Chief of the Burning Blade Clan, Dahl. Triple Blood Blade threw away the broken arrow in his hand and stood up. This old orc with gray hair and white beard was stronger than other sword masters.

His waist, abdomen, chest, and arms were covered with old wounds, but they did not make him look weak. Instead, they were like medals, representing countless fierce battles in this life.

His skin is dark green.

That is the pollution caused by the blood of evil energy surging in the body.

But this blood from demons indeed brought violent power to the orcs, and also allowed the old Dahl, who was already aging, to once again have the power to wield the war blade.

He was wearing crimson combat trousers, with a large rosary blessed by the shaman wrapped around his neck, and on his back was a tattered burning blade battle flag that had experienced countless battles like him.

Apart from this, he has no other armor defense.

For a swordsman, wearing armor is a cowardly move.

Moreover, no matter how light the leather armor is, it will affect their sword-swinging movements. As a sword master, they are more confident that they can dodge or block every sword that strikes them.

Armor is meaningless.

"The Warchief has gone to Quel'Rathas to find new allies for the tribe. This news is probably known to the Alliance now, and their large-scale counterattack will come soon.

We must do something to buy enough time for the warchief."

The old sword master looked at the dark night in front of him and said in a deep voice:

"If Lothar is in that city, that's great. We will sacrifice everything tonight to kill the human commander. This will directly push the war to the final battle.

And in this decisive battle, we have a great chance of winning.

If Lothar wasn't there, it wouldn't be that important.

The human commander in the hilly areas, Gavin Rad. Doom has appeared in that city. As long as we can kill him, at least in the hilly areas, we can still maintain the oppression of humans.

This is a conspiracy...

Humanity is forcing us to take action. If we do nothing, the Thunder King Clan and the Burning Blade Clan will be trapped and die in the hills during the subsequent counterattack.

We can't count on support from the Arathi Highlands at all.

Pooh!

The Bleeding Ring Clan is a bunch of trash! Just like the Dragonmaw Clan who only fight in the shadow of the dragon but dare not step out of the wetlands!"

The old chief shook his head and said to the empty darkness behind him:

"The elite human assassins must have been scattered in the valley in front of me. I will personally go to deal with the human commanders and the swordsmen of the Burning Blade Clan!

I need you to buy me time.

And this group of assassins who massacred our compatriots must pay with blood! Go, find them, and give them an honorable death in battle!"

"Buzz"

No one answered the old chief's instructions.

But a gust of wind surged up in the dark night, blowing the old chief's white hair tied into a single ponytail on the back of his head, as if an invisible army had set off in the darkness.

As the subordinates following him disappeared into the darkness, the upright old chief finally sighed helplessly.

"Well, Samuro, if you are still following me, even if I encounter misfortune tonight, I will not have any regrets. Under your leadership, the Burning Blade Clan will still not decline.

Jubel is good enough for important tasks, but he is too old, as old as me."

He stretched out his hand, as if touching the direction of the wind in the dark night.

With a slight tear, the black two-handed sword behind him was held in his hand, and the old sword master's fingers gently brushed against the dark blade.

A beating, life-like flame burned on the sharp blade.

The flame illuminated the old orc's eyes.

"Tonight may be the last battle of the Burning Blade. Orgrim, you promised me that you would find a new place for our people to live.

For this reason, I am willing to drink the curse and wield the sword for you."

"I'm not afraid of death."

"But you promised me..."
Chapter completed!