Chapter 32: Pioneers

The fetters of fate literally translate to metaphysics and luck.

This kind of reason, which is not a reason, can only be boiled down to the category of unreliable such as intuition.

Captain Garcia didn't ask much after all, anyway, Duke was so upright, and he was doing things within the scope given by Lothar, so there was nothing to say, and after some greetings, he gave Duke a package ticket.

"Within an hour, Mr. Reginald Windsor will appear before you. ”

A real military man is definitely very disciplined.

Few of the soldiers taught by Stormwind City are really scum.

When Duke met Windsor in the guest house, Duke couldn't help but smile.

His mouth was obedient, but his face was full of dissatisfaction, and he almost engraved the words 'I hate you' on his forehead.

In the game, all Duke can see is the gamified uncle.

When he really saw Windsol, Duke felt that the marshal had also been young, and he was quite cute.

Although the 'marshal' is still the short golden flat head, but the age is there, how much beard can a 14-year-old boy accumulate?

There is no need to think about the beard, the beard under the eagle's nose is a faint golden light mark. Coupled with his national character face, very distinctive golden horizontal eyebrows and special facial muscles, it is completely a poker face.

The only thing that satisfied Duke was Wendthall's muscles, bulging biceps, thick thighs, and an explosive sense of power all over his body.

With this muscle, I'm afraid one hit Duke ten is enough.

Of course, compared to adult orcs with arms thicker than human thighs, Windthor will still have the upper hand in terms of strength.

Duke smiled and said, "What? Wendthall, you're not happy about being my follower?"

It is clear that Wendthor is the kind of typical military man, straight gut, who does not hide it at all.

"Yes, my dream is to be a glorious Stormwind warrior and fight on the front lines of the battlefield to defend the kingdom, not to be an exclusive escort, even if it is against a powerful mage. Besides, in my opinion, you are not powerful. ”

As soon as Wendsol's words fell, Duke made a move.

Let the next magic be instantaneous.

[Ice Arrow] directly teaches the future Marshal Wendsol to be a man.

"Ahh The hard armor didn't stop the icy chill from invading his chest. If Duke hadn't left his hand, maybe Wendsol would have been left with a disease or something.

A few minutes later, in front of the only stove lit for heating in the academy, Wendthor covered himself with a blanket and shuddered, "Well, I apologize for the phrase 'Your Excellency, you are not strong'. ”

"I accept your apology. Duke smiled and handed over a cup of ginger tea to Wendsol.

Wen Der Saul, who began to recognize Duke, had a less stiff expression on his face: "However, I still think that becoming your follower conflicts with my dreams. ”

"What is your dream? Have you thought about it?"

Wendsol was a little dazed, didn't he already say what his dream was?

Duke said, "Actually, we all have the same dream - to fight for the rise of the Stormwind Kingdom!"

Wendthor shuddered.

"See the glittering lion badge on your chest?"

Following Duke's words, Windsor lowered his head.

Duke spoke, talking.

"Once, in response to the threat of trolls, the great Soladin the Great unified the tribes of the human race and established the great Arathas Empire. Humanity's footprints began to spread across the continent, and new city-states were built one after another, however, as it prospered, its most powerful core began to fall apart. ”

"The lords of Riptide City began to gradually transfer their possessions to the bustling northern region of Lordaeron, leaving the barren South behind. Even the heir of Soladin the Great, the last of the heirs of the Arathi bloodline, was lost in the crumbling walls of the ancient Riptide City. ”

"After many long years, a team of knights finally arrived in what is today the Valley of the Kings. A man raised his sword before the knights and said: 'I swear by my sword that the kingdom of Stormwind will carry the glory of the empire of Arathor and sweep away all oppression and injustice, and that my people, my subjects, will follow the oath of Emperor Soladin and continue along the path of prosperity and strength of mankind, and if one day decay and inprogress blind the eyes of our descendants, let the kingdom of Stormwind be destroyed in despair!' ”

"Twelve hundred years ago, the Lion Banner of the Stormwind Kingdom was raised in this Grand Canyon. Reflecting the newborn sun on that day. ”

"But Wendthor, tell me why, 1,200 years later, Stormwind's territory is still dominated by the Elwyn Forest, why is the Western Wilderness followed by 'wilderness', and why is there a barren word for 'barren' in the Red Ridge Mountains?"

"Wendsol, for whom is your sword drawn? isn't it for the future, for tomorrow, for our descendants, for them to have a broader living space, in order to no longer live in the shadow of monsters and all kinds of external threats. ”

"What the Stormwind Kingdom needs most is not a simple-minded soldier, but a pioneer!"

"Wendsol, answer me, would you like to accompany me to be a trailblazer?"

Wendthall's mouth squirmed, and it was clear that his still naΓ―ve mind was beginning to falter under the flickering of Duke, the traverser.

However, there is still an unusual persistence in his heart.

"Lord Marcus, I ask you to show me your plan, the complete plan. Windsor sat up, uncompromising determination in his hesitant blue eyes.

"I'll show you. ”

Fifteen minutes later, Duke led Wendsol to the docks of Stormwind.

Boat!

From the moment he decided to develop in Stormwind, Duke had a ship in mind.

It is impossible to forget that in the Warcraft movie, the brightly armored Stormwind Guards were overwhelmed by the green sea of orcs. In complex terrain, orcs who have the absolute upper hand in both strength and agility are invincible.

A ravine or dangerous place that humans thought was impassable was not a problem at all for orcs who were accustomed to harsh environments.

According to the urine nature of history, Duke is not optimistic about Stormwind at all. If he crosses over to King Lane, maybe he can still be saved. It's a pity that he's not, he only has a civilian identity. Even with the help of the System Elves, there is still a limit to what Duke can do.

So Duke thought of the ship, the one needed for both the retreat and the future counteroffensive.