Three Ghouls surrounded the Orcs Infantry from three directions, constantly feinting attacks to lure their opponent into making a mistake.
The battle-hardened Orcs Infantry responded calmly.
Every Orcs Infantry had fought its way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
They had hacked hundreds of humans to death in the Kingdom of Stormwind.
Most of that tally had come from slaughtering helpless civilians.
But it had still served to steel their nerves.
Even five ordinary human infantrymen surrounding one of these savage, bloodthirsty Orcs Infantry would struggle to bring it down.
Yet faced with these bizarre, emaciated humans with their long arms, the Orcs Infantry felt considerable pressure.
Although the three strange humans were unarmed, it still maneuvered cautiously around them.
The standoff between the Ghouls and the Orcs Infantry finally ended.
Unable to suppress the brutality deep within, the Orcs Infantry gripped its great axe and charged at the Ghoul in front of it with a furious roar.
From the looks of it, it intended to give its opponent a foot trim with its great axe.
Of course, if it used too much force and ended up amputating something, it certainly would not take responsibility!
With their enemy getting serious, the Ghouls stopped probing as well.
Battles in the age of cold steel had never been won through probing alone.
As the saying went, when foes met on a narrow path, the brave prevailed.
Only tearing the enemy apart with swift, ferocious attacks was the ultimate means of securing victory!
The Orcs Infantry's gleaming great axe collided violently with the Ghoul's reaching black claws, nearly knocking it to the ground.
The axe blade sliced through the Ghoul's lean, tough body, leaving a long, gruesome wound.
The Ghoul had taken a heavy blow and could not retaliate against the