Chapter 568 Fate Showdown (Part 1)

The knights of the Stormwind Kingdom rushed into the battlefield, and hundreds of orcs were trampled to death by the iron hooves of their horses because they could not dodge enough. Those who barely dodged were met with heavy blows from the swords and hammers of the knights. The number of knights in this team was not many, only about a thousand, but their appearance accelerated the collapse of the tribal front.

In this life, due to Du's participation in the confrontation between Lothar and Orgrim, it was cut off.

Therefore, this is the first meeting between the two parties in the true sense.

It doesn't matter, speaking of mystery, it's the great sixth sense that makes each other feel each other.

Looking at the popular side, this is the problem of the aura.

Both sides are the kind of very conspicuous and full-bodied characters.

Lothar himself is a giant among human beings. His strong physique no less than that of ordinary orc warriors makes it impossible for him to ride those weak chickens and horses. When he became the head coach of the alliance, Terenas gave him a batch of monster-level horse kings in order to please him.

This huge warhorse named [Light of Lordaeron] was nearly two meters high on its back alone. Its legs felt like those of an elephant, and its weight exceeded one ton. At least four times as much feed as a normal horse should be eaten for a meal.

Compatible with its huge size is its amazing endurance and explosive power. Even with a load of 800 catties, it can still run for more than one kilometer at a speed of nearly 90%.

It is naturally equipped with the most sophisticated horse armor.

And Lothar, who was wearing shiny silver armor, was sitting on it, and he was naturally quite outstanding. With his physique, if you look at it from a distance, some people would believe that even if it was an orc warrior riding on it.

Holding the one-size-larger Stormwind City heraldry shield and the great sword Quel'Zalam exuding bright golden light, no matter who looks at it, he will feel that Anduin Lothar is a god of war who descended from the mortal world.

Orgrim isn't bad either.

Surrounded by a group of ogres who were madly attacking the alliance, Orgrim, who is also quite burly, wielded a black hammer that burst out with flames from time to time, and the long tassels swung left and right as he swung the huge black hammer in his hand. With each blow, the body of at least one alliance soldier, including the man and the armor, was smashed to pieces. The broken limbs and flesh were all ignited by the flames when they were splashed, and turned into small fireballs, falling on the scorched black ground. on the land.

Different from the rough and casual steps of ordinary orc warriors, this strong man moved quickly and cautiously. Even though he was still wearing a huge and heavy black plate armor, it did not affect his agility in the slightest. This pair of plate armor is also not ordinary, even if it is thrown by a sharp spear, the hard armor can still easily bounce the spear away.

"Orgrim* Doomhammer!"

"Anduin Lothar!"

Even though they were separated by hundreds of meters, the two still recognized each other from a distance and called each other's name.

They smiled knowingly at the same time. The opponent is the leader of the alliance (tribe), and he is also the person they have been hoping to find. If they can defeat each other, the morale of the alliance (tribe) will definitely collapse.

That's right, the opponent is the heaviest weight on the balance of victory!

"Fuck me!" Orgrim waved the black sledgehammer that looked extremely heavy to humans, and easily knocked the upper body of a human soldier who was standing in front of him flying.

Ignoring the twitching half of the corpse, Orgrim kicked an orc warrior standing in front of him on the ass, kicking the cursing guy away.

Anduin saw the carnage caused by Orgrim, and resolutely grabbed his horse's belly and rushed into the battle group.

A two-headed ogre found Anduin, and he held up a huge mallet and slammed it down. Under the violent force, the mallet, which was much thicker than an adult's thigh, already made a sharp whistling sound when it passed through the air.

Anduin didn't even use his shield, and didn't make his beloved horse change direction. Suddenly, the huge glaive flashed, and it came first to chop off both heads and the entire shoulder of the ogre. flew.

Like a kitchen knife cutting through butter, Anduin led the Knights of the Storm King's family to rush forward at high speed. He swung the shining sword like a raging wave, clearing away all obstacles along the way.

From beginning to end, the eyes of the supreme commander of the alliance have been firmly locked on the orc warchief.

"Come!" Orgrim roared proudly, almost breaking through the sky.

He also didn't leave Anduin's eyes. Even though the fierce battle was raging around him, any alliance soldiers who tried to approach him would either be killed by Rexxar and other guards with the most violent momentum, or be entangled by the rest of the orcs. Hold on, occasionally one or two warriors rush to Orgrim, and after the black sledgehammer flashes past, there is no more.

Anduin's fast-charging warhorse was a very big problem. Orgrim still remembered how the nasty Twelve Paladins rushed past him and turned the Horde's formation upside down.

Orgrim decided to solve the problem immediately, facing Anduin's horse's high-speed charge, his hammer swung in an undulating arc in the air.

How can a hammer be so light?

Anduin was indeed stunned for a moment.

Orgrim really did it, lifting the weight as if it were light, and wielding the [Doomhammer], which was visually estimated to weigh more than two hundred catties, as nimbly as an embroidery needle.

In the next moment, the huge hammer head accelerated with all its strength and hit the horse's head directly. It was almost foreseeable that a second later, the horse's head would be hit by a terrible hammer, blood would flow from its shattered skull, and then the famous Lordaeron horse would die with convulsions in all its limbs.

The astonishing thing happened again—the highly spiritual horse raised its head suddenly, and avoided the killing blow by a narrow margin. , kicked Orgrim's chest with lightning speed.

"Wow——" Orgrim, who was caught off guard, was kicked, and his whole body fell backwards.

Anduin seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and 【Quel'Zalam】 fell like lightning. In the next moment, Orgrim, the great chief of the tribe, was about to die at the hands of Anduin, the God of War of the Alliance. It was too late, and Rexxar arrived.

The two battle axes, stained with blood, split two bolts of lightning in the void, one struck Anduin's right abdomen, and the other struck his chest.

"Hmph!" Anduin's right arm muscles wrapped under the armor suddenly swelled further, and in this unstoppable moment, the [Quel'Zalam] that had already been cut off had a fluctuation that seemed not to have occurred.

"Dang! Dang!" Twice. Rexxar's twin axes were cut into four sections by the divine sword [Quelzalam] in an instant.

impossible!

Rexxar suffered a big loss.