My Frostmourne can't be so cute

I will lead you to live in this land occupied by the orcs until the day of victory arrives.

—— Ma Long clenched his fist and said to himself in his heart.

This feeling does not come from Ma Long himself, but from the soul he has integrated.

Before Ma Long arrived, the original owner of this body had almost sacrificed his life for this refugee team. The refugee team was moving slowly and hit a dozen orc soldiers cruising outside Stormwind. He struggled to get fatal injuries and killed several strong orcs by himself.

After coming to this world, Ma Long is not surprised that the owner of this body has done and is capable of doing such things, because...

This body has a prominent name, a name that runs through the tragic battles between humans and orcs, and a name that has witnessed the bravery of humans.

Lothar, in this body, the blood named "Losha" is flowing, that is the noble blood that has been passed down from the royal family of the ancient empire.(To be continued.)

From the very moment he arrived in Azeroth, when he heard Elro Eberlock, Richard and others call himself "Sir Lothar", Malone felt something was wrong in his heart.

In Ma Long’s memory, this name should belong to the man named Anduin Lothar, who led the army of Stormwind when the orcs invaded and rose up to resist. He was tenacious and unyielding. In the final battle, for the victory of mankind, The human marshal who died in Heishi Mountain.

After fusing the body's original memory, Ma Long knew that this name really was not wrong at all.

The original owner of this body was Anduin Lothar's nephew, Sir Marlon Lothar.

When he first knew his identity, it was not true that Malone had no doubts; through his knowledge of the world of Azeroth, Malone knew that Anduin Lothar had no heir.

In other words, Anduin? Lothar is the only blood of the Lothar family, then his nephew...what happened?

After sorting out his memories, Ma Long finally understood that all this had undergone a little bit of change compared with the real flow of time.

The world of Azeroth that Malone knew about did not have the role of Sir Malone Lothar, and 80% of it was because he died here because he was seriously injured to protect the refugees.

The arrival of Ma Long changed everything and made this body stand up again.

Ma Long not only possessed the soul from the earth, but also inherited the blood of this body, including his emotions, his sense of honor and rich military experience.

Anduin Lothar is undoubtedly a fair, unselfish and demanding man. Although his nephew is an excellent young military officer, in order to train him, Anduin Lothar did not let him stay. By his side, he was sent to the West Spring Fortress in the southern suburbs of Stormwind City to be a small garrison officer.

When the news of the orcs' approach reached West Spring Fortress, the soldiers there were panicked, but the young Sir Lothar persuaded his men to take them to Stormwind City to support the guards there.

Of course, this weak force cannot play a decisive role in the war. The young Sir Lothar and his dozen or so men failed to reach Stormwind City, and they met Ai, who escaped because of the fall/fall of Stormwind City. Refugee team led by Erro Eberlock.

Knowing that Stormwind City had fallen, the young Sir Lothar hesitated, and then decided to give priority to protecting these refugees and take them to a safe place.

These dozen or so soldiers also became the only armed force in the entire refugee army. When they encountered the dozen orcs, they fought side by side with the young Lord Lothar to defend the refugees.

Of course, these brave soldiers are resting.

Unlike Sir Lothar, who believed that his uncle could come back with an army to drive away these wicked invaders, Malone knew that this would come, but Anduin Lothar would also be on the day of victory... …sacrifice.

Ma Long couldn't sit back and watch this happen, whether from the perspective of a passerby or from the perspective of a nephew.

But now, Ma Long's priority is to take these refugees to survive the possible hunts of the orcs; Ma Long still has enough time before the final battle arrives.

"Ma Long!"

A crisp voice came from behind Malone, and he turned his head, Altea Eberlock stood at the door of her father's tent, looking at him happily.

"Altea, don't you plan to rest yet?"

Ma Long looked at the pretty girl with black hair in surprise and asked.

"No, I'm not sleepy yet..."

Even in the darkness, Altea's eyes still flashed with charming colors.

"Oh... Has Papa Elro rested already?"

Malone nodded, then asked.

"Yes, thanks to you, Ma Long. My father refused to listen to what I said before... I am worried that he will exhaust himself before the end of the war."

Altea said in a relieved tone.

"This...this is what I should do...huh? The war is over?"

Ma Long smiled awkwardly. She is not very good at dealing with the opposite sex, especially girls of her own age.

But soon, Malone realized the anomaly in Altea's words.

"Yes, the war is over. Isn't this what you just said Malone? I believe you, I believe the war will be over!"

Altea walked forward quickly, came to Malone, raised her head, staring at him intently and said.

"Um... let's go over there..."

Ma Long just wanted to say something, but noticed that because of his dialogue with Altea, it had affected the quiet of the camp, so he greeted Altea, and the two of them crept to the edge of the camp.

"Sir Lothar!"

Here, a heavily armed young soldier was on guard. Seeing Malone and Altea approaching, he quickly gathered his legs, raised his spear, and then gently buckled his heart with his right fist. Salute to Ma Long in a low voice.

"Paul, everything is okay?"

Ma Long took out the stand of an officer. It wasn't that he deliberately squeezed his identity, but the habit of the body itself. Almost as soon as he saw this young face, Ma Long called out his name, and then asked the sentry. work.

"Yes, sir Lothar, so far the surroundings have been calm, there is no sign of orcs, you are here, you are..."

Paul looked at Malone and Altea, and after answering the officer's question, asked questioningly.

"Um... we have something to talk about separately."

Ma Long replied vaguely.

"Hehe...Sir Lothar, I understand, I'll go... well, by the way, let me explain!"

A weird smile appeared on Paul's face. He put away his spear, gave Malone a thumbs up, and ran away quickly.

What the hell is this guy...

——Ma Long whispered in his heart, while feeling that the original owner of this body seems to be too integrated with his subordinates, right?

"What is he saying?"

Altea looked at Paul's back and asked curiously.

"No...nothing..."

Ma Long hesitated.