Stormwind God

In a storm port across the city wall, tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Storm Kingdom saw the last scene of their love of the city.

The flames rising from the ground are straight into the sky, not to mention they are close at hand, I am afraid they will be clearly visible from dozens of kilometers away. The fire lit up the entire night sky.

Perhaps, starting today, Stormwind will have the alias of Flame City.

"This is ..." Looking at Duke, who was escorted by Lothar and his elite soldiers, Lane finally couldn't help asking.

This is definitely not the point where ordinary arson can be done. If you have to use a word to describe it, it is purgatory.

Duke wiped his sweat with the towel that Windsor had handed.

"This is the magic defense system left by Medivh. Originally, his intention was to set up a magic array similar to the wall of fire in each canal. In order to prevent invasion by foreign enemies, it would penetrate all blocks at once. I changed it. "

"Change?" Lane knew, of course. The reason why there are canals and city walls in each area of ​​Stormwind is to resist each other. In fact, there are hidden tunnels between the various urban areas, so that even if some of the blocks are captured, you can also take back the site through a raid.

"Yes, I drove all the orcs into the river by letting the death squad set fire across the city and block the block, and then ..."

Duke didn't go on, all the people on the scene were smart people. They immediately thought that it was a serial account.

By driving away, bringing the orcs together, and then using the enemy's psychological blind spots to turn the safest place into a real dead place.

No one would have thought that the canal that could avoid burning to death was the real killing trick.

Suddenly everyone felt lucky, but fortunately Duke was his own.

The tribal chief was killed, and a hundred thousand troops of the tribe were burned by a fire. This brilliant record easily cheered the soldiers.

The cheers didn't last long, it was simple, everyone's heart was still heavy.

Tens of thousands of troops gathered in the storm port, the huge port square, which became extremely crowded due to the gathering of 50,000 people. Although in order to avoid the tribe's encroachment, the explosives of the goblin on the cliff side closest to Stormwind have been destroyed, but if the tribe strikes again after the fire goes out, these 50,000 people will have no way to escape.

This is not an ordinary recruit. Perhaps many of them are of militia origin, or local defense teams. The true regular army is only about 60%. But they have one thing in common. These 50,000 people are all veterans who have experienced more than one war with the orcs. It is no exaggeration to say that these 50,000 people are the essence of the entire storm kingdom.

If the 50,000 can safely evacuate, with these 50,000 people as seeds, Lothar is confident to mobilize a highly capable 200,000 army within a year.

If all 50,000 people are here ...

Lothar's previous worry was correct. Historically, Lothar fled with the pair of orphans and widows and thousands of soldiers, queen and prince Wrynn, and was fleeing the other human kingdoms everywhere.

But tonight, the so-called history is beyond recognition.

Lothar poked his sweat-soaked hair and patted Duke's shoulders: "Okay! Now is your time to perform."

The fifty thousand soldiers separated silently from side to side like a tide, and everyone was in awe.

The person who strode forward was the hero Duke.

Many people think that this young man who is too young is a mystery. Within a year, it rose rapidly and became a pivotal minister in the kingdom. Not only has powerful mana, incomparable courage, but also the wisdom of the top conspirators.

From slaying the fisherman Naga to expand the Pearl route for Stormwind City, to raiding Karazhan to kill Sargeras, to burning the Horde army, and finally to the current city of flames.

The name Duke Marcus has become a legend.

Now everyone remembers that they are about to be part of this unfinished legend.

No one knows what Duke will do next, but everyone thinks Duke can do it.

This is a sense of trust based on performance.

Duke has proven himself time and again, but now, it is just a new step in Duke's legend.

With thousands of eyes watching, Duke stepped onto the pier and walked towards the dark sea.

On the sea, the wind is high and the waves are violent. The only confirmation is that there are no ships at sea, not even a sampan.

Duke promised to each high-level storm city that he would take the 50,000 soldiers safely out, how could he withdraw?

"Are Master Duke ready to open the portal?" A somewhat knowledgeable knight whispered to his colleagues.

"It's impossible! I've seen the mage's portal, and I heard that it's unstable, and even the mage sky can't teleport more than 10 people at once." Another knight answered.

"Not a portal." This talk turned out to be General Tom Simos: "Even if it was the dark gate that attracted the orcs this time, it was impossible to teleport more than 500 people at the same time. Not to mention 50,000 people . "

Unconsciously, Duke has reached the end of the pier.

"Ah!" In the exclamation of many people, Duke seemed to have stumbled and fell from the stone pier into the sea.

But in the next step, Duke took it seriously.

ice!

Turned out to be ice!

The extremely cold frost spread from Duke's feet instantly, freezing a large area in the blink of an eye. The rushing waves were frozen in front of Duke. The writhing water lost all its kinetic energy, and quivered quietly and tamely in front of Duke in an ice-bound gesture.

The large sea surface across the pier was frozen by Duke's cold air.

[Rapid avalanche]?

No, this is no longer a simple [rapid avalanche].

The ice shield on Duke's body almost expanded endlessly. All the seawater that entered the quenched shield was frozen instantly. At the same time, the constantly rotating ice tornado inside the shield seemed to be polished. Generally, all ice spikes and ice cones above the horizon are worn away.

The crackling sound of "cracking" was endless.

As Duke went out step by step, a larger and larger ice floe appeared in the vision of fifty thousand soldiers.

That's ... what a huge ice floe like an iceberg.

The side of the pier is rectangular, and the width of the ice floes near it is less than 300 meters. And as Duke went out step by step, this huge ice floe area continued to expand.

From a distance, this is an extremely huge ice boat.

What three-barreled sailboat, five-barreled sailboat, in front of this giant ice floe ship, was weakly burst.

Even the aircraft carrier that Duke crossed before was just a small point in front of this huge ice ship. (To be continued.)