Chapter 156 Inevitable Destruction, Destined Rebirth (Leader Ultimate Demon)
A world-ending crisis in the distance.
A close relative is in danger of dying.
Which one has the greatest impact on your soul?
Of course it is the rescue of a loved one!
Having never personally experienced the extremely dangerous battle in Karazhan, although Ryan is very grateful to Duke intellectually and emotionally, it is far from as strong as the mental shock this time.
At some point, Duke's young figure overlapped with Medivh in Ryan's mind. The same wisdom, the same benevolence, the same reliability, save the crisis at the most critical moment.
As you get older, whether you are yourself or your friend Lothar, how many years can your body remain strong?
Duke is different. Duke is not only amazingly talented, but also has extraordinary strength, and he is only 15 years old. Even though he was partially cursed by Sargeras, Duke was still eighteen or nineteen years old. If he became the pillar of the Stormwind Kingdom, then Varian would not have to worry about the magic field or even the business field for a long time.
For a while, Ryan's heart was a little eager.
Unfortunately, there is one more urgent matter to deal with.
Where did those orcs who killed thousands of knives come from! ?
This made Ryan's heart very painful. Not only is it because all the defenses at the south gate are useless, but it also means that the fall of Stormwind City has entered the countdown.
Without fortifications, the battle loss ratio between humans and orcs of the same level is three to one. This is also the proportion of professional soldiers who have received long-term military training. Those farmers who were still plowing the fields a few months ago, even if they were fully armed and encountered orcs, the exchange ratio was at least ten to one.
There are less than 70,000 soldiers left in the entire kingdom. And the orcs... The latest report is that there are at least 400,000 orcs. This is a terrifying number that would not be enough to kill the entire Stormwind Kingdom.
King Ryan's face twitched, and he turned his head to order: "Luther, you lead people to hunt down the orcs, at least to the city wall. Andrew, let your people take over the Stormwind Fortress and clean up the orcs in the fortress. Jama Check, you led the city guards to clean up the city."
Then Ryan turned his head and looked straight at Duke: "Thank you very much, Duke. Although I really want to promote you to Duke immediately, we have more important things now. I need your opinion very much. From today onwards, I hope you can attend every military meeting."
Duke bowed lightly: "This is my honor, Your Majesty."
"I'll wait for you in the meeting hall of Stormwind Fortress in an hour." Ryan patted Duke on the shoulder and hurried to see his queen.
Duke knew that from this moment on, he had truly become the core executive of the entire Stormwind Kingdom. Not only because he holds the sea lifeline of the Stormwind Kingdom, but also because of his outstanding performance of bravery and loyalty, he finally won the full approval of Ryan.
Especially this time, if there is no Duke, Stormwind Fortress, the core of Stormwind City, will be occupied by Orgrim's elite. At that time, there will be another cooperation from the inside and the outside, and Stormwind City will fall today.
Of course, all Duke did was repel the surprise attack of the orcs. Not so lucky next time.
Even so, as far as the eye could see, there were dead bodies everywhere, and burned houses everywhere. The orcs invaded in just half an hour, causing serious damage to Stormwind City. Not only the physical loss, but also the spiritual one.
At this moment, Duke could still vaguely hear the screams of the people from a distance.
"Stormwind City is broken! Stormwind Fortress has fallen!"
However, these matters do not belong to Duke.
Just as Duke was about to go to see what happened to Windsor, another group of Stormwind soldiers arrived. Obviously they looked no different from other Stormwind soldiers. Duke noticed that the emblem on their left chest representing the troops and their affiliation was a black emblem, with a hooded death skull in the middle, and beside the skull were countless Only the hand of the mage looming faintly.
Huh! ?
Why is this not mine?
Duke was startled, and then found that the leader was his number one butler, Marka Luo. With a quick glance, Duke found many familiar faces. Those mercenaries who went to the western wilderness with him were at least at the captain level.
"Master!" Regardless of his high status in the eyes of outsiders, Makaro is still the little mercenary leader in front of Duke. He clearly remembered that all his glory actually came from the master in front of him, the incomparably miraculous Sea King Duke.
Without Duke, he would always be that lifeless mercenary leader.
"Huh? This outfit?"
"Uh, we are formally your noble personal soldiers, Master Marcus. It's just that Stormwind City is in danger, and you are not here, and people with combat experience like us are temporarily recruited by Lord Lothar. Lothar Your Excellency promised to let you go as soon as you come back."
Duke smiled, he didn't care about such trivial matters, not to mention that the person who ordered them was Lothar.
"Wendsor is seriously injured, Marcarro, you go and invite the best priest in Stormwind City in my name. The others follow Little Marcarro to clean up the remaining orcs in Stormwind City."
Half an hour later, Markaro, who was personally treated by the Archbishop of Stormwind City, saved his life. The priest's healing technique has a very good curative effect on physical trauma, and even internal organ damage can be healed. Of course, the essence of healing is actually to stimulate the potential of the human body with divine power. Healing wounds is at the cost of consuming the human body's life potential. Simply put, it is life-saving.
Without the present, there is no future. Everyone knows this.
In front of the hospital bed, the pale Windsor looked at Duke with a sorry expression.
"I'm sorry, master, am I useless? I can't even stand that guy with a hammer."
Duke smiled, Windsor is still young, loyal and not lacking in courage, but he is far from the hero of later generations who has a will of steel and regards death as home.
"If you know that the red-skinned orc holding the square hammer is named Orgrim Doomhammer, he can be regarded as the number one warrior in the tribe, will that make you feel better?"
"Really!?" Wen De Soer was a little surprised, but then his eyes dimmed again: "Damn, I am secretly happy when I lose to the strongest. This proves that I am still not enough in practice."
"Pfft——" Duke was also happy: "Please, in the entire kingdom, except for Lothar who can fight it fairly, there is really no one who can compete with it."
"Master, you can't do it either?"
Duke pondered for a while: "If you give me at least half an hour without interference, I have a 50% chance of killing him."
Duke secretly added a sentence in his heart: on the premise that I will not be resurrected.
Suddenly, Windsor asked, "Will the Kingdom of Stormwind be destroyed?"
"Stormwind City will fall, and the Stormwind Kingdom will be destined to regain its life after defeating the orcs!"