The griffon army that appeared in front of him did not look like a defeated army at all.

Although they were scarred, many of them had to be supported by their comrades to move around.

Despite the fact that their armor is covered with large gaps or large dents from being hit by heavy objects.

Although they were charged with the defeat of Red Ridge Mountain, they were accused by countless nobles and commoners of being responsible for the defeat of the war.

But people still can't bear to sneer and abuse them against losers.

Quite simply, they were accompanied by carts of orc heads.

The huge and hideous head, even if it has been simply pickled in lime, still has an indescribable horror. One can clearly see the large bulging eyes of the orcs, see their sharp fangs that seem to tear off their lives in one bite, and see the terrifying tooth rings on the fangs that are used as decorations.

One can also see how large the orcs were transported.

A large number of orc battle axes and war hammers are displayed in the downtown area. When the most powerful men could not wield these heavy weapons with ease, people realized what a horrible monster the warriors of the Griffon Legion were fighting.

The streets of Stormwind, from the initial silence, to the gradual sound of sparse applause, to the final eruption of thunderous cheers and applause, the young warriors of the Griffin Legion have experienced the biggest ups and downs in many people's lives.

"Well done!"

"Well done! Griffon Legion!"

"You did your best!"

"Without your efforts, the battle might have been even worse!"

For the first time in the history of the Stormwind Kingdom, a large number of people greeted the defeated army with flowers and applause.

At some point, the first warrior cried.

Then there is a second, a third......

The boy has tears and doesn't flick.

They are the losers, they are the losers, but they are also the winners.

Tactically and strategically defeated, they at least overcame their fears and survived the trials of iron and fire.

Anduin Lothar, Tom Simos, and Bervar Vortagan walked down the corridors of Stormstormhold, feeling the gaze of the guards, who, despite their defeats, really began to see them as legends.

Before they had even entered the council chamber, they heard a cacophony squeezing through every crack in the door, through every gap.

The nobles, who were once considered uneducated even to speak loudly, are making the greatest noise 'plea' to the king to send troops to impose the bloodiest punishment on the evil orcs who have taken the territory of the Stormwind Kingdom.

The door was two people high.

The audience was silent, and the air seemed to freeze, locking all the sounds in.

Unlike the most simple and simple commoners, many nobles had a more intuitive view of Lothar - hatred. They didn't care how hard Lothar fought or how much the Griffon Legion had lost more than sixty percent of their dead in battle. They only know that it is precisely because of the defeat of Lothar that they have gone from being a nobleman with real power on the ground to a fictitious nobleman equivalent to a homeless wild dog.

And this group of border nobles who have lost their territory are also the most fierce in front of King Lane.

Seeing Lothar and the others coming in, the nobles were preparing to attack, King Ryan Urion expressed his support for Lothar in the most direct way, he left the throne excitedly, strode down the stairs, rushed to the door of the conference room, and gave Lothar a hard hug.

"Damn orcs...... I almost lost you forever. ”

A thousand words, all in this sentence.

There is no "well done", no "you did your best, I don't blame you." All Ryan cares about is the safety of his childhood friend.

Patting Ryan on the back hard, Anduin's eyes were also slightly shining, but he controlled his feelings: "Your Majesty, Anduin Lothar is back." ”

He was reminding Ryan that it was public.

Ryan also came to his senses immediately, he let go of Lothar, and said loudly, "Welcome back, my commander." Welcome back, Duke Vortagen, General Simos. ”

In the face of the king's public support, the nobles had to choke on their stomachs even if they wanted to make trouble.

Ryan sat back down: "Okay, I've read the report with everyone. As you who have personally resisted these green-skinned monsters on the front line, whether it is Lothar or Bolval, who can tell how powerful those monsters are. ”

Berval saluted first: "No amount of pale words can describe the fury of this monster. Let's watch it for yourself. ”

With a clapping of his hands, the door of the council chamber opened again, accompanied by a fishy smell, a savage aura that seemed to come from ancient savages.

Two guards pushed a huge cage with wheels, and around the cage were twelve heavily armed royal guards, each holding a shield and a sword unsheathed.

After seeing the huge burly figure sleeping in the cage, almost everyone in the more than 100 nobles in the council hall had their eyelids jumping, and some of the timid ones even let out an exclamation.

Berval continued, "This is the green-skinned monster we fought in the Red Ridge Mountains, let's call it the 'Orcs'. ”

As soon as Boval raised his hand, the cage was suddenly opened, and six extremely strong and muscular wrestlers stepped forward, and they pulled in the chains of the shackles on the orc's wrists and ankles, and their bodies sank, ready to exert their strength.

Lothar gently drew her sword and stepped forward to block half of Ryan's body.

They were in such a big battle that Ryan and most of the nobles who had never seen orcs frowned.

Boval nodded at the royal court mage guarding Ryan's side: "Master, you can lift this orc's [Sleep Curse]. ”

Ryan nodded, and with a few soft spells from the court mage, it was obvious to see the orc move.

"Whoa

In the next moment, a roar like a giant beast sounded, which frightened several nobles so much that they couldn't sit on their chairs and fell to the side of their chairs.

Without asking, without any temptation, the orc, who had taken the blood of demons, attacked directly at the nearest human.

His outburst was so swift that the six wrestlers couldn't stop his movements in the first place. There was a wrestler who was unsteady and was dragged in front of him by the orcs.

The orcs moved fast, the Wang family's guards moved faster, and almost at the same time, seven or eight long swords had pierced into the orc's body.

Seeing that the orc was no longer alive, this ferocious orc once again showed his ferocity to the entire Stormwind Kingdom higher-ups. He opened his fanged mouth and bit down on Lux's shoulder, biting off a piece of flesh the size of a fist.

Suddenly there was a blur of flesh and blood.

Fortunately, Lux's head was biased at the critical time, otherwise it would not have hit his shoulder, but his neck.

The orc quickly choked, and in the huge council chamber, there was only the suppressed moaning of the wrestler, and the bloody breath that severely irritated the nasal passages.