Chapter 448

When Lothar left, Anyang lowered his head and put his eyes on Medivh.

At this last moment, the guardian is so weak that he is no longer as powerful as he once was.

At this time, he was just a poor old man.

Regret and sorrow mingled in his heart, making his mood at this time particularly complex.

In the process of murmuring and moving the incantation, a line of tears flowed from his eyes with pure blue arcane energy, slowly flowing down his old cheek, like telling the half god's twilight, and the last guardian's sadness.

Until he no longer has the strength, the voice quietly disappears, the eyes also dim down.

Anyang takes a deep breath. I don't know if it's joy or sorrow.

From this moment on, all the knowledge in this tower belongs to him!

Whether it's Lordaeron, Stormwind, night elves, or tirisfah, it's hard to fight with him.

The warrior did not defeat his power, but the mage was too weak to resist his sniping.

It is from this moment that the fight between human beings and orcs, whether King Ryan will die, who will win the duel between Durotan and Guldan, whether Lothar will become the Regent of Azeroth, the future of orcs and a series of other things, as long as he doesn't want to care, are all irrelevant to him.

He just need to slowly learn the knowledge here is enough!

These are the most precious to him. Whether it is to improve his power system, make him stronger, or improve his power system, add another magic to his empire in science and technology and magic, and make the civilization system created by him more brilliant, the knowledge contained in this tower is an indispensable and important resource.

……

The other side.

The honor duel called makgora is still going on!

Gul'dan suddenly punched with green light, and a faint wind could be heard in the air.

"Bang!"

It was a firm blow on Durotan, and it drove him back and forth.

It was when Gul'dan took advantage of the pursuit and established the battle situation at one stroke, he stopped, as if he sensed something, looked back in amazement, but saw that the green light around the dark door had disappeared, which proved that Azeroth and Delano had lost their connection.

"Roar!"

Gul'dan suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and roared, his tusks trembling on his lips.

"What's the matter?"

The orcs around him also followed his eyes and looked back, and there was a sudden uproar.

Without the dark gate, Draenor's Orc army would not have been able to reach Azeroth. Without follow-up assistance, when the human response came, their leading force could no longer be the enemy of the whole Azeroth.

If it is true that the orc troops on this side are not only at a disadvantage, the orcs far away in Draenor's desolate world will also have a very difficult life. After all, their purpose here is to find a new home suitable for survival, which can no longer live in the original world.

It can be said that this door is about their fate, and also about the fate of the entire Orc tribe!

At this time, Durotan seized the opportunity and rushed to Guldan with a roar. He who seized the stupefied God was a blow!

The sound of fist and body contact was endless. Gul'dan was hit by this continuous heavy blow and fell back and forth. He finally opened his eyes and looked at Durotan. However, he saw that the young chief was injured, biting his teeth and pounding at him, as if exerting all his strength.

Almost at the same time, King Ryan, who was far above the valley, rode his horse and stared at it, his eyes flickering as if he was making a decision.

He held back the attack when the dark door was lit. It was his great trust in Durotan. This trust even bet on the life of Stormwind, the expeditionary army and so many captured civilians. Fortunately, he had been observing the front. Durotan had been holding Guldan in check, so that he could not have the dark door!

Up to now, he doesn't know why the dark door is closed, but he can't help it.

Now is the best time to attack!

King Ryan slowly drew the sword of the royal family beside his birth and pointed to the front: "we have the frost wolf clan as our comrades, as well as the shields and swords in our hands. Now let's rescue those captives. We will release our people, and we will defeat these invaders!"

He even ignored Durotan, who was fighting with Gul'dan with honor. He pointed his sword forward, rode his horse forward, and shouted, "we can win this war. Now, charge!"

For a time, a whole elite army hidden in the woods and behind the hillside rushed up and down again.

The Knights galloped their horses, the swords were raised high, the soldiers raised their heavy shields to defend and strike forward, and their hands had touched the dwarf firearm at their waist. They were like a torrent of steel, launching a magnificent charge to the orc camp in the cursed land.

The high level of orcs was completely immersed in this wonderful duel, as if they were pushed to the edge of the war.Different from the confrontation between the two sides in the original scenario, in this confrontation, the human army has taken the lead in the first place, and because Medivh has been killed by Anyang and kadega, no one is responsible for getting through the passage of Azeroth and Delano, the orcs will be left alone and the dark gate that has been painstakingly built will be temporarily reduced to furnishings, and there will never be a continuous stream The orc army is coming out!

Originally, the battle of the human army to save the assault became a decisive battle!

Originally at a disadvantage, they have the capital to face the orcs!

"Rush!"

"Kill the invaders!"

"For Azeroth!"

The cry of the shaking sky is accompanied by the rumbling footsteps. Like the earthquake, the grass and trees are trembling.

In the middle of the camp, Gul'dan was wounded all over. He managed to get rid of Durotan's attack. When he saw this scene, he was stunned. He looked at Durotan, who was opposite to him, and said in a deep voice, "chief, you lead the human beings to attack the orcs?"

"No, I just want to kill you. Only when you are dead can the orcs have a future!"

Guldenton breathed heavily, his arms shook, and the turbulent evil energy immediately rose behind him, rolling and sweeping, gathering into a dark green light cloud: "blow the war horn, all the orcs, prepare to fight, and beat these weak human head-on!"

The orcs, who were standing around, realized that the situation was critical. They could not care about makgora, and turned to run behind them. There are those who call on the clansmen to prepare for the battle against the human army, those who blow the horn of war, and those who wear plate armour and weapons to rush directly to the front line of the battlefield.

Soon, the orcs formed a savage torrent to rush in the direction of the human army.

The two sides collided in the center, and there was a fierce spark.

On one side are the human soldiers in excellent heavy armour, with bright and sharp weapons. All of them are full of the beauty of war technology. Even the shield is carved with gorgeous patterns. On the other side are Orc soldiers in animal skins and rough plate armour. They either have a chopping knife, a heavy axe, or a huge hammer and a wide blade and thick sword. They are very rough no matter what they look like. The savage and rough atmosphere is shocking.

But both sides are the same high morale, fearless, just want to tear each other to pieces!

At the moment when the two torrents converged and collided in the middle, it was the death of many lives, welcoming more soldiers to go on and on!

Even if the human soldiers wear heavy armor and heavy shield, they can't fight against the orcs who are born with physical and power advantages in the face of collision, and they are almost immediately knocked down by the strong orcs. And many human soldiers have taken out their guns and suddenly pulled the trigger. Sparks and white smoke explode in the battlefield. The blaring noise becomes the loudest melody in the war, and the bullets fired by them become the most favorable weapons for human soldiers to fight against orcs.

Human soldiers have been knocked down by orcs, and orc soldiers have been smashed to the chest by fire.

In a very short time, there will be many deaths.

Heroes and leaders of both sides are constantly charging and reaping their lives.

King Ryan went to the battle in person, together with Garona, turayan and others, to kill ordinary Orc soldiers, such as chop melons and cut vegetables. They cooperated with each other and showed superb martial arts and combat experience. Even if they were surrounded by several orcs in the enemy's array, they could retreat all over. On the contrary, many orcs died under their swords.

The black hand and grom among the orcs are no longer there, but ogrem, blade fist and dead eye can still bear the beam. They are extremely brave and go deep into the positions of human soldiers alone. They use their weapons to dash across the country, and they don't know how many soldiers will be killed in a single blow, which is just like the existence of the God of war!

Guldan ignored the tradition of orcs and quietly left the battle field of makgora. What's rare is that Durotan did not pursue him, but summoned his frost wolf companion, took the frost wolf skin and left silently, disappeared in the battle field of both sides.

When he reappeared, he had led the orc warriors of the frost wolf clan into the battlefield!

This ORC with natural brown skin did not attack human beings, but did not help human beings to attack orcs. Instead, he went deep into the battlefield of both sides and rushed to the camp of Guldan bravely. With the brave Orc soldiers, shaman was ready to kill the fallen Orc here.

Durotan always believed that killing Guldan would bring a new future for orcs.

He's right, just a lack of strong people to follow him.

"Roar!!! Guldan, die! "

Durotan, holding the blood guard's chopping axe in his hand, galloped forward on the frost wolf. Every time he wielded the chopping axe, he would kill an orc on the spot. The warriors of the frost wolf clan who followed him also advanced and collided with the orcs with green skin.

Gul'dan's position is getting closer and closer, but the resistance of other orcs loyal to Gul'dan is getting stronger and stronger, and the frost wolf clan is suffering from heavy casualties!

Ogreem, powerless, lowered his huge hammer and stood in the distance staring at the scene.

Up to now, he has been a little confused about whether his choice is right or wrong.Until Durotan fell into the enemy's battle, was dragged down by an orc from the back of the frost wolf, and added a bone seeing wound to his scarred body due to duel with Guldan, at last, ogrim couldn't help it.

He roared, turned around, and rushed there with his hammer.

One of the orcs saw through his intention and rushed to stop him, but Orgrim didn't even look at him. He ran forward like a heavy tank without stopping. He danced two times in the air with the handle of the hammer of destruction in his hand and crashed into the orc's chin.

"Bang!"

The weight of the hammer is up to 100jin. It swivels forward to impact. It collides with the orcs who come forward with the weight of hundreds of Jin. Both sides contain strong power. Naturally, it is dull and thunderous, but the power of Orgrim is stronger after all, and the power of the hammer of destruction is not covered.

The orc's jaw exploded with blood, and then he flew out and fell unconscious.

With a single blow, ogrim killed the orc, and in such a tyrannical way!

He and Durotan will soon be together. They look at each other in silence. If there is no superfluous words, they all rush towards the position of Guldan.

Beside is the deafening sound of killing, the sound of gold and iron, the shouting of human beings, the dull roar of orcs, and the main melody of war.

No matter what the result is, no matter for human or orc, it is doomed to be a war that can be recorded in history books!

……

The windward path connecting the twilight forest and the sad swamp, which was sunny not long ago, has become gloomy and dark. The clouds on the top of the head are thick. It seems that some monster has swallowed up the light. The quiet and dark forest and the reed in the distance are dried up, which makes it more terrifying.

At the center of the gloom is the karazan magic tower.

Anyang moves forward silently and picks up Medivh's drumstick.

This staff with the full name of "etiyesh guardian's legendary staff" is undoubtedly the legendary thing in the whole Azeroth staff. The holy treasure that the magicians dream of, once made kadjar even feel frightened when he took it, but it fell into his hands so easily at this time.

Anyang glanced at kadega, who had passed out of coma completely, and the body of Medivh, who continuously radiated huge energy from the pool, and directly put the staff into the portable space, then went down, step by step to the huge library of karazan, and casually turned up a book to read.

This ancient book is just called the principle of arcane energy. It can be regarded as a more profound and difficult book in magic.

Before long, he stopped.

Anyway, there are so many books here that he can't finish reading them for a while. He can't understand the meaning of these books in a short time. He has to scan and archive these knowledge as soon as possible, so it's much more convenient for him to learn or enrich the Empire knowledge base.

Anyang put most of his books back in place. He has made up his mind to occupy the castle in a short time.

In order not to be disturbed, to be able to focus on scanning, he had better have a legitimate reason.

It's a good choice to cooperate with kadjar. After all, it's a nominal Guardian successor!

And This fellow is also very good to coax!

When Anyang returned to the top of karazan, he found that the remaining arcane energy in the McGrady style was gradually tearing the space here. Seeing this scene, he took a breath of cool air, as if he expected the day when the whole tower top was swallowed by the distorted void very slowly.

"Hiss..."

It's hard for him to imagine how powerful the power is to tear the space with the power overflowing from his body after his death.

Fortunately, I am familiar with the plot. Otherwise, how could such a semi God exist and be defeated by human beings?

Anyang thinks about it, and moves kadjar out of the way to prevent him from being torn to pieces by the spilling power of Medivh's death.

Although It looks like he beat Medivh.

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