Chapter 505 The Twisted Lordaeron (Subscribe)

Duke fell into a strange slumber.

On the surface, he was waiting for the Red Dragon to leave, but in fact he was still trapped in the Emerald Dream.

Red Dragon didn't notice this, Neltharion didn't notice it, and Veresa and the others lurking behind Duke didn't notice it either.

Almost at the same time, a large group of people were busy in a military camp in Dalaran.

It was a huge stone gate.

The gates are all made of purple crystal pillars that conform to the Dalaran style. Of course, they are not as exaggerated and huge as the Dark Portal, but this is also one of the best portals in the world.

The blue-purple portal with a psychedelic color has not been fully opened, and bystanders looked over, only to see the complete darkness on the opposite side.

Nearly a hundred Dalaran mages are nervously checking every magic circle.

The earth mage is testing the output of magic power.

Mage Morning Star is checking whether the structure of the magic circle is complete.

A Kirin Tor senator and a Silvermoon Councilor are standing aloft, directing everything.

"It seems that this world has not carried out such a large-scale transmission for nearly a thousand years?" The members of the Silver Moon Council whispered to themselves.

In the square next to it, thousands of people are also busy.

They are not ordinary soldiers. Almost every man in full armor has a knight emblem on his armor chest, or at least the emblem of a knight apprentice. The knight's servants are nervously conducting the final equipment check for them. Weapons, equipment, and a small amount of water and dry food.

Behind the team, there are a large number of professionals-hunters, thieves, priests, and mages.

In front of these knights, there are still a few paladins wearing bright silver armor and slightly blooming with holy light. They have a name that resounds through the Alliance and the Horde - Knights of the Silver Hand.

If you look carefully, you can find that most of their weapons are enchanted with the [Dragon Slaying] enchantment for dragons.

Even if half of the Dalaran mages are assembled for teleportation, it is impossible to have the teleportation ability of the Dark Portal, and it is even more impossible to transport a hundred thousand troops in one go.

1000 people, up to 1200 people, this is already the limit.

Here, the most elite troops in Lordaeron are assembled.

Here, almost everyone has the strength to single-handedly bring down five orc warriors.

They are the best of the best.

They are the glory of Lordaeron.

There is an auditorium at the back of the square. From this terrace, you can clearly see everything that happens below. King Terenas of Lordaeron stood on it with his head held high, holding the king's scepter in his hand, and said to Antonidas beside him: "My military advisor told me that even if we face three ancient dragons at the same time, this team can Fight it."

Antonidas seemed to be thinking about something, and it took a few seconds before he replied: "Your consultant gave you a fairly conservative estimate."

Terenas's face glowed with pride: "Lordaeron has failed, but Lordaeron will pick up a more brilliant glory."

The four kings Daelin, Genn, Lion, and Solas standing near Terenas frowned. They were sensitive to the fact that Terenas used the word 'Lordaeron'.

Not only the human king, but also Kael'thas and Kurdran* Wildhammer, who were watching the ceremony together, felt disgusted.

Since the incident between the Stormwind Kingdom and Lordaeron a few days ago, the kings have become more vigilant.

Everyone knew that Lordaeron was not kind. After the failure to forcefully marry Ilucia, the two countries had a big war of words. When Lothar threatened to resign from the post of commander-in-chief in private, Terenas finally gave in. Cut that guy's title, demote him to a knight, let the Pavon family make a public apology, and at the same time blame the messenger.

It is said that the dowry gift is actually 100,000 gold coins, not 1,000. What kind of nonsense that guy's math was taught by a physical education teacher.

Anyway, it's a bunch of people who don't even believe children and have no sincerity to apologize.

As a result, even if Lordaeron and the Stormwind Kingdom did not completely tear each other apart, the seeds of conflict had already been planted.

If it weren't for the tribe already occupying the entire southern continent and the Arathi Highlands, the bridgehead on the northern continent, perhaps the alliance has already begun to split.

Everyone knows that Lordaeron is twisted. Perhaps it is to say that Lordaeron has been a distorted great nation early on, but it has not been revealed before.

Now Lordaeron has refused to form a coalition army on the grounds that the raid mission is not suitable for people from too many countries to join. In fact, the lineup of Lordaeron is not necessarily something that all countries can make up.

As a result, the several kings next to them were extremely entangled. They hoped that Lordaeron's surprise attack would break the current situation where the alliance was passively beaten, but they vaguely did not want Lordaeron to succeed.

After all, once the last big card of the red dragon is lost, the tribe is likely to collapse. They really couldn't imagine how arrogant Lordaeron would be after completing this important turning point battle.

Of course, if Duke was here this time, he would use this sentence to describe it-Lordaeron is going to live broadcast to poke a hornet's nest.

Terenas turned around and opened his arms towards the kings: "Did you see that? The elite of Lordaeron are so powerful! Do you see? This is the heroic figure of a certain victor."

The kings saw an almost insane distortion in Terenas' face.

However, none of the kings said a word, except Ryan.

Ryan Wrynn strode forward, this seemingly ordinary movement was full of a cold clang. Mograine, who was standing beside Terenas, couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Admiral Menethil, I just want to tell you one thing, never underestimate those who you think are just pawns..." After that, Ryan walked away without looking back. , and Anduin * Lothar commander.

Within the league, titles are very vague.

If you are more friendly, you can call him by his first name and add "Your Majesty". For example, Duke prefers to call Terenas His Majesty Terenas.

If it's business, then address the other party by their rank. At this point, all kings are generals. Ryan was right to call Terenas that. But this time, the relationship is very cold and hard.

But Ryan is Ryan, even if he is a king of subjugation, he will never put a hot face on a cold ass, because he can't ask for it.

Ryan's public flipping of the table in the political field made Terenas look very bad.

Immediately, Terenas sneered: "Don't care about him, this is a just battle, and we must win. If you are ready, please start, Master."

Antonidas doesn't like Terenas either.

This is also where the shamelessness of politics lies. As one of the countries that have received enough benefits, Antonidas must fully support this action.

On the surface this time it was purely Lordaeron's forces. In fact, after Dalaran received the benefits, it tacitly allowed many free mages to sign a contract of sale before the battle and transfer to Lordaeron.