Dawn of Lordaeron

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Thoras jumped up like a spring. After he said this possibility, he quickly denied himself.

"No...impossible, it has been more than ten years, if Danas was still alive, he should have come back long ago..."

Thoras fell back to his throne again. He had given infinite hope to his nephew, but when Danas categorically joined the Alliance Expeditionary Force and penetrated into the enemy's world, there was no more news. .

Everyone regards the members of the Alliance Expeditionary Force as heroes to admire and commemorate. They also know that in the enemy's world, the lack of supplies and the isolated and helpless Alliance Expeditionary Force are undoubtedly bad luck.

In the first year, Thoras also hoped that his nephew would return victorious, but when the Dark Gate suddenly closed inexplicably, his hopes turned into despair.

The Alliance lost countless warriors and heroes, and Thoras also lost a relative.

During the Danas expedition to Delano, Galin was still a teenager. Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, Galin would have fallen so much that he wanted the life of his old man...

Thoras looked at Garlin in a coma, and his heart was mixed. He didn't know why his child wanted the throne of Stromgarde so eagerly, so he made such a big mistake.

He also knew that Garin could no longer be the heir of Stromgarde, otherwise, after the death of Thoras, Arthas would not tolerate such a rebellious existence.

The current Arthas respected Thoras’ identity and called him his uncle. He regarded Thoras as a friend of his father’s peers. But if Thoras still wants Garin to be the crown prince, this uncle may also Can't afford it.

"The Dark Portal suddenly closed for some reason. This is a well-known fact, but this does not mean that all members of the Alliance Expeditionary Force have fallen to Draenor.

It should be said that we are indeed ashamed of them, because we let them stand by and wait for more than ten years in that broken and wild world. They have watched for us for such a long time. Now, it is our turn to take them home. ."

Arthas sincerely stated the current situation on the other side of the Dark Portal, "Uncle Thoras, I implore you to join the alliance again. This has nothing to do with ambition and power, but we need to unite every force to deal with the future. Crisis and difficulties.

You should have heard about the battle of Kalimdor. The Alliance and the ancient night elves paid a considerable price to fight the Burning Legion, but our enemies will not stop their conspiracy because of our weakness."

"Your information is sure to be accurate?"

Thoras was silent for a long time, after all, he couldn't let go of Danas on the expedition to Draenor, "Can you figure it out? If the dark gate opens and the enemy invades our world again, it will not only be Danas and their efforts. In vain, you will be infamy."

"Uncle Thoras, if I say that even if we don’t open the Dark Portal, the Burning Legion will reopen this astral portal someday in the future? Their real purpose is to destroy Azeroth, and Orcs are nothing but chess pieces and poor worms bewitched by demons."

Arthas paused for half a second, and then solemnly said to Thoras, "Moreover, as long as there is hope, we must never give up."

"hope……"

Thoras chanted the word repeatedly, as if a child who had learned the word for the first time was comprehending the meaning behind it.

The elderly king shook his head randomly and smiled bitterly, "Do people like us believe in hope?"

"It has never left. Otherwise, you would not have led an army to attack Alterac's orc forces, and there would be no alliance today. Human civilization has been wiped out as early as more than ten years ago, and only The ruins are broken.

At that time, what was the role you played?"

Alsace’s words reminded Thoras of more than ten years when he led Stromgarde’s army to complete a seemingly impossible task...At that time, what was driving him?

Is it responsibility, dignity, or honor?

No, it doesn't seem to be. At that time, it was the survival instinct to unite the alliance and fight the orcs in Alterac and Lordaeron.

The role played by Thoras is exactly the hope that pulls the alliance members out of despair.

The old king took a deep breath. He had already distrusted hope. I don't know when, maybe it was during the days when Stormgard was not as good as each day, right?

"Alsace... I am no longer the Thoras Trollbane of fifteen years ago, and I am just an old man who has lost a loved one and is alone in front of you."

Thoras brought up the family's holy sword Tokalal. This long sword that drank the blood of countless trolls and enemies has not been affected by time. The sharp blade of the sword, Thoras's old face is clearly reflected Chu.

The wrinkles carved by time are scars that cannot be erased, and his pale hair lets Thoras know that he is no longer the horrified Thoras Trollbane that made his enemies feel terrified.

How many years can he still use the sword?How much can he do for Stormgard?

He is indeed old, so old that his eyes are dim, and he can't even see the darkness and evil buried in his children's heart. He is so old that he is tired of the ridiculous power game, ignoring the suffering his kingdom is going through.

——Ancestor, please listen to my question, does Stormgard have a future?

The ancestor souls of mankind of course cannot answer Thoras' questions. Their inheritance was cut off a lot during the catastrophe. After thousands of years, the civilization and customs of mankind have been very different from those of the Vrykul.

Silence and emptiness are the only answers that Thoras can get.

Arthas was not in a hurry to speak up. He knew that Thoras was facing his biggest demon. If he denied this doubt, it would mean that for the past ten years, Thoras has been In wasting time, it was clear that the proud King Stromgard could not accept this.

Except for Lordaeron and Gilneas farther north, human countries may have suffered more blows and traumas in these decades than in the thousands of years after the Troll War. If Thoras can’t face his actions squarely , Alsace could not help him either.

"Ding--!"

Thoras suddenly pierced Tocalar into the solid throne steps. He held the hilt of the sword and leaned forward. "Three thousand years ago, our first emperor unified the human races and took it from the hands of the trolls. Under the land we depend on for survival.

Three thousand years have passed. Mankind abandoned the former capital of Stromgarde and established a more prosperous kingdom in the north. But Torbane did not abandon Stromgarde, because we have always believed that Stromgarde will always be the first group of human civilization. Where the flame burns.

We have no reason and should not abandon the former residence of our ancestors, so after Thoradin the Great’s blood was cut off, my ancestors took on the burden of Stromgarde.

Arathi is not as rich as Lordaeron, nor as advanced navigation and commercial trade as Kul Tiras, but the spirit of Stromgarde has never been cut off, nor should it lose its meaning in my hands."

Thoras sat upright, his old face was full of solemn solemnity, "Galin is no longer a member of Trollbane, he will be exiled from our sacred capital forever, human The sacred land should not be inherited by people with bad intentions. 000 Literature www.000wxxs.com

And I will use the rest of my life to pay for my former son's guilt until Danas returns to take over the heavy throne."

Thoras stared at Arthas. This time, there was no more hesitation and hesitation in his eyes, "The glory belongs to mankind, Arthas, Stormgard will be with you."

...

Galin was kicked out of Stromgarde, his injuries were treated by priests seven or eighty-eight, but the trauma on his face was too serious, and the bandage wrapped around his face could not be removed.

The sudden blow and the impermanence of fate caused the spirit and mind of the originally ambitious prince to have problems. After the priest said that it was not a pretense, Thoras still selflessly drove him out of Stromgarde.

As a father, Solas’s last gift to Garlin was a horse, a sword, and ten days’ ration. He was too disappointed with his son. The surname of Thorbane did not allow Garin’s depraved behavior. Contaminated.

Without beheading him for treason, Thoras can give him the greatest dignity.

After the mentally disturbed Garlin awoke, he lost his impression of his identity and the murder of Thoras. From the moment he was expelled from the palace, he was no longer the prince of Stormgard, but A man of sin.

Galin didn't know where his destiny would lead, he just rode out of Stromgarde ignorantly and wandered to the Arathi Highlands.

In fact, according to his physique, even if he is looking for a farm and working as a farmer or lumberjack, he can live the rest of his life without worrying about eating and drinking, but Galin doesn’t know why he is so resistant to these tasks. I would like to find a job, but continue to wander the Arathi Highlands.

The bandage on his face was not removed, and there was no Tolbein's logo on his body. The travelers and pedestrians on Arathi avoided this bandaged "weird" for fear that he would hurt themselves.

Garlin continued to wander the highlands like this until the last bite of food that Thoras gave him was also eaten.

But even so, Galin was still reluctant to find work to make ends meet. Instead, relying on the impression in his memory, he moved towards the place where the trolls in the northeast gathered.

No one knows why Garin did this, but if a human stepped into the territory of the troll alone, it was no different from looking for death.

Soon, the troll scout spotted the aimless wanderer, and they took Galin and his mount as a matter of course for today's dinner.

Spears and stone axes flew out from all around. Garlin's perennial fighting instinct saved his life. He rolled down from the horse in embarrassment and used the huge body of the horse as a cover, avoiding the first wave of attacks.

However, this was just lingering, and Garlin, who had lost his mount, was even less likely to escape the troll's pursuit with his two legs.

But even if Galin had a mental problem, he did not run away. He wiped the horse blood off his face and calmly drew the long sword slung on the horse.

——He was crazy, because he suffered too much and lost part of his memory, but his fighting skills and abilities have not been forgotten.

Perhaps, the prince is seeking a "glorious death" in the dark, rather than living in Arathigo as a wanderer or a lifetime worker.

This subconscious drove him to the territory of the troll, wanting to die in the battle with the troll.

If Galin still has a clear mind, he will definitely be shocked by his actions, but everything proves that even if he committed an unforgivable sin, deep down, he still yearns for a relationship with "Torbane". Match the honor.

Unfortunately, he went the wrong way.

Galin is not weak. It was Arthas who defeated him before, the most powerful paladin of the Silver Hand, the Lich King with a demigod personality, and he was also the one who had touched the path to the "Creator".

Not to mention Galin, even if it is Thoras or Danas, it is absolutely impossible to be Alsace's opponent.

Among humans, there are not too many people who can qualify as Alsace’s opponents, and if Arthas goes all out, then he is indeed one of the most powerful entities in Azeroth’s history. .

The trolls mistakenly thought that Garlin was a lost traveler. After shooting Garlin's mount, they jumped out of the hills and bushes, vying to be the first troll to cut off Garlin's head.

The troll who misjudged Garlin's strength quickly suffered a big loss. The troll who rushed forward had not waved the axe in his hand, but was cut off by Garlin's head.

Immediately afterwards, within half a second of the trolls standing on the spot, the long sword in Galin's hand once again turned into a death scythe, and the heads of the other two trolls were easily harvested.

He has been fighting with trolls like his father all his life. No one knows better than Trollbane how to kill trolls quickly.

The torso, limbs, and even the heart may not be able to understand the life of the trolls. Instead, they have the opportunity to drag you down before seeing Bongsandi. Only by cutting off their heads or blasting them into dregs will the trolls Lost his life instantly.

Galin didn't retreat but instead moved forward. He didn't fear the dozen or so troll hunting teams, but roared and held the sword to kill the troll in his eyes.

The trolls were also aroused by Garlin's behavior, and the death of their compatriots made them enthusiastically attack Garlin.

The battle lasted only a few minutes before it was over. Garin left all these dozen trolls in the lowlands here at the cost of being seriously injured.

After getting rid of these mortal enemies, Garin's legs softened and knelt on the ground.

He was injured himself, and Dianpei had been displaced for more than ten days. After eating the rations, he did not eat a full bite.

Even in this situation, Garin killed the troll who wanted to treat him as a prey, but his severe injury and weak body made him approach the end of his life.

After taking a long breath, Garin leaned back, leaning on the horse that had been dead for a long time, and the blood pouring from the horse's body made him feel a touch of warmth.

The broken sword was casually placed on his thigh, and the wound on Garlin's body was still leaking blood.

Gradually, the excessive blood loss made his body become colder and colder, but as this dying, he heard two voices talking.

"Such an ending... It can be regarded as a proper death."

"Unexpectedly, after losing his memory, he became more worthy of his last name."

"Do you want to bring his body back to Stromgarde... Or, let him sleep in the place where he fought hard for the last time?"

"No...neither, the road to atonement is still very long, death is just an escape - it's not the time yet, face your heart, face your sins, after losing everything, maybe it's a new beginning ..."

Galin closed his eyes, he was already unable to maintain a sober consciousness, the conversation between the two had turned into wind, and it was far away in his ears.