Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Arthas saw Onyxia's embarrassed look, and couldn't let her leave directly into the form of a dragon, otherwise Keldaron would be panicked tomorrow.

He took off his cloak and threw it toward Onyxia, wrapping the countess in a large blue-gold cloak.

Onyxia held the two corners of the cloak, standing still at a loss.

"You are always so kind." Lothar shrugged and moved his previously injured arm.

Although he has been cured, the burn caused by the high temperature dragon's breath is not only physical, even Lothar, who has died, can feel the burning sensation in the soul.

But for Lothar and Orgrim, who have been fighting for many years and taking all kinds of injuries as the writer's commonplace, such pain is not enough to make them incapacitated.

"Listen, Onyxia, I need you to return to Stormwind and continue to control the nobles."

Arthas has no need to use Onyxia for the time being, but the nobles in Stormwind still need someone to control. The Countess Katrana played by Onyxia is the most suitable candidate.

Before Varian ended his adventure in Kalimdor, it was impossible to integrate the nobles fighting in Stormwind with only one Bervard. Someone must be able to solve this problem.

Onyxia said in a certain way, "But...Master, if the nobles knew that I was on the side of the king, they would definitely be dissatisfied."

"Do you still need me to teach you how to do it?" Arthas almost thought that Onyxia had become stupid under the contract of soul division, so that such stupid questions could be asked.

The black dragon princess paused for a moment, and continued to say weakly, "By the way...Master, there is one more thing. Before I came to Lordaeron, I sent a message to Nefarian."

"what news?"

Arthas raised his eyebrows. He originally thought it would be some of Onyxia's backs, but he didn't expect the answer from the Black Dragon Princess.

"I asked him to help me cause some chaos in Stormwind, and weaken the army by the way... I think he should send his Blackrock Orcs to attack the Stormwind garrison in Redridge Mountains."

Arthas and Lothar hadn't spoken yet, Orgrim's expression was condensed, and he asked in a low voice, "What did you say?"

It's a pity that Onyxia just sighed to Arthas. She was still the arrogant black dragon princess and looked down on other mortal creatures.

She ignored Orgrim's questioning, but looked at Arthas. Arthas probably also guessed the reason for Orgrim's change of face. He nodded and signaled Onyxia to continue.

"In order to ensure his dominance in the clan, Red Blackhand, the chief of the Blackrock Orcs, took refuge in my brother, Nefarian, and established himself as the new warchief; and Reid will send his troops to fight against the stone of Redridge Mountain. Fort conducts an assault."

"Reid?! How dare he—I should break his leg at the time!"

After Orgrim heard the name, he was immediately furious. Even the coldness of death did not reduce his anger. "Although his father is a stupid, he is an orthodox orc warrior anyway, but this guy, unexpectedly Become a traitor to the tribe in a low voice!"

"It seems that you have enough motivation in this matter." Lothar spread his hands.

Orgrim turned to look at Arthas. The orc had already let go of the so-called glory in the previous incident. He knelt on one knee in front of the Lich King Arthas, and ordered: "Please send me to Chi Back Mountain, I will unscrew Reid's head by myself."

The Blackstone clan was once the elite of the tribe and a clan from Orgrim. He could not tolerate his original compatriots being enslaved by the black dragon.

"If I can, I would also like to go there. After all, it is the territory of the Kingdom of Stormwind and cannot tolerate the tarnishment of the black dragon." Lothar almost meant the same thing as Orgrim.

"If you want to deal with Reid, it shouldn't be necessary," Onyxia added on the side. "According to the timing, Stone Castle may have fallen--and the coward of Reid, he doesn't Dare to be on the front lines."

"Although I don't know what happened to the stone castle after it was rebuilt, it was a dangerous place that stood untouched for a long time in the first orc war," Lothar frowned. "Even if it was an orc raid, it shouldn't fall. So fast."

As the former Grand Marshal of Stormwind, Lothar is aware of the deployment and fortifications of every part of the kingdom. Located on the side of the Redridge Mountain, the fort guarding the Burning Plain and the Redridge Mountain pathway should not fall so easily. That's right.

"Stormwind’s financial problems have not been completely resolved. In recent years, the problem of the orcs has not been significant. Under the influence of my nobles, the originally heavily guarded fortress now only has less than a thousand defensive forces. Quite a few are untrained militias."

"Tsk, you are such a dangerous scourge, maybe I should suggest Alsace to kill you." Lothar glanced at Onyxia, if it was what Onyxia said, then even staying at the stone castle No matter how good the commander is, it is indeed difficult to complete the defense of the stone fort.

The black dragon princess wanted to show her cold posture again, but after Arthas looked at her, she retracted again, not daring to speak.

"Okay, there is no magic circle in Stormwind City that can summon you. By the time you arrive at Redridge Mountain, I am afraid it will be too late." Arthas shook his head, and the Blackrock Orcs who had been ordered by Onyxia would definitely follow Swarms from the burning plain, the fall of the stone castle has become inevitable.

What we need to do now is to inform Stormwind City of the news. It is no longer realistic to rely on Alsace to send people to help.

If Arthas remembers correctly, the commander in charge of this battle is Marshal Windsor of Stormwind. He is loyal to his king. Of course, he faces a huge disparity in strength, even though Windsor He tried his best to fight the Blackrock Orcs, but he was still defeated and captured.

During the time he was imprisoned in the Blackrock Tower, the resourceful marshal also noticed that there seemed to be a black dragon behind the sneaky actions of the Blackrock Orcs. He vaguely felt that this was related to the corruption in Stormwind, and he began to secretly pay attention to the prison. Everything outside.

After some groping, Windsor got a shocking answer-Countess Katrana of Stormwind was a member of the Black Dragon Legion, so everything would make sense.

Later, he went through many hardships and returned to Stormwind City, but at that time he was regarded as the main reason for the failure of the war with the Blackrock Orcs, and was regarded as a shameful loser and deserter under the calculations of the nobles of Stormwind.51 Aesthetic Novels www.51wenm.com

However, the noble Windsor won the trust of his colleagues. After that, he confronted Onyxia in Stormwind Fortress and used the magic recorded on the ancient slate to crack Onyxia's magic spell.

Knowing the truth, Bovar was furious. He beheaded Onyxia's dragon guard, but failed to leave the black dragon princess herself. After taking Windsor's life, she mocked the big The Duke left after a while.

Windsor's death in the arms of Grand Duke Bourval confirms the phantom he saw in the tower when he was an ordinary soldier, following Marshal Lothar's raid on Karazhan—he died in the attack of a black dragon.

Now it seems that the failure of the Battle of Stone Fort is an inevitable fact. Even if Stormwind City is notified now, when the reinforcements of Stormwind arrive, at most the Blackrock Orcs stationed in the ruins of Stone Fort will be driven away, and it is no longer possible to restore those passing away. Heroes and warriors.

"The master is right, the fall of the stone castle is already inevitable." Onyxia echoed Alsace's statement.

Arthas looked at Thassarian on one side, "Sassarian."

"I'm here, Your Highness." Sassarian replied in a hoarse voice. After the initial confusion, he faced his own identity, and now he is also working for the prince.

"Orgrim and Lothar have other things to do. I can only send you to Redridge Mountain first," Arthas commanded. "I will report to me after finding out about the orc army. The situation gives you some assistance."

"Yes, Your Highness."

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"Finally here..." Grommash Hellscream led the remnants of the Warsong clan to a completely unfamiliar continent. He walked on the crimson beach, enjoying the sense of solidity with his feet standing on the land.

But his mood is still a bit depressed-the orcs have paid a painful price in order to cross the endless sea. They have no nautical charts and can only rely on the simplest way to navigate the unfathomable ocean.

Coupled with the incomparable simplicity of their ships, Grommash estimated that it would be a good thing for 60% of the orcs to set foot on this land alive.

And now, what makes the morale of the orcs even more depressed is that they have separated from their large forces. Because of a sudden storm, the Warsong clan led by Hellscream and the orcs led by Thrall were forced to separate.

Grommash did not find the wreckage of other ships on this beach, that is to say, Thrall did not go ashore from here.

But Grommash also believed in Thrall's abilities. As a shaman, he was not so easy to die in a storm.

"Chief, what are we doing now?"

An orc asked Gromash, they are still in a state of excitement and confusion because they have come to a new land, and they need a backbone to give them orders.

Grommash said without hesitation, "Follow me and explore the way for our people."

While Hellscream led the Warsong clan to explore the unknown land, Thrall was leading a considerable number of orcs, lost on an island full of primitive jungle.

In order to avoid the storm, they hurriedly chose this place that looked like a rainforest to land, but when their ship ran aground, Thrall discovered that they had not reached the real continent at all, where they are now. It is an island with dense jungle.

According to the scout's intelligence and the news he exchanged with the elemental spirits, there is not only an island here, but an archipelago composed of many large and small islands. The jungle is full of dangerous animals and plants.

Thrall rode his own wolf and carried the hammer of destruction, carefully leading his tribe to find a temporary habitat in the jungle and find a way to leave these islands.

Soon, they met a group of annoying, but ubiquitous creatures on Azeroth-murlocs.

These hordes of amphibians are surrounding their prey. Thrall, with the help of the super-distance vision brought by the power of the elements, clearly saw that the murlocs were surrounded by the orcs' former allies: the troll.

Under the siege of the murlocs, several trolls stalked left and right. Although there were countless murloc corpses lying under their feet, they themselves were also scarred and obviously no longer able to fight.

Thrall did not hesitate for too long, and immediately chose to assist these trapped trolls.After all, compared to murlocs, at least trolls can communicate, and these trolls who look like natives may be able to tell themselves how to leave these islands.

The fish people who had the upper hand encountered the impact of the orc troops behind them, and soon their morale collapsed and fled in all directions.

Bullying and fearing hardship are the typical characteristics of fish people. They will be extremely bloodthirsty and crazy when besieging prey that is weaker or smaller than their own, but they will run for their lives immediately when they encounter a stronger opponent.

The orcs look down on these weak amphibians very much, and they are extremely cruel when they start. Anyway, on Azeroth, there are few who don't hate murlocs.

After solving the remaining murlocs and helping those trolls get out of trouble, Thrall walked to the front and talked with the leading troll in a troll language, "Hello, my name is Thrall, it’s the current of these orcs. Leader, we are not malicious, just want to help you, by the way, ask how to leave here."

After speaking, Thrall deliberately released some mild natural auras, trying to make the trolls put their guard down.

But the troll who had just encountered the attack, even if it was out of danger, it was difficult to simply relax its vigilance, but the troll headed by it still responded to Thrall's words.

"Hello, visitors from afar, although I don’t know how you came to Kalimdor and lived on the Echo Isles, I still appreciate your help. You can call me Vol'jin, I’m Darkspear Chief Sen. Kim's son."

Thrall noticed the unfamiliar word, "Dark Spear", which sounded like the name of the tribe to which these trolls belonged.He put the Doomhammer in his waist, Thrall saw Vol'jin's anxiety and tension under his exhausted expression, and he realized that these trolls might be in greater trouble.

Woking didn’t hide anything, he just paused for a while and continued, “I really want to thank you for your help and tell you how to leave the Echo Islands, but my father was captured by a group of evil murlocs. I must go. Save him, he is our chief and Darkspear's most powerful witch doctor. We cannot lose him."

The young Thrall immediately realized that this seemed like a good opportunity.