Duke Barov also had guards behind him. Unfortunately, the two unlucky fellows had just seen their companions suffer and were wondering if they had been hit by an invisible dragon when they were struck by it.
Two long, sharp knives pierced their necks from behind.
Sword Saint!
Another Sword Saint of the Orcs!
No one had expected that the Beastman Sword Saint would actually return so quickly.
Duke Barov and King Pirinod did not expect it, and neither did Duque. At this moment, all the elites in the Broken Ridge were gathered around Duque for a battle conference.
King Eden looked at the blood splattering in front of him, and was scared out of his wits. He tried to dodge, but a huge green figure quickly materialized from a blur, cutting off all his hopes. In the next second, a scorching and powerful green arm already gripped his neck, lifting his entire body up.
"Don't kill me … I'm the Great Chief's loyal servant …" Eden's feet left the ground, and he shouted with difficulty.
"The Great Chief doesn't need a lowly subordinate like you. Remember, my name is Samuro! " The Holy Swordsman of the Horde proudly announced his name in the common tongue. He then beheaded the king of Alterac, one of the seven human kingdoms of the Lordaeron Alliance, Aiden Piraunod.
At this moment, time seemed to have frozen.
There were more than thirty people around who witnessed this scene, and everyone's face was filled with fear.
Looking at the head that was spinning in the air and flying high into the sky, looking at the head that was wearing the Supreme Golden Crown on its forehead, everyone forgot to breathe. After their lungs exhaled the hot air, they could no longer inhale any fresh air.
This was the head of a king!
Before the head could fly for half a meter, it was grabbed by Samuro's left hand. Then, Samuro looked at Duke Barov with a gaze that symbolized the God of Death, and his huge fangs glinted in the sunlight.
"Duke Barov, your two sons asked me to send their regards to you. You're better off dead. As long as you're alive, they won't be able to become the legitimate heir of the Barov family. "Samuro's clear common language made Duke Barov feel as if he had fallen into an abyss.
Although he had long since anticipated that things would develop in a bad direction, he had never imagined that his two sons, who were worse than beasts, would not only learn from Eden and betray the humans, but also be so heartless as to ask the tribe's Sword Saint to take his life.
His breathing had stopped, and his heart had forgotten to beat.
At this moment, Duke Barov had already accepted his fate. Two streams of tears rolled down his wrinkled face. Who would have thought that his illustrious reputation would be ruined in the hands of his two scum sons … Perhaps this was the result of him being too busy with his career and not disciplining his children …
Just when everyone was in despair, a dazzling flash of light suddenly appeared between Duke Barov and Samuro's falling longsword.
"Dang — —" In Samuro's eyes, the dark blue Ice Barrier was like a huge block of ice that had suddenly appeared. This solid block of ice mercilessly rejected Samuro's attempts to raise his Martial Merit further.
Duque had arrived!
Using his powerful spatial sense and positioning ability, he flashed three times consecutively and ran from the command room to the roof. He had blocked this crucial attack.
Samuro's sharp pupils constricted at lightning speed.
Duke Marcus!
Even though his entire body was sealed in ice, and even though he seemed to have used his last trump card, as the most feared enemy of the entire tribe, he seemed to have an endless supply of trump cards.
Samuro believed that he could firmly suppress a Morning Star Wizard who had used his trump card, but killing him would consume too many skills and waste too much time.
His target was King Eden. As a Sword Saint with high attack and low defence, his use was reflected in concealment and surprise attacks. Without concealment and having lost the initiative, how could a Sword Saint go head-on against a powerful Wizard with an infinite number of control techniques?
Samuro did not hesitate to pull away and dodge.
It was not just him. All the Sword Saints of the tribe did the same.
Even though Duque quickly canceled the [Ice Barrier], he could not stop the high-speed Sword Saint from jumping onto the roof of a tall building beside the castle.
When Duque flashed over again and prepared to use the system elf's powerful scanning ability to find and kill Samuro who had entered the [Gale Step] state, another Sword Saint appeared beside Duke Barov.
Duque had no choice but to flash back again.
That Sword Saint had been killed by Duque in an instant, but Duque had completely lost sight of Samuro.
Thirty minutes later, in the tribe's temporary camp, Orgrim let out the loudest and most heartfelt laughter since he had landed on Lordaeron.
"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! The head of a human king! Hahaha — "
The head of King Eden, who had died with grievances, was Samuro's most outstanding achievement. The golden crown on Eden's forehead told every Orc chief of the night's harvest.
"Samuro! You're the chief meritorious service today! I'll allow you to carry this head around the entire camp. "
"Thank you, chief!" Samuro's eyes were filled with ecstasy. This was the highest honor a Horde warrior could receive!
Orgrim punched the Alterac Kingdom's capital on the map, "Today! Today is the day of victory for the Horde! We are going to destroy the capital of the Alliance! "
The entire Horde camp was in an uproar!
The head of a king! This was the first time they had obtained the head of a despicable human king since the start of the war! Every Horde warrior raised the weapons in their hands and let out a loud roar, releasing the grievances they had been suppressing for a long time!
Yes! This was the glory of the Horde!
This was the Orc's military achievement!
Orgrim walked up to the high platform of the camp and took Eden's head from Samuro's long sword. He raised it up high, and a tsunami of cheers erupted from below.
"Today! Today is the day of victory for the Horde! We will use the head of a human king and the destruction of a human kingdom to tell all living beings on this continent that going against the Horde is destined to fail! It will definitely be destroyed! Today is the day of glory for the Horde warriors! Let us take this victory with our own hands — lok-tar! "
"lok-tar!" Fifty thousand voices rang out in unison.
The Horde moved out with unparalleled killing intent! With a thirst for victory! A thirst for fresh blood!
The thunderous footsteps could be heard even from a few kilometers away.
Duque, who was overseeing the Broken Ridge, had a blank look in his eyes. His face was green. After thinking for a long time, Duque let out a long sigh and waved his hand.
"Pass down my order, everyone retreat immediately."
"Why!?" General Haas's neck was red.
"Because Eden is dead, the Horde's morale is at its peak."
"But because our king is dead, the soldiers desire revenge for His Majesty!" Haas's eyes were bloodshot.
"I have a message for you and your soldiers."
"What is it?"
"Keep the land, but lose the people. Keep the people, but lose the land, but recover." Duque said something that the people of Azeroth could not understand.
On this day, the capital of the Alterac Kingdom … fell!
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