The black inverted trident flag of Iron Horde was buzzing, and Grom*Hellscream was practicing the various martial arts and magic skills of Death Knight in a rough and simple arena.
Kargath*Blade Fist established this Shattered Hand Arena. Although he escaped the fate of a gladiator enslaved by the Highmaul Ogres empire, he was still keen on the cruel activity of the arena.
In his words: "This is an activity suitable for men."
Kargath strode over and looked at Grom who was using Death Grip to pull the fishman prisoners over one by one, and then used Blood Strike to chop them into pieces.
"Grom, you have done these exercises countless times."
Grom put Gorehowl aside and rubbed the remaining blood on his palms.
"Only by constantly practicing and letting these martial arts become your own instincts can you truly turn them into your own power." Grom said, looking at Kargath. "Kargath, don't always focus on your Shattered Hand Arena. Fel magic's magic is more than my Blood magic's, right? It needs more training."
Kargath grinned. His dark gray skin and ice blue eyes could scare the piss out of any human child.
"But it's not today. Shattered Hand Arena will have its first battle today, so I have to watch it carefully."
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Iron Horde's second-in-command Kargath*Blade Fist built a simple arena: Shattered Hand Arena. A competitive event was held, and the reward was 10,000 gold coins sponsored by Heklar Consortium.
This caused a sensation, and a large number of adventurers began to flock to Westfall. It was said that even the commander-in-chief Lothar wanted to participate.
"Welcome to Shattered Hand Arena!!!" A Goblins employee from Heklar Consortium held a Arcane Crystal amplifier microphone in his hand and shouted in a sharp voice to the arena, which was already full of spectators.
"This event is exclusively sponsored by Heklar Consortium. If you want to buy weapons, bombs and armor, look for Heklar Consortium! Good afternoon, viewers, this is the Shattering Hand Competition sponsored by Heklar Consortium..."
This Goblins was kicked over by Kargath before he finished speaking.
"It's not over yet!" Kargath roared.
He picked up the microphone and said, "There is only one rule in hand-to-hand wrestling! Kill your enemy! Or surrender in humiliation! The gladiator will get a hundred gold coins for every victory! Or..." Kargath squinted his eyes and looked at Lothar who was gearing up at the other end of the arena. "Or, win ten games in a row, lead your team to the final ultimate challenge, and defeat one hundred Shattered Hand Clan gladiators in a row! Those who pass will be the supreme power recognized by the Shattered Hand Clan! And get 10,000 gold coins!"
Shattered Hand Clan Orcs in the audience raised his right blade fist and cheered loudly.
"Now, the competition begins!!!" Kargath roared and threw the microphone back to the host Goblins.
The first to appear is a team of several adventurers, who will face an equal number of the Shattered Hand Clan Orcs.
In a battle that had no suspense, this group of adventurers were beaten to pieces. While dodging the crazy slashes of Orcs, the Shattered Hand, they shouted in surrender.
There was a loud boo from the audience.
"The next person is a dwarf adventurer who has gained a lot of fame recently, Oscar* Flash Diamond, also known as Fiery Landlord! He will bring his weapon called Dustbringer and his team to bring us a wonderful gladiatorial battle!" The host Goblins continued to host honestly.
Oscar and a young human mage walked in from the entrance and watched two Shattered Hands Orcs jump out of the auditorium opposite.
"Xavius, just stay back and watch how my Fiery Landlord wins, hahaha!" Oscar said to the human mage.
Xavius*Mograine, the youngest son of Silver Hand Knights Ashbringer Mograine. As the only mage in a Paladin family, Mograine High Lord has a very headache for his youngest son. But because he doted on his younger son very much, he let him go. Anyway, his two brothers have become qualified Paladin.
Before the human mage could speak, Oscar rushed forward.
"Feel the anger of Fiery Landlord! Orcs!" As he said that, Oscar took out two iron lumps that made Orcs's eyes dazzle.
Ironclad Grenade! This Dead Dwarf wants to blow them up!
Kargath frowned, and he suddenly found a loophole in his usual gladiatorial rules. I didn't say I couldn't use bombs!
Looking at the field again, two broken hands Orcs were blown up and ran around, Oscar chasing after them...
then... Team Oscar won the first game and received a reward of one hundred gold coins.
As for the second game... Four heavily armed Shattered Hands Orcs jumped into the arena carrying muskets. Well, since you use bombs, we are also keeping up with the times!
Then a good fight turned into this strange situation: the two parties were hiding behind a simple bunker, you shoot me, and I give you a bomb or Arcane Missiles...
This farce came to an end only after Oscar's grenade inventory and the human mage's magic power were exhausted, with the dwarf shouting to admit defeat.
Kargath coughed a few times and glanced at Grom who was smiling but not smiling.
"This is just a mistake. I will improve the rules for the next fight."
The host Goblins shouted again with some excitement, "The next person to appear is General Grand Marshal of the Alliance Lothar and his Guards Corps! They will challenge the ultimate honor of Shattering Hands, Hundred Man Killer!"
Lothar raised Brotherhood's Blade and pointed at Kargath.
"Kargath! I will fulfill what I said to you at that time! I will let you admit with your own lips whether I am the warrior you admire!"
Kargath*Blade Fist also stood in front of the high platform and laughed loudly.
"Then let's get started, Lothar of Stormwind City! I'll be counting on it. When you really have the ability to defeat a hundred Shattered Hands Orcs, I will kill you myself!"
"Shattered Hands! Attack!!!"
As Kargath roared, Orcs in the audience began to jump into the arena one after another, rushing towards Lothar and his soldiers.
Because everyone now belongs to the same camp and is not considered an enemy, so each other's attacks are directed at secondary parts, or hit as much as it hurts.
Although humans are not as good as Orcs in size, physical strength and strength, their organizational capabilities and formations are far more standardized than Orcs.
Lothar and the soldiers formed a defensive formation. They fought steadily and not for speed, but for every hit to hit.
As a result, Orcs suffered heavy losses under the chaotic Charge and refueling tactics. After a while, dozens of Orcs fell to the ground and howled in pain.
"The sixtieth!" Kargath didn't take it seriously at all. He stood on the high platform and shouted loudly with his eyes narrowed.
Lothar's soldiers also began to show signs of weakness, or fell down in pain after being hit hard by Orcs in the abdomen with the back of an axe.
Grom also stared at the arena with great interest, his blood-red eyes showing a fiery fighting spirit.
Half an hour later, only Orcs and humans were left in the arena, writhing on the ground in pain holding various parts of themselves.
"I only counted ninety-nine, Lothar." Kargath looked at Lothar, the only one standing, and said with squinted eyes.
Lothar gasped and didn't speak. He just raised his left hand and curled his fingers towards Kargath.
"Come on, number one hundred."
Kargath laughed, then jumped up suddenly and jumped into the arena, the blade fist of his right arm reflecting the sunlight.
"You are a warrior, Lothar. Whether you defeated me or not, I admit it."
"Let's wait until you are beaten down by me." Lothar said with a smile, and then spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
Kargath was full of fighting spirit and suddenly raised his blade fist and headed towards Lothar Charge.
"Come on Lothar! Let me see what you are capable of!"
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A few days later, Lothar became famous again.
He gained the respect of the Shattered Hand Clan, and became a strange friendship with Kargath. Their conversation was rude, and their words did not conceal their contempt and abuse towards each other.
But the two did become friends.
Soon, led by Divine Venerable and driven by Lothar, the people of Stormwind City gradually began to accept that Iron Horde Orcs soldiers came to Stormwind City to play when they had nothing to do, or to squander their newly paid salaries.
As a result, Stormwind City also became the first human city to allow Orcs to enter the city and wander around the streets.
Of course, this is only limited to Iron Horde under Divine Venerable.
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