Chapter 297: The Great War Resumes (Ask for Subscription)

Are you kidding!?

A 16-year-old Morning Star mage?

That invincible terrifying fluctuation alone killed most of the Morning Star mages in an instant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Duke is a first-class Morning Star mage!

Not counting that Duke is a super mage of fire, frost, and arcane cultivation!

Such an exaggerated super golden thigh, if you don't hold it tightly, you are brain-dead.

The most jubilant fellows ran to Illusia almost in a manner, begging for forgiveness from the noble Barov lady. As long as she doesn't make small reports, then everything is easy to say.

No matter how good-tempered Illusia is, she is not a soft persimmon to be pinched, and she almost defies the complaining gazes of those guys, and truthfully reflects everything to Duke in the past two months.

Duke used Medivan's discipline to turn on [Hypocrisy] and said, "Oh, it's okay, it's all human. It's my fault, my mistake delayed everyone's study. I'll do my best to compensate everyone. If you think it is unreasonable, I am willing to terminate the contract, rest assured, there will be sufficient compensation. ”

Of course, in my heart, it's another matter: you actually look down on me to make trouble?

Those guys just talk about it.

I didn't walk before, and I won't go now.

If I really didn't have confidence in Duke, I wouldn't have chosen to come. The only ones who can come are hard-pressed apprentices or beginner mages who don't have enough money.

The so-called tree falls and scatters. As long as the towering tree of Duke does not fall, there will be no big thing at all. What's more, Duke is not down, but more majestic and exaggerated.

After Duke took several large classes in a row, and also privately instructed some official mages a few times, all the resentment disappeared.

With spring just around the corner, the big war is about to begin.

The orcs, who had been dormant for a winter, not only did not weaken their fighting spirit, on the contrary, the fighting spirit of the orcs became even stronger.

Glory, land, all are longed for by the tribe.

Orcs are never satisfied with these two things.

After receiving reports from spies and the dwarves of Ironforge, the entire upper echelons of the alliance went into a state of alert. Because the orcs who migrated south in the winter are starting to move towards the wetlands one after another. The orc laborers, who had not been evacuated during the winter, had already started building ships again.

In the royal city of Lordaeron, the first high-level meeting of the alliance of the Dark Gate 2 years presided over by Lothar was attended by a high standard, and the kings of various countries still gathered, and taking advantage of the fact that the orc ships did not block the sea, the dwarven prince Magni Copperbeard came to Lordaeron again.

Thanks to the weakening of orc activity in winter, Duke used his direct fleet to transport many batches of scarce supplies to Ironforge in one go. The life of the Copperbeard Dwarves in Ironforge is much better.

Dwarven tunnel warfare is not something that other tall races can play, so there is no point in supporting the soldiers. Duke's act of tightening his belts and providing medicine and food warmed the dwarf's heart even more.

So when he came to Magni to meet Duke in Lordaeron, he expressed his enthusiasm in the most direct way - he used the great force of the dwarves to bend Duke's waist and gave Duke a bear hug.

"Uh-uh, Magni, that's enough! I can't breathe!" Duke rolled his eyes, almost foaming at the mouth.

"Hahaha! Thank you, Duke, you're the dwarf's best friend. I can hardly wait for the day when you lead an army against the orcs. ”

"If you're lucky, we'll be able to counterattack this year. But it depends on whether the heavens favor us. Duke was comforted.

Magni's bastard automatically filtered the rest: "Okay, I'll tell them you're going to be there for another half a year." ”

"Hell, I'm talking about ......"

Magni blinked, revealing a sly side: "My people are in the most difficult situation, and they need hope. If you don't do it, you send a few thousand soldiers into Ironforge next winter, and it's the same 'arrival'. ”

I'll wipe it, it's all right!?

You're a dwarf, are you sure you're not a goblin in a dwarven skin?

Duke wanted to roll his eyes this time.

In return for the Alliance's support of Ironforge, Magni brought with Duke a large number of elongated warhammers and tomahawks built by dwarves in the winter. No way, dwarves just don't like to use swords. It is better for the dwarven craftsmen to awkwardly forge longswords than to build what they do best.

Anyway, the dwarves' two-handed warhammers and tomahawks are one-handed versions when switched to the human side. Build a little longer and adjust the balance a little, and that's the best weapon in the human world.

That's 30,000 high-quality weapons from the dwarves!

The good things made by the dwarves, all the kings are red-eyed, and the partial Magni is admitting death, and no one buys it. The food and medicine were all given by Duke here, and he only gave them to Duke. How to distribute, Duke has the final say.

Duke is also very kind, he will never eat alone, and after arguing with the kings, it doesn't matter what your national strength is, anyway, in principle, according to whoever sends more money and effort, and whoever has the lion's share will be divided.

Naturally, King Terenus was delighted to get the biggest cake ever. The elite regiment of the Scarlet Cross of McGlaeney and General Abydis changed their uniforms and envied the others.

After the rare benefits, for the movement of the orcs, the military hall was noisy into a vegetable market again.

"We! We must build a line of blockhouses on the coast of the South Stream as well! we want your 'cement,' plenty of cement!" roared King Jean.

After the Hillsbrad Hills defensive line was made like an iron bucket by Duke, the most excited was King Jean of Gilnes. Theoretically, if the tribe did not attack the town of Nanhai, the nearest landing site would be the Nanliu coast on the southwest side of the northern continent, which is the doorstep of Gilneth.

He stressed it no less than ten times in an hour.

The bitter cold winter is frozen for thousands of miles, and it is impossible for craftsmen to work in the conditions of snow. After the beginning of spring, if you want to create a line of defense in the shortest possible time, then cement is a must.

"Don't worry, Jean, if a tribe without ships dares to go so far to Gilnehs, the fleet of Kurtilas will drain the green-skinned blood. King Dalin was comforted.

"For the sake of the Holy Light, can't you be a little nervous?Why can't those crazy greenskins make two heads of ogres and moving undead knights, so why can't they make warships or flying demon legions?" Jean was so excited, his thick red neck was like two **** inserted into it. (To be continued.) )