Chapter 215: The Lordaeron Incident (Part 2)

The stern alarm bell was rapid and piercing.

As the king of Lordaeron, Menethil II couldn't sit still any longer and stood up abruptly, the torch-shaped crown exuding burning majesty like a claw.

"Please calm down, King Wrynn and all the guests. As the king of Lordaeron, I have the confidence and the ability to protect everyone's safety. Please wait here for a while." He responded, and Menethil II waved his hand, and a large number of royal guards rushed into the huge conference hall to guard the main passages, and magicians came in to set up defensive circles.

This commotion is so exaggerated, it is conceivable that Lordaeron will lose face after this incident.

Representatives from various countries were either restless or muttering in their hearts, and their reactions were quite interesting.

Of course, the funniest ones are Ryan and Lothar. These two guys looked at Duke involuntarily, as if I knew it was related to your kid.

Duke shrugged and waved his hands as if I was innocent.

Ryan rolled his eyes and said plainly: Who are you lying to, you guy? You pitted 100,000 orcs into a fire, and you have the most evil ideas.

Lothar was even more direct, his face turned a little dark.

Forced by these two bosses, Duke had no choice but to compare a 7 secretly.

Well, this time it was Ryan's turn not to speak, Lothar rolled his eyes.

Seven is MI7.

As an intelligence agency directly under the king, Ryan didn't think Duke had the ability to reach into MI7. Needless to say, this time it was clearly an action by SI7, and as the head of internal affairs in Nanhai Town, Duke should be more or less aware of it, as if he played a certain role.

Lane guessed half right.

If Ryan goes back and asks, he will come up with this answer: This is a plan planned and launched by MI7.

In fact, it was Duke who triggered it.

Because of Van Cleef, Duke found the master who taught Van Cleef the art of thieves. Duke unceremoniously revealed the identity of the guy.

As a military intelligence agency, it was undoubtedly an extremely serious failure to set nails around the important ministers of the kingdom and get caught. The guy's face also collapsed all of a sudden.

How important is Duke right now?

In the army, there is even a saying that even if Lothar collapses, Duke cannot be collapsed. Because these hundreds of thousands of exiled soldiers and civilians are now fully supported by Duke.

Duke can review more than 1,000 reports and requests in one afternoon, and then he can use ten hands of mages to write 10 different reports and instructions at the same time, and there is no error at all. (In fact, it is the system elves who help to classify and summarize the confidence. After the summary and report, Duke will think about it, and the system elves will control the mage to write the instructions)

It is no exaggeration to say that Duke alone tops an interior cabinet plus 100 civil affairs officials. Coupled with Duke's previous brilliant military achievements, if Duke went to the king to complain, let alone a small intelligence officer, the entire SI:7 would definitely not get good results.

Duke pretended to be sullen, and cursed angrily: "You have so much time to do this, why not think about how to help His Majesty promote the establishment of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance. Even if you send a few orcs to Lordaeron to stimulate that old Terenas It's better than you doing this!"

Although this sounded like an angry remark, it was another matter if it fell into the ears of the head of MI7, the female assassin Pasonia Shaw.

Due to the tribe's use of a large number of wargs, this canine animal with a sensitive nose has caused MI7 to lose almost all ways to obtain information. Ryan's dissatisfaction with MI7 has existed since the orc war.

Pasonia is eager to do something good for the kingdom. A seemingly unintentional sentence from Duke inspired her. As an intelligence agency herself, she has the right to dispose of prisoners, so she took away a full hundred orcs.

It's a pity that she doesn't speak the orc language, so she had to bite the bullet and come to Duke in the end.

Duke didn't say anything, and directly translated for Pasonia.

In fact, Pasonia also vaguely guessed that Duke wanted to use her and MI7. Some things are like a layer of paper, which can be broken with a single poke. With enough tacit understanding, no one will pierce through.

Duke wants to use the hand of MI7 to promote the establishment of the alliance.

MI7 wants to make meritorious service to prove itself.

The result of this matter will not harm the interests of the Stormwind Kingdom. The result is that the two sides have joined forces tacitly.

Clearly, the SI7 chief was doing a good job.

Terenas rolled out of the meeting room like his ass was on fire.

"Then what is the new way you are preparing?" Lothar asked unwillingly.

Duke raised his hand and displayed the holographic projection of the smaller one, which was a fragment of the Battle of Stormwind City. This brand-new display method really stunned Lothar.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you." Lothar is also a very straightforward person. Seeing that Duke didn't get involved in this matter, he quickly forgot about it.

At this moment, it is on the square in front of the main hall of the palace.

The Orc Squadron was still racing forward.

The torrential rain of bows and arrows could not take the lives of these violent orcs.

Just like the Stormwind Kingdom did at the beginning of the war, the guards of the Kingdom of Lordaeron underestimated the toughness of the orc's flesh and blood. The sharp arrow stuck within three centimeters of the orc's skin. It seemed that each orc had turned into a porcupine, but those orcs still roared like demon gods and killed them regardless.

The shield and sword soldiers who went up with a large shield were easily blown away, and dozens of long spears thrusting at the same time were often swept away by a stick. These orcs are simply unbeatable monsters, making the royal guards terrified.

What can support these guards to still stand here is only the glory and the persistence of not wanting to retreat.

However, these orcs finally met their match.

A priest exuding white light all over his body. In the cognition of the black hand guard, this kind of guy who knows some kind of healing magic is similar to the healing technique of a shaman.

The Black Hand Guard didn't think such a guy could stop him.

He was wrong!

How wrong!

When he hit it with the huge hexagonal rhinoceros skull, he was dazed by what happened below.

hammer!

A huge silver hammer, swinging the hammer at high speed mixed with the ferocious power not weaker than that of a chieftain-level master, slammed into his horned rhinoceros skull.

There was a loud bang, the horned rhinoceros skull that smashed the carriage and crushed human shield formations one after another, was easily smashed into large and small pieces by the hammer like breaking a piece of glass. Blocks, scattered around.

Without hesitation, the black hand guard swung his right arm and blasted out the huge iron rod pulled out of the arena.

However, the opponent's strength was completely beyond his expectations.

"When—" There was a loud clang that was enough to make the surrounding guards cover their ears in pain.

The eyeballs of the black hand guards protruded from their sockets.

what did he see

The iron rods with thick arms were bent by the hammer! !