"Of course you have to remember me, because I will become your nightmare!"
The words spoken by Duke in the Orc language were still echoing in Orgrim Doomhammer's ears. It was like mockery, but it was also like a nightmare that he could never escape from.
Great Chief Blackhand brought his guards to Orgrim's side and roared, "You know that human mage?!"
"Of course! It was this Duke Marcus who repelled the surprise attack of my men and me! I had already killed my way to the human chief's throne at that time! "
Blackhand's face twitched. Of course, he knew that the best way to deal with spellcasters was to find stronger ones. But he had no choice. The orders from the Shadow Council had not been cut off, and he could not even find a single Warlock.
Grabbing Orgrim's shoulder with one hand, Black Hand pulled Orgrim's body over and roared. Spittle flew all over Orgrim's face as he gave a death order. "Now is the time for you to wash away your shame! My adjutant! In order to prevent you from escaping, Deadeye will keep an eye on you! Go — "
Orgrim's facial muscles twitched as if he was electrocuted. The word 'shame' deeply stimulated Orgrim's nerves.
He did not argue. In the eyes of the Orcs, failure was failure. There was no way to refute it.
The Great Chief was merciful enough that he did not execute him immediately because of this. Even though he still had the anger of his good friend Durotan's death buried deep in his heart, he knew that this was not the time to challenge Blackhand.
"Follow me!" Orgrim waved his hand, and his elite Beastmen charged towards the small hill not far from the Mirror Lake like a murderous flood.
Beside the elites of the Blackrock clan led by Orgrim, there was also a fierce army marching side by side with Orgrim's army.
It was Kilrogg Deadeye's Bloodring Clan elites.
The Bloodring was once the most powerful clan in the Horde. They still had a shocking number of people and powerful combat power.
Unfortunately, they ran into Duque, who didn't have a Warlock to suppress him.
If they were the evil darkness that drowned the earth, then Duque was the light of dawn that washed away the shadows.
In the morning light, Duque's entire body was shining with golden light. Behind him was a Stormwind Lion Flag.
Duque stood at the top of the hill and looked down at the thousands of orcs who were crawling over like ants.
"Hahaha! Darnielle, help me carry the flag. I want to let these guys know that Stormwind is not to be trifled with. Hahahaha! "Duque's maniacal laughter reached the ears of Darnielle, who was responsible for carrying the flag.
Unknowingly, Darnielle had also become ambitious.
He had often heard about how awesome Duque was, but he had never seen it for himself. He had never felt it so vividly.
How many orcs were down there?
There should be at least tens of thousands of them. This was a power that could destroy an entire kingdom.
But could Duque face it so proudly?
Looking at Duque bathed in the morning light, his entire body radiating brilliance, Darnielle was momentarily entranced. It was a kind of fanatical hero worship.
Duque? A great general overseeing the battlefield?
No! Using his own strength to shake the terrifying orc army that numbered in the tens of thousands, this had long surpassed the scope of a general.
If the simple-minded Darnielle had to think of an adjective, it would be … God!
The guardian of the entire kingdom!
At the foot of the hill, the orc warriors were fortunate enough to meet a human mage who was going all out without their own Warlocks suppressing them for the first time in the Elven Forest. Once the huge fireballs were hit, they would immediately release all the energy contained within them. The terrifying impact easily tore apart the grass and blew up the tree roots. The sputtering flames spread directly to the orc warriors.
Fear of fire was the instinct of most creatures.
That kind of burning sensation that exceeded the limits of the body wasn't something that every warrior could easily overcome with courage and surmount.
Thirty-six huge fire magic formations continuously tilted the water tank-sized fireballs. This was a firestorm that was even more intense than a meteor shower.
Many orc warriors were blown into the sky by the fireballs. They fell and howled before being swallowed by the flames. In no time, they became corpses that emitted a disgusting burnt smell.
The flames from the explosions continued to shine. Darnielle, who was behind Duque, could not help but narrow his eyes. Not far from his field of vision, even though many orcs were burned alive, more orcs had already entered the final charge. Their line of defense was spread out in an arc, neither too closely packed nor too sparsely spread out as they surrounded Duque.
Of course, the forty-degree incline of the mountain path had slightly slowed down their speed. But for orcs who could climb mountains as easily as eating and drinking, this was not too much of a problem.
Their advance did not slow down at all.
"Cover your ears!" Duque suddenly said.
Darnielle did as he was told.
In the next instant, a long river of flames suddenly appeared at the foot of the hill, immediately cutting off the orcs from entering the field.
Then, there was a series of explosions.
Those were the cannonballs that Duque had scattered on the hill in the morning. Because of this, Stormwind's few griffins were exhausted. Because the Horde had found a new direction to attack the city, the cannons placed at the main gate of Stormwind City had all lost their purpose.
With limited transportation, these cannonballs could not be pulled away, so it was better for Duque to play with them.
Just as they stepped halfway up the hill, the cannonballs that had been detonated by the fire kept exploding under the orc warriors' feet, creating pillars of fire mixed with mud. Brave and determined faces continuously fell in the flashes of the explosions, and the enraged orcs continued to advance toward the top of the hill over the corpses of their companions.
They were still nearly 300 feet away from Duque. At this distance, the orcs could not do anything to Duque.
But Duque could rely on his control of the elements in the surrounding sky to open up all the Arcane Fire Magic Circuits without hesitation, pouring magic onto the hill.
The deafening sound of the explosions shocked the entire orc army, and even the human warriors on the outer walls of Stormwind City more than a thousand feet away.
Even if it was the lowest level of fireball, the impact it caused was quite shocking. The exploding fireball almost overturned the ground. On the originally lush hill beside the Mirror Lake, every branch was broken by the blazing heat wave. The broken branches kept falling, and then flying again.
Among the Blackrock and Blood Ring tribes that rushed up the hill, the flags that symbolized glory and power fell one after another.
At the foot of the hill, the great chief Blackhand's eyes widened.
"This is impossible!"
In contrast, after seeing the raging fire and hearing the orcs' screams, the soldiers of Stormwind City burst into thunderous cheers. On top of the city wall, every warrior showed an expression of ecstasy.
They knew that their new guardian, Duke Marcus, was teaching the orcs how to be human.
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