Stormwind God

Chapter 942: Are you tired? (Six more) (5/165)

What do soldiers fear most on the battlefield?

The first fear is the pig teammate.

As the saying goes, "I'm not afraid of bosses like God, but teammates like pigs." In fact, there is a ghost animal above the pig teammates, called the boss who dies dead.

If it is a teammate pig, you can rely on your own supernatural powers, maybe there is still salvation.

If your boss's brain is driving you to death, then there is really no need to save it, just write a suicide note.

The general is the courage of the soldiers, saying that the generals of this kind must have a group of dregs.

Few people know that there is actually a saying "the soul of a handsome man."

In the final analysis, the generals are just the implementers of the strategy.

The failure of strategy is the most terrible.

In the midst of beatings, and even the generals are at a loss, if even the Supreme Commander doesn't know what to do, how can you call the soldiers below to have the courage to kill the enemy?

Now, Duke was spreading all over the place, and it was a arrogant smile. Listening to the soldier's ears was not a fright, but a natural sound.

"However, my Duke has seen everything through." This arrogant sentence was heard by a soldier who had begun to panic in his heart, which was like a large peace of mind.

Yes indeed! Lord Marcus, the invincible Alliance Commander, has found a way to defeat the enemy. So what else can we be afraid of?

The more this time, the more Duke's reputation has been able to play beyond imagination.

There is no need for officers to remind, the veterans have automatically remembered all the brilliant achievements of Duke in the past.

Beginning with the first Battle of the Dark Gates, every battle of Duke, even if he loses, is a glorious defeat.

It was true that he had lost Stormwind, but a fire had burned 100,000 orcs and had Lothar take the head of the orc's first-generation chief warrior.

In the face of the horde's onslaught, he has defeated, retreated, and frustrated, but Duke seems to be the embodiment of the strong will of human beings. Through continuous union of forces that can be united, even if he loses strength and fights for thousands of miles, he still leads As the league got stronger and stronger, it finally succeeded in defeating the orcs.

This time too.

The Scourge's death shadow once shrouded over more than half of Lordaeron's continent, but it was the return of a king of Duke, leading everyone to set off a tide of counterattack. There is now only one Tirisfal Glades in the occupied area of ​​Lordaeron.

In addition to the Silver Pine Forest, which is also full of werewolves, most of the occupied area on Lordaeron mainland has been restored.

Correct! That's right!

As long as we are led by Lord Duke Marcus, we will surely succeed!

Suddenly, an injured soldier with a broken arm ran over in the distance, kneeling on one knee before Duke, and asked excitedly, "Master Marcus! Have you found a way to win?"

Watching the bandage on the soldier's shoulder was still bleeding, Duke couldn't help but sore his nose: "Yes, we'll give you the heads of the two big devil as a table."

"Thank you! Your Excellency!" The soldier was a gimmick.

Duke's rhetoric spread quickly.

"Are we going to win in the end?"

"Yes! We will win!"

"Take care, Your Excellency, I also want you to present me a prize at the triumphal ceremony!"

"Yes! It will!"

More and more soldiers gathered around Duke. Even the seriously injured, who could hardly get out of bed, sat up with the help of his comrades-in-arms.

Not only are the soldiers of the Alliance, but even the tribal warriors yelled and raised their weapons after hearing the translation.

The sword is like a forest, the army is like a mountain!

Thousands of voices were screaming, calling, and then converged into one, turning into a shocking sound that went straight up into the sky.

"victory!"

"Victory! Victory!"

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

Correct!

We will win!

We have always believed!

At this moment, in front of the battlefield.

This is located at the entrance of the open mountainside. Once it breaks through, it is a flat river in front of it. Apart from the bunkers built by the Alliance itself, there is no danger left. Although the city walls are being built on the narrow road from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, everyone knows that the city walls are really useless to deal with the big demons of this level.

Mortal soldiers in the coalition forces had to risk their lives bitterly, and before the two large cocoons exploded, they rushed up beside the cocoons to support the friendly forces in front of the mountain road walls. The purpose is to stop the miscellaneous soldiers of the Burning Legion and prevent the miscellaneous soldiers from affecting the allied forces to besiege the two demon lords.

Mograine was very tired. He was holding the heavy [Emerald] and panting heavily. The golden armor on his body had rotten a third and looked more like a beggar.

Grom's famous [Blood Roar] was thrown on the ground in front of him. He was very strong and sweaty at the moment, sitting on the ground as if he had collapsed.

The most tragic is the Tauren Chief Kane, because his body is the largest, he has the strongest vitality, and has suffered the most damage. Kane now looks like a sweaty bull, and there are hundreds of small and large wounds, and all his hair is red with blood and sweat.

Blood, as if fleeing.

Liadrin is exhausting her **** to help him recover. [Holy Light Flash] and [Holy Light] throw no money at the Tauren Chieftain.

As each of the strong men fell down, gasping in despair, trying to delay the final moment, the sound of the mountains caught their attention.

"That's ..." Vol'jin turned back, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"Haha!" Mograine laughed. "Anyone else?"

Thrall smiled bitterly: "Although I don't want to admit it, I can only rely on him."

At this moment, both the alliance and the tribe's strong, remembered the same name in their hearts.

Thal secretly clenched his fists. Duke gave birth to him fifteen years earlier. In the glory days of Duke, he was not born yet. When he grew up, Duke's glory continued. Then I ’m going to work hard to build a tribe in the future, so that the tribe completely overwhelms the alliance! Create a glory that belongs only to me!

Not long!

Surrounded by a group of generals, Duke came.

Duke smiled and came to Grom, who was panting.

"Grom, are you tired?" It seemed to be concerned about asking, but it was extreme.

Where can Grom get a good temper?

He snorted on the spot, pointing at Kazakh's giant cocoon: "Huh! I can kill ten times like this guy!"

Duke patted Grom's explosive green muscles: "You don't need to kill ten times, you only need to kill one more time to finish it."

"Really !?" Grom's eyes burst into sharp light.

"Oh! At least we are allies now. My Duke never lied to his allies!" Duke was very powerful.

"Hey!" Grom stood up again. If he was just a weary beast just now, now he has become the most fierce mad warrior, and the whole body is full of intense combat.

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