Stormwind God

Face or importance?

If you can, of course you need both face and practical benefits.

No matter in history or in this life, Arthas is a pragmatist in his bones.

In the Stratholme incident in history, Arthas could have hypocritically waited for the citizens to become undead, and then shouted the name of righteousness in tears, and 'purified' the citizens of Stratholme.

For a higher goal in his heart, he was still Prince Lordaeron at the time, he did not hesitate to defile his reputation, ordered a massacre, and stained his hands himself.

When things were impossible, Arthas finally faced the reality.

"Withdraw Elite!"

With the spirit command of the Lich King, the Scourge's defense weakened significantly at the remaining important strongholds.

"Huh?" Whether it was Varian, Magni, Sylvanas commanding the front, or Kael'thas and Jaina shooting at the rear, they felt the changes of the Scourge for the first time.

Although the coalition's attack was covered by the two floating cities of Dalaran and Naxhamas, which had been temporarily repaired, to avoid the pain of an assault, the endless number of natural disaster soldiers brought great trouble to the front.

It's different now. For every key node or fortress in the past, there must be a Death Knight or Lich in the town.

The offensives in these days have found that the offensive is extremely smooth, and no intermediate-level undead can be found, let alone high-level.

The left-behind undead are either rushing out to deliver food; or they are holding on to their positions and only attacking enemies who enter their own one-third of the acres. For the companion who was beaten and besieged next door, it is a self-defeating one The momentum of the fart thing, sit and watch them being killed, and then wait for the destiny of destruction to fall on his head after a while.

"Are you finally at the decisive battle?" Duke gently tapped the command table with his index finger of his right hand, and then gave an order: "Give an order to rest the silver hand and all heroes of the heroic level or above for three months. Frontline Give it to the deputy commander. "

Duke's order was executed quickly and attracted a little unexpected visitors.

"Oh? Warlock, why are you here?"

Coming, of course, was Warlock Sarufal, the orc loyal to the chieftain looked much older. Not only were there signs of humpback, his hair, his horns turned out to be much paler than the previous days.

The only son is dead, it ’s not all night!

Duke sighed. In a sense, he also sat and watched Little Saurfang die. If Putres is the mastermind and Arthas is the culprit, he can at least get an accomplice.

Unfortunately, the different races and positions make it impossible for him to consider things from a tribal perspective.

In a sense, Saurfang the younger died, and the tribe also lost the chance to appear a second Saar. Although this opportunity is not great.

But Duke respected Warlock.

He was brave and loyal. In the original history, he was still a warrior on the front line from the time when the first dark gate to the army came back to that era.

"My Excellency Duke Marcus, I hope to participate in the Alliance of Heroes at least in my personal capacity."

Duke looked at the vicissitudes of his face, his bloodshot, half-bulged eyes, and sighed again.

Duke understands the tribe's approach. The sacrifice of the tribe is already large enough, and more than 200,000 troops will be destroyed. The leader-level powerhouse lost two at a time, one was the strongest mage, and the other was a rising star who might have become the next chief.

There is no ghost to say Thrall has no grudges.

The tribe's talents are now dying. If a leader of a large race dies, such as Kane or Woking, the tribal situation will definitely fall apart.

In fact, in private, Thrall absolutely opposed King Varufal's attack on the Icecrown Citadel. On the bright side, Thrall could not find a reason.

Warlock continued to say to himself: "Dranosh is my only son. He is a good boy. He has the courage of the orcs and the big picture that the orcs often don't have. I have put all my hopes and my future It's a pity that he is pinned on him, and since fate has doomed the Saurfang family, I accept this fate. "

Suddenly, Warock's whole body muscles swelled up tightly: "But in the end, not as a commander, not as an orc, but just as a father ... even if I cannot complete his redemption, I will at least let He rests! "

father! ?

This word deeply touched Duke's heart.

He suddenly remembered the children in Aurelia's and Wind's belly.

Yes! He is already a father.

From the moment she was pregnant.

If it happened that he encountered something like Warlock, he would be crazy.

"Well, Warlock, I agree. It's a resonance as a father."

"You ... you agree?" Warlock seemed unbelieving. Because of an outsider's rash joining, it is likely to have a great impact on teamwork. As the commander of the orcs, of course, he knows how dangerous a subordinate who is likely to run away will be in the elite group with a very low fault tolerance rate.

"Thank you! Duke Marcus." I didn't know what to say any more. Warlock's face was a little stiff, and he just touched his head.

Duke thought about it and chose to comfort Varok, even though it made him feel hypocritical: "Varok ... Death is not the end. Even our alliance can accommodate Darian Mograine and him If we can successfully defeat Arthas, there must be a lot of undead strongmen who can break free of the shackles and join the great cause of fighting the Burning Legion. "

"This ... oh, this is also ..." Suddenly thought that his son might still have a chance to come back, even as an undead, but the son is the son, and the soul in the shell is still the one who accompanied him. For many years in the soul, Warlock suddenly felt better.

Yes! Hope has not completely disappeared.

After all thanks, Warlock retreated.

But at this time, Duke remembered something quite serious and had to pay attention.

The original history has long been messed up by his fierce butterfly. If there is a goddess of fate, he must be the **** who has forced the goddess of countless times.

The problem came. Originally, after Arthas had completely farted in history, in order to prevent the riots of the undead and the undead in the world, he was burned by flames and tortured by two fools. Berval Fortagan succeeded the Lich King as Three generations.

Now that Boev is bouncing around alive, then ... in case there must be a Lich King, where is Duke's noble and bunker soul to sit in the position of the Lich King?