The siege of Lordaeron has been going on for 1 whole day!

The orcs frantically fired stone projectiles at the fortified walls of Lordaeron with rudimentary siege equipment, but there was no way to destroy the fortified walls of Lordaeron, and their army was slaughtered frantically under the artillery bombardment of the human erection on the walls, and in just one morning, the orcs lost more than 3,000 people!

This shows the madness of the siege, and in the afternoon, when Grand Chief Orgrim returned with the orc defenders of the Alterac Mountains, the morale of the human race was devastated!

Because Orgrim didn't just bring reinforcements, he brought back what the orcs were in short supply!

Siege artillery!

The cowards of Alterac not only gave Lordaeron's lifeline to the orcs, but also the artillery that was originally used for the defense of the position that was bought back from the dwarven city of Ironforge at a high price, and when the orcs brutally manipulated the cannon and bombarded the masonry of the city wall, the demoralized orcs went crazy again.

In a cannon bombardment with little to no cost, thousands of orc warriors set up ladders and climbed the walls of Lordaeron for the first time.

"Whoa! Mankind! Die! ”

The fireblade sword saints jumped on the city wall, waving the slashing swords in their hands, these orc martial arts masters were red-eyed, they frantically slaughtered the attacking human soldiers, and behind them, the orc warriors rushed up the city wall one by one.

"Get rid of them!"

Human Marshal Gathiris roared angrily, rushed forward with a heavy sword, and slashed the orc warrior in front of him with a sword, he was wearing golden armor, his face was resolute, although he was not a paladin, but his force was definitely not inferior to these orc sword saints, under the leadership of this brave and fearless commander, the human defenders were brave and outrageous.

They used their lives to drive down the orcs who had climbed the walls.

But it was too late, and the important artillery was destroyed by nearly a quarter by the orcs, which made the ensuing battle even harder and more scorching.

Two hours later, the orcs stopped their frantic attack, and the corpses of humans and orcs were already piled up under the originally glorious walls, and the disgusting smell of blood wafted through the air of Lordaeron, and both humans and orcs could feel the wrath of this battlefield devouring every life that entered it.

But even so, they can't take a step back!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

In the collision of armor, Marshal Gathris, who was covered in blood, walked quickly into the king's court, although the royal attendants were calm, but there was still worry and panic on their faces, but the old king sitting on the throne had no fear, he wore ceremonial armor, and his chief guard held a sword for the king.

It seems that the king, who is already in his 50s, is not lying, and will not hesitate to join the battlefield when necessary.

Although it doesn't help... He's old, he's not the warrior he used to be.

"Your Majesty!"

Marshal Gasiris half-knelt on the ground and glanced at the old king, who waved his hand, and the guards in the hall left the palace one after another, and the weariness on Gasseris's face was only evident when only the marshal, the king, and the loyal chief of the guard remained.

"Your Majesty, the orcs have brought artillery and enough ammunition, and we can still hold out, but with this kind of casualties, we may not be able to hold out for a few days."

"I just received a letter from the mages."

The old king rubbed his forehead, and he stretched out his hand to straighten his crown, which was a little heavy for an old man, and he whispered:

"Master Antonidas is leading the Council of Six against the Orcs, and they are fighting hard, and Lothar is commanding the frontline troops to return as much as possible, and we need to support it for at least 2 days! Can it be done? Gathris! ”

"I can't guarantee the time! Your Majesty! ”

Field Marshal Gathiris said in a deep voice, "But I can guarantee that not a single orc will want to enter Lordaeron until I fall!" I will defend my country and my king with my life! ”

"Yes, that's good!"

The old king nodded, but the worry in his blue eyes could not be concealed, and after a moment of silence, the old king suddenly spoke:

"Gathris, you are my most trusted marshal, and I am hesitating now whether to send Kalia and Arthas out of the city..."

This sentence made the marshal's heart jump, this was actually the purpose of his rush to meet the king, he could not guarantee that Lordaeron would survive the furious attack of the orcs, but as a marshal, he had to think about his country, and in this case, it was obviously a very wise decision to send the heir to the throne out of danger.

So after a few seconds, Gasseris nodded:

"If you feel the need, Your Majesty, I can always send the most elite knights to escort Her Royal Highness the Princess and Her Royal Highness the Prince away, and Prince Varian of the Stormwind Kingdom will also send them away together and send them to Gilneth or the safer Kul Tiras, I believe that His Majesty Greymane and His Majesty Dareen will do everything to protect them."

"Kul Tiras is a good choice."

King Terenus hesitated, then he added:

"But the prince of Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas, has also sent his attendants, and he has declared that he and his father will do everything in their power to protect my children, and that the war against Quel'Thalas is over, and that they have successfully defeated the defeat, and that the children will be less in danger of staying there."

"Elves?"

A hint of disgust flashed in Marshal Gasseris's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "With all due respect, Your Majesty, elves are not to be trusted! They are not human, they lack compassion! ”

"That's what worries me as well."

The old king nodded, and after thinking for a few minutes, he took a deep breath:

"So be it, send my children to Kul Tiras! The dwarven prince Muradin who served as an envoy in Lordaeron. Copperbeard assured me that he would be close to protect my children, as well as the Grand Knight of the Silver Hand Knights, Sedan. Dasohan, Archmage of Dalaran, Maudra Maudra, has set up the teleportation circle in Kenrito Camp in Lake Lordanmere, and that will be the end of the children's journey, and as for the rest of the entourage, it's up to you to choose, Gasseris! ”

The old king looked at the marshal in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:

"We may not survive a cruel fate, but we must preserve the royal legacy of Lordaeron and Stormwind! Orcs can't break our will, and as long as the children are around, we still have hope! ”

"Yes! Your Majesty! ”

The Generalissimo stood up and slapped his fist on the chest: "I will let the most valiant knights protect the princess and prince, and I, myself, will live and die with you, with Lordaeron!" ”

Twenty minutes later, an extremely elite team rushed out of the sewers of Lordaeron's royal capital, although it was called a sewer, in fact, it was a secret passage left by Lordaeron when it was built for dangerous situations, and it led directly to the bottom of the rocks in a woodland southwest of Tirisfa, which was very secretive.

Paladin Saidan in silver armor. With a war hammer in hand, Dasuhan took the paladin to scout the woodland, and after making sure that there was no danger, the follow-up members entered the woodland.

"We must get to Lake Lordamere as fast as we can!"

The dwarven prince Muradin rode on his war sheep, and he was the dwarven king of Ironforge, Magni. Copperbeard's younger brother, who also inherited the purest bloodline of Copperbeard, wore sturdy and heavy armor that looked like a small steel fortress on motion, and a beautiful orange-red beard braided into braids.

He was Prince Alsace of Lordaeron. Minethiel and Varian, Prince of Stormwind. The sword mentor of Urian, a powerful warrior.

The dwarf said to the great knight:

"The orcs are all drawn to the city wall, we rush out all the way, and kill the orcs when we encounter them! It only takes 20 minutes to get there! ”

"Then it's up to you to protect the prince and princess, dwarves!"

Da Sohan waved the war hammer in his hand: "I'll help you clear the way!" ”

"Let's go!"

As soon as the paladin gave the order, the escort of up to 30 people escorted an improvised carriage, and went all the way in the direction of Lake Lordammere, their luck was very good, they rushed out all the way and did not encounter the patrol of the orcs, seeing that they were getting closer and closer to Lake Lordanmere, everyone's hearts were relieved.

And at this time...

"Da, da, da"

The heavy bell of the horse rang out in the darkness around him, and the paladin's face changed greatly, and he shouted in a loud voice:

"Be careful! The Death Knight is here! ”

As soon as the words fell, a series of shadow spells smashed on the knights of the guard, causing the two knights to be smashed away on the spot, and when they landed on the ground, their bodies were covered with a vicious curse, Da Suohan waved his hand, and the bright holy light sprinkled on the knights, eliminating the curse of those shadows, and at this moment, more than 20 death knights rushed towards the guard.

And the leader is the opponent that the escort team doesn't want to see the most... Tallon. Bloodseeker!

"Hehehe, look what I caught! An army of rats! ”

The Blood Fiend's dark red gaze looked back and forth over the heavily guarded carriage, and finally, he waved his finger outward:

"Whatever is in there... I'm going to... Ruined it! ”

"Buzz"

Dark green magic burst out from the fingertips of the Death Knight, a green meteorite fell from the sky, smashing into the carriage on the ground at great speed, the valiant knights roared and fought with the Death Knight, and Da Sohan himself, wielding a war hammer, wrapped in the Holy Light, and Talon. Bloodseeker is in a mess.

"Boom"

The green meteorite eventually hit the wagon, but when the Hellfire Giant stood up, the ignited fragments of the cart were empty, causing the Bloodfiend to feel mocked, and he roared:

"Kill them! Go for it! That's certainly an important person in the Alliance! Signal! ”

"Buzz"

A bright red magical firework erupted from the Death Knight's fingers, and the red symbol danced in the air, representing the discovery of an important target, and for a while, the orc wolf cavalry patrolling around rushed in this direction.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid, kids! ”

The prince of the dwarves rode his war sheep frantically, and behind him were the princess and the two young princes huddled on a horse, and the three helpless young men had undisguised panic in their eyes, and Muradin cried out in a deep voice:

"No matter what comes your way! Don't be afraid, Alsace! Varian! Don't forget what Old Muradin taught you swordsmanship, don't be afraid of them! Don't be left behind! ”

"I... We are not afraid! ”

Varian, 16 years old. Wryon clenched the sword in his hand, his voice trembling a little, and he hugged Arthas, the 10-year-old prince of Lordaeron, who was trembling in his arms. Minahir, he exclaimed:

"I'll protect Arthas and Kalia!"

"Very good and full of courage! That's it! ”

The old dwarf encouraged the young children in a gentle voice, and let them do their best to shake off their fears, and the Loch Lordamere was close at hand, and the waves of water that shone in the dark night filled the eyes of all four with hope.

"Da, da, da"

The disgusting bell rang again, and Muradin glanced back, and the dwarf's expression changed dramatically, and behind him, three death knights silently caught up.

The Death Knight's horses are dead creatures, there is no concept of exhaustion, and in this pursuit, they have an absolute advantage.

The old dwarf glanced at the prince and princess behind him, he gritted his teeth, pulled the reins, and made the war sheep turn in a quick direction, the dwarf held the battle axe in his left hand and the war hammer in his right hand, and with a roar, he pounced on the three death knights behind him.

"Run! Varian! Run! Run towards camp! You know the location, remember! Don't be afraid! You are a born warrior! ”

"I know!"

The young prince saw the mentor pounce on the gloomy knight behind him, he didn't dare to linger, he felt the trembling of Alsace in his arms, and the prayer of Princess Kalia behind him, Varian gritted his teeth, threw the whip in his hand at the war horse, and rushed out towards the camp about 2 kilometers ahead.

Behind him, the brave dwarves entangled the three death knights, and with his combat power, it would only take less than 5 minutes to resolve the battle, but the orc scouts had already rushed in this direction, and there was no time.

"Oh no!"

As Varian rushed out of the 500 meters, a roaring team of wolf cavalry appeared in front of them, 7 strong orcs and the same number of fierce war wolves, which was not at all an opponent that a 16-year-old boy could deal with.

"Little human cub! Kill you! ”

Seeing the orc scout raise the axe in his hand, Varian looked left and right, pulled the reins of his horse, and forced his horse to rush towards the sparkling Lake Lordamere.

"Hold on to me! Alsace! Hold on to me, Kalia! Don't let go! ”

"Wow"

In the blood splashed by the flying axe of the war horse, the three noble children with panicked screams, fell into the icy lake, the orcs were unwilling to give up, they drove the wolf to rush to the lake, intending to use the flying axe in their hands, the three children were completely strangled in this lake.

"Hmm..."

Varian held Kalia in his arms, holding Arthas in his hands, the young prince drifting with difficulty in the icy waters, his eyes desperate, he looked at everything around him, he cried out in despair:

"Whoever it is! Please, whoever it is! Help us! ”

Does this world really have a destiny?

Perhaps, it was cruel to the beings it cared about, but it took it very seriously, so the next moment, little Varian's wish was fulfilled.

A large, silent black shadow fell from the sky and smashed like a stone on the ground by the lake, and in that strange roar, the orc scouts turned around and saw a figure with a heavy sword on his back and a double sword jumping down from the hideous zombie dragon with a pair of blood-red eyes.

He was wrapped in extreme cold and frost as he walked briskly towards them.