noffsinger Chapter 191 Unlucky Fenris encounters the dragon again!
Chapter 191 Unlucky Fenris encounters the dragon again!
"That guy ate the Darkcaster!"
More orcs saw the arm hanging from the dragon's mouth and shouted.
This horrific scene was also very shocking to the orcs.
In the orcs' concept, being killed on the battlefield or in a duel is an honorable way to die, and the soul will eventually return to the embrace of the ancestors.
But since both are death, being hacked to death by a sword is better, because no one wants to be eaten by monsters and die.
Chief Fenris felt that all this was happening was too unbelievable.
The huge mental shock made the originally shrewd Chief Thunder King a little at a loss.
Should we continue moving forward or go back home?
keep going?
Just kidding, everyone is crowded on the bridge now. If this dragon spews fire along the bridge, the entire Thunder King clan will probably turn into charcoal.
Retreat?
But now everyone is under the nose of the Black Dragon. Will the Black Dragon let us go?
Fortunately, the Black Dragon did not give him too much time to think. Instead, he stood up and stretched his body completely, like a cat stretching after waking up.
Then it flapped its wings and took off into the sky. In a flash, it flew away and disappeared into the sky.
The black dragon only made such a slight movement, and the orcs and their wolf packs became restless like frightened birds.
Fenris secretly placed his hand on the hilt of the knife, clenching it for a moment and then loosening it.
He didn't feel relieved until the dragon flew away.
"No no no no!"
Although Varian Wrynn and others on the city wall could only see the dragon's back, they were still frightened when the huge monster appeared.
With much effort Marcus pulled his king back from the city wall.
"Your Majesty, take cover!"
"Where's Alvin? What happened?! Where did this black dragon come from?"
Varian asked in confusion. Although the young king was a little scared around the giant beast, he didn't know why he felt that the dragon with its back to him would not have any ill intentions towards us.
"I'm afraid...Mr. Alvin is in great danger..."
Marcus showed a painful expression. Although he also hoped that Alvin would be safe and sound, judging from where the dragon fell, Alvin might be crushed to death...
But the two had no time to feel sad for Alvin, because they soon discovered that the orcs had reorganized their troops and without the threat of the dragon, the battle would continue.
"Soldiers! Assemble! Form your ranks! Prepare for battle!"
Under Marcus's command, the soldiers at the city gate quickly regrouped and prepared to fight head-on with the orc wolf cavalry.
"Warriors of the clan! The dragon has left! No one can stop us!"
Fenris shouted,
"Come in!!!"
"Ouch!"
The wolf riders roared loudly, and their wolves raised their heads and howled terrifyingly.
They roared and rushed towards the gates of Stormwind.
The giant wolf's sharp claws and teeth flashed coldly in the sunlight, and the orc raised his sword high.
The human spear phalanxes were tightly arranged, which was a good method the Alliance had learned in the last war to fight against the tribe.
Humans, who are at a disadvantage in individual combat, must rely on the strength of the team and cooperate with each other to fight the ferocious orcs.
Their shields and spears looked like a great wall of steel in the light of the battle.
The moment the two armies clashed, the earth shook and the loud sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the battlefield.
Blood splattered everywhere, the giant wolf was waving its claws, and swords and spears were constantly intertwined.
The orcs brandished their long swords, and the giant wolves bit the human warriors' shields with their fangs. Soon, the two armies were engaged in a melee, and the brutality of the battle was beyond words.
However, as time went on, the disadvantage of the small number of alliance troops began to emerge, and they gradually fell into a disadvantage and the front line continued to retreat.
"Boys! Clear a path! I'm coming!"
“Thump, thump, thump…”
A sharp cry was heard, accompanied by heavy but rapid footsteps, and High Tinker Mekkatorque appeared.
He ran out of the city driving a huge mechanical armor!
The mecha gleamed with silver light, and was covered with complex runes and sophisticated gears.
The mecha's hands are equipped with powerful jet devices, its legs are as stable as pillars, and blue flames are ejected from its back, allowing it to move quickly.
"Look at how powerful I am!"
Mekkatorque drove his mecha towards the orc wolf riders and knocked a giant wolf and its rider away with one punch!
The mecha's mechanical arms swept across the battlefield like a giant hammer, crushing the orcs and wolf riders into mud.
"Concentrate your strength and crush this strange guy!"
Fenris quickly gave orders, and the wolf riders immediately surrounded and continuously attacked the master craftsman. They had cooperated well before, and for a moment the mecha was unable to withstand it, and was pounced on by several giant wolves and bitten on its feet and hands.
Fenris swung his sword and slashed at its driver, the Great Craftsman!
Yes, this is what Mekkatorque always described as his "baby". Because it is still a prototype, many functions are not perfect. For example, the driver is not fully enclosed and can be easily attacked directly by the enemy!
"It's over!"
Seeing that the big knife was about to chop down his head, Mekkatorque felt despair.
Suddenly, the sky darkened again, as if it was once again covered by a thick layer of dark clouds.
The wolves already had PTSD, and this time they quickly fled back to their side, putting distance between themselves and the enemy.
Fenris almost killed the hateful opponent again, but failed again and howled to the sky to express his dissatisfaction.
However, he was soon dumbfounded.
One after another, huge figures appeared in front of the two armies...
The ground shook again and the dust flew again.
The orcs were stunned. Today was really weird!
I've seen more dragons in just a few moments than most people will see in their entire lives!
The difference from last time is that this time the orcs are facing a huge red dragon.
The red dragon's scales glowed a dazzling red, its eyes burned like flames, and its wingspan was as majestic as a mountain range.
The orcs thought that they should wait a while and this dragon would leave like the previous black dragon.
But they were wrong.
Akalitrasza will show no mercy to any orc.
The red dragon opened its huge mouth and angry flames gushed out, swallowing up the orc wolf riders in batches.
Where the flames died out, only scorched earth and debris remained.
When the flames were about to burn him, Fenris relied on his giant wolf's agility to quickly get away from the red dragon and escape towards the gate of Stormwind City.
When his soldiers saw their leader running away, they also started running away.
Behind them came the earth-shaking roar of a red dragon.
"Where's Alvin? How's he doing?"
"The dragon is talking! It's Alvin's dragon!"
Varian on the wall gripped his sword tightly and said sadly, "I'm afraid Mr. Alvin is in great danger... A black dragon just appeared, and it seems she killed Alvin."
He shouted back, "It went that way!"
Upon hearing this news, Akalitasa was stunned.
After three breaths, the red dragon let out a painful wail.
Her sorrow echoed across the battlefield like thunder, and her eyes were filled with deep sadness and anger.
She suddenly spread her wings, took off into the air, and flew in the direction where the black dragon left. The red figure gradually disappeared into the sky, leaving only a silent battlefield.