My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Arthas confirmed the news that the orcs were about to attack, and told the information to Danas, who was very bewildered.Of course, Arthas did not say anything about "soul detection", only that the high elf ranger Vereesa heard some unusual sounds.

Danas attached great importance to this. Although he personally looked outside the city wall and found nothing unusual, the vision and hearing of the High Elf Ranger are indeed far superior to that of humans. Secondly, the timing is just right, if he is an orc. The chieftain would also choose to launch a surprise attack at this time.

Danas was about to give orders to prepare his lads for battle, but Arthas put forward his own opinion: "Danas...Prince, since the original plan of the orcs was to raid Dun Modr fortress, So if we make some noise on the city with a big fanfare now, it will definitely disrupt their plans, and maybe we can drag the war until the dwarven warriors are sober." After knowing the true identity of Danas, Arthas Decided to call the middle-aged uncle "Prince".

Muradin Bronzebeard, supported by Mograine, also came to the head of the city. He was a little weakened by smashing the city gate, and he was sitting behind a wall to rest.After hearing Alsace's words, Muradin also agreed: "This is a good idea. As long as we can wait until our dwarf warriors wake up, we can definitely teach these green-skinned boys."

Looking at Alsace’s hopeful gaze, Danas shook his head decisively and said: "No, it can’t be like this. On the contrary, we should try our best to look like there is no one on top of the city and wait for those The orcs came to attack." After seeing Arthas and Muradin hearing his own words, Danas patted the two-handed long sword in the scabbard on his waist and solemnly said: "Mu ... Muradin, your dwarf warriors are indeed brave and good at fighting, but our human warriors are also warriors."

Muradin's expression also became serious, and with a little embarrassment, he quickly explained: "I know, but...I don't mean to look down on human fighters, I..." Muradin's mouth was very clumsy, and Danas waved. Waved, interrupted Muradin, and said, "I understand, I understand, but I must do this."

After speaking, Danas turned his head and said to Arthas, who was eager to speak: "Prince Arthas, the reason you put forward this idea is because you want to minimize the casualties of my men, right? "Alsace nodded and said, "Yes, Prince Danas. After all, your soldiers are on the second line of defense. Today, they are here only to aid the defense. If you are to..." Al Sath still has some doubts-the bald uncle in front of him looks no different from the purest soldier. This can reduce the casualties of his men. Why would he refuse?

Chapter 172 The Human Backbone

"The second line of defense..." Danas smiled bitterly and shook his head. Instead of answering Alsace's question head-on, he turned to his adjutant Ricks and asked: "Rix, if Now let you be alone and go outside the city to face the thousands of orcs that may exist. Putting aside the military order, would you like to do this?"

In Alsace's puzzled gaze, Ricks froze for a while, and then immediately whispered: "Even with my bare hands, I am willing to fight the green-skinned boys to the death." Danas smiled approvingly, and then again. Said: "Very good, I understand your thoughts. Ricks, now, you come to explain to Prince Arthas, why you are willing to do this."

Ricks nodded, stood at attention, and after a military salute, he said solemnly: "I come from Dabire Farm in the Arathi Highlands. It only takes a day to get to the Sador Bridge by carriage from there. Behind me , Is the homeland where I grew up, in order not to be violated by those green-skinned boys, I am willing to pay the price of my life."

Danas took a few steps forward, tapped a few lightly on the plate armor on Rix’s chest, then turned around and looked at the distance outside Dun Modd’s fortress still shrouded in darkness. , He knew that in those darkness, the advance army of the orcs might have been assembled and would attack this fortress at any time.

But there should be some time-Danas told himself.For Alsace, a young prince who had enough courage and knowledge, Danas felt that he was obliged to teach him something, just like an elder treats his younger generation-to become a great monarch, It's not just a speculation.

Danas turned to Muradin and asked, "Mu... Muradin, do you know what mood I was on across the bridge when your dwarf warriors were fighting the orcs in Dun Modd Fort?" Mu Latin shook his head in confusion-he was not good at thinking things, and guessing the thoughts of others was even beyond his ability.

Fortunately, Danas didn’t mean to take school exams. He quickly asked himself and replied: “Shame, I feel shame.” The faces of Arthas and Muradin were puzzled and confused, but they didn’t say anything. , But waited for the story of the prince of Stromgarde.

Danas continued: "As Ricks said, I, and these lads, come from all corners of the Arathi Highlands. Dabire Farm, Geshak Farm...and we all have one common characteristic. , Then the homeland is behind us."

Taking a look at the subordinates who were already in the defensive position, Danas was a little excited.But for the purpose of combat, he tried his best to lower his voice, and his tone has become a low growl: "But when we should stand up to defend our homeland, I can only watch the dwarf warriors. Fighting with the orcs here, while hiding behind the so-called second line of defense. Arthas, Muradin, do you know that such behavior makes me very ashamed."

Seeing Muradin hesitating to speak, Danas came to him, held his shoulders, pressed lightly, and said, "Muradin, I know, this is not a war of human beings, dwarves. There is also a state of war with the orcs. However, these dwarf warriors who fought hard in the Dun Modr Fortress, their homes are not behind them, but in the distant Ironforge. The warriors fought for honor, and The militias of Stromgarde are fighting for their homeland. Out of respect for our allies, we cannot enter Dun Modr fortress to participate in the garrison without being invited; shame accumulates in our hearts day after day, today, Finally waited for such an opportunity, so... Prince Alsace, only the blood of the orcs can wash away the shame in our hearts."

Turning to face Arthas, Danath clenched his fist with an iron handguard, and slammed it against the plate armor on his chest, making a clanging sound.The prince and marshal of Stromgarde whispered: "I don't have the strength of Muradin to smash a city gate with a single hammer, nor do these lads of mine. But the sharp blade on our waist is the same. I want to be able to tear open the throats of those green-skinned monsters and let them taste the pain of death. Today, since I have come to Dun Modr Fortress, then I will not let the dwarven warriors stand in front of me—— Even if we will pay the price of blood for this. From now on, the homeland of mankind will be guarded by mankind!"

After hearing Danath's words, Muradin sighed deeply, but did not speak.Arthas was silent, but the corners of his eyes were already slightly wet.A turbulent flow of heat rushed back and forth in Alsace's body-the heart belonging to the army, even if the Icecrown Glacier in Northrend had been silent for many years, it still did not lower the temperature.

The blood was still cold, but Mograine did not know when he appeared behind Arthas.The Paladin’s voice trembled, and Arthas could even hear the sound of his teeth fighting—not because of fear, but because of incomparable excitement: "His Royal Highness, Prince Arthas... Prince Danas, is a real Soldier. It’s me. If there is the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the Menethil family behind me, then no matter how strong the enemy is, I will not take a step back."

Arthas gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered: "I understand, Mograine, I understand." Arthas used to be in front of Lordaeron on the first day after traveling through time. The ministers and Alleria Windrunner had said similar things before, but Danath's behavior at this time was more tragic and powerful.

As Danas said, humans are not as strong as dwarves and orcs, nor do they have the long lifespan of high elves and trolls, but why are such weak humans able to establish their own brilliant civilization in the vast eastern kingdom, and repeatedly Repel the invasion of a powerful enemy?

Because of his indomitability, Alsace knew the answer to this question.Faced with the invasion of the trolls, humans rose up to resist and drove them to the forest of the ghost land, leaving these once impossible world overlords under the protection of the ancient enchantment to panic all day long.

In the face of the invasion of the orcs, humans would also fight back. Arthas also firmly believed that one day, humans would drive these green-skinned invaders from other worlds out of Azeroth and drown them in the endless sea. In the abyss of waves, I will always regret making the wrong choice to invade Azeroth.

Facing the Scourge... Thinking of this, Arthas felt a pain in his heart.He once brought such a catastrophe to mankind under the control of the Lich King Ner'zhul.Those memories are unbearable to look back, but Alsace knew that in the Hillsbrad Hills, in the Arathi Highlands, in the Elwynn Forest, in the Westfall, wherever there have been undead natural disasters, there will be such a group of tenacious Unyielding fighters, give those zombies a resolute counterattack.

Even in the distant future, the Burning Legion will eventually invade this world, but even then, humans will not give up the pursuit of freedom and the resistance to invasion.Even in the face of the mighty power of the Burning Legion, Azeroth will eventually be destroyed, but as long as there is a warrior like Danath or Mograine alive, the human struggle will never stop.

Even if it is as strong as Sargeras, after the destruction of Azeroth, what this mighty fallen Titan can obtain is definitely not the surrender of mankind, but the volume, the epic and the magnificent human struggle. biography.These ghostly lingering memories will be remembered by this cruel and ruthless god. Among the countless worlds destroyed by him, there is a world called Azeroth. There are a group of indomitable creatures named humans. Hit back fiercely at the invincible forces of the Burning Legion.

Arthas looked at Danas's resolute face, wiped the corners of his eyes again, and smiled happily. After traveling through time, Arthas was always worried about the future fate of mankind and the possibility of the Burning Legion. The coming invasion.But at this time, Arthas firmly believed that even without himself and Frostmourne, humans will eventually defeat all powerful enemies-humans will let all enemies who covet their homeland know-as long as the battle has not ceased, then humans will accompany to the end. !

Chapter 173: Grom Hellscream

Outside the field of vision of Dun Modd Fortress, in a forest where low shrubs and wetland tamarisk grow alternately, three sturdy orcs are gathering together to discuss something.These three people were Zuherd who was on the orc flagship outside Nanhai Town that day, and the two young orcs standing behind him at that time.

These two young orcs are the former orc chief, the son of Blackham the Destroyer, Red Blackham and Mem Blackham.When all the orc tribes in the world of Draenor were gathered at Gul'dan's call, Blackham the Destroyer became the first warchief of the orc tribe.

However, Blackham the Destroyer was not able to lead the war between orcs and humans.While his chief aide Gul'dan was unconscious, his subordinates and deputy, the current orc warchief Orgrim Doomhammer killed him and replaced the orc warchief.

Because the customs of the orcs are relatively barbaric, it often happens that the leader of the clan is determined through duels.Zuherd is the chief of the Dragon's Roar clan and a friend of Blackhand the Destroyer.After Orgrim killed Blackham, Zuherd promptly prevented Orgrim from cutting the weeds and roots. Blackham’s two sons, Red and Maim, led a small group under his protection. The tribe who supported their father broke away from the Blackstone clan.

However, fearing Orgrim's power and power, Red and Maim changed their new clan to the Blackfang Clan.This title made them both feel ashamed. They were always thinking about how to avenge their father and kill the despicable Orgrim.

At this time, Reid was proposing his own betrayal: "Uncle Zuhed, since we finally got the opportunity to march alone, why should we follow Orgrim's orders to attack this fortress? Why don't we just withdraw our troops and wait for Orgrim to die." Reid still respects Zuherd, the elder who protected his life.

Seeing Maim on one side also nodded again and again, Zuherd frowned, and whispered: "Quiet, Reid, quiet. We are not completely out of Orgrim's control. Grom and his Warsong clan , Are still by our side. Do you think Orgrim will separate us from him without any defense?"

For these two mindless juniors, Zuherd can be said to be broken, but these two guys are really disappointed.Reid scratched his head, he still listened to what Zuherd said.But Mehm had a little question: "But, Uncle Zuhed, should we let our people, and your soldiers, give their lives for Orgrim's plan in vain?"

Zuherd sighed and corrected Maim’s words: "Mim, don’t say that. Although I hate Orgrim’s betrayal of your father, you must know that this is not just Orgrim alone. The plan is about the fate of the entire orc tribe. You two should gather the tribe, at least before the end of the war, temporarily give up the revenge plan for Orgrim!"

Despite some reluctance, Reid and Maim left obediently and walked deep into the woods.Zuherd stayed on the spot for a while, still frowning and said, "Grom, how long will you hide? According to the plan, the battle will begin."

As soon as Zuherd's voice fell, behind a red willow behind him, a stronger orc turned out.Unlike Reid, Maim, and Zuherd, this orc did not wear plate armor. Instead, he was naked and only wore a pair of animal skin pants on his lower body. The chief of the Warsong clan, Grom Hellscream, sent to take over the fortress of Dun Modr.

On Grom's shoulder, he carried a huge single-edged battle axe. The end of the thick axe handle was an axe wrapped in a square ring.There are several obvious gaps on the sharp edge, as if to express that this weapon is as fought as its owner.As soon as the Groms came out, there was a weird laughter in their mouths: "Hey...Zuhed, fortunately, you are not as blind as the little boy from the Blackham family. Otherwise, I and my blood Roar, don't mind if the blood you get is from a human, a dwarf or an orc."

Zuherd was a little upset by Grom's words, and counterattacked: "Grom, pay attention to your wording. If you still have the least energy, I suggest you save it until you attack the city for a while. "Listening to Zuherd's words, Grom snorted and said, "Is it worth killing a group of dwarves without any ability to fight back? What's more, it's you and the two Blacks for the siege. The work that Han's son should do. Our warriors of the Warsong clan will not waste energy on such things."

Zuherd didn't mind Grom's insulting/useful words as always, his attention was focused on the second half of Grom's sentence.The chief of the Dragonmaw clan looked angrily at the compatriot who made no secret of the terribly strong muscles in front of him, and said, "This is also Orgrim's order?"

Grom did not answer, but his behavior was more like acquiescence.Afterwards, Grom raised the tomahawk "Gorehowl" that was originally on his shoulders in front of him, stretched out a thick palm, and gently stroked the sharp axe blade.The hard and thick skin of the orc was cut open without any barriers, but Grom, as if he could not feel the pain, sent his bloody palm to his mouth, and his scarlet tongue protruded from each other's big mouth. , Licked the blood drop from his hand, then glared at his two strange red eyes, and said to Zuherd: "Don’t let me say it a second time... Zuherd. Compared to harvesting Those drunk dwarves, I like you better, and the lively dragon roar orcs under you."

The bloody light in Grom's eyes made Zuherd lose the courage he had just confronted him.Zuherd is not a pure warrior. Many of his Dragonmaw clan have learned some magic skills more or less.After Gul'dan’s Shadow Council was slaughtered by Orgrim, the half-hanging warlocks in the Dragonmaw clan became a more important force in the orc army. This is also what Orgrim must protect against his enemies. Zuherd remained, and there was no reason to take his life.

But Zuherd knew that before Grom in front of him killed himself, he wouldn't think about whether he was indispensable to the orcs-not that he didn't understand, but that he really didn't care.Grom Hellscream, before the orcs could drink the green potions provided by Gul'dan, he was already one of the best warriors among the orcs.

Chapter One Hundred Seventy Four

Unlike Orgrim, Grom is known in the world of Draenor for his madness and bloodthirsty.In the war between the orcs against the draenei, he once smashed into the enemy line alone, and personally tore hundreds of draenei's garrison to pieces.Not only was he the first to take the lead in drinking the potions that could make the orcs stronger, but at the same time, Zuherd also vaguely knew that after feeling that powerful and violent power, Grom had asked Gul'dan alone. , Asked for the puree of that green potion.

That's puree!Just drinking a one-percent concentration of the diluted liquid has already made Zuherd's mood dozens of times more irritable than before, not to mention Grom who drank the puree.During the attack on Shattrath, the capital of Draenei, Grom killed hundreds of Draenei garrisons alone.As long as no one is his opponent on the battlefield, bleeding, injury and anger will only make him stronger.

Feeling the strong murderous aura in Grom's body, Zuherd finally gave up the idea of ​​speaking for his own people-anyway, in the fortress, there are just some dwarves who have lost their combat power-Zuherd told him this.But in fact, what really kept him silent was because he didn't have the courage to say a word in front of Grom.

On the head of Dun Modr’s Fortress, Arthas was hiding behind a wall, beside him was Mograine with a nervous face, Frostmourne squatting boredly on the ground in circles, and performing his duty, Vereesa, the high elf ranger undertaking a lookout mission."Prince Arthas, this place is too dangerous, let's go down." Mograine insisted on persuading Arthas to leave the city-although Mograine was very confident in his fighting skills, This is a battlefield after all, he is not sure enough to ensure the safety of Alsace.

"Oh, you are so annoying, can't you just be quiet?" The person who spoke in this tone was naturally our most rude Miss Frostmourne.Little Demon Sword has long been impatient with Mograine of her mother-in-law. While making a grimace, he confidently said: "As long as Xiaoshuang is there, no one will want to hurt the owner!"

Arthas gave Mograine a look of "you can rest assured". Mograine had no choice but to lower his body as best as he could, while using himself to cover Alsace-even so, Mogg Lenny's heart was also a little nervous-in order to cooperate with Danath's battle plan, Mograine could not use the glittering holy shield now, which made him have little confidence in his current defense.Mograine was not afraid of being injured, he was worried about Alsace's safety.

Vereesa, who was looking out from behind the battlements that were nearly a person high, suddenly shook her body, retracted her head, and whispered to Arthas, "There has been a movement, and a group of orcs are coming!" Alsace heard. Yan, also stuck out half of his head and looked outside the city wall.

The physical differences between humans and high elves were too great, and Arthas could only see the shadowy, fast-moving virtual image far away from the fortress.At this time, the "Mrs. White" had completely fallen to the horizon, and the sun had not yet risen. Only the "Blue Boy" was working hard, trying to illuminate the earth with his own light, but in vain.

This was the darkest moment before dawn, and it was also the first frontal confrontation between humans and orcs since the survivors of the Stormwind Kingdom crossed north to Lordaeron.As nearly a hundred orc warriors got closer and closer to Dun Modr’s fortress, Arthas could even see the fangs in their mouths, the crude weapons in their hands, the rusty plate armor, and the dripping light. Yellow saliva.A stream of heat rushed over Arthas’s skin, and tiny lumps shuddered on the white fleshy skin—that was a warrior, a paladin of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the young one belonged to a The soldiers' blood is boiling.

But this is not Alsace's war, he is still too young.Knowing that his presence here would only drag others down, Alsace silently retreated to the side of the city wall that was inside the fortress. Several Stromgarde soldiers filled Alsace, and Mograine, who retreated with him, waited. The location of the person.

The commander of this battle, Danath Trollbane, was at the head of the city not far from Alsace, watching quietly the orc pioneers who were about to rush under the wall.Ricks, the adjutant of the Stromgarde Militia Corps, stood behind his prince who was also the marshal, engrossed, waiting to pass the prince marshal's orders.

Nearly 5,000 of Danas' subordinates have all been scattered across the city and are now in defensive positions.More than 3,000 infantrymen armed with shields and one-handed swords hid behind the battlements; more than 1,000 archers, relying on the inner city wall, quietly waited for the bow command.