My Frostmourne can't be so cute

On the side of Frostmourne, the Red Dragon Queen kept staring at the barrels in the hands of Muradin and others, not knowing what she was thinking. Suddenly, she stood up suddenly and yelled: "What are you drinking? Too!"

"Uh..." Arthas was startled by her. Just about to say something, Muradin had grabbed a wine barrel from his side and threw it to the Red Dragon Queen: "Your Excellency, taste our dwarf's ale, man. You just have to drink this thing to enjoy!"

"I'm not a man, I am the Red Dragon Queen!" whispered, the Red Dragon Queen followed Muradin's posture. After unplugging the cork from the barrel, she held the barrel into her mouth. Fiercely.Large strands of light yellow wine syrup overflowed from her round lips, rolled onto her full chest/breasts, and then slid across the slender waist, finally hiding in the short triangular skin that could barely cover the thighs. In pants.

"What is it. It's not good at all." The Queen of Red Dragon drank all the wine in the barrel in one breath, then slapped her lips, and threw the barrel aside, and commented unceremoniously.

"Haha, Muradin. Your ale is disgusted!" Danas took the opportunity to get to the bottom.

"Hmph, what do you know, the Queen is just not used to drinking, as long as you get used to it, anyone will fall in love with the taste of ale!" Muradin retorted while taking a sip of ale.Of course, the image of the Red Dragon Queen has also dropped a notch in this dwarf's heart-after all, it's just a woman, not even ale!

"Prince Danas, the wine is here." At this moment, there was a riot in the north of the Dun Modr Fort.Attracted the attention of everyone; and the people/streams in front of them just separated at this time. Ricks appeared in front of the crowd. Behind him, two-wheeled carts carrying carts of wine barrels-Danas The wine in the prince camp finally arrived.

"Well, it's hard work. Send it to the boys." Prince Danas nodded towards Ricks, and motioned to the soldiers pushing the cart to push the first car in the convoy to his side.

"Your Excellency, this is our Stromgarde wine. You come to taste this, it must be better than barley." Prince Danas picked up a barrel from the wine cart and handed it to the Red Dragon Queen.

"Really?" The Red Dragon Queen pulled out the cork from the wine barrel with a suspicious look.Putting the petite Qiong nose to the round hole and smelling it, a surprised expression appeared in his eyes, and then he hugged the wine barrel and started drinking.

The difference is that this time the Red Dragon Queen wasted a lot less wine syrup. She drank the wine in the barrel in one breath, and then licked her ruddy lips unconsciously.He slapped his lips again and said loudly, "It's delicious! This one is better than the one just now!"

"Haha, let me just say it! Come on, everyone will taste it!" Prince Danas seemed to be happy that his wine was better than the dwarf's barley, and he asked everyone to taste it.

Alsace was very interested in this kind of wine, but he didn’t have the ability to hold a wine barrel and have a good drink; but fortunately, Ricks fetched a few wooden wine glasses from the wine cart like a trick. After the wine was washed, it was handed to Alsace and the others, causing the Red Dragon Queen to shout eagerly: "Hey, don't waste it. This is my wine. Yes, this cart of wine is mine. Go Drink another car!"

"Uh, this..." Danas was a little embarrassed. He just took a barrel of wine from the car and handed it to Mograine; Alsace quickly persuaded him: "Prince Danas, leave her alone. She was just shouting." Danas looked at the Red Dragon Queen and found that she was just holding a barrel of wine and drunk. Although the gaze staring at the wine cart was full of greed, there was no specific action. Relax and continue to drink, and at the same time there is a whisper in my heart-Prince Alsace and the Queen get along very well, even the Queen knows that the Queen is shouting.

"I'm not yelling, I don't have enough to drink in this car!" The Red Dragon Queen muttered softly while holding the wine barrel and sipping the fruit juice in the barrel.

Rix held the wooden wine glass and handed it to Frostmourne and Arthas, but the little magic sword was too lazy to pay attention to him, but kept leaning against Arthas and rubbing it, making Arthas very embarrassed and couldn’t bear it. Resident reprimanded: "Xiaoshuang, be polite, they will hand you a cup!"

Frostmourne got up from the master aggrieved, and sat on the side with a bitter face, and didn't speak--what the master was, what's so good about this thing?If the owner is really thirsty, drink Xiaoshuang's saliva. It is sweet and delicious!

Arthas didn't know how Frostmourne was thinking how to feed his saliva. He smiled apologetically at Rix, took the wooden cup from Rix, and nodded in thanks.

Ricks smiled at the foreign prince—the modest noble was always more likable anytime.Rix was not angry at Frostmourne’s cold treatment, but he saw the appearance of Frostmourne, thinking that she should not be in the mood to drink, so he skipped Frostmourne and handed it to Vereesa. A wooden cup.

"Thanks...Thank you." Vereesa was still very polite, and took over the wooden cup in Rix's hand after giving a low thank you; Rix smiled at the beautiful high elf, and moved from the wine cart again He picked up a barrel and planned to fill Alsace's glass.(You are a dignified marshal adjutant, can you not work as a bartender?) (To be continued.)

Chapter 314 End the war as soon as possible

"I'm coming!" Frostmourne bounced off the bench suddenly, snatched the wine barrel in Rix's hand, then turned to Arthas, and immediately put on a sweet smile, cautiously again. Intently filled a glass of wine for his host.

"Uh... don't worry about me, please do it yourself!" Arthas was a little embarrassed when he saw that Rix was still looking blank, and quickly persuaded Rix to leave himself alone.Ricks nodded and looked at Vereesa, only to find that the Red Dragon Queen had already filled up Vereesa's wine glasses, so she didn't have to work too much, and took a wine barrel from the wine cart. Sitting on the side of the bench of Prince Danas, he drank quietly.

"Hehe, Master, Xiaoshuang is very good!" Frostmourne held the wine barrel and looked at her master with a smile.Arthas looked at Frostmourne, who turned into a "little wine lady", and didn't know whether to praise her or scold her. He could only sigh and said, "Good, too good." Then he lowered his head and took a sip of his glass. Wine.

"Delicious!" Arthas couldn't help but admired-as the prince of Lordaeron, before crossing the stream of time, Arthas also drank various famous wines at various banquets. But he never liked it very much. The wine was too strong. The wine in front of him, although it didn't taste much like juice, was just the sweet taste that Alsace liked.

"Right!" Prince Danas showed off happily, "Muradin, look at it, your barley wine has lost to our wine!"

"Huh, the man is going to drink barley wine!" Muradin still has a hardened mouth, although Danas also prepared a barrel of wine for him, but Muradin resisted the curiosity in his heart and did not touch the barrel-wine. , Women just drink it!

"Hey, that's not okay." Prince Danas put down the barrel in his hand and said with emotion, "We Arathi Highlands, there are not many places suitable for growing food. If all the wheat is used to make wine, what will everyone eat? We are more suitable for growing grapes here, so we can only make some wine. By the way, we also have cherry wine. Pumpkin wine, red fruit wine... When I have the opportunity in the future, I ask you to try everything!"

"That's true." After listening to Danas, Muradin nodded in understanding, "Although we don't have much food. But barley must be brewed. If there is no spirits, the people cannot resist Dan. The severe cold of Moruo Snowfield. Speaking of which, we must fight back these beast talents as soon as possible. If this continues, the food stored in Ironforge will not last long."

Hearing the conversation between Danas and Muradin, Alsace thought it was—Ironforge was sealed off by the orcs, and there was no land on the Dun Morogh Snowfield. The food supply of the city relies entirely on the wheat produced in the Elwynn Forest and the Western Wilderness under the jurisdiction of Stormwind. Now these areas have been captured by the orcs, and Lordaeron’s food cannot be transported to Ironforge.The supply pressure over there must be great.

"Well, Stromgarde is dependent on King Terenas' generosity. Fortunately, it can continue, but I think the pressure on Lordaeron is also great. When this happens, I will return to Stromgarde once. It's time to hold a meeting. If this continues, our people may starve to death without eliminating the orcs!" Prince Danas said with some worry.

"Prince Danas is welcome. This is what Lordaeron should do." Arthas was sipping the syrup in the cup. Hearing Danus say this, he quickly put down the wooden cup in his hand and expressed Luo. The position of the Danlun Kingdom."As for the general attack, I also think it is time. When the escaped orcs bring the news of the Queen’s escape from Grim Batol back to the orcs’ base, these guys will definitely panic; if they can’t immediately evacuate from Palatine Bay , We dispatched troops in time to join the army of Ironforge. We can stop these guys in the Jedi."

"Yes, Prince Alsace, you are right." Alsace's words coincided with Danas' previous speculation about the battle situation in his mind, which surprised him and admired the neighboring country even more. A very smart little prince.

"If everything goes well, within a few months, this war will be over." Alsace heard the compliment in Danath's words, but he didn't care too much-what's so good about it ?Your own age is three times the age of your current body!

"Yeah, if all goes well!" Prince Danas sighed and couldn't help but look around. In the wide courtyard of Dun Modr Fortress, the human soldiers and dwarf warriors who had just finished their desperate struggles gathered together. Together, around the campfire, drinking wine from the Arathi Highlands and barley wine from the Dun Morogh Plain.

Different from the dignity during the war, everyone’s faces are now full of laughter. Songs and dances are the main theme of the Dun Modr Fortress tonight, and even the Prince Danas in it is a bit trance, like the shadow of the sword before. Both blood and death were a dream-even though he had experienced it himself.

In this short and long day, batches of militias from Stromgarde continued to drive into Dun Modr Fortress. With their lives and flesh and blood, they perfectly performed Prince Danath’s "luring the enemy to consume". Strategy; At the same time, at Dun Modd Fortress, on the land where the celebration is now held, the remains of militiamen are burned here and integrated with the land. They will never see their hometown or see The relatives in their hometown for whom they gave their lives.

Thinking of this, Danath’s eye sockets are a little moist; as a marshal, a commander who has been fighting for a long time, he has already achieved "thunder in his chest and face like a flat lake", but every time the war comes to an end, I see He could hardly hold on to the faces that were saddened by the loss of his companions and encouraged by the victory.

It is said that excellent generals are like poets, performing their own command art on the battlefield, bringing the enemy's death like a beautiful poem; Danas did not agree with this sentence, but at this time, he did have I want to express my feelings like an artist.

This feeling was so strong that Prince Danas looked in a trance; Arthas noticed the abnormality of the bald uncle, he called Prince Danas suspiciously, and pulled him back from his lack of consciousness.

Danas, who had recovered from his senses, nodded to Alsace, moved the wine barrel on his lap to the bench, and then suddenly stood up, taking all the strength of his body, and yelled: "Young man Guys! Be quiet! Your commander has something to say!" (To be continued.)

Chapter 315 Oak Bain

"Silence, silence!" "Prince Danas has something to say!"... Although Danas' voice is loud and loud, it is difficult to spread throughout the corners of Dun Mod Fort; but the soldiers of Stromgarde They were still very cooperative. Not long after the celebration began, everyone was not too drunk. Although each was a little dizzy, they still conveyed quiet messages to each other.

The quality of the army was reflected at this time, and it didn't take long for Dun Modr to be noisy at this time.And Prince Danath's previous worry also began to take shape-although the human soldiers were quiet, they turned their eyes here, waiting for their marshal's speech; but the dwarf warriors remained noisy.

Fortunately, in the short period of time before, the human soldiers and the dwarf warriors have become one. Basically, there are human soldiers around every dwarf. After a brief explanation and persuasion, the dwarves gradually became quiet. It's just that some dwarf warriors drank a lot of wine. Although they closed their mouths, they couldn't help but burp loudly, causing the surrounding human soldiers and dwarves to laugh.

Seeing the scene calm down, Prince Danas nodded in satisfaction, picked up the wine barrel from the bench beside him, and stepped onto the bench.He was already tall, standing on the bench at this time, and he was even more eye-catching.In addition to Frostmourne, everyone in the Dun Modle Fortress, except Frostmourne, looked at their master, the Queen of the Red Dragon, holding the wine barrel. They didn’t know what Vereesa was complaining about, and focused on The prince marshal of Stromgarde Kingdom.

"Yesterday, the evil orc invaders tried to use the festival celebrated by the dwarf brothers to launch a surprise attack on the Dun Modd Fortress." When Prince Danas opened his mouth, the dwarves with a slight face were embarrassed and looked at their own hands. The wine barrel also felt a little garish, and could not help but consciously hid the wine barrel in his hand behind him.

"Fortunately, Prince Arthas from Lordaeron promptly detected the conspiracy of the orcs. With your heroic battles, we successfully defended the fortress of Dun Modd. And with the support of our powerful allies, Soldiers, I can now proudly announce that the orc army besieged outside Dun Modr fortress has evacuated in embarrassment. Now, let us cheer for victory!" Prince Danas raised the barrel in his hand and poured it into his mouth first.

"Victory!" "Hurrah!"... The human soldiers chanted one after another, drinking the wine in the glass; and the dwarves were also taken aback after a while, followed closely-most people before the celebration All guessed that the battle was over, but at this moment, it was even more accurate to say it from Prince Danas.

Putting down the wine barrel in his hand, Prince Danas wiped his mouth with the back of his hand from which the iron handguard was taken off. The dark red wine syrup adhered to his brown beard drop by drop, and it looked terrifying. The Prince Marshal completely ignored him. He used the hand that had just wiped his mouth to squeeze a few times in the air. Soon, the fortress of Dun Modd, which was boiling because of the victory, became quiet again.

"Victory is gratifying, but we must never forget the sacrifice. In this battle, more than five thousand of our fellow robes left us forever, and more people were injured." Prince Danas said here, with his tone of voice. With a bit of choking, his sadness infected everyone present. Every Stromgarde militia who lost his partner in the battle bowed his head and mourned for his comrades in arms-as the robe, they have the deepest feelings between men. , But often face the cruelest parting.

"Because of the tense battle situation, we didn't have time and place to keep the remains of these warriors, and we finally chose to let their ashes stay here, this land stained with blood. I regret that the remains of these warriors could not be returned to their hometown. , Cannot return to the land where they shed their blood and sacrificed-Arathi Highlands; but please believe that their bravery will be passed on to future generations together with this fortress that will never fall." Prince Danas mentioned A unified habit in the human kingdom, humans believe that the dead souls who died in battle will return to the Holy Light and gain eternal life; and their remains can only be considered as complete funerals when they are buried in their homeland; however, these warriors who died in the fortress of Dun Modo, This ceremony will never be completed.

Prince Danas’s preaching became heavier and heavier, and the atmosphere in Dun Modr’s fortress became lower and lower.Almost all the Stromgarde militiamen bowed their heads, some fragile young soldiers even shed tears-no one is afraid of death, no one wants to be separated from their relatives forever, but they are soldiers, Stromgarde The soldiers of the kingdom are men nurtured by the Arathi Highlands. The tenacity, unyielding, and fierceness that flowed in the blood of the race at the moment of human birth have been inherited from them-Arathi Highlands, this land It is the birthplace of mankind, the center of the reign of the great Arathor Empire, and the eternal spiritual home of mankind. Here, those green-skinned monsters will never be allowed to desecrate—even at the cost of their lives.

"Three thousand years ago, in the battle with the trolls, because my ancestors fought the trolls with outstanding merit, Emperor Thoradin gave my ancestors the glorious surname'Torbane', which means the nightmare of the trolls. , The powerful enemy is coming again. I hope that after the war is over, the surname'Okbain' can be given to one of you-may you be the nightmare of the orcs." Prince Danas said among the human soldiers Aroused great repercussions-even though it was a fight to defend the home and the country, who would refuse the great glory brought by meritorious service?The king’s surname does not only mean glory; the Talbein family entered the aristocracy because of the surname given by Emperor Thoradin, and eventually became the master of Stromgarde; and received the surname from Prince Danas, It means that no matter how low your status was before, you can live in human society as a nobleman in the future. This is not only significant for civilians, but also for nobles-the Kingdom of Stromgarde is supreme in military service However, there have been no major battles for many years, and those who used to be meritorious families are more eager to have greater military merits to expand their fiefs and vassals.

"Warriors, today, we have just ended a tragic battle. In the near future, there will be even more tragic battles waiting for us. Among us, including myself, some will die and some will survive. However, life or death , Mankind will remember us, history will remember us, this land, that land, and every piece of land we have fought will remember us.” At this point, Prince Danas paused, and the whole Dunmore The Fortress of Germany, including the dwarves, quieted down, waiting for Prince Danath's final declaration.(To be continued.)

Chapter 316 Respect the dead and the living

"The soul of the deceased returns to the Holy Light, the living are tireless, let us, with weapons in our hands, drive those green-skinned bits and pieces out of our home, our country, and our world forever! Pay tribute to all the dead and the living !" After a long pause, Prince Danas finally yelled the final declaration; his beard was trembling with excitement, and his face was flushed with his roar; while yelling this sentence, this one The prince-marshal of Stromgarde tilted the barrel in his hand, and a dark red syrup flowed out of the barrel and spilled into the soil at the feet of Prince Danas—this was a way to toast the dead.

"Salute to all the dead and the living!" All the soldiers, whether humans or dwarves, repeated these words in a low voice, pouring the liquor in their hands to the ground, even Alsace was no exception—though He did not personally participate in this battle, but as a soldier, he understands this way of commemorating the dead.

After paying homage to the soldiers who died here, Prince Danas raised the barrel in his hand again, and suddenly raised his half-bald head, drank the remaining liquor in the barrel, and then fiercely Throwing the wine barrel on the ground, drew a two-handed sword from his waist, pointed the sword at the night sky, and shouted: "For victory!"

"In order to win!" With this action of Prince Danas, there was a thumping noise, and many human soldiers also threw away the wine glasses and barrels in their hands, drew out the weapons from their waists, and learned from Danas. Action, pointing to the sky; at this moment, everyone is yearning for the ultimate victory, except...