Hanging sheep drumming, this is a bad trick played by the Chinese ancestors, and it is definitely a new thing for the tribe. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhen Grom led his army to the Lordaeron battalion, which theoretically numbered at least 100,000 men, all he saw was a cavalry of less than a thousand men and dozens of paladins abusing the small force he had sent.

"Chase!"

On the plains, a two-legged one can't outrun a four-legged one. No matter how much Grom stared, he could only watch the last troops of the Lordaeron ride into the dust, and the tribe could only eat dirt from behind.

In fact, the Lordaeron army, which had retreated two days earlier, was also unable to return to Lordaeron City in time. The terrain of the Tirisfal Glade itself limited the speed of the retreat.

Not to mention, more than 100,000 troops were crammed into a forest road that only allowed two carriages to run side by side, and no matter how fast the march was, it would take at least a week to reach Lordaeron City.

There are really few kings in this era who dare to play teleportation to the death. King Terenus was almost insane.

He had seen it with his own eyes, and the orcs had a human flesh siege technique. Two orcs carried a tree trunk and dared to rush to the gate of the walled city. Leave it alone, and it will open your city gate in two or three minutes.

"Hurry, hurry, my Kalia, my Arthas!" Tyrenus's heart broke at the thought of his wife and children who remained in Lordaeron.

Unlike most other kings, Terenus was the quintessential old man. At the age of almost forty, there was Kalia, and then there was Arthas, and in this era of early marriage and early childbearing, it is true to say that old age has children.

He was not very doting on his children, and that love was no less than that of any father in the world.

Terenus had already asked Mograine to leave his army behind and lead the Lordaeron Knights back in advance, but he was still afraid that he would not be able to catch up.

In fact, the day before the vanguard of Lordaeron's army arrived, the Horde had arrived.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the orcs are coming!"

Arthas, who was in the palace, was stunned, and he raised his handsome but childish face, and looked at the captain of the royal guard, Mereuf, who had hurriedly broken into the inner palace.

"What?"

It's not that Lordaeron didn't receive the news, in fact, when the city of Alterac fell two days ago, Duke sent a magical message as soon as possible. Duke had repeatedly warned that the Horde would likely arrive within three days, but none of the Lordaerons could come up with a solution.

Moreover, quite a few nobles believed that it was impossible for the tribe to arrive in three days, since it would take at least seven days for humans to travel overland to Broken Ridge.

When King Terenus was not in Lordaeron, he was overseen by Arthas. Of course, at only 13 years old, Alsace is already quite assertive, and because of his age, he still plays the role of a mascot.

At this moment, he completely ignored the nobles below who were waiting to be summoned and were now talking out of fear, and suddenly stood up and waved his hand to Molef to step forward: "The orcs have come?"

"Yes, Your Highness. The captain of the guard replied quickly.

A seasoned veteran, Terenus had promoted him from the Border Guards to the rank of Captain of the Guards during a patrol in his youth, and as the years went by, he rose to the rank of Captain of the Guard. Arthas knew him well, and Molev was by no means a coward without courage. And now his face was pale and trembling.

"They crossed the Alterac Mountains earlier than expected—and should have marched to the shores of Lake Lordamere by the time I reported to Your Highness. ”

Arthas swiftly passed past the captain of the guard and strode out of the inner palace. He trotted almost with his guards all the way through the main hall, up the staircase of the nearest tower, and to the nearest balcony.

There was a melodious piano sound in my ears, and the sound was so soft and pure that people's anxiety seemed to disappear.

It was the sound of Alsace's sister Kalia, and this was Kalia's piano room. When Arthas entered in leather armor, the maids who were waiting at the piano, as well as Calia herself, looked up in astonishment, and watched a little dazedly as Arthas hurried in with the guards who were following him, including Mereuf.

"Arthas?" asked Princess Kalia tentatively.

"Emergency. With a wave of his hand, Arthas sped past them.

Princess Kalia immediately realized the gravity of the situation, lifted her snow-white dress, trotted with Arthas all the way to the balcony, and was stunned.

The two siblings felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and there was a buzzing in their ears, and they couldn't hear anything. All other extraneous things in the horizon were filtered out, and they remained motionless, like marble statues.

From this high east-facing balcony, you can see the most beautiful view of all of Lordaeron.

Nearby, there is a blue, sparkling, sea-wide Loch Lordamere.

In the distance, there is the endless, undulating, barrier-like Mount Alterac Mountain.

At this moment, these scenes are still so moving and majestic, but in the empty grassland between these views and the white walls of the royal city of Lordaeron, there is a constant wriggling crowd of green people.

This torrent of bright green, completely unrelated to nature, writhed like locusts at the entire grassland, all the way to the shores of the lake, as if to fill everything in the horizon with this green—it was not an illusion, and the repeated warnings of Deputy Commander Duke Marcus were not alarmist, this time, the tribe was really coming.

With a high-spirited killing intent.

With endless destruction.

Arthas heard the screams of the maids behind him, but he could hear nothing but the breathing of his sister, who was clenching his arm.

"Molef!!" Arthas's shouting woke up the knight captain, who was now staring at the distant scene with his mouth wide open.

"Your Highness!" Molev quickly lowered his head.

"Ring the alarm! Close the gates at once! Let all the soldiers go up the walls. We have no way to defend against the first wave of their attacks except to defend the walls. "The very assertive Alsace made his decision.

"But, Your Highness, there are still thousands of refugees waiting outside the East Gate for inspection......"

The muscles in Arthas's cheeks twitched: "Just force the door shut." ”

"There are at least 3,000 refugees out there!" said Molef, with a look on his face that was about to burst into tears.

Arthas slapped him in the face: "Idiot! These 3,000 people are dead! If we pay 300,000 people in the city of Lordaeron in order to save 3,000 people, we are the sinners of Lordaeron! Go quickly!

The captain of the guard covered his face and quickly went down. (To be continued.) )