Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 360: Close the Gates!

Prince Arthas was right, only by doing this could he save most of his people. It was absolutely a rare quality to be so resolute and resolute at such a young age.

Arthas was wrong, because in this way, he would be abandoning his own people, even if it was only a small part. In this era of sacrifice and courage, full of chivalry, most kings who are brave enough would choose to send generals or even lead the army to counterattack, to fight for the precious life of the people who have not yet entered the city.

Princess Calia covered her mouth and nose with her hands in astonishment, looking at Arthas in disbelief, as if it was the first day she met Arthas, and not as a good brother and sister who had depended on each other and loved each other for thirteen years.

"Sister! Father has taken away almost all the generals and mages! He didn't even leave any city-level champion knights for me!" Arthas complained a little angrily.

Yes, no matter how brave a general is, he cannot lead a group of pigs to victory.

The pressure on the western front was too great. In the Silverpine Forest in the west, Grom Hellscream's fierce attack was undoubtedly the best feint. King Terenas was forced to withdraw almost every professional soldier in Lordaeron except the royal guards.

Except for a small number of archers, many of the soldiers defending the city were farmers who could only fiddle with pitchforks a month ago and could not even put on their armor.

"Sister, you stay here." After saying that, Arthas left Calia in a daze and strode down the tower, followed closely by Melev.

"Molev! Send a small team of royal guards to wait. If the east gate is breached, immediately take my sister west to find my father."

"Your Highness, what about you?"

"As long as all the men of Menethil are still alive, no one can take Lordaeron away from us." Arthas spoke each word with a sonorous voice. "Send an order, have all the generals on standby lead their troops to the east gate."

He put on a slightly larger exquisite armor as quickly as possible - this was a gift from his father, King Terenas, when he was twelve years old. The precocious Arthas looked majestic, but that was all. His body had not yet fully grown, and he could not lift the warhammer he wanted to use the most. He could only grit his teeth and pick up a large double-edged broadsword.

When he rode to the east gate with his guards, he was shocked to find that the gate was still open. A large number of citizens from the towns and villages surrounding Lordaeron had not yet entered the city. Reluctant to leave their life's property, they became even more chaotic when they heard the rumbling footsteps behind them, desperately trying to squeeze into the narrow gate with their belongings.

Arthas grabbed the gate officer's breastplate and said, "I gave the order to close the gate immediately! Why don't you close the gate? Do you want to kill 300,000 citizens of Lordaeron?"

The city gate officer argued loudly: "But they are all our relatives, neighbors and friends! I recognize many of them, such as Sister Mary and the traveling merchant Annon who always goes to Silverpine Forest..."

"They're coming!" Molev screamed.

Following the captain of the guards' finger, Arthas looked to the east.

Different from the view from the balcony of the high tower, looking from this angle, you can first see a small forest about a kilometer away, and then the lake further away.

At this moment, the fastest group of orcs had already rushed out of the grove.

The orcs charged at a considerable speed, not quite as fast as the fastest horses, but not much slower than a packhorse at full speed. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Arthas snatched the monocular telescope from a general next to him, and immediately saw a scene that surprised him greatly.

These green-skinned brutes are built as big as the strongest of men, with explosively muscular bodies and huge, bestial heads.

But he could not see any large siege equipment, except for some heavy logs that he originally thought were huge war hammers, and some ladders that looked extremely crude but extremely long. What shocked Arthas was that, according to his visual observation, the height of these ladders matched the height of the walls of Lordaeron!

In addition, what came into view were huge hammers, axes and extremely blunt swords that were basically impossible for humans to wield, and he was sure that they definitely had iron hooks and ropes.

Unimaginably savage, yet possessing extraordinary wisdom.

"Ah ...

A horrifying picture entered his and the other defenders' minds.

In less than ten minutes, those brutal green-skinned beasts would trample over the corpses of those idiots who tried to squeeze into the city, and rush into Lordaeron through the city gates that were wide open because of these guys' blocking, turning the entire city into a sea of ​​fire and pushing 300,000 citizens into hell.

"Shoot! Shoot at those mobs!" Arthas's fierce shout was like a devil.

"But, those are our brothers and sisters!" the city gate officer shouted, looking like he was about to cry.

The next moment, his voice suddenly stopped. He never expected that he would be beheaded by the most respected Prince Arthas with a sword.

At least hundreds of people witnessed this scene, and each of them opened their mouths wide in shock.

"Asshole! For the safety of three hundred thousand citizens! I command you in the name of Arthas Menethil - shoot! Otherwise, all of you will die with these mobs below!"

The thunderous roar finally awakened the dazed archers. With tears in their eyes and gritted teeth, they began to shoot arrows!

The citizens of Lordaeron who were panicking and entering the city cried out even louder. They would never have imagined in their nightmares that their own soldiers would shoot arrows at them. Almost instantly, there was no living creature on the entire suspension bridge. The citizens near the moat beside the suspension bridge screamed and rolled and crawled to escape, trying to avoid this land of death.

"Whoever dares to approach the suspension bridge will be shot to death!" Arthas cried, "Molev, take your men and push everything on the suspension bridge into the river, and then raise the suspension bridge as quickly as possible."

Molev did as he was told. They pulled every frightened citizen in the city gate into the city and pushed most of the bodies and debris into the river, but an overturned carriage pressed down the drawbridge. It was a carriage carrying grain, and two horses were dead. However, the dead horse bodies and the tied grain were too good and too strong, weighing at least two tons, which was simply beyond human power.

In the past, whenever we encountered this kind of situation, it would take most of the day. Now, it can be solved in less than ten minutes, which is simply impossible.