Chapter 531 Duke's Prophecy (for Subscription)

Seeing that the arrogant Deathwing suddenly launched the big move "Sky Dragon Flash", and he just flashed with his tail between his legs, every dragon was stunned.

Nelthario... just ran away?

What about Dragon Clan Glory?

What about resistance?

The style of painting is wrong!

"We can't let him escape!" Nozdormu suddenly came to his senses.

"Hurry up, immediately!" Malygos replied anxiously.

"I agree!" The Dream Queen said calmly. Ysera looked at Alexstrasza, who was still circling, even she was incredulous about how she just tore the Black Dragon King: "Sister?"

"Chasing!" Red Dragon replied: "You must chase to death! Otherwise, I will be in trouble..."

The Red Dragon Queen thought of Duke's crow mouth.

If she can't deal with Neltharion here, she will owe Duke a huge debt!

The four guardian dragons fluttered their wings at the same time, constantly speeding up to catch up with the deviant black dragon.

"Ah! Let's go!" Gavin Ladd, a melon-eating crowd, looked at the empty sky in a little astonishment.

"I'm still researching. Just now, each of their moves is roughly equal to how many Sun-level magic." Luo Ning is very professional.

"It's a beautiful fireworks!" Veresa failed to imitate it.

"There's still more on the ground over there!" The worse Duke pointed to the burnt tribal camp far below the mountain.

Well, the five giants in the sky are fighting in groups, and hundreds of red dragons on the ground are washing the ground.

"Hoo hoo!"

So clean!

Often more than ten red dragons land side by side, like a plane spraying pesticides, covering them in pieces. Under the precisely calculated distance of the dragon's breath, the scorching flames covered the entire orc camp, so that there was no residue and no dead ends.

The extremely high temperature of the dragon's breath passed, and there were no burning and struggling firemen, and it was all scorched black.

Except for the orcs on the outermost perimeter of the camp, not many orcs had a chance to escape. However, only the strongest orc clan can occupy the best territory. The smoother the land and the easier it is to get water, the more powerful clans occupy it. This has been the rule since ancient times, regardless of the territory or the camp.

As a result, almost all second-tier clans were burned in this battle.

The outlier clans on the periphery didn't run away too much. Seeing that there were not many orcs, the resentful red dragons didn't bother to use their dragon breath anymore, they just swooped down, some picked up the orcs, threw them high into the sky, and let the orcs play trapeze with "ahhh!" Add high-altitude free fall; some just stand there, sweeping with a dragon claw on the left, and slapping a dragon wing on the right, killing orcs just like humans trampled to death cockroaches.

The melon-eating people who moved their seats to the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain are so cool to see!

"Hawk. That dragon looks like a novice at first glance. The angle of the dive is too bad, and the dragon's breath can't really be used up." Duke made a 'professional' comment.

At this time, Saidan Dathrohan and General Abidis came.

Seeing the two of them coming together, Duke asked first instead, "Where are Uther and Tirion?"

Saidan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled. To be honest, among the first generation of paladins, the three from the Kingdom of Stormwind were very close to Duke, and the paladins from Lordaeron were only a little better than nodding acquaintances with Duke.

But Saidan is a warm-hearted acquaintance, and he doesn't care about the etiquette, shrugging his shoulders: "Oh! They are very serious and responsible, unlike a certain deputy commander who is lazy here to get the big things done."

Saidan teased Duke like this, and Gavin Lade blushed. Obviously, other members of the commando below were still fighting fiercely with the stubborn orcs in the fortress passage, but they were here to eat melons. A little unkind.

Who knows that Duke is also cheeky: "Don't abuse the elderly! I am already old, and I am already amazing to be able to complete the task. I can't beat it. The world will belong to you young people in the future!"

His old-fashioned tone made everyone laugh out loud. But seeing Duke's appearance, Saidan and Abidis couldn't laugh anymore.

Half of his head of white hair, the shriveled skin on his arms, and the wrinkles all over his face when he smiles... It's hard to imagine that Duke is actually just a 17-year-old young man.

"Your curse, Your Excellency Marcus..." Abidis said half a sentence.

Duke smiled: "Just now the Red Dragon Queen lifted the curse for me."

"Your Excellency has worked hard." Abedis bowed heavily: "Not only that, I am also very grateful to Your Excellency for your help at a critical time."

Saidan next to him saluted together.

At this time, not only Abidis, but everyone else present had the same feeling—Duke was really working too hard. It's unbelievable that the burden of the entire continent, the ten countries of the alliance, and the three major races, which add up to nearly ten million people, is actually on the thin shoulders of such a young man.

This is the luck of the alliance, but also the tragedy of the alliance in a sense. It was precisely because so many kings in the alliance couldn't agree on an agreement, that there was this compromise that looked extremely bad before, but now seems extremely wise-letting Anduin and Duke take power.

Gavinrad looked at the ruined orc camp in the distance, with hope in his eyes: "In this case, maybe the war will end within a year."

"One year?" Duke curled his lips: "The war will end with the alliance winning within four months."

Everyone was taken aback. Duke actually said that such a large-scale war between the Alliance and the Horde would end within four months?

Abidis is the most sensitive to the battle situation: "Four months? We don't know how many orc reinforcements are on the other side of the Dark Portal. Would it be too..."

Duke waved his hand: "No, four months, I've already calculated conservatively. But it's good for everyone to know this news, don't spread it out for now. I will tell the kings the rest at the throne meeting."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were shining with excitement and ecstasy.

They might scoff at what someone else said, but now look who is speaking?

The one who said these words was Duke Marcus, the deputy commander of the alliance, the invincible and outstanding military strategist, and the hero of the alliance!

From the initial prediction of the Horde's attack on Nanhai Town, to the later Nanliu Coastal Defense Line, to the Battle of Hinterlands, and then the Battle of Quel'Thalas and the Battle of Lordaeron, Duke's idea of ​​"killing the enemy is the most important thing" The "priority" military theory has always led the alliance, from the great disadvantages of the kings to the victory of the all-out counterattack. If his judgment is still wrong, then I really don't know who else in the alliance can trust the inference of the battle situation.

"Really!?" Veresa said with infinite surprise: "Then what are we waiting for now? Go back and tell everyone the news! And... Eldest Sister must be in a hurry."

Duke's facial muscles twitched: "I still have to wait for the Red Dragon Queen, I want her to help restore my lost vitality, otherwise how can I see people like this."

Preview of the next chapter, the hard-working Duke