"Hell, most of those orcs are the elite who have been eliminated through brutal gladiatorial battles. www.biquge.info"A general muttered the truth of the matter in a whisper.

Duke rolled his eyes.

If you don't do it, why do you still die?

is so brain-dead that he doesn't kill them all, but helps others cultivate elites, Terenus's IQ, immortality is a waste of oxygen in the world!

Luckily, he stabbed his precious son to death, otherwise Duke wouldn't have wanted to clean up the mess for Lordaeron.

No matter if your northern continent is a scumbag, just keep my Storm Kingdom, anyway, when the time comes, you don't need me to guard the World Tree or something...... Right?

Lordaeron did the sin, and now you want me to carry it?

I'm going to cheat some elite troops, am I easy?

Beside him, a large number of Lordaeron generals saw Duke's eyelids jumping wildly, looking like he was going crazy at any time, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Dalaran City was defeated, and it stands to reason that the 80,000 elites of the Scarlet Cross Legion have arrived, and they can definitely help Dalaran support the Scourge Legion. I'm afraid that the humans here will go to reinforcements on the front foot, and the orcs on the back foot will arrive!

Duke took the note full of orc information, read it three times, and then sneered: "You Lordaeron can do it too." Only send 3,000 men to guard 10,000 orcs?And then all the orcs in the gladiatorial arena with Brill as the center ran out, but they didn't report it because they ran into Arthas's 'triumph'? Even the Warsong clan that still hasn't been exterminated is here?"

Duke's sneer whipped like a whip in the face of every Lordaeron general, an invisible sting that made their faces hot.

Most of the generals bowed their heads.

This is the pot of Terenus, and as long as they still carry Lordaeron's epaulettes on them for a day, they must carry them all day.

At this time, Renault's weak voice sounded: "Isn't there only 10,000 orcs in Gohold Castle......"

His son Alexandros was angry on the spot: "Bastard boy, you are not qualified to speak here!"

Duke raised his hand and stopped old Mograine.

"Little guy, although I am only half a generation older than you, you are not qualified to speak on military matters. Duke immediately saw Renault's unconvinced expression, and Duke also smiled: "Say it's 10,000 orcs." In fact, there is definitely more than that, and the extra ones are secretly sold by the guards to the gladiatorial arena. So there are at least fifteen thousand orcs in it who are full of hatred for humans. ”

Duke's voice fell, and the faces of all the Lordaeron generals sank.

Corrupt!

Dirty!

And recklessly.

If you can't figure out the strength of your opponent, you will rush into the army, which is definitely a taboo for soldiers.

Normally, even a well-trained recruit can easily be swapped for three against an orc. The orcs' title of 'Fighting Nation' is not blown.

If you count the 30,000 orcs who attacked Goorhold, then even Mograine's 80,000 elites are enough to choke.

At this time, Duke raised a second finger: "Second, the orcs entrenched in Gohold now are not thirty or fifty thousand. At least 100,000!"

This news is a bolt from the blue!

Mograini and the others were all blinded.

100,000? Where did 100,000 come from?

"How much orc labor?" asked Abidis tentatively.

"Zero. Duke sighed: "And it's not an ordinary second-tier tribe, it's an elite warrior of an absolute first-tier clan." ”

"What!?" old Mograini and the others were shocked.

As those who have experienced the Second Dark Gate War and have been fighting against the remnants of the tribe for many years, they know best the difference in combat power between the elite of the tribe, the first-tier clans and the second-tier clans.

Abidis asked in surprise: "Where are the 100,000 elites?"

Duke spread out the information and pointed to the tribal clan battle flags drawn by the scouts, the other flags they recognized. The only thing that stands out is the banner of the [Battle Song] clan. And Duke was referring to another flag symbol that they were so unfamiliar with.

"This is the Frostwolf Clan. It used to be the fourth clan in the tribe after the Blackstone, Warsong, and Bloodring Clan. In addition to the small number of people, the combat power is definitely top-notch. ”

"Frostwolf?" the name was unfamiliar to everyone.

Duke said slowly, "It's normal that you don't know. Because this clan was in the first year of the Dark Gate, as soon as they arrived in Azeroth, they were exiled to the first Great Chieftain at that time, the Black Hand and the King of Warlocks, Gul'dan, because of political disagreements. They traversed the entire southern continent in great secrecy, crossing the sea from Baladine Bay in the dark, passing through Hillsbrad, and secluded in seclusion deep in the Alterac Mountains. ”

"How many elite orc soldiers are there in the Frostwolf Clan?" Mograine asked.

"It won't be less than fifty thousand. ”

How many there are, Duke doesn't know. Since the Frostwolf Clan has not been subjected to particularly sharp encirclement and suppression in the past fifteen years, it is not surprising that Thrall, who has regained his ancestry, will gain the support of Frostwolf. Fifty thousand is already a conservative number.

Every general who experienced the Second Battle of the Dark Gate had his brows twisted into Sichuan characters.

In this way, let alone saving Dalaran, even self-protection is not enough.

The evil undead combined with the orcs who hate humans are enough to kill an entire continent.

Queen Kalia, who was sitting at the top, looked left and right, even if she didn't know anything about military affairs, she knew that something was wrong.

Before they knew it, everyone had their eyes on Duke.

Look at this magical commander who wiped out millions of orcs with less than one-third of the opponent's troops more than ten years ago.

If someone else sits in this position, it must be a desperate end of death.

But he's different.

He is Duke Marcus - a living legend recognized by the three races of the entire League!

"Since everyone regards me as the commander, I will naturally lead everyone to fight a way out......" Duke's young face was full of confidence, and the powerful momentum of pointing the country and about to play with the strong enemy in the palm of his hand made the three women present excited.

Kalia, Illusia, Sari...... They all showed adoring eyes.

At this moment, the castle of Gohold.

"No, don't kill me—no—"

The last human guard was torn alive, and the orcs, who had been tortured for an unknown number of years, tore off the guard's hands, feet, and heads one by one like a doll, turning them into pieces of flesh.

"Hahahaha! hahahaha-" The blood-stained orc laughed maniacally.

"Long live Saar—"

"Long live Orgrim—"

"Long live the Grom Hell Roar—"

The orcs cheered and raised their rudimentary weapons in the air, showing off their muscles.

Sal was carrying a blood-stained battle axe, equally excited.

Even he has suffered for too long.

The whipping of man seemed to be burning in his back. (To be continued.) )