Chapter 228: Deputy Commander-in-Chief Duke

If there is no miscalculation, the few awesome people who will be screaming in the future may still order food now.

No, Uther and Tirion Fordring should not be included. When the orc slaves rioted in Lordaeron a few days ago, they started killing. It's just that they used hammers at that time, but now they use long swords to pretend to be gentle.

Think about it too, now they are meeting the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, and they are not going to fight the enemy. What kind of king's hammer, oh, what kind of king's hammer?

Anyway, in order to give the commander in chief a good first impression, he must look good enough.

Few people appear on the stage with their own background music BGM, and Uther is obviously one. He is heroic yet elegant, with a burly figure and sunny appearance, as well as a faint holy light lingering around his body.

If you take a closer look, you will feel in a trance that you are listening to the organ playing hymns in the church, and the faint and melodious singing of the holy children echoes in your ears, giving people a feeling that even the soul has been sublimated.

"Allow me to introduce Uther, Saidan Dathrohan, Tirion Fordring, and Turalyon." Faol pointed at them, smiling like a proud father, presenting a message to the parents of a blind date party. Sell ​​your sons.

"In the Knights of the Silver Hand that I am about to form, they will be very important members."

Faol paused for a moment, and then introduced Lothar and Duke to the four alternate paladins.

"This is Sir Anduin Lothar, the general of Stormwind and the commander-in-chief of the Alliance. Then this young mage is his colleague, the great hero who killed the demon king Sargeras and burned a hundred thousand orcs Duke Marcus."

Faol smiled: "Now, it's time for you young people, the six of you have a good chat alone."

The archbishop nodded to everyone and left the courtyard.

Duke never imagined that there would be such a day when he would be worshiped and sought after as an idol by those famous and super talented people in later generations.

But think about it, the current Duke has long been famous.

In fact, Ryan also consciously or unconsciously promoted Duke's reputation through MI7. Compared with Lothar's series of inconspicuous achievements, the deeds of Duke, a young hero, are even more legendary. The more desperate people are, the more they want to see heroes, role models, and a leader who can lead them forward.

Duke lived up to expectations.

So Duke also rose to fame.

"Is it impossible to kill Sargeras at that time?"

"Sorry, no one knows how to destroy the soul of the fallen titan."

"How powerful are demons?"

"I can send you to Karazhan when I have time, where demons attack you once a week on average."

Lothar and Duke were surrounded by these candidates for the Paladin.

Turalyon, the smallest of them all, looked cowering. Others, like Uther and Tirion, appear relaxed and natural.

Compared with Duke, who knows the future, he has no doubts about the paladins, Lothar obviously still has doubts. He doesn't know what such a new profession will bring to the alliance's army.

When Lothar was thinking about how not to dampen their enthusiasm, but also give them hope appropriately, and how to make arrangements for them, it was Uther who broke the barrier.

"Respected Commander-in-Chief, the archbishop has told us the direction we are going. And we are also very clear that we are about to face an extremely cruel battle. We will obey all your orders, and we will fight for the people and die for the people. You can order us any time you feel you need."

Uther is a tall man with a sharp facial contour and an expression that always reveals determination. In his pair of sea-blue eyes, there is a faint golden light, which is a kind of almost holy boiling gaze. From words and body language, both Duke and Anduin could feel Uther's devotion to the Holy Light.

More fanatical and determined, but lacking the enthusiasm and delicacy of Archbishop Faol.

Saidan Dathrohan, who is the tallest and whose height is marked as 2.03 meters in the Duke system test, has a stronger warrior aura. He waved his fist vigorously: "We will not ask how many enemies there are, we will only Ask where the enemy is. We will completely defeat those orcs, and drive these dirty and brutal creatures back to their planet."

Tirion Fordring's beliefs are equally firm, but not as fanatical as Uther's. He chatted with everyone very casually.

Finally, there is Turalyon, this little candidate for the paladin did not actively participate in the discussion of faith, but talked more about the war and the situation, for example: "If the tribe does not have more advanced shipbuilding skills, can the If the shipbuilding time of several years is shortened to a few months, then what we are likely to face is that the orcs simply overwhelm our defenses with numbers."

The pleasant conversation made the time pass quickly. As noon approached, Lothar, the commander in chief of the alliance, was going to a luncheon. After the four alternate Paladins bid farewell, Lothar and Duke walked and chatted.

"What do you think of them?"

"Uther, Saidan, and Tirion are all sharp knives against the Horde. Turalyon is more rational, and may not be firm enough in faith. But he is definitely a commander-in-chief."

"I'm not targeting their personalities..." Lothar frowned and sighed: "It's not that I doubt my old friend Alonsus, but I really doubt how useful they are to the enemy."

Duke raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Lothar seemed to be pondering the words in his mind, although he didn't think Duke was the kind of person with a big mouth, he said after a while: "There is too little time, they seriously lack the time to prepare. Remember you Have you said that? When the northward route of the Sadol Bridge is blocked by Stromgard, it is expected that the Horde will come to the northern continent in a month or less."

"Well. So what? Didn't you see their performance of killing orcs in the palace a while ago?"

"Perhaps they are indeed very powerful fighters, but none of them has experienced war as a so-called 'Paladin'. Of course, I don't doubt their fighting ability. However, we have no shortage of fighters. I most This is the troublesome part. I want me to command a group of professionals who have never appeared in this world, rookies who have never been tested in war. What Faol means is that they want them to play a core role. Core! This is the core Do you want me to appoint a few rookies on the battlefield as the deputy commander in chief of the Allied Forces?"

Duke clicked his mouth: Oh, that's true in 'history'. I don't know why the various kings would agree to let Turalyon, who has no combat experience and is not a prince or duke, be the deputy commander of the Allied Forces.

When he came to the luncheon venue, King Terenas made Du Kelei extremely anxious in one sentence.

"Duke Marcus, the seven kings unanimously elected you as the deputy commander of the alliance."

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