierce resistance, it seems that it is going to fight street battles with the tribe.
"Street fighting?" See here Ogram finally couldn’t help but let out a sneer.
At that time, the Delaney people had shining light (holy light) to help them with excellent weapons, but the Delaney people still couldn’t keep up with the most individual fighting power in Shattas. In the street fighting, Ogram didn’t recognize any race that could beat tribal warriors.
Black hands laugh wildly. "If there are more outer walls in human cities, and they defend all their troops to the wall, the tribe may have to pay more sacrifices, but are these weak humans stupid enough to fight street battles with us? Hahahaha! ？”
This time, not only Ogram, but all the chiefs next to the black hand echoed and laughed.
"Ha ha ha! No warrior is the strongest warrior, orc opponent! Those throwing guns and crossbows in street fighting are not good for human beings to die! "
With a wave of his hand, the black hand said, "You can’t let a human escape if you attack overnight. He fights for your convenience, but the head of the other big chief should be left to me!"
"Yes!" The chiefs of these small and medium-sized clans were so happy that they were ordered to return to their clans one by one to command the troops.
"Ogram! You lead your people to the port as soon as possible. I don’t want to let another human escape. "
"white!"
Is it false that the orcs are not tired after days of siege?
However, the sense of high spirits brought by the invasion of the enemy capital makes every orc full of energy, and there is no more discipline and cooperation, leaving the orcs near Stormwind, which can be said to be they nest.
They killed every street and alley in Stormwind.
Killing people when they see novelty and good things, they just grab the shiny gold and silver utensils. Animals don’t feel anything, but it may be good to make dental ornaments after melting. But when they see human excellent weapons, especially sharp tomahawk, animals often fight with each other for these rare advantages in their eyes.
Because this is a moment of victory and a gift from the chief.
The rough roar of orcs and the long queues holding torches filled every road and street in Storm City, and the wanton footsteps gradually replaced the fierce fighting.
No orc wants to know where all human beings have gone. Maybe human beings are hiding in those big rooms called churches and shivering. Every ugly green face is not only ferocious, but also oppressive and ecstatic after a long time.
Victory!
Although human beings have caused them a lot of trouble, victory is victory!
Suddenly, several clusters of huge light beams gathered near a huge building in the west, reflecting the huge Huang Jinshi flag on the building surface, which was one floor high.
At the same moment, the orcs heard strange sounds to be continued.
Chapter 15 【 Maggora 】 ()
"Boo hoo-"The melodious horn seems to come from outer space and ancient universe.
Desolate and heroic
Reminiscent of the yellow sand all over the world, reminiscent of those days when the most ferocious beasts had to fight in extremely harsh environment in exchange for a chance for their people.
Kill or be killed.
The weak have no vitality and the strong dominate everything.
This is the original sound, which also evokes the hidden memories of several orcs.
How many years have you not heard of this number?
[Maggola]
Orcs all know that when a warrior challenges a chief to take his place, it is the most sacred duel ceremony [Makgora]
One to one!
Winners get everything!
Few people know that this conflict and dispute resolved by orcs to determine the ownership of chieftaincy [Makgora] can also be applied to hostile races.
Of course there is.
"Tribal chief black hand! On behalf of my king, King Ryan Urien of Stormwind, that is, the chief in your eyes, I propose to you [Makgora]. Do you dare to take up the battle? ？” Duke sounded in the middle of the night in most of Stormwind. I don’t know if it was magic or something, but this orcish slogan made the 100 thousand orcs who broke into Stormwind hear it clearly
Big Chief Black Hand and Ogram took their Qinbing to the streets of the storm old town, and their bodies were suddenly shocked.