Chapter 32 Hill Dwarf

Onyxia paused, and even Alleria and Muradin looked at Arthas curiously, looking at each other meaningfully, "Your Highness also knows about Dragon Islands?"

Dragon Islands has always been a mystery. The ancient war has been unable to be sensed since the stone guardian inside opened the fog.

It was a critical period when the Well of Eternity exploded and tore the entire continent into pieces.

Dragon Aspect set out to rescue from the Dragon Islands, but was unable to return home due to the fog. The large island was also well protected by the fog, and no outsiders entered.

This is why although the five-color dragons gather in the Dragon Sleeping Temple in Northrend, they build lairs in various places.

"I read it in a certain book, but now is not the time to discuss it. Sneaking into Grim Batol requires some tactics. Muradin, then you and Onyxia will pretend to attack outside and draw firepower to the orc. Alleria and I will sneak in together. , find the leader of the Orc and kill him." Arthas brushed off the question, but he couldn't say it, because he couldn't find it now.

The fog surrounded him, blocking magic detection. Not even the dragon could find him, let alone him.

"Really? Why didn't I go in?"

Onyxia was a little suspicious and quickly turned her attention to Arthas.

"You are a mage, and fanning the flames outside is your strong point. It is in line with our combat habits for Alleria and I to sneak in. Just listen to my arrangements. I am guaranteed to have a lot of gold coins. If we happen to meet a certain... It's natural for a powerful red dragon to get some reward, don't worry, I won't treat you badly!" Arthas easily made an excuse, after all, he couldn't admit that Onyxia was a black dragon, that wouldn't be fun. 

If the Black Dragon father and his daughter want to play conspiracy, then just play with them.

"Do you have any gold coins?" Onyxia seems to like gold coins very much. As a giant dragon, it is normal to like some rare treasures, isn't it?

"Yes, I promise." Arthas patted his chest and promised that if he could rescue the Red Dragon Queen, he would definitely be rewarded. Not giving? Sorry, I have to find some other means.

No one had any objections to this division of labor. Muradin was purely here to help.

The dwarves' Ironforge is also under siege by the Orcs. If the Orcs can be defeated early, the dwarves' homeland will not have to suffer. It is actually a win-win situation.

Continuing forward, when they reached the overflowing hills, the sound of fighting suddenly came from the front.

There were also bursts of thunder, turning anger into substantial power. The roar was impressive.

This is how warriors fight, relying on anger to stimulate their potential.

Take control of your anger rather than being dominated by it.

"There's a fight, Alleria, go see what's going on." Arthas took out his sword and held a shield in one hand.

Alleria jumped to a high place flexibly and looked into the distance. "There are some dwarves fighting with the orcs in front. The orcs are riding some small dragons to fight against them. They are fighting for some supplies, which look like food. !"

"Dwarves?" Muradin thought for a moment and picked up a unique hammer, one in each hand. "Those are Hill Dwarfs. They are the same group as the Wildhammer Dwarves. We must help them. They live and settle in this area. Maybe they can Help us find where Grim Batol is."

"Okay, let's get closer and give them a slap in the face behind the orcs. If you can kill them, don't let them go. Fighting is neither bright nor despicable. It doesn't matter whether it's a black cat or a white cat. The one who can catch mice is a good cat!" Arthas finished. Just go around to the rear, Paladin can't play sneak attack?

"You are the strangest Paladin I have ever seen."

Alleria rolled her eyes playfully, which made Muradin feel a little weird. He knew how arrogant the High Elf was, and if he said he looked at people through his nostrils, that was all humility.

Such a High Elf actually rolled his eyes at his student. It was probably because the two of them were having an affair.

The sound of fighting in the distance became more and more intense, and there was even the roar of a giant dragon, and the temperature became hotter.

The dragon's breath caused the temperature to rise, the metal collision of the weapons stirred up countless dust, and the scene of flying sand and rocks made the battlefield tragic.

The red-skinned Hill Dwarf is being beaten. Although bravery is useless, every breath of the dragon will cause a lot of casualties.

Arthas noticed the leader, a strong orc riding a large red lizard, "Zulud (Chief of the Dragonmaw Clan)"

"Alleria, shoot your arrows into the dragons' mouths when they open their mouths. Katrana, use your magic to set the carriage over there on fire. Muradin, you go rescue Hill Dwarf and create a breach. I'll deal with that one orc leader."

After Arthas finished speaking, he rushed forward, and before Orc could react, he threw a holy light hammer.

Bang! 

The light hammer hit Zulud on the head, causing him to stagger. Turning around and looking at the human who suddenly appeared, he commanded the red dragon under his seat, "Burn him to death!"

A hammer of punishment fell from the sky, knocking the red dragon unconscious as he prepared to breathe.

Arthas also rushed in front of Zulud, blocked the opponent's hammer with his shield, and deflected it under him.

Boom!

Instead, Zulud's hammer hit the red dragon underneath him hard. There was a clicking sound, and the strong dragon scales were broken.

On the other side, Muradin's firepower was fully activated, turning his anger into substance. His body suddenly expanded to three meters tall, and his whole body became as white as silver.

The warrior's unique skills come down from the gods!

Immune to magic control, reduce magic damage, and greatly enhance attack power.

He stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and a burst of khaki light spread out.

All the ORCs within five meters were stunned by the shock, "Let's kill this green-skinned bastard together!"

"Kill!" The suppressed Hill Dwarf looked at Muradin and understood that this was reinforcements. 

So the injured axes and hammers struck at the dazed orcs one after another, cutting their necks in half!

The few three red dragons opened their mouths and were about to breathe out, but three flowing arrows flew towards them and shot directly into their mouths.

The originally gathered energy was hit by the arrow and exploded in the mouth, even the dragon's teeth were popped out.

There was even a giant dragon that was blown up so hard that stars appeared in its eyes, and it was almost impossible to carry it in one breath.