A warrior can be a violent fighter or a steel-like god, protecting his teammates with his super ability to resist damage. An excellent warrior will not be obsessed with maintaining a certain posture, but will adapt to changes in combat, and change his posture according to different environments and situations to exert his comprehensive abilities and varied styles. Once a warrior with rich combat experience switches postures in battle and engages in multiple styles of battle, a warrior is an artist in war. A warrior is a diverse profession, and various skills and postures can be used in combat.

To put it simply.

There are more disadvantages.

Azeroth is recognized as the eleventh legal profession, and he is just ranked 11th. In the same plate-arm profession, you can't compare to the Paladin with magic, and others can even heal, chop people, and defend invincible damage. You can't compare to the Death Knight than weird, and the Death Knight summons the army of undead is enough for any warrior to drink a pot - in theory, the Death Knight is the real tall, handsome and rich, and it is not comparable to Silk War.

Needless to say, the mage is just a son. The warrior's evil spell can make the warrior kneel down. As for the priest... I heard that he can kill many people if he goes crazy. I heard that Archbishop Benedictus is very awesome and killed many people. The stalker is hidden in the darkness, and he can't beat him without a trace. Can't he escape? The druid is blessed by all things in nature. He heard that it is hard to die like a shaman. After death, the soul can also belong to Elune or the Green Dragon Queen, the Mother of the Earth. There is a certain chance that Brother Chun will be in the place and the resurrection of full blood and demons. Even the hunters have understood the wisdom of arcane magic, only warriors, only warriors

It is still a knife, and he used his flesh and blood to cut out a world of our own. We came to this world, and countless adventures were launched, and we bravely fought against those enemies that threatened world peace. We went to the foreign land to drive the demon kings of shadows and flames back to the abyss. When the nest of death is about to devour all precious things, we are on the front line. We have experienced the collapse of the world and will challenge the world-destroying person to end its cycle of destruction.

Really have no faith, can you afford to play with a warrior?

In this world where even AK may not be able to beat mages, the warriors are like the Boxer Rebellion, believing in their beliefs and their strength. They charge forward and use their flesh and blood to resist all those who are rushing towards them-

Flame Explosion, Chaos Arrow, Rain of Flame, Blizzard, Aiming Shooting, Lightning Bolts, Deadly Plasters...

How can a warrior die enough? To put it nicely, it is called dying on the way to charge, but to put it bluntly, it is impossible to even touch the other party.

A handful of bitter tears.

But this is called faith.

King Brox is a real warrior

The orc veteran had a dream, and wherever he saw it in the dream: his friends were almost out of reach. Garno grew up with him since he was a child, and his relationship was as good as his brother. He fell down and his body was cut into several pieces. The executioner was a tall and ferocious demon with green face and fangs. But in a short while, the demon was solved by Brox. He jumped onto the demon and howled. The demon was wearing armor, but he fell to the ground and died. The Burning Legion continued to rush in, and the number of orcs was declining sharply. Only a small part

The branch was still fighting the enemy tenaciously, but sacrificed every minute. Before, Thrall actually deployed a defense method, and it was impossible for the Burning Legion to attack. The tribe was asking for help, but it took time. They needed Brox and his brothers. There were fewer orcs. Dunle suddenly fell down, his head fell to the ground, and blood flowed into a river. Fei Ze had already died, and the body could not be identified. He was buried in a green flame, but he was not burned alive, but the green flame corroded and dissolved his body.

Brox waved his strong battle axe in front of his terrifying enemies, but it seemed like a waste. He always sweated heavily, but as long as he looked forward, he saw more orcs falling down. More and more... Now, he was the only one left to fight alone. Thousands of screaming monsters rushed towards him, as if they were about to destroy everything. When they were about to meet this lonely hero, Brox woke up.

With wide eyes, King Brox shivered in the cage. He was not trembling because of fear, but because of... a sense of humiliation.

He did not die without glorious death, and countless companions had sacrificed their lives for the tribe. At that time, Brox should have died. He should have sacrificed his life with his comrades. They all gave their lives to the tribe, but he lived by himself. This is wrong. I am a coward. He thought this again: If I work harder, I should have sacrificed with them.

What is a warrior?

This is called a warrior.

And at this moment, he was locked in a cage, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"I wish I could die if I could not resist the demon, so I would be ashamed of today. The country still lost like this, why should I cherish this?"

An orc veteran is not afraid of death, on the contrary, the person longs for death of honor - the only thing that makes people humiliate is death of death without honor.

At this moment, Li Wei came to him. This mankind, this mortal enemy - he gave him freedom.

"Very good, human, I will repay you, I owe you." Brox relieved his wrist and said to Levi, "I will definitely repay this favor."

"Levi - Can you? ⊥He also told us why he came here? After all, he is in an extraordinary stage recently, and we also want a safe living environment." Tyrande made a smooth move, to be precise, Livi was helping out.

Do you know what kind of mentality this is?

A group of brainless fans around Li Wei wanted to sign his signature. In fact, there are many things like fighting in medieval Europe. I heard that when Beethoven died, his hair was pulled out by brainless fans, saying it was kept as a souvenir. Thanks to this, it is easier to keep Beethoven's hair today - but what is the use of Levi's hair? Take it as a souvenir?

In any case, fanaticism is prevalent and it is also the common feature of humanoid creatures. The second-year pursuit of artistic fanaticism,

Tyrande rescued Levi, otherwise the latter would have become bald

"Oh yes - you're right, it's good for everyone." Li Wei nodded, touching the painful area on his hair. He looked at the night elves beside him with vigilance and hurried to Brox: "Come on, brother - eat something first. After you finish eating, you can sort out your thoughts - tell me why you came."

Meat, wine and bread - to be honest, it's not bad, at least Levi feels that it's much better than the days when he eats instant noodles all day long.

The old orc stretched out his fist as big as a sandbag, and one of them was more than two big. He caught Li Wei and handed over food and wine. He drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and the wine flowed down from his jaw. Then he started eating meat, and his serrated teeth tore the raw meat into pieces without hesitation, but Li Wei didn't mind his voracious eating. If he was in such a situation, he would probably not be much better than King Brox.

To be precise, Li Wei was a slave, but he ate much better than him. After gnawing the meat, he even divided the bones into two parts, and even sucked the spinal cord cleanly.

This eating habit makes the audience feel a little unbearable. They want to leave but because Li Wei is here, they really don’t want to lose the possibility of discussing books with Li Wei, as well as exploring the methods of singing, etc.

"Broxxiga Sarufar, is an orc, friend." After eating the last bit of bone, the old orc laughed: "I know you, humans, and you, night elves. You once helped us fight the Burning Legion together. But in peacetime, the alliance gradually disbanded."

"??" The question mark on the night elves' forehead.

Li Wei was sweating all over his forehead - as a writer who knew the dangers of traveling through time, he didn't want the other party to tell him about traveling through time itself.

"You...how did you come here, Broxschiga?" Tyrande asked gently.

"Brother, you can call me Broxshega, but you can only call me Broxs." The old orc looked at Levi, then looked at Tyrande, saying that the other party should not join in the fun. Anyway, the orcs are not cute night elves or something, and they will not be as cute as Levi.

He doesn't even have fangs, and he still whispers to the point?

Brox's story was told seamlessly. He was careful to avoid talking about his tribe and where they lived. He only mentioned that under the command of the chief, he and another orc went to the mountains to investigate a rumor. There, they discovered the black hole of the world - a black hole that devoured everything, and it itself was moving ruthlessly. It devoured Brox and split his companions into two.

"Why does it sound so much..." Tyrande was a little frightened, because she remembered what Malfurion Rage said to her a while ago.

"What's wrong? Sacrifice?" Aside, a female soldier guard walked up to him in confusion.

"No... nothing... this orc needs to be detained--sorry, but this is a form. I promise that I will never let him enter the cage again, but we still need time." Tyrand signaled the guards to invite Brox aside in kindness. She came to Levi and said, "We have our own affairs, don't forget to go to Queen Azshara... As for this orc, I will definitely take good care of it."

"Broxxiga--" Li Wei comforted the old orc with kind words. He had heard of what the old orc had done: "Brother, I still have something to do. But before that... I hope you can take a break first and take care of your injuries. After that, we will have a good chat... I'm going to deal with the things that make me headache, after all, I'm not considered free now."
Chapter completed!