My Frostmourne can't be so cute

It was Orgrim who was accustomed to seeing the blood and blood on the battlefield, and could not bear the time spent with the troll emperor. He found an excuse and hurriedly left the wetland.

Too barbarous...too devoid of...humanity!——Orgrim thought so.From Zujin's words, he suddenly thought of a possibility-adding moss is more delicious?

Orgrim knew that the green "skin" on the forest trolls was actually not their true color, but a layer of moss and spores that had long lived in the forest.

So... what do Zujin's words mean?Could it be that he... has eaten his companion's meat before saying "it will taste better with moss"?There are elves...

Orgrim can already imagine that under the brilliance of the two moons, a group of trolls danced weird and cumbersome dances around the campfire, roasting their kind and the high elves of Quel'Thalas on the campfire...

And their emperor, Zu Jin, was sitting among them, looking at the trolls and high elves wailing on the fire, unabashedly revealing greedy appetite and... saliva...

Orgrim hated his imagination for the first time, and at the same time, he missed his old friend Durotan very much-because he suddenly discovered that beside him, whether it was an orc, an ogre, or a troll... …

Although it is ridiculous, Orgrim hopes to have a human companion who can communicate with him normally at this time!

"Respected Doomhammer." A respectful voice rang from Orgrim's side, and he took a look at it. It turned out to be the chief of the Blood Cave Clan, Kilrogg Deadeye.

The black beard was neatly trimmed and hung under Kilrogg's jaw; his hair was tied into a bunch and stood on his head, looking from a distance, towards a goblet.

"What's the matter, Kilrogg." Orgrim left all distractions behind and returned to the role of chief of the orc coalition.

"Tyron Gorefiend wants me to inform you that the Frost Road has successfully spread across the Narrow Sea. Next, I hope you can provide guidance as to where this Frost Road should lead." Kilrogg It was a one-eyed, his left eye was covered by a black blindfold, and a red light of excitement burst out from the exposed right eye.

"Blood Demon? Why didn't he come by himself?" Orgrim asked casually as he walked towards the beach.

Kilrogg Deadeye quickly followed Orgrim's pace and explained: "According to your instructions, Tyrone Gorefiend is at sea. He is worried that once he moves, the Frost Road will be washed away by the sea, so he cannot go forward personally. To inform you."

Orgrim nodded and said, "Then... now you go and inform our army to gather. It's time to set off and land in Lordaeron!"

"Honorable Doomhammer..." Kilrogg did not turn around to execute Orgrim's orders, but replied respectfully, "After Tyrone informed me of this, I have asked the tribe to notify the army assembly. ."

"Oh?" Orgrim paused-Kilrogg had issued an order for himself in advance?Orgrim originally cared about the authority of his warchief very much, and could even be said to be a dictator; but at this time, he suddenly became interested in Kilrogg beside him.

Orgrim continued to walk forward quickly, without looking back, but in a meaningful tone: "You did a good job, Kilrogg, next, I want to hear your plan for the battle after landing. What do you think..."

Chapter 247 Give me two more minutes, let me...

"I still can't believe it!" The young Prince of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, riding a brown war horse, looked at the torrent of iron horses rolling east in front of him, and turned to Anduin beside him with a dissatisfaction expression. Lothar complained, "Uther actually let Arthas go in this way and let him go to the orc's territory? And King Terenas... actually acquiesced to this behavior?"

Anduin Lothar stood side by side with his disciple, the half-bald marshal of Stormwind Kingdom, with his palm covered with iron handguards, gently pressed his disciple’s shoulders, and said calmly: "Wa Rian, I know you and Prince Arthas are good friends, but you have to know that King Terenas is a wise monarch, and he has his own reason for doing this."

Varian shook his head irritably, and said, "No matter what, this is Uther's dereliction of duty. Since he is Alsace's teacher, he should take his responsibility instead of letting Alsace go. Do whatever you want. No matter how wise and mature Alsace...he is just a ten-year-old child!"

There is a reason why Varian is so angry. Just yesterday, he and his teacher Anduin Lothar, with the only remaining elite fighting power of the Stormwind Kingdom, the Iron Horse Brotherhood, and King Terenas personally led Lo The Danren Royal Guard and the rangers under Lady Alleria Windrunner of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas rushed to Nanhai Town at the southern end of Hillsbrad Hills.

There, Varian did not meet his friend Arthas. The interim commander Uther gave the explanation that Arthas insisted on going to the Red Dragon Lair in Grimbator to spy on the military. Thrall was unable to stop him, so he could only ask Mograine, Ms. Alleria's sister, Ms. Vereesa, and the mysterious girl around Alsace to accompany the little prince of Lordaeron who likes to mischief to the wetland. .

Of course, Uther’s explanation could not satisfy Varian—he immediately questioned Uther in the chamber of the clock tower—questioning his ability to judge and denounced him for not fulfilling his duties as a teacher.

In Varian's consciousness, teacher is a very sacred name.His teacher is Sir Anduin Lothar, the first warrior of the Kingdom of Stormwind and the supreme commander of the army of Stormwind.

Varian’s father, King Ryan and Sir Anduin Lothar, were close friends when he was a child. He gave Sir Anduin Lothar extremely trust, the Marshal of Stormwind, from the birth of Varian, He has always lived in the palace of King Ryan.

In addition to teaching Varian’s fighting skills, Anduin Lothar had a great influence on Varian’s habits and habits—Varian still likes to sit on the floor and touches himself while laughing. The back of his head is a habit inherited from his teacher.

After Varian's father, King Lane, was assassinated, Sir Anduin Lothar led him to escape from Stormwind and came to Lordaeron.On the sea road to Lordaeron, Varian's mood has been in a state of collapse.

For a teenager, the loss of his mother when he was young is already a tragedy. When he was approaching adulthood, he witnessed his father being assassinated in front of him, the king's city fell, and his hometown...Varian suffered during that period of time. The continuous blow is too heavy.

Under such circumstances, it was Sir Anduin Lothar who, with his broad mind and motivational words, allowed Varian to regain his ambition and break free from his grief—not to forget that country’s ruined family. Pain, but to let the invaders repay the pain thousands of times!

Varian still doesn't understand how the teacher Lothar, who has never set up a family, married a wife and had children, managed to tell the strange stories in the cabin of the sea-going ship to make him fall asleep.

During the sea journey that lasted for several days, Varian had been sleeping under the comfort of Teacher Lothar, and Teacher Lothar's heart was as warm as his father's hand.

Since then, Varian has regarded Mrs. Lothar as his father in his heart. Although Mrs. Lothar will often reprimand himself severely, Varian will only work hard to fulfill Mrs. Lothar’s prayers instead of There is a bit of complaint.

The teacher should be like this—teaching and protecting his disciples like a father.But Uther... his actions violated the teacher's sacred meaning in Varian's heart and also angered the prince of Stormwind.

Even though he knew he was definitely not Uther's opponent, Varian still couldn't bear the impulse in his heart. He even took off the iron handguard and threw it on Uther's face.

Of course, Varian was not the only angry person. Ms. Alleria's performance even frightened Varian who was planning to fight Uther.

This glamorous high elf, who looked very quiet and had a ladylike demeanor, actually made a request for a duel with Uther before Varian.

Of course, Ms. Alleria also said a lot of other things, some of which are more ugly. The general meaning is to accuse Uther and Alsace, who has already run away, and criticize them for killing themselves. It also hurts her little / Sister/ Sister, it is nothing to redeem.

In the chamber at that time, the scene was very chaotic. Fortunately, King Terenas had great authority in everyone's hearts. After he maintained order several times, Varian and Ms. Alleria were able to calm down. Listen to Uther's explanation.

Uther explained to Ms. Alleria that Ms. Vereesa should have taken the initiative to accompany Alsace to the wetlands. This can be confirmed by King Daelin and his son Drake Proudmoore.

After receiving this explanation, Ms. Alleria's anger was slightly calmed; but from her failure to withdraw her request for a duel against Uther, and her behavior in leaving the chamber without apologizing to Uther, One could still see the anger in the high elf ranger commander.

Uther’s explanation did not satisfy Varian. Although he respected the paladin who was a priest in the previous battles to capture Alterac Castle and the Broken Hill Fortress, Varian now mentioned U Thrall's name contained only anger in his heart.

"You still say it!" Anduin Lothar's face suddenly turned a little weird. He knocked his disciple's head with the cold and hard knuckles of the iron handguard. He hated iron and said, "If I hadn't stopped you in time," Are you planning to fight Uther? You idiot, Uther will be able to poke you through in two minutes at most. This also counts as a mutual greeting ceremony."

Two minutes?Also count the ceremonies of greeting each other?Varian's face flushed, and the cavalry with Sir Anduin Lothar and the cavalry behind him couldn’t help laughing. The ceremony before the duel between the nobles and the knights was still very tedious. We have to exchange weapons and gloves... After this ritual, it takes more than two minutes!

Chapter 248: Anduin Lothar's Thinking

The cavalry now following Sir Anduin Lothar and Varian are the core members of the Brotherhood of Iron Horses.The Brotherhood of the Iron Horse is a military organization directly under the King of Stormwind. Most of the main members are fighters, and a small part of them are scouts and spies.

In the battle of the fall/fall of Stormwind, most of the Brotherhood of Iron Horses retreated to Lordaeron along with their seventh president, Sir Anduin Lothar.King Terenas of Lordaeron was very generous to the storm refugees. With his support, the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse was retained and controlled by Anduin Lothar.

Of course, Anduin Lothar didn’t have any self-respect. The scouts and spies in the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse were sent to the occupied/fallen territory of the Stormwind Kingdom to spy on the intelligence of the orc army and find out whether to return. There are surviving human resistance forces.

The remaining soldiers, united under the command of Anduin Lothar, selected suitable civilians from the storm refugees, absorbed the Brotherhood of Iron Horses, and trained all day long, just to one day, be able to return to their homeland and recover the storm. kingdom.

These core members of the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse and Varian are also teachers and friends. Their ridicule makes Varian feel ashamed and helpless.

"Huh... Even if Uther has been famous for a long time, if you want to defeat me, you have to pay at least some price!" Varian held back for a long time before finally speaking.

"The price?" Anduin Lothar frankly exposed his disciple's strong face, "Uther is not only a strong fighter, but also a well-trained priest. Warrior skills, plus The power of the Holy Light... They are called'Paladins' right now, aren't they... It's not Varian that you can handle now."

Varian saw that the members of the Brotherhood of Iron Horses nodded in agreement with Sir Anduin Lothar's views, and couldn't help but spur them: "If this is the case, then you fighters who have not become Paladins, are you? Destined to be unable to defeat the members of the Knights of the Silver Hand?"

Even though he said so, Varian knew in his heart that the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand were indeed much better than simple warriors in fighting.

In Alterac Valley, Varian had witnessed the battle between Mograine and the orc shaman.In that battle, Varian was impressed by the superb skills and dazzling spells displayed by both sides, but more importantly, if Mograine was only a fighter, then he would undoubtedly lose-without the Holy Light. Power, his sword cannot pierce the hard skin of the orc shaman; it is also impossible to accomplish the feat of resurrection after being hit in the chest.

"That's not necessarily true, but we are..." A member of the Brotherhood of Iron Horses spoke quickly and retorted half a word unwillingly, before Anduin Lothar's stern eyes closed his mouth tightly.

"What is it?" Varian looked at his teacher suspiciously-although he was lazy and impatient, but in the current situation, even a fool could tell that his teacher was hiding something from him.

"It's okay." Anduin Lothar frowned, pushing his disciple back with two words.Varian curled his lips and didn't say much-whether Mr. Lothar had something to hide from him, it must be for his own good. If Mr. Lothar would harm himself... Varian naturally didn't believe it.

Sir Anduin Lothar did not wear his helmet. The only circle of hair on the top of his head has been dyed frost with years and sorrow. A short braid is tied behind his head, and his jaw is hard. The short gray beard was combed into a neat square-as the orthodox heir of the Arathor Empire, Sir Anduin Lothar attached great importance to his appearance.