Chapter 423: : Glory and Salvation of the Orcs

General Nazgorin looked calm, listening to the eager words that Kukalon rushed in from time to time to report on the front line.
The Resistance had rushed into the outer area of ​​the underground fortress and was now marching towards its middle area.
Kukalon couldn't hold it, no one doubted it.
It's not just the disparity in military strength, this gap cannot be bridged even if one counts personal strength.
Most importantly, some unintended ideas have begun to emerge in the Kukalon army.
The leaders opposite are Thrall, Durotan, Orgrim, and King Saurfang, which is enough to illustrate the problem.
It is true that they are radicals, and it is precisely because they are radicals that are full of tribalism, so they respect these orc heroes more than ordinary people.
What's the point of futile resistance in a civil war doomed to fail?
In the face of the instability that began to appear inside, General Nazgorin didn't say anything, but just continued to perform his duties and kept his loyalty.
Because he couldn't blame the soldiers, because this was a civil war without right and wrong.
Now hope can only be placed on Chief Garrosh. I heard that deeper in the fort, the Chief Chief used the power of his heart to control and began to transform and sublimate a group of loyal generals and soldiers.
To put it plainly, is to focus on the energy of twilight, so that the orc twisted into a huge powerful monster.
Garrosh originally chose himself as the first orc to receive power infusion, but Nazgorin refused.
A qualified orc should not rely on that external force.
Honor, loyalty, bravery, as well as the sharp axe in his hands and the armor on his body are all fundamental.
Garrosh did not persecute too much. Instead, he let Nazgorin go to guard the passage in the middle of the fortress, and the Kukaron soldiers who followed him all were orcs who did not want to receive the power. Can see some changes.
Nazgorin is also very clear that the chief warrior has excluded himself from the core circle.
It doesn't matter, as long as you can deal with what you insist on.
Half a day later, the fighting sounds from the upper part of the fortress were getting closer and closer. Like a death knell, the fragile mind had already collapsed while listening to the pressure of the enemies' approaching.
The heavy authentic iron gate was blasted open and flew out under the impact of the Arcane Torrent.
Gamor took the lead, and rushed in with a huge axe shining dark golden light, and a charge knocked down several Kukalon guards in front of him.
"My soldiers, I hope you can forgive them, this civil war is not their responsibility."
Nazgorin didn't move, standing quietly at the end of the hall, watching Thrall and the big men behind him, behind him the iron gate leading to the lower fortress.
"Of course, old friend, the tribe will not hold any soldier accountable. They have nothing to do with politics, and so do you."
Thrall also looked at Nazgorin. Although no order was issued, the soldiers of the Resistance still consciously did not launch an attack. They also respected the tribe's overlord.
Nazgorin shook his head. "Then you can attack. For the glory and loyalty in my heart, I will fight to the last minute."
"This is meaningless, my friend, you have fulfilled all your duties. No one can do better than you. Give up. No one will blame you for this. Your glory will not be affected by anything. Sully. "
Thrall sighed heavily and said in a pleading tone.
Nazgorin did not answer, but clenched the red Warlord's Tomahawk in his hand and held it up.
He made his choice.
"Come on, I long for a glorious battle, Lok-tarogar!"
Nazgorin launched a lone charge towards the Resistance, just like 10,000 years ago, the resolutely jumped into the portal and went alone to the Argus world to block the Burning Legion and the orc hero Brox of Sargeras.
War is always so cruel. It will not give a warrior a fair chance. The tide-like army will drown it. It is the only ending.
Nazgorin, an enemy, does not have any fancy skills and magic. He is a pure warrior. All he has mastered is the combat instinct that has been practiced countless times.
The orc general is proficient in the warrior's three-line specialization, and his attitude switch and control of anger have reached a level that he wants.
"For an orc, your Overseer doesn't even bother me."
King Varian's Artifact Great Sword collided with Nazgorin's great axe, and then a large number of sparks burst out, and the distance was again widened.
"You, the human king, still look at it."
Both are pure warriors, and they are also very disgusted with politics, but they are also involuntary.
The coalition forces intended to contain Nazgorin first, then blasted the iron gate, and the army continued to move forward, so that they did not have to separate their lives from the respected orc general.
But Nazgorin clung to the iron gate, and whenever someone approached, he rushed back and smashed any enemy trying to blast the door.
In desperation, there is only one choice.
Nazgorin is very strong, but he is far from invincible.
Under the siege of the army, the orc's armor became torn, countless cricket wounds were spread on the body, and his left hand was no longer able to hold the sharp axe again.
In the final blow, Thrall waved the Doomhammer sharply, pointing at Nazgorin, and a dazzling blue thunder shone on the hammer, turning it into a dragon attacking the Orc general.
When the sharp ax fell to the ground, Nazgorin shook his body a few times, trying to keep himself standing.
But he failed, and the orc's legs were no longer able to support him, and he knelt down on the ground, then fell suddenly.
"For ... the tribe ... Lok-tar ... Ogar ..."
There was a loud noise behind him, the sound of the iron gate being successfully opened.
The main force of the coalition forces immediately advanced into the depths, and a group of big men gathered around, and Thrall turned Nazgorin's body over and made him face up to the sky.
Did not let shaman, priest or druid treat him, everyone can see that ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The orc general has been rescued, his body has been harmed to such an extent, and has been fragmented It's different.
"Rest in peace, Nazgorin, your name and glory will endure forever in the Horde."
Thrall sorrowfully, looking at the dying orc general.
At this moment a whisper filled the hall suddenly, and it seemed that a will to exist suddenly came.
Gamor tilted his head, and the whisper seemed to be communicating with the tauren.
A moment later, Gamore yelled in excitement and nodded.
"The Lord of Dawn saw what Nazgorin was doing. The Lord said that the glorious and loyal warrior should not end in his own hands, so ..."
The big brothers were just as excited when they heard the words, and couldn't hide their expectations.
If Lord Sarodal wants to save people, then Nazgorin can't die if he wants to die, and those who Titan wants to protect haven't heard of anyone being pulled away by the of death.
A dawn dawn penetrated the thick ground and shot directly into the underground hall, shrouded in Nazgorin's scarred body.
The orc's body recovered quickly as if the rewind button had been pressed.
"Let him have a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, you can see a lively Nazgorin."
Sarodal's voice echoed in the hall, and the crowd couldn't help thanking them immediately.
"He is just a special case. The next time there is such a serious injury, I will charge him!"
Serious for only three seconds, God's old hooligan nature was immediately revealed.
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