My Frostmourne can't be so cute

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"Of course it's impossible... Those orcs captured Stormwind City! Mr. McLaren, you should have seen the walls of Stormwind City? Even the watchtower at Sentinel Hill is not as tall as the walls of Stormwind City, and there are more troops there. My subordinates are dozens of times more... Such Stormwind City has fallen, what can we do?"

Warrant Officer Okur replied helplessly-if necessary, he is willing to fight to death for these refugees in the Westfall; he believes that the same is true of his soldiers, but...

Warrant Officer Okur didn’t think there was any point in such a death—the orcs would step on their corpses and continue to wield the axe of slaughter. Of course, Warrant Officer Okur had never seen the orcs himself, he was only from Stormwind City. Similar portraits have been seen in the announcement.

"Yeah... Warrant Officer Okur, because of this, we don’t believe those goblins... Have you ever thought that we all know this, don’t those goblins know? They even ask us for everything in the Sentinel Hill inventory The gold, will we not give them?"

McLaren analyzed.

"Of course...will you give it to them?"

Warrant Officer Aoyu replied with some uncertainty - of course he didn't care, those gold coins were not his.

"But why do those goblins only need a little commission? Only so little money... it's worth their sailing for so long to'rescue' us? When will... the goblins also begin to learn compassion and compassion?"

McLaren continued.

"This... has nothing to do with sympathy... Maybe... They can still make money anyway, don't they?"

Warrant Officer Okur said with some uncertainty.

"I think they are plotting something... Because they don't want us to have other choices, they gave us such superior conditions."

McLaren spoke his own judgment-in fact, he thought so long ago when he was in Sentinel Hill, but at that time Warrant Officer Okur was so excited that he felt that he would soon be able to flee here with the refugees from the Westfall. , McLaren felt that even what he said would be of no avail.

Now, Sir Elgardin's stubbornness makes the Austrian warrant officer frustrated, and McLaren thinks that maybe now is an opportunity to persuade the defender.

"These are all your guesses... groundless."

Warrant Officer Okur thought for a while, shook his head and said.

"Since you said that..."

McLaren also shook his head-he felt more stubborn as if it was Warrant Officer Okur himself.

"Whether you agree with it or not, Sir Elgardin... three more days at most. I will arrange for those who are willing to leave to board the ship."

Warrant Officer Okur knocked on the table and announced his decision.

"You can't do this, Warrant Lieutenant Okur... what do you let the people who stayed do? If you and your soldiers leave, we won't have any ability to resist the orcs."

Sir Elgardin said with staring eyes.

"Of course I can do this. Sir Elgardin... and, who said that my soldiers and I are leaving?"

Warrant Officer Okur said dissatisfied.

"what?"

Sir Elgardin was taken aback.

"I will send those who are willing to leave on board, but...I will stay, and my soldiers. I will not watch you who are left get killed by the orcs if they want to. We have to step on our bodies."

"Of course, if that day comes...Sir Elgardin, I hope you can understand that it is your stubbornness that killed the rest."

Warrant Officer Okur left his last sentence, turned around and planned to leave the room, leaving the old mayor who was so stubborn that he wanted to beat him up.

"Warrant Officer Okur! You...you don't have to do this."

Sir Elgardin, who was startled by the words of the Sentinel Hill garrison officer, stood up subconsciously and said in a complicated tone.

"Of course I can, Sir Elgardin. But a real soldier will not watch his compatriots being slaughtered by the enemy without doing anything-this is Marshal Anduin Lothar's teaching to us, and I will live my life. Keep it in your heart and put it into practice. If you want to thank you. Thank you Master Marshal!"

Warrant Officer Okur did not turn his head, but stood at the door and said loudly with his back to Sir Elgardin, and then left the room with his head held high.

After Okur Warrant Officer left, there was silence in the room; the words left by Okur Warrant Officer before leaving made Sir Elgardin and McLaren feel a little surprised and admired—Warrant Officer Okur thought he was on the goblin. His ship can escape here, but he chose to stay; he is not the kind of bureaucrat who is afraid of life and death, but a real soldier.

"Mr. McLaren... Am I doing something wrong?"

Sir El Jardin glanced at McLaren beside him, and asked softly.

"No, Sir Elgardin. Believe me, those goblins must be plotting something."

McLaren shook his head.Said to Sir Elgardin.

"But... what is it? And... how do we deal with the orcs who are approaching us?"

Sir Elgardin frowned and asked McLaren helplessly-the old mayor had lived a lifetime and had seen countless winds and waves, but had never been as desperate as he is today-in the face of the offensive of the orcs .Stormwind City has been devastated, and Moonbrook Town... can it still be saved?

Suddenly, Sir Elgardin was a little discouraged; he suddenly felt that perhaps Brigadier General Okur was right-even if the goblins did carry out some conspiracy, but... no matter what, they would not compare Orcs are more evil, right?

"There will always be a way. Sir Elgardin, there will always be..."

While McLaren whispered, he was plunged into deep thoughts-are the survivors of the Westfall really saved?

...

There is no way to distinguish between day and night in the fluorescent mine tunnel. Ma Long and his soldiers can only grope for the stone wall and move forward, stopping to rest when they are too tired to hold on.

The soldiers were almost running out of food with them. The important thing was that there was not much water left from the Irvine River. Without water, let alone everyone’s thirsty throat, just say How can I swallow that thick and hard bread?

"Probably how long is there to go?"

Malone asked Robin while sitting with his back to the stone wall to rest.

"Less than a whole day."

Robin took out the pocket watch Paul gave him from his arms and replied with the faint green fluorescence against the number of days he had recorded before.

"I hope it's still too late..."

Ma Long said again.

"It must be... too late."

Robin nodded and said-he thought of the Morsons who took care of him since he was a child-I hope they can hide outside the range of the orc army... (to be continued.)

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Sir Elgardin stood at the gate of the town hall of Moonbrook, silently watching Warrant Lieutenant Okur and his soldiers pass in front of him-today is the day when the ultimatum issued by Warrant Lieutenant Okur expires.

Sir Elgardin himself did not agree with Warrant Officer Okur's views on goblins, but he did not represent all the survivors who remained in Moonbrook.

A considerable number of refugees fled to the Westfall from Stormwind City and Elwynn Forest. They did not want to experience the terrible raid by the orcs themselves, so they became firm supporters of Warrant Officer Okur.

Most of the townspeople in Moonbrook unconditionally obeyed Sir Elgardin’s advice and did not intend to board the ship; McLaren also did his best to convince the residents of Sentinel Hill who believed him to stay in Moonbrook. town.