He saw a thin light rain falling on the island ahead, and looked westward, where some black figures were gathered.

"Fine," he said, nodding and gripping the handle of his battle axe tightly.

"Speed ​​up," he said to his men. "I want to get close to them before they have a chance to find a hiding place."

On another ship, Maim issued a similar order.

"What if they use spells against us?" asked one of his young warriors.

Many people nodded in agreement.It was the only thing they feared, even far more than the fear of being caught by the Alliance or eaten by the black dragons of Blackrock Mountain, and it was hard for Red to say their fears were wrong.

He himself did not approve of attacking Gul'dan and his men.

However, this was Doomhammer's order, and no matter how dissatisfied he was with the warchief, Red had to do his best to carry out this order before he could overthrow him - perhaps to his death.

"Their spells are really powerful," Red said. "Gul'dan himself could easily kill three or four of us in a matter of minutes. But he needs time, or physical contact or getting close enough, or holding some of the victim's body that works for him thing."

Having said that, he pretended to be relaxed and laughed.

"Did any of you lend the chief warlock his own water bag, a pair of iron gloves, or a whetstone?"

The reassuring words made his men laugh as he wished.

"So, when we encounter these warlocks, just avoid them, don't let them get away, don't let them touch, and surround them before they cast spells."

He tapped his axe to emphasize: "Apart from the spells, they're just orcs just like us, they bleed and die. It's no different from hunting ogres in our hometown - any of these guys are Stronger than us, but we can still work off him in small groups and kill him in the end."

His warriors nodded.Understand what Reid meant, and now in their eyes, spells are just another weapon, and they are not as scared as before.

However, only Reid himself knows that the real Gul'dan is not so simple. In addition to the fel attack from a distance, the life-sucking spells of contact, and some curses, he will have more and more powerful power.

If they knew that these warlocks had just used magic to forcibly surface an island, they would never have dared to make such a hasty judgment.

"It will be here soon," announced the helmsman to them.

Red looked behind him along the side of the ship.

The island suddenly appeared to the side, and Red felt that the new land was enormous, much larger than most islands he had ever seen in this world, judging by the size of the ship.

There were many small boats dropped from the ship docked on the shore, and he could clearly see the orcs jumping from above and entering this dark and damp continent.

Red struggled to control his emotions and gave the order: "Prepare to land, and when we get there, target the warlocks. Kill anyone, anything, in our way!"

……

"We've got company. (Someone's following us!)" Cho'gall said to Gul'dan, pointing in a direction.

Their little boat had just come to the shore of this surface of the continent.

Because it was forcibly lifted by magic, the island is still shaking from time to time. Although the steam has gradually dissipated, there are still flames and lava spewing out from time to time.

Gul'dan looked in the direction his assistant pointed. A fleet was approaching the island from afar.

From the way the lead boat traveled, Gul'dan could tell that it was using a human oars, which usually meant only one thing: the owner of the boat was an orc.

That is, Doomhammer's forces have found them.

"That goddamn fellow," Gul'dan cursed. "Why does he always make decisions so quickly? If they come a day later we can finish all the plans."

He sighed.

"No way, tell the warriors to prepare for battle. You must block them before I enter the temple and find the treasure."

Chogall smiled on both faces.

"It's an honor. (Happy to serve.)"

The gigantic two-headed ogre is as fanatical as the rest of his clan, convinced that the world will eventually be filled with violence and bloodshed.

In fact, all Twilight's Hammer members share the same belief that they can fight anyone and anything to get the world to that final end.The blood of demons drank in Draenor in the past multiplied their natural bloodlust a hundredfold.

"I won't let them pass. (They'll be buried in front of us.)" the ogre assured, clapping his fist with interest.

"Very good." Gul'dan nodded.

Then, he turned around and walked cautiously into the depths of the island.

Every step he took was accompanied by a burst of steam.Drak'thul and the other orcs and cannibal magicians followed closely.

Chapter 0601 Entering the Tomb of Sargeras

"Attack!" Red shouted, rushing up with his warriors with a tomahawk in hand. "Kill these traitors!"

"Kill all the traitors!" Maim echoed.

"Go! (Go!)" Cho'gall roared, the energy of the shadows gathered in his palm, and the strong energy can make life wither with a light touch. "Let their blood spill over the land. (They will die at last!)"

The two troops collided in a thunderous situation on this lava-strewn beach.

The weapons of both sides flashed in turn, battle axes, war hammers, swords and spears intertwined, making all kinds of fierce collision and cutting sounds.

Blood splashed everywhere, causing a layer of red fog to appear in the thick air, and the surrounding waves also darkened with the battle.

However, the ground on the island is still not stable. As the waves rise and fall, many soldiers were killed by the enemy when they lost their balance and fell to the ground.

The battle was very brutal.

Cho'gall's warriors fight hard without concern for their own safety - their sole purpose is to inflict as much damage and pain on their enemies as possible.

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