Chapter 31 The Future Marshal

At this point in time, Reginald Windsor is just an ordinary young soldier, a knight candidate, and thousands of Anduin Lothar's men who have never experienced a real war and will be killed by orcs It's no different to kill the big guns with one axe.

Even in the future, Reginald is not a fierce man with explosive force value. It's okay to deal with ordinary strong men, but not to mention several fierce men like tribal chiefs, even if he is facing a real hero with a reputation, he will be killed in one move.

He also didn't have extraordinary dominance, and he didn't have any outstanding records in the World of Warcraft game before Duke's time travel. Even his promotion seemed to be accumulated through experience.

However, Reginald Windsor became the Marshal, and after his death, he was named a hero by the people, soldiers, and players.

Why?

It is based on his infinite loyalty to Stormwind City, the largest human country on this continent.

This is the story decades later at this point in time. One day, the king of the Stormwind Kingdom disappeared mysteriously. Windsor found that the nobles in Stormwind City had undergone strange changes—they began to indulge in pleasure more, And he no longer cares about the territories of the Stormwind Kingdom other than Stormwind City.

This directly led to the forced self-reliance of people everywhere in the face of difficulties. In the western wilderness, Grian Stoutman formed the western wilderness people's army; The army alone guards the people of Nightshade Town.

When the Blackstone orcs were pressing on the Burning Plain in the north of Lakeside Town, and there were even rumors that a black dragon had appeared, Windsor couldn't sit still anymore. He thought of his mission and asked to go to the Burning Plain to lead the The forces of the Alliance fought against the Blackrock orcs, as well as the black dragon threat.

However, Countess Katrana Prestor, who was very influential in the parliament, firmly opposed his proposal, and the influence of the Countess even influenced the decision of the then regent, Duke Bolvar Fordragon. After completely tearing apart his face with the Duchess, he came alone to the Alliance camp in the Burning Plains (in fact, he was exiled by Stormwind City) to preside over the battle against the Blackrock orcs.

However, Stormwind City has not sent any reinforcements to the Burning Plains since then, and Marshal Windsor was also captured by the Dark Iron Dwarves during an attack. The marshal can only deduce the cause and effect of everything in prison alone. After connecting all the causes and consequences, he discovered that the biggest doubt was the Countess Katrana Prestor who mysteriously appeared in Stormwind City on the eve of the king's disappearance.

However, he has no proof.

When we found Marshal Windsor in the Black Iron Prison, he refused to come out and cursed Duke Bolvar Fordragon as a complete idiot. In fact, now that everything is sorted out, it is safe in the Dark Iron prison. He was not greedy for life and afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would not be able to expose the black dragon's conspiracy before he died.

When players like Duke found a mysterious note in Blackstone Abyss and handed it to Marshal Windsor, he became excited. He saw hope, he found evidence, this is the hope of breaking the puzzle, he asked the players to get the two stone slabs, and rushed out of the dark prison. To go to Stormwind City, for the Kingdom of Stormwind, for the Alliance, to reveal the true face of Countess Katrana Prestor.

Walking into Stormwind City, under the witness of the five heroes of the Second World War, he gained the trust of his former friends. Along the way, all the soldiers knelt down on one knee to pay tribute to him.

He went into Stormwind Fortress and used the slate obtained from the Dark Iron Dwarves to force out the true face of the Countess Katrana Prestor—the black dragon princess Onyxia. The angry black dragon gave Marshal Windsor a fatal blow, and then flew away.

The sober Duke Bolvar Fordragon alone wiped out the black dragon guards in human form all around, but none of this could save Marshal Windsor's life. A hero, he finally came to his own end. He smiled Be fearless about your destiny.

Recalling the tear-jerking 'history' in the game, Duke couldn't help feeling sad and thoughtful.

Turning his head and looking out of the window, the first ray of morning light seemed to have just passed through the ends of Duke's hair. Although it had only been a few days, Duke felt that this period of time was spent in urgency and anxiety.

Duke suddenly smiled.

I used to think that if I could hear Stormwind City, Karazhan, Portal of Darkness, and lines full of memories from Warcraft movies, I would be very happy and satisfied.

Because in those countless days and nights, I used the feet of a funny mage named 'Little Devil Feifei' to measure every inch of land here.

Even though time flies, this former No. 1 game in the world can no longer keep up with the times, and is ridiculed by younger players as outdated, but I still love her.

Every time I dream back at midnight, it is her who I dream of.

When I can't sleep, what I look at is not the moon outside the window, but log in to the game, sit on my favorite pure white griffin, fly into the sky, and overlook this beautiful continent.

I used to think that if the box office of the Warcraft movie is not good, it will lead to no sequels. Not only did I buy ten or twenty movie tickets myself, but I also organized my friends back then to form a group to watch movies.

Because she spent such a long and wonderful time with me...

I used to think that this was the best way to protect her.

"But now, I have found a better way to protect her." Duke murmured to himself.

Look up and look at the rising sun. Duke knew very well that he was powerless to fight against Sargeras who had obtained Medivh's body and the huge guardian magic power.

Even if all the forces on the mainland add up, they may not be able to do it.

The opening of the Dark Portal is already irreversible.

The sun shone on Duke's face, warm and warm, and Duke seemed to feel the pulse of fate again.

The sun will eventually rise day after day, and the only thing I can control is the development of fate after the door of darkness is opened...

At this point, Duke took a deep breath, raised the list in his hand, and pointed to Reginald Windsor's name: "Hello, Commander Garcia, I want him."

"Him?" Garcia's expression was a little strange. Of course, the reason for the weirdness came from Duke, because he found that Duke's reaction became very violent when he saw Windsor's name.

"Is there a problem?" Duke asked back.

"Uh, since his name is on the list, it means that His Excellency Lothar thinks he is a reliable and capable young man. I have no problem, just curious why you chose him, Your Excellency?"

The magic stick Duke said with a smile: "Because I feel the fetters of fate!"

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