Chapter 415 Durotan and Doomhammer

The red light in the sky is getting stronger and stronger, as if there is a pile of fire burning across the sky, but with the color of blood, sprinkled on the rolling sea of ​​clouds below, it is full of magic. The light of the hue makes the sunrise on this high mountain even more beautiful.

The Black Swamp is located in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Azeroth, and Anyang faces the direction the orcs are about to climb up, just in time for this beautiful view.

Perhaps the season at this time is not suitable for enjoying the sunrise. The red light is not too thick, the sunrise is not perfect, and it is very short.

Soon, the blazing golden sun emerged from the horizon of the sea of ​​clouds, and shot the first rays of light toward this high mountain. The rays of light were like swords. In an instant, it cut through the distance and hit the high ridge, against the black background. The mountains and white snow also hit the silver armor.

This scene is so sacred and magnificent, no wonder it attracts so many climbers!

Anyang narrowed his eyes, and it took him an instant to get used to it.

Sunrise is over!

The orcs riding on the giant wolf are especially fast, especially in the process of climbing the mountain, they quickly distance themselves from the large troops behind them. Among them, Durotan of the Frostwolf Tribe and Orgrim Doomhammer are the first. , Gradually, they have approached the position of the top of the mountain.

The pass that this group of orcs are going to cross is very close to the ridge where Anyang is located. It is just below this mountain peak. As they continue to run forward, as long as they look up and look here, they can immediately see the narrow and steep at the top. On the ridge stood a silver-white silhouette, covered with tight alloy armor, which was very conspicuous.

(Note: In the original book, Orgrim Doomhammer belonged to the Blackrock clan and was a friend of Durotan. After Durotan's death, he overthrew the black hand and seized power and became the chief of the entire orc tribe, but in the movie he was Durotan's adjutant. Belonging to the second in command of the Frostwolf clan, so.)

Anyang can already see those strong and tall figures. Facing the front two heroes who are famous among orcs and highly respected among Warcraft players in the real world, he stood up and walked steadily in the dangerous narrow. Walking on the ridge, I intend to take the initiative to say hello to them.

By the way, he took out his phone and poked it to light up the screen.

"System, how about helping me with the translation work?"

"It's not my function."

"But you're a mobile phone, you don't even have the translation function, so you're too embarrassed to be a mobile phone?"

"My essence is the time-space shuttle master system."

"Well, as far as we use the function of the time and space shuttle system, you only provided me with the default language conversion of Azeroth, but the plot of this mission involves two worlds, and you have no language in the world of Draenor at all. Don't give me a default conversion, isn't this your negligence? What if I want to disguise myself, um, and temporarily learn the art of transfiguration and disguise to join the orc tribe?"

"..."

"You default?"

"Friendly reminder, the selectors are getting more and more advanced recently!"

"Look, the friendly reminders are here, and you know what to do. Don't put rigid programs on me, you must know how to be flexible!"

"..."

"If you don't speak, you don't have it by default?"

"Draenor orc language sync translation is ready, only valid in this world!"

Anyang shrugged, and after feeling the change in the dark, he put away his phone.

What is only valid in this world, it is all bullshit, with a biological auxiliary chip, he can record the language translated by the system and compare it with his original words to create a file, or enter it into the real-time translation system that comes with the armor, it is quite to master the language.

All in all, another great victory in the battle with the system!

Anyang walked on the top of the clouds, like walking on a tightrope, on both sides were bottomless mountain cliffs connected to the sea of ​​​​clouds, but he was walking on the ground until he calmly walked down the ridge, and the group of more than three hundred people. The silhouette of the orc warrior became clearer in his eyes, and the huge footprints on the snow were clearly visible.

finally--

A frost wolf with a shoulder height of more than two meters found him and suddenly raised his head and roared at him.

Immediately afterwards, the orcs who were marching at high speed stopped in an instant, and the sudden stop under the rush of the giant wolf made snowflakes fly, and the orcs looked up at him, all of them surprised.

It should be hard for them to imagine that there are still people at the top of the Red Ridge Mountains that traverse the continent, and they are still walking on such a steep ridge, and then they looked down a little and saw the almost vertical cliff that was difficult to climb, and they suddenly became more Surprised, how did this man get up there?

Durotan restrained the crotch of the Frostwolf, realized that something was wrong, and shouted: "Prepare to fight!"

The brave and belligerent orcs held their weapons one after another, and immediately raised their heads to look at the insurmountable ridge, roaring and shouting to prepare to fight. But they slowly waited for the figure covered in silver and white metal to walk slowly towards them like a walk in a garden, because they knew that they couldn't get up on their own.

The mist in the early morning scatters the sun that is not hot, and a faint Buddha light is dimly lit above the mountains, and the circles reflect this scene like a fairy tale.

Anyang walked to the end of the ridge, jumped suddenly, and turned on the propeller at the same time, and the soles and palms of the feet sprayed out light blue or white with yellow flames, making him suspended in the air, and then slowly flew towards the orcs on the ground, until Parked a few dozen meters away from them.

Seen up close, these orcs are truly mind blowing!

They generally have a height of two meters three or four, and have big shoulders and round waists. The heavy armor, the arrogant air rushed to the face.

Anyang thought to himself that if he stood in front of them, he would be almost like a child.

Fortunately, their skin was naturally brown, not green, ie, not contaminated by Gul'dan's fel energy.

He stopped his gaze on the strong orc standing next to Orgrim below, glanced at the Frostwolf banner of the group of orcs, and asked, "You are Durotan? The son of Garad, the chief of the Frostwolf clan. , Durotan?"

The orc raised his head suddenly, held a thick and powerful chopping axe beside him, and stared at him with squinting eyes: "Who are you, you look like a draenei, you are from this world Human? But how do you know my name?"

Anyang chuckled lightly, and then turned his eyes to Orgrim who was carrying the giant hammer: "So, you are Orgrim Doomhammer?"

Orgrim quietly squeezed the huge warhammer and said to him indifferently: "I bet, if you pretend again, I will tear you to pieces!"

Anyang teased and said, "How do you tear me apart, throw out your hammer and knock me down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an orc roared and threw the heavy weapon in his hand towards him.

Anyang hurriedly lifted off to avoid the blow.

I have to sigh that the temper of this group of orcs is really too violent, but they are also a race that advocates force and nature, yearning for glory, and they respect the most powerful and upright warriors. This is especially reflected in Durotan, but in After Gul'dan came to power, that began to change.

At this moment, the orcs below let out contemptuous hisses, and some let out a deterrent roar.

"Weak human, do you only know how to hide on it, how dare you come down and fight with me!"

"Come down, knock him down!"

Anyang didn't speak, and directly called up the ion shoulder cannon, and the automatic aiming system accurately hit the shoulder armor thrown by an orc.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and no flames exploded, but the heavy shoulder armor, which weighed at least tens of kilograms, seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. It had to roll and landed back, sinking deep into the snow with a thud.

The shoulder armor, which looked like a big lump of steel, had been seriously deformed, and even had several huge cracks.

The orcs gasped. They were brave and warlike, but that didn't mean they were reckless!

There is no doubt that they felt the great strength of this man in this blow.

"Magic, that's the power of magic!" Durotan murmured to himself, looking up at Anyang full of fighting intent, the two fangs slowly wriggling at the corners of his mouth looked particularly tyrannical and powerful, "Mage, do you think it's up to you? Can the power of one person stop us?"

Anyang shook his head: "You misunderstood, I just came to say hello to you, I just want you to remember me."

Without waiting for Durotan's response, he began to lift off slowly: "We'll see you again, Durotan, and hopefully we can stand together then."

Durotan looked at him suspiciously, and Orgrim's expression was full of confusion.

Anyang flew a distance, but stopped in the air, turned around, and the missile bay quietly opened.

A scream pierced through the snow!

Several mini-missiles shot out from his arm in an instant, hitting the mountain top that the orc army was about to cross like several meteors, causing a shocking explosion, accompanied by a deafening loud noise.

boom!

The flames shot up into the sky, and the shock wave lifted the thick layer of snow, causing the ground to tremble.

Durotan's body trembled, and the Frost Wolf "Sharp Teeth" under his crotch was a little uneasy, but he couldn't care less about comforting him, so he could only shout up to the sky.

"Dodge!"

The orcs present basically belonged to the Frostwolf tribe, and they naturally obeyed the words of this great chief, and immediately dispersed to find a place to hide.

In less than two seconds, the snow layer closest to the missile's impact began to collapse under the sway of the explosion, and it suddenly swept down like a rolling turbulent river. This is the unstoppable force of nature. pushed to the ground.

This is still the first snow layer to fall, and no avalanche has formed. When these snow layers continue to descend, if the Iron Tribe led by Gul'dan is unlucky and happens to be on the route of the avalanche, it will be the power of destruction, even if it is Horribly strong orc armies also suffered heavy losses.

The snow continued to slide down, and the top quickly returned to calm, but there were two places where the snow was slightly collapsed.

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