A world far away is in danger of destruction. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A close relative is in danger of losing his life.

Which one has the greatest impact on your soul?

Of course, the rescue of the dearest!

Having not experienced Carazan's extremely dangerous battle, Ryan was very grateful to Duke intellectually and emotionally, but nowhere near as strong as the mental shock of this time.

At some point, Duke's young figure had coincided with Maddivan in Ryan's mind. The same wisdom, the same kindness, the same reliability, saving the crisis at the most critical moment.

As you get old, whether you are old or your friend Lothar, how many years can your body be strong?

Duke is different, not only is Duke incredibly talented and powerful, but he is only 15 years old. Even if he falls under some of Sargeras's curses, Duke is still eighteen or nineteen years old, and if he becomes a pillar of the Stormwind Kingdom, then Varian won't have to worry about magic or even business for a long time.

For a moment, Ryan's heart was a little eager.

Unfortunately, there is one more pressing matter to deal with.

Where did those orcs who killed a thousand knives come from!?

This made Ryan's heart very painful. Not only was it because all the defenses at the South Gate were useless, but it also meant that the countdown to the fall of Stormwind had begun.

There are no fortifications, and the battle loss ratio of humans to orcs of the same level is three to one. This is also the proportion of professional soldiers with long-term military training. The farmers who had been plowing the fields a few months ago, even if they were fully armed and ran into orcs, the exchange ratio was at least ten to one.

There were less than 70,000 soldiers left in the entire kingdom. And the orcs ...... The latest report is that there are at least 400,000 orcs left. It's a terrifying number that can't fill the entire Stormwind Kingdom with enough people to die.

King Lane's face twitched, and he turned his head and ordered: "Luther, you lead people to hunt down the orcs, at least to the city wall." Andrew, you let your men take over Stormwind Fortress and clean it out of the Orcs. Jamacha, you take the city guards to clean up Chengli. ”

Then Ryan turned his head and looked at Duke with a straight face, "Thank you so much, Duke." As much as I would love to promote you to duke right away, we have something more important to do now. I need your advice very much, and from today onwards, I hope you will be able to attend every military meeting. ”

Duke bowed lightly: "This is my glory, Your Majesty." ”

"I'll be waiting for you in an hour in the Stormstorm Fortress Council. Ryan patted Duke on the shoulder, and hurried to see his queen.

Duke knew that from this moment on, he had truly become the core of the entire Stormwind Kingdom. Not only because he holds the lifeblood of the Stormwind Kingdom at sea, but also because of his heroic and loyal outstanding performance again and again, he has finally won the complete recognition of Ryan.

Especially this time, without Duke, Stormwind Fortress, the core of Stormwind City, would have been occupied by the elite of Orgrim. When the time comes, Stormwind will fall today.

Of course, all Duke did was repel the orc's surprise attack. Not so much luck next time.

Even so, as far as the eye can see, there are corpses everywhere, and there are burned houses everywhere. In just half an hour, the orcs invaded and wreaked havoc on Stormwind. Not only the physical loss, but also the mental.

At this moment, Duke could faintly hear the screams of the people in the distance.

"Stormwind is broken! Stormwind Fortress has fallen!"

However, these things are not in Duke's business.

Just as Duke was about to go and see what was going on with Windsor, another group of Stormwind soldiers arrived. Knowing that they looked no different from the other Stormwind soldiers, Duke noticed that the insignia on their left chest representing the troops and their affiliation was a black insignia, with a Death Reaper skull with a hood in the center, and countless mage hands looming next to the skull.

Hey!?

Isn't this my person?

Duke was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the leader was his number one butler, Macaro. At a glance, Duke really noticed a lot of familiar faces. The mercenaries who went to the Western Wilderness with him at the beginning were at least at the captain level.

"Master!" Makaro was still the little mercenary leader in front of Duke, despite his high status in the eyes of outsiders. He clearly remembered that all his glory actually came from the master in front of him, the incomparably magical Aquaman Duke.

Without Duke, he would always be the mercenary leader who has no interest in his life.

"Huh, this dress?"

"Well, we are the official official documents of the master of Marcus, your noble private soldiers. It's just that Stormwind City is in danger, and you, master, are not here, and people like us with combat experience have been temporarily requisitioned by Lord Lothar. Lord Lothar promised to let you go as soon as you returned. ”

Duke smiled, he didn't care about such a trivial matter, let alone the person who called them was Lothar.

"Wendthor is seriously injured, Macaro, you go and get the best priest in Stormwind in my name. The others followed Marcaro Jr. to clean up the remnants of the orcs in Stormwind. ”

Half an hour later, Macaro, who had been personally treated by the Archbishop of Stormwind, saved his life. The priest's healing technique is very effective for physical wounds, even internal organ damage. Of course, the essence of healing is to use divine power to stimulate the potential of the human body. Healing wounds comes at the cost of depleting the body's life potential. To put it simply, it is a longevity.

Without the present, there is no future. Everyone knows that.

In front of the hospital bed, a pale-faced Wendsol looked at Duke with an apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry, master, am I useless? I didn't even hold that guy with a hammer. ”

Duke smiled, Wendthor was still young, loyal and not lacking in courage, but he was far from the hero of later generations who had an iron will and regarded death as his home.

"If you knew that the red-skinned orc with the square hammer was named Orgrim*, the hammer of destruction, and he was the first warrior of the tribe, would your heart feel better?"

"Really!?" Wendthor was a little surprised, but then his eyes dimmed again: "Hell, I was happy to lose to the strongest, this proves that I still lack cultivation." ”

"Poof-" Duke was also happy, "Please, there is really no one in the whole kingdom who can compete with it except for Lothar, with whom he can fight fairly." ”

"Master, you can't do it either?"

Duke muttered, "If I am given at least half an hour of ample time without interference, I probably have a fifty percent chance of consuming him to death." ”

Duke secretly added in his heart: On the premise that I will not be resurrected.

Caught off guard, Wendsol asked, "Will the Stormwind Kingdom be destroyed?"

"Stormwind will fall, and Stormwind Kingdom will be destined to be reborn after defeating the Orcs!" )