Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

There are eighteen Fire Blade Swordmasters, but there are a hundred Glory Orcs surrounding the Swordmasters.

However, this group of young men had honor in their hearts under Gaiaan's teachings, and did not rush forward to besiege. There were only eighteen sword masters and eighteen golden orcs who took action, fighting one on one to plant the flag!

Garrosh, Yorin, Sora and other famous second-generation warriors are very powerful and can fight evenly with the Burning Blade Masters who are ten or twenty years older than them.

The remaining Glory Orcs continued to be responsible for the blockade and cheered at the same time.

"Damn it! A bunch of ignorant brats! You are helping the orcs' mortal enemies!" Old Dal's opponent is Garrosh. The offspring of this old friend has a strong desire to fight, and relying on the healing ability of the Holy Light, he completely abandons defense, which makes the old swordsman quite frustrated.

In particular, in addition to these eighteen people who went into battle, there were many more Glory Orcs who were always watching them vigilantly.

"Tell me, little boy of the Hellscream family, your father fought for the tribe, but you chose to be a dog for humans!" Old Dahl tried to conduct psychological warfare.

"You old fellows don't understand anything! This is my choice, and it is also the right choice for all orcs. Only the Crusaders can save the orcs and change the fate of Draenor's destruction!"

Garrosh looked fanatical. No one knew what Garen had taught them, but they admired him so much.

"Little guy! Do you think we orcs can coexist peacefully with humans? The hatred between the two races has long developed into a matter of life and death."

Old Dahl tried to make a final persuasion.

"Greenskins are greenskins, brownskins are brownskins. You have to understand that we Mag'har have always stayed in Nagrand. We have never been contaminated by demon blood, never participated in invasion wars, and have never been stained with the blood of innocent humans!"

As soon as Garrosh finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck and immediately activated the Holy Shield!

The translucent golden barrier blocked Old Dahl's fatal decapitation!

Just now, Old Dal took advantage of the half-second moment when Garrosh was distracted while speaking such a long passage, and immediately seized the opportunity to use a fatal leap to kill Garrosh.

However, Garrosh was also quite alert. A ray of holy light appeared, and then he activated Bloodrage with Holy Shield, and combined with Wrath of Vengeance, his output was like a storm.

As the saying goes, a random punch can kill a master. With Garrosh's high-frequency output and a holy turtle shell, the old swordsman could only block passively and then be pinned to the ground. He is old and his physical fitness is not as good as that of young people.

The fearless and brave Glorious Orcs, the skilled Fire Blade Swordsman with high agility, high dodge and high output, both sides tried their best.

At this time, a Glorious Orc seemed to be at a disadvantage and was kicked to the ground by a high-level Swordmaster. Seeing that the blade was about to chop his neck, the Glorious Orc directly activated the Holy Shield and saved his life.

"Aha! Malkorok, are you able to do it? If not, give up your position as soon as possible. There are many brothers waiting to make meritorious deeds!" A glorious orc with a bird of prey resting on his shoulder armor and a yellow cheetah lying at his feet loudly mocked his fallen companion.

"Shut up, Leorox, or I'll stew your Quinn and Teshik together!"

Roar!

Malkorok's words obviously angered the falcon on Leolox and the cheetah at his feet. They growled at Malkorok together as a warning!

This group of Honor Orcs were indeed the young elites from each clan, but they all had their own training before being Lightforged. Most of them were warriors, and Beastmaster Hunters like Leolox were not excluded.

"Hey……"

The fighting was intense, but Eitrigg was in a dilemma. On one side were the juniors from Draenor, and on the other side were his compatriots who had fought on the battlefield with him. He didn't know who he should help!

However, Eitrigg is from the Blackrock Clan and lives in Gorgrond, while the Burning Blade Clan lives in the Nagrand Steppes. The two sides have only met a few times and there is no question of friendship between them.

Unlike Old Darth and Grom Hellscream, who have supported each other in Azeroth for more than ten years and are full of gay love, he also shows mercy to Garrosh.

"Chief Gu'el, they..." They are of the same roots, so there is no need to rush to fight each other. Seeing the orcs killing each other, Eitrigg looked worried.

"It doesn't matter. The Glory Orcs know their limits. Besides, they are all the fighting forces that Brother Garin values. We will not let them die."

Eitrigg could clearly see the admiration for the Crusader Lord Galen in Go'el's tone. He didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong, but he wanted to return to Draenor so much, to return to his hometown!

"Breakout!"

Old Dal had obviously fallen into a disadvantage. He came to his senses at this moment and realized that if he didn't leave, the last swordmaster inheritance of the Burning Blade Clan would be cut off. The low-level swordmaster beside Orgrim could not carry the banner of the Burning Blade Clan at all. The seed must be preserved!

More than a dozen orc sword masters each used their mirror images. Most of them could only create one mirror image, while Old Dal and several top sword masters could directly create two!

Then, dozens of orcs were seen advancing towards the encirclement of the Glory Orcs from all directions!

"Hey, old man, you want to run!" Garrosh suddenly exerted force to force the old swordmaster to change his moves and dodge, and then took this opportunity to shout: "Glory to the orcs! Dedication! Holy light shines!"

All the Glory Orcs swung their weapons, which emitted dazzling light, and at the same time a portion of the holy light poured into the ground beneath their feet.

In such a large-scale group attack, the Glory Orcs enjoyed bathing in the holy light, while the mirror clones of the Sword Master exploded one after another under the burning of the holy light and disappeared completely.

The true bodies of the sword masters could not open their eyes in the dazzling light and even began to shed tears.

Soon, each Sword Master was hit by the Hammer of Justice the moment they lost their combat effectiveness, and were captured while unconscious.

"Come on, Eitrigg, I'll take you back to Nagrand." Go'el said to the old orc.

Eitrigg witnessed the power of Holy Light again, and he could only say that the orcs’ defeat was not unfair.

The Honor Orcs escorted the Swordmasters to the White City, while G'el took Eitrigg back to Nagrand.

Go'el planned to let him follow his elder brother Garin on a voluntary basis after seeing the lives of the orcs of the Mag'har United Horde, rather than forcing him to become a follower directly like the diehard sword masters.