Chapter 92: The Melee Before the Duel

There was no duel field in Menethil Harbor. In desperation, the dwarf king Magni Bronzebeard could only choose to give up the military camp of the Dwarf Guard in Menethil Harbor to provide for the two kings of Stormwind Kingdom and Stormwind Kingdom.

The residents of Menethil Harbor came upon hearing the news, especially those who stayed in Menethil Harbor. They sat on both sides in polarization to support their kings.

The dwarf troops tried their best to maintain order in the field to avoid the occurrence of rushing in.

The dwarf king Magni Bronzebeard sat on the high ground of the field. This time, the duel for honor between the two kings of Stormwind Kingdom and Stormwind Kingdom would be presided over by him personally.

Before the two kings appeared on the stage, the people of Stormwind Kingdom and Stormwind Kingdom on the opposing sides had already started to pull up the horizontal stripes and put up the flags of the two countries.

"King Galen Trollbane will win!"

"For Wrynn, King Varian will win!"

Among the human distribution in Menethil Harbor, the refugees from Stormwind and Lordaeron stayed the most, while most of the refugees from Stormgard returned to Arathi Highlands. Now, there are more than 100 people from Stormgard who can watch this king duel, while there are more than 1,000 people from Stormwind, which is a ten-fold disadvantage.

In order to protect the smaller number of people from Stormgard, King Magni put the people of Lordaeron and the dwarves in the middle. What happened later made King Magni realize that his protection was unnecessary.

A bald, dark-skinned, thickly bearded human began to speak as the host. "Hello everyone, I am Bob from Dalaran. I think many of you have heard my name. Today I am honored to host the duel for glory between King Galen Trollbane and King Varian Wrynn."

"Now please welcome King Galen Trollbane in red armor!"

Just as Bob's voice fell, Galen, wearing the red armor of the Kingdom of Stormgarde and holding Strom'kar Warbreaker, walked in from one side of the parade ground.

The people of Stormgarde shouted "For the glory of the Kingdom of Stormgarde!"

"Next, please welcome King Varian Wrynn in blue armor!"

Varian Wrynn also walked slowly into the parade ground from the other side, his eyes staring at Galen like a wolf staring at its prey.

Storm Kingdom people "For the glory of King Wrynn!"

However, before the two kings officially started fighting, the people of Stormgarde and Storm Kingdom in the stands began to spray each other.

"Even the traitor Arthas was almost killed by King Galen. Your King Varian should just go back to Stormwind."

"How ridiculous! King Varian is Arthas's brother. If Arthas led the Scourge to Stormwind, he would have been defeated by King Varian long ago. Your King Galen would never have been able to defeat King Varian."

"King Galen is a godslayer! What is Varian?"

"People of Stormgard, you better shut up, or don't blame us for being rude!"

"Come on, who's afraid of who? Let you weak people of Stormwind see how powerful Stormgard is!"

The assassin master Mathias Shaw was already in the stands. Looking at the current situation, he thought about the gap between the two sides. It was a ten-fold difference. It would be better to let the people of Stormwind teach the people of Stormgard a lesson first, so as to curb their spirit.

So, under the efforts of this assassin master who was good at bewitching and inciting, the people of Storm Kingdom rushed directly to the stands of the Stormgardians in a passionate mood. Due to the huge number, even the dwarf troops could not calm them down.

The Stormgardians, who were outnumbered, did not flinch at all. They rubbed their hands and rushed to the middle.

"Garlin, go and ask King Magni to protect your people, otherwise my people will beat your people into pieces." In the parade ground, King Varian looked at the gap between the two sides and couldn't help but smile and remind Garlin.

Garlin also took a look and didn't care at all. "I'm thinking, Varian, you are afraid of one thing. We Stormgardians are the most powerful. Let alone the gap of ten times, even if it is bigger, your people are not the opponent of my people."

"Then let's wait and see!"

The two kings temporarily stopped fighting, but prepared to watch their people decide the outcome first.

In the chaos, the people of Stormgardians and Storm Kingdom finally collided.

However, the expected situation that the Storm Kingdom people relied on the advantage of numbers to overwhelm the Stormgardians did not happen.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the Stormgardians, who were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, were advancing all the way, and all the Storm Kingdom people who blocked them were knocked to the ground.

They were all ordinary refugees settled in Menethil Harbor, but the Stormgardians were like an army, well-trained, powerful, and good at fighting. On the other hand, the Storm Kingdom people had no advantages except for their superior numbers.

It was the Storm Kingdom people who started the fight first. The dwarf troops responsible for maintaining order were already a little unhappy with the Storm Kingdom people who started the fight first. After seeing that the Stormgardians, who were at a disadvantage in numbers, were in a state of suppression, the dwarf troops who loved to watch the excitement simply ignored it.

"Magni's beard, see those Stormgardians, they are like an army, I can't believe that these dangerous guys have been living in Menethil Harbor."

"You're right, I bet a glass of strong liquor that the Stormgardians can win."

"Hahaha, we won't bet with you."

The seven human kingdoms are different, but the people of Stormgard are definitely a fighting nation among the seven human kingdoms. They are strong and martial. The militia of Stromgard can match the elite legions of other kingdoms, and every person of Stormgard, whether male or female, old or young, can almost have the strength of a regular soldier.

In other words, on the surface, it seems that one hundred people of Stormgard are fighting more than one thousand people of Stormwind Kingdom.

But in fact, it is one hundred well-trained warriors fighting a thousand mobs.

The decline of the Kingdom of Stormgard gave the other kingdoms of the Alliance a feeling that the people of Stormgard were fragile, but in fact it was not the case. The decline of the Kingdom of Stormgard could even be said to be due to its strength.

In the past ten years, the people of Stormgard have been unable to hold their heads high outside because of the decline of the Kingdom of Stormgard. Now that the Kingdom of Stormgard has been revived, the flame of pride in their hearts has burned again. It is time to use their fists to tell everyone why only the flag of the Kingdom of Stormgard inherited the fist of Tyr's hand.

One hundred Stromgardians beat a thousand Stormwind men to a pulp, until the massive Menethil Dwarf Defense Force arrived and ended the melee.