Chapter 678 The End of the Trial

The sonorous and powerful words echoed in the air that became silent again, like a sword, engraved in everyone's heart.

Duke had already seen at a glance that the orc was a captain.

If it were placed in the Warsong Clan that had hundreds of thousands of warriors in the past, a captain or something like that would not be ranked high. Now that the tribe was crushed, most of the remaining orcs fled back to the Dark Portal. Losing a thousand-man team is enough to make Grom very painful.

It's not that Du didn't want to drive out the Warsong orcs. Unfortunately, the orcs found a way to deal with the alliance - digging tunnels.

Their base camp was located in the later Hearthglen, which was almost entirely mountainous. Then the Warsong Orcs who had awakened their strange talents hollowed out almost all of the mountains there.

If he faced Grom Hellscream on flat ground or in the woods, Duke would now be at least 70% sure of killing him. With the cooperation of the Windrunner sisters, that’s 90%!

In a place like the tunnel where the bravest meets in a narrow road, Duke will not even have a 20% winning rate if he does not engage in continuous battles of dragging corpses and resurrecting them.

The only good thing is that the orcs are not a race that is good at self-sufficiency. Their high demand for meat requires them to often travel out of the tunnels to find food.

Either hunting, or attacking human villages.

Duke is indeed capable of destroying the Warsong Orcs, but that requires him to mobilize at least 30,000 dwarves, plus 50,000 human soldiers. Trying to do nothing and surrounding Grom for a year and a half, the Warsong clan will kneel down no matter what.

Unfortunately, such a price is too high, and it is not in the interests of Stormwind City and Ironforge.

This is why Duke can let the Windrunner troops continue to bleed the Warsong orcs here, but cannot annihilate the Warsong clan.

Duke knew that if he put the orc with his broken arms back, he would probably have a smaller version of Kargas Blade Fist.

Duke doesn't care.

It would be enough to put enough psychological pressure on the future core soul of the tribe.

as expected……

That orc is having a bit of a meltdown!

"Ahhhh-bastard! Duke Marcus! One day, the tribe will make you pay the price!" The orc commander roared like a wounded beast.

"Hahahaha!" Duke laughed wildly in response: "Your first war chief can't do it with black hands! Your second war chief can't do it! When will you elect a third war chief to die! I will tell you with your blood again Who among you is the tribe’s eternal nightmare! Hahahaha!”

Duke's laughter was arrogant and unrestrained!

To the ears of the orcs, it was the laughter of the devil who stood at the apex of evil.

To human ears, there is an indescribable sense of pride!

Unknowingly, every Lordaeron cavalry straightened up. Even if they were injured, even if the wound on their broken arm still hurt, their hearts were full of heroism.

right! Duke Marcus!

Only such a heroic man can be called a hero of the alliance!

Only such a brave and wise man can wipe out millions of such terrifying orcs!

Sure enough, Duke is the flag of the alliance!

I don't know when, the Lordaeron cavalry already had tears in their eyes and couldn't help themselves——

Jaina was a little crazy. She hated the way she felt. She knew clearly that it was Duke, the bastard, who pushed her to this desolate north. She knew very well that it was Duke who had lured her to this town that was attacked by the tribe. It could be said that it was Duke. , being forced into danger was a conspiracy planned by Duke.

It would be false to say that he was not even considered a terrifying commander who could manipulate millions of orcs into applause.

And this guy with no regrets on his face didn't seem to want to deny it.

She should hate him because he made a mess of her first Valentine's Day and her 14th birthday, which was supposed to be a perfect day in her dream.

After thinking about it, she suddenly realized that Duke was telling her that this was the orc tribe that her father and the entire Kingdom of Kul Tiras had been fighting for in the past two years. This is the battlefield where her eldest brother Drake died!

And she... maybe this was in line with one of her dreams. Duke did not seem to regard her as a political tool, nor as a woman, but as an important mage in the alliance to train her.

Jaina was a little dumbfounded.

However, the mighty Duke, who defeated thousands of armies with one man's strength, made Jaina's heart flutter again.

Because at this time, Duke and the legendary hero Duke overlapped silently. More specific, clearer...

"Ahhhh--" The orc commander walked away, in a very manly way. He placed his bleeding arms against a hammer that had just been burned red by Jaina. The intense heat quickly scorched the wound, allowing him to stop the bleeding. Apparently this was something he learned on the flaming hellish battlefield in Silver Pine Forest.

The paladin captain who led the team came over and saluted Duke respectfully: "Hello, Your Excellency, I am Baron Thorad Cassian, captain of the third garrison of Tirisfal. Excuse me, is it Ma? His Excellency the Grand Duke of Kusi?”

"it's me."

"Well, thank you for your help. Without you, maybe we would have been wiped out." Then he glanced at the bloody Jaina next to him: "I'm sorry to bother you, can I ask what's going on? "

"Due to a teleportation error, Princess Jaina Proudmoore accidentally came to Tirisfal Glades. It was you who bravely protected Princess Proudmoore under the siege of a thousand orcs until Duke Marcus The Grand Duke is here. Brave warriors, you not only fought against the evil orcs, but also protected the beautiful Princess. You have done a great job and deserve to be rewarded."

Duke coolly took out a piece of brown paper and a quill pen, placed them on the wall, rustled down the general process, and then stamped his seal.

"Take it to your superiors, even His Majesty Menethil. You will be rewarded, Lordaeron and Kul Tiras. And this is my little personal reward." Duke took out A bag of gold coins for the paladin, and a pair of paladin gloves made by the dwarves of Ironforge.

Cassian and his party were suddenly moved to pieces.

Jaina...the little princess of Kul Tiras was filled with hatred. It was obviously Duke who dug a hole specially for her to jump down, and even included this group of cavalry into the hole. They sacrificed their lives for you, but it looked like it was her, Jaina's spell error that caused them heavy losses.

But as smart as she is, she certainly won't expose Duke on the spot.

After politely thanking him, she teleported back to Karazhan with Duke more quietly than a well-behaved little wife.