Chapter 418

There was the dull sound of the wings flapping in the air, and the huge griffin carried Lothar quickly to a canyon, but beside the cliff on the edge of the canyon, a man covered in silver metal had been sitting there waiting for them for a long time.

Lothar glanced down, his face did not change, and he continued to fly forward.

In less than five minutes, the figure was catching up at a very fast speed, dragging a long flame of light past the Griffin, then slowing down quickly, flying at the same speed as him: "Lothar, You may want to slow down your pet, my magic has seen the orc army ahead."

Lothar looked up and saw that the towering Redridge Mountains were already looming, and he quickly reined in the reins.

Anyang turned to look at him: "Be careful, sir, don't let them find you."

Lothar faced the wind and said: "Don't worry, I'm sitting on the back of a griffin, they can't see me, they just think it's a beast. It's you, although your armor is inconspicuous in the air, if there is a real A well-trained army whose scouts are easy to spot..."

Lothar's words came to an abrupt end, and he was stunned.

Light blue arcs began to flicker on the metal armor of the fast-flying figure, and his body gradually became transparent. In less than a few seconds, his entire body was completely hidden in the air, as if it had disappeared.

"This is, stealth?"

Lothar said he was a little surprised, since such a method is rare in Azeroth.

He actually doesn't think a mage is so great, nor is he surprised by Anyang's mage status, because he himself has a childhood friend who stands at the top of the mage profession, that is the guardian of Azeroth, Maddie Wen, but he had never heard of invisibility spells.

(Note: Neither the movie nor the original book is a game, there is no invisible thief, please refer to the legendary thief Garona for details.)

But soon, something else caught his attention.

The ground below was rolling and shaking. First, a group of monsters riding giant wolves galloped across the wilderness, followed by a large number of large troops. Their height and size were called giants, and they ran wildly in the wilderness as if they were not tired. The tyrannical air can be felt in the sky.

An hour later, the griffin landed on the wasteland just passed by the orcs.

Lothar was like Anyang before, squatting on the ground and looking at the huge footprints, touching it with his hands, feeling the hardness of the earth.

"What the hell is this bunch!"

"Want to take a closer look, look up, there is a surprise."

Lothar raised his head in surprise when he heard the sound, his forehead was slightly wrinkled due to his wide eyes, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

In front of him is a 3D projection that is a little blue. Below the projection is Anyang holding a tablet, and he is concerned about the content on the projection.

An orc with a particularly rough face stood, with a wise light shining from the corners of his eyes, and two huge fangs at the corners of his mouth. He was wearing heavy iron armor and holding a heavy chopping axe in his hand. the entire huge body.

"Oh my God!"

Lothar was amazed.

His first reaction, having experienced hundreds of battles, was that the heavy chopping axe in this man's hand would definitely be able to smash a knight in plate armor to pieces, and on the battlefield, he would be an unstoppable warrior, unless he was moved by a sea of ​​tactics. , or dispatch special means, otherwise it will not be able to stop him.

Maybe...this is okay?

Lothar looked down at the musket on his waist.

If not, to use a one-on-one heroic method, you can only contend with the strongest among human warriors, or ask for the support of a mage.

Anyang silently looked at Lothar's reaction, feeling a little stunned.

In the movie, he has always acted very meaningless, a model of heroism and invincibility. In the end, he even killed the black hand of the orc chieftain with the sword of the great royal family in anger, but he never expected that he would also be frightened by the army of orcs.

"This orc is called Durotan. He is the chief of the Frostwolf clan, a righteous and powerful orc. Although he invaded Azeroth, he is still a worthy opponent. I believe that even if I intervene in this history, You will still have a lot of interactions."

"He's the leader of these orcs?"

"No, the leaders of the orcs are other people. ... They come from the world of Draenor, and they are a clan society. There is very little intersection between the clans, but one day an orc shaman named Gul'dan integrated them. Arise, he's invading Azeroth after using his fel energy to reduce their own world to ashes!"

"You said it had something to do with the Burning Legion?"

"Yes, Kil'jaeden is Sargeras' right-hand man. He has been hunting down a group of eredar races who are unwilling to follow Sargeras. The eredar race was originally born in the world of Argus, and later fled to Draenor. The world, calling themselves the Draenei. Although they were careful to hide themselves, Kil'jaeden of the Burning Legion discovered them, and found in the world of Draenor something he was interested in, the mighty orcs."

"So he's going to use the orcs to destroy Azeroth?"

"Yes, it's very complicated, and it's hard for me to explain it to you, but in a nutshell, that's it."

"I think I understand, but now there's only one thing I don't understand..." While speaking, Lothar stood up and faced Anyang face to face. Suddenly, he pulled out the musket from his waist and pressed it against his chest, his eyes narrowed. Full of threats, he asked in a deep voice, "How do you know so much?"

Anyang's face was very calm under the armor, and he didn't even call out the weapon: "I told you, I have the ability to predict."

Lothar stared at him, squinted and said, "You don't seem afraid at all."

Anyang sighed and said: "Commander, although I am a mage, I am not from Azeroth. The weakness of mage in your impression has nothing to do with me, so even if I don't use spells, even if you take The latest weapon of the dwarves will not threaten me."

Lothar frowned, and pressed the musket to his chest again: "Really, but I just tried its power, which can blow up a tree with a bang."

"My armor is made of eternal alloy, and the chest armor is made of angel alloy. You may not understand it, so you can understand it as an indestructible legendary armor, at least you can't wear it, and this There is a very powerful weapon hidden in the armor, which can turn a house into flying ashes with a bang. Compared to me, who is fully armed, you are only wearing cloth and leather armor, and you have no weapons in your hands. I really can't find them. What threat do you have to me!" Anyang pointed to the armor on his chest, a little helpless, and then pointed to the footprints that stretched into the distance, "Commander, maybe you shouldn't focus on me now, It's time to think hard about how to protect your king and people."

Lothar's eyes became deeper, and he put down the musket suddenly: "Do you talk so much?"

"Because the atmosphere is very casual right now, and it's not as tense as you think."

Lothar clicked on his armor again, tilted his head and asked, "Is this armor really that powerful?"

Anyang was noncommittal, lowered his head and continued to flip the tablet in his hand, changing the projection in the air, but it was still Durotan: "If possible, you can try to cooperate with him, he is not only a great chief among the clan. , I believe he will still be a reliable partner."

Lothar frowned sharply, looked at him and said, "He invaded Azeroth, why should I cooperate with him?"

Anyang said: "Because this matter is far more complicated than you think, you will gradually know everything. By the way, if you are willing to change your attitude towards me, I can try to tell you a secret, and you will be grateful to me. "

Lothar had already rolled over and mounted the gryphon, looking down at him: "If this matter has nothing to do with this invasion, I don't think I'm interested."

Anyang shrugged: "You will definitely regret it."

Lothar jerked the reins: "I'm going back to Stormwind first."

Anyang smiled back: "Okay, you go back first, I will wait for you in Stormwind City."

Lothar's face turned black, and he drove the griffin to the sky and flew into the distance.

A silver-white figure dragging flames stabbed into the distance at a faster speed, surpassing him almost in the blink of an eye.

Stormwind City.

Anyang took off his armor and still looked like a mage in a white robe. He walked into the innermost part of the Stormwind Fortress with Lothar, and saw Ryan, who is not dead yet, under the leadership of Lothar's son Karen. King, there are many officers from Stormwind City at this time.

Karen bowed her head and saluted Lothar, then stepped back.

"I'm going down, father."

"Thank you, my child."

Lothar turned his head to look at King Ryan and the officers. His expression at this time was far more solemn than in the plot, but it was understandable. After all, in the original plot, he had not seen the army of orcs when he met the king, and he could not understand this. What a force.

"Your Majesty, I think we might be in trouble."

"What trouble has you rushed back from Ironforge so anxiously? Anduin."

"Listen to me, we need to mobilize the army to strengthen the defense of the Western Wilderness, at least to defend the Elwynn Forest, and, I need to lead an elite knight team to the Western Wilderness to investigate, there is a very powerful force heading towards us Come on."

An officer behind King Ryan asked with a smile: "What power can make the commander so surprised, where did it come from, is it a forest troll? Or the west coast, it's not other kingdoms that start a war against us, right?"

Lothar glanced at him and said solemnly, "It's an orc."

King Ryan repeated: "Orcs?"

Lothar was a little impatient: "Yes, a giant like a monster, we must stop them!"

As soon as this statement came out, many officers laughed.

King Ryan had doubts in his eyes. He glanced at Anyang next to Lothar and asked, "Did the... mage beside you tell you?"

"Yes." Lothar paused, feeling their distrust, and added, "And I also saw it with my own eyes, on the plains of Westfall, before I came back, they had just crossed the red swamp from the black swamp. Ridge Mountains!"

King Ryan wondered: "But Azeroth does not have the creature you mentioned."

Lothar stepped forward nervously: "They don't belong to Azeroth, they come from Draenor, trust me, this is a disaster!"

An officer next to King Ryan questioned: "Is this also what the mage told you?"

Lothar's face was full of blue veins from anxiety and being constantly questioned. He turned his head and scolded: "Shut up for me!"

With his roar, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even King Ryan closed his mouth.

But Lothar immediately discovered that they were not looking at him, but behind him, with a stunned expression.

That is... Anyang!

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