Stormwind God

If you say that the first few steps of Mark Ducún are just that you can still see Duke's style faintly between the eyebrows. With the last few steps, everyone is surprised to see that Mark Ducún is inexplicable. It has completely become Duke Marcus.

This magical performance shocked everyone who knew Duke with their mouths wide open, and they couldn't close for a long time.

"Who is he?" A young orc who had grown up in Nagrand asked his compatriot from Azeroth next to him, watching the black iron and thick armor still hanging on his chest in a certain form of fangs, this one The elder orc is a centurion.

The centurion had a complex expression on his face. If he had n’t seen it with his own eyes, it would have been impossible to imagine that this rough, sloppy green face would have such a rich emotional expression: "He ... he was a nightmare of the orcs, now the allies Commander, Azeroth demigod Duke Marcus! "

For the old generation and even the new generation of Azeroth orcs, the feeling given to them by the name Duke Marcus is absolutely complicated.

"Why do we have to listen to a ... human order?" The young orcs from Nagrand thought very directly. The orcs from Azeroth came to save them. Why did the orcs listen to a human command?

The sigh of the elder orc has infinite sighs: "Child, twenty-four years ago, I was as young as you. At that time, 'our world' was not as bad as it is now, but many people can no longer live. Conquering with conquest The dream of a new world, we crossed the dark door, and at first we were invincible, killing millions of humans and dwarves opposite, and then the alliance led by Duke Marcus defeated us and killed in various ways More orc warriors. "

During this history, many orcs from Azeroth were reluctant to mention it. For the first time, the young orc and the orcs around him heard this allusion and opened their mouths in surprise.

"Twenty-four years ago, humans could defeat us. Today, they can do the same. But human-dominated alliances have suppressed hatred against us only because we all have common enemies who burn the demons of the Legion. In order to rush us World to save you, we also choose to cooperate with human-led alliances. That's it. "

The older centurion's explanation silenced him.

No orc knows what his future is, but it will be better than staying in a fast-destructing world. This is why the orcs can maintain their fighting spirit even under the banner of the coalition.

Compared to the orcs' entanglement, the soldiers of the alliance are much simpler.

When they saw Duke's face, they evoked not only the impression of the commander, but also all the glory they had gained.

Those who wander daily in the deepest memory of the veterans only belong to the glory days of the Alliance.

From the darkest and chaotic times, save humans, dwarves, dwarfs, elves, from the crisis of despair, and finally achieve a great time of victory and revival.

The alliance brightened the glory in the eyes of the soldiers.

No one kneeled on one knee, because it was a gift to the king. But the soldiers of the Alliance had a more direct way of paying tribute. They didn't need to order.

There was a long sound of "十五", and 150,000 weapons were lifted together, and it became a cold mountain that suddenly appeared.

So neat, so amazing, that the face of the 300,000 orcs changed.

"Salute to Alliance Commander Duke Marcus!"

Fifteen thousand voices have become one.

There are no deliberately long endings for synergy.

No command from the commander.

Some just show the supreme respect to this face.

The soldiers knew very well where did their honor and pride come from?

Not the inheritor of the noble blood of the King Soradin!

It is the one who inherited the will to unite all races against evil in the War of the Ancients!

The changer who has been working to revolutionize the world with technology and correct past mistakes.

The legendary figure who reached the pinnacle of league power as a civilian and achieved demigod status with a mortal body.

Correct!

His name is Duke Marcus!

Behind Duke, Varian had mixed feelings when he looked at the adoring expressions on the faces of the soldiers, the mechanized armored troops behind the array, and the group of flying ships hovering in the sky.

He worked very hard, and his level of leadership was far beyond his father Ryan.

He still can't get the highest rating in the league. Because he can at best only be a good king, a field-winning marshal, and a qualified alliance leader, but he cannot be a civil affairs expert to improve people ’s livelihood, a scientist to improve science and technology, a The reformer, a super legendary hero who even strangled the demon king and the ancient gods one by one.

Suddenly, I found that I had passed the stage of ‘great infinity’ where I always felt that I could do everything and that my ability would never have an upper limit.

Varian laughed, he figured it out, he wanted to understand his limits.

There can only be one person standing on top of the world, but that one is not him.

If you ca n’t surpass it, you can only accept it. Otherwise, you will kill yourself.

Suddenly, his mood became calm, and Varian gave a Union Salute gently to Duke's back.

Beside him, Thrall's mood was equally complicated, which did not prevent him from paying tribute to Duke's generosity and Quoda. Without Duke's nod, there would be no redemption of millions of orcs. If the alliance is fierce enough, it can even pit the tribe, blow up a huge area, and throw all the orcs into the void to die.

Somehow, Thrall felt that Duke could do it.

At this time, Thrall boxed his chest and paid the highest respect to Duke.

Duke gently raised his hands flat, palms down, and made a gesture of depression.

For a time, the Alliance returned the sword to its sheath, and the crow and bird were silent.

Duke spoke, and his voice was transmitted to every corner of the plain through the pre-set sounding magic.

"Nearly thirty years ago, Kil'jaeden, Commander of the Burning Legion, perplexed Orc Shaman Ner'zhul, saying that the Draenei would bring destruction to the world. This resulted in the brutal and **** battle of Shattrath. "

"Twenty-four years ago, Grom * Hellscream drank the first bowl of demon blood under the enchantment of the evil warlock Gul'dan who had turned to Kil'jaeden. Then there was the fury orc with green skin. There were also The Azeroth invasion led by Blackhand, the first tribal chief. "