Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 370: Counterattack

What?

Gul'dan betrayed Orgrim?

This was an incredible thing for most of the league's top executives. It was like someone told them that Duke had betrayed Lothar. Their first reaction was absurd and ridiculous.

They are of the same origin and have always cooperated closely.

How is it possible to do such a thing?

But the images before them forced them to believe it.

"This is the image that my subordinate Daniel risked his life to send me."

The first thing that came into the sight of the big guys was the vast sea and a desolate beach.

Most people were a little confused by this beach, but King Thoras Trollbane recognized the coast.

The cliffs overlooking the sea are the Hinterlands. The sea has become larger in everyone's vision. Looking far away, you can see some ships setting sail near the shore. They are ugly garbage ships, and everyone can recognize them as the Horde's transport ships at a glance. Those ships brought the hateful tribe here from another continent.

Although Kul Tiras and the Bloodsail Navy of Stormwind sank most of them at the bottom of the Endless Sea, the remaining half still brought a lot of destruction and death to the Alliance.

A large group of orcs were either on the beach or in the shallow water, pulling with all their might with long oars to move the boats. In the middle of each boat sat an ogre, beating a drum that represented a rhythm of effort. The orcs pulled hard to the rhythm and sent the boats into the sea.

Seeing this, a general has already spoken out: "Their chieftain is leading the army to attack Lordaeron City, but they are in the Hinterlands. Hehe."

When seeing this, an intriguing smile appeared on everyone's lips.

At this time, a red flying dragon was seen flying by. Everyone recognized that it was the Horde's red dragon cavalryman. He rode the red dragon in circles in the air, seemingly observing the situation below.

Following the direction of the approaching red dragon, everyone saw a familiar figure on the first ship - the demigod warlock Gul'dan.

Whether the Alliance is willing to admit it or not, this guy is a very dangerous guy. At least this guy had a record of fighting Antonidas in Southshore Town and both sides were injured. After Duke repeatedly emphasized that this guy was the culprit who conspired with Medivh to open the Dark Portal and sent millions of orcs. Gul'dan has always been a more dangerous person than Warchief Orgrim in the list of enemies of the Alliance.

At this time, Duke waved his hand, and Ilucia, who had been behind Duke, stood up.

The orc dragon controlled his mount, flew in front of the ship and shouted something in Orcish to Gul'dan.

Ilushiya immediately translated: "What do you use these boats for?"

The Dragon continued to follow his mount behind the ship, waving his free hand. The Warlock King looked confused, raising his hands in confusion. The Dragon flew his dragon closer to the ship and yelled again.

Ilucia continued to translate: "Turn the ship around! The chieftain's main force is in Lordaeron, not on the other side of the sea!"

The dragon rider shouted again. Gul'dan still used gestures to indicate that he couldn't hear clearly. This time, when the guy flew directly to the top of the ship, less than thirty meters away from the warlock, Gul'dan suddenly stretched out his hand and shot two green rays, one at the dragon rider's chest and the other at the red dragon.

Severe pain erupted in the man and the dragon at the same time.

The world around the dragons turned black in an instant. It was a huge sphere of black magical energy. It was obvious that this sphere was sucking the life out of both of them at a high speed.

When the dragon fell off his saddle, he was already a dried corpse. The red dragon was not much better, its huge body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. But when it fell into the sea, it was suddenly caught by a huge casting net.

Several huge two-headed ogres fished up the red dragon that was almost powerless to struggle, beat it to death with a stick, and then expertly dismembered the red dragon's body on the deck. It was obvious that they had done this many times.

The video ends here.

Ilucia obediently retreated behind Duke, who spoke, "This is a video from early this morning. In fact, ever since this army withdrew from Quel'Thalas, I have been asking Kurdran's people to follow them from a distance."

The Wildhammer King nodded.

Duke's face showed a confident smile: "For the Horde, this behavior is nothing short of rebellion. Of course, we haven't received the final and accurate news on whether Gul'dan has rebelled. But we can be sure that in the upcoming battle around the city of Lordaeron, the Horde will not receive any magical support. Yes! No warlocks! No scary two-headed ogre mages! There are only a bunch of muscular bastards who only know how to wield axes and clubs!"

"Haha! Great! I've been annoyed with those guys. Finally, I can kill them to my heart's content." The slightly rough Kurdran laughed in the dwarf's unique loud voice.

"If we can kill these two main forces of the Horde, Stromgarde will be saved." King Thoras breathed a sigh of relief.

Llane clenched his fists in a reserved manner. In fact, he was more eager than anyone else to destroy the Horde. The fall of Stormwind City was an eternal pain in his heart. As long as the Horde was not defeated, the Stormwind, located in the southern continent, would never be able to restore its country.

Of course, the happiest one is Terenas!

He would be the one who suffered the most if he was caught in a siege. The vast territory of Lordaeron would be cut off, and who knows how badly it would be destroyed.

Terenas was still mature and steady: "Well, I suggest that you urgently summon Marshal Lothar to discuss this matter."

"Of course. I suggest consolidating the city's defenses and waiting for the arrival of Marshal Lothar." Duke's speech was naturally considered reasonable and was unanimously approved.

After the meeting, outside the venue, Duke waited for an unexpected person - Prince Arthas of Lordaeron. freeweɓnovel.cøm

"Sir Edmund, can I have a word with you?"

Duke hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and sat down in a side hall. Arthas spoke out what he had said, as if to vent his frustration.

"On the night I abandoned 3,000 civilians, I received a long letter from my father. He scolded me for not learning how to be a king. A king should put the people first. Although I think what my father said is right, I still think that my decision that day was not wrong. There is no comparison between the lives of 3,000 civilians and 300,000 people."

Duke said calmly, "Do you love your father and your sister?"

"Of course!" Arthas said without hesitation.

"What if the enemy captures your father and sister and forces you to choose only one to survive?"

"No! I will never let this happen where I have to choose between the two!" Arthas suddenly became angry.

"That's right. As a king, you must first avoid the worst possible outcome."