The situation deteriorated so quickly that no matter how hard Anduin Lothar tried, he was unable to reverse the situation.

"Your Majesty the Regent, the orc warlock troops have built an air defense network, the air knights can no longer conduct in-depth reconnaissance, and the enemy is not far from a large-scale attack. "Ewell Youngden, who was in charge of intelligence, reported to Anduin Lothar.

"Call me a duke, a knight, or an adult, there is only one king in the kingdom of Stormwind, formerly Ryan, now Varian. Anduin Lothar corrected his subordinates.

"Yes, Lord Sir. "The head of MI7 is as good as a stream.

"How is the resettlement and relocation going? Anduin Lothar pinched the bridge of his nose wearily.

"More than 10,000 civilians have fled into the mountains, but some nobles are ......," said Ever Janden.

"It's hard to make a fortune in the country, embezzle materials, and squeeze the fleeing people, if there are any new tricks that can't be done, tell me about it. Anduin Lothar smiled indifferently, "I will give you special authorization to execute without trial." ”

"I'm sorry, Lord Sir, although MI7 also carries out assassination missions, at times like these, it is far more important to maintain order with the law than to punish a few moths. Ewell Janden admonished.

"In addition to the law and the army, I am defending my family and the country, and my relatives are oppressed by the country, who is willing to fight for Stormwind City. Execute my commands. Anduin Lothar signed the special order, stamped it, and threw it to Ever Janden.

The docks in Stormwind City are too small, although Ryan has planned to expand the docks to dredge the lanes, but it has not been implemented due to the huge expenses, and the scale of the royal fleet is too small, how many people can be transported by more than twenty ships? Bear with them for a while, Anduin Lothar ticks the time of the ultimatum in his mind.

Although the orc army was in full swing, Anduin Lothar was confident that he would rely on Stormwind's superior location for a month.

In a simple and secluded cell, Orgrim watched the interrogation of Galona, a half-blood.

As the mentor of all orc shamans, Neozu, was seduced and degraded by Kil'Gardan, the orcs believed the lie of the Great Sage Neozu about the Draenei's attempt to destroy all orc clans, and for the first time, the different orc clans united to form a tribe and spearheaded the war against the Draenei. After the defeat of Shattrath, there were many half-draenei half-orc hybrids born as a result of the orc atrocities, and not so many survived, among which Ghar'dan was the most satisfying was Garona. Garona grew up with dark magic, tortured by magic, and enslaved by magic. Gul'dan dominates her soul to ensure her absolute obedience. She's not a half-orc, she's just a weapon, a tool to Gul'dan. The Warlock in Orgrim's service used the magical mark that Gul'dan had left on Galona's body to find and capture the orc female thief, and the double torture of punishment and magic broke Garona's will. After forty-eight hours of perseverance, Garona betrayed her master, Gul'dan, and confessed information to the new Grand Chief of the Tribe, Orgrim, about the secret organization led by Gul'dan, the Shadow Council.

"Give her food and water, and keep a close watch. Orgrim instructed his men to keep it a secret.

Excitement and excitement filled Orgrim's heart, and Gul'dan's unexpected coma gave the new chief the opportunity to take control of the horde's army, and the exact message of the Shadow Council gave Orgrimmar hope of ending Gul'dan's brutal rule over the orcs behind the scenes.

The top priority is to destroy Stormwind and completely crush the enemy in front of you. Only then will Orgrimmar have enough prestige to instruct the tribe to do what he wants. Only then, after eliminating the members of the Shadow Council who passed through the Dark Gate, will Orgrim have enough prestige to convince the patriarchs of the other clans to join in the crusade against the remnants of the Shadow Council in his native Draenor.

The Cleanup Force had secretly set out, and Orgrim had ordered a general assault on Stormwind in order to distract the Shadow Council.

The stones fired by the trebuchet make a graceful arc and cross or smash onto the wall. Human soldiers have attempted to launch a counter-charge and the Apostles to destroy the Horde's siege machinery. But under the strangulation of the orc wolf cavalry, the Iron Horse Brotherhood paid the price of nearly two hundred human lives and destroyed only twelve trebuchets. The same trebuchet tribe also has more than fifty corpses.

"Sir Lothar, we can't hold it, there are too many orcs to destroy those green-skinned trebuchets, we can only sit and wait. The general cried to Anduin Lothar.

"Insist, set up a second, third, and fourth line of defense in the trade zone and the old city, and be prepared for street fighting. His Majesty Magni Copperbeard of the Dwarven Kingdom has agreed to send a fleet to evacuate the people, and all we need to do is stop the enemy with all our might, understand?" Anduin Lothar said the only good news in a lot of bad news, hoping to boost morale.

The people of Stormwind did their best, but the thick walls were bombarded for two days and two nights, and finally fell into ruins.

"Sir Lothar, this is a bit excessive, but I need you to send me one to wear it. There are too many holy relics in the Cathedral of Light to be left for orcs to desecrate, and some extremely gifted children also need to be transferred, they are all hopes for the future. I'll just keep this old bone behind. The archbishop was ashamed to make a plea to Anduin Lothar.

"You'll get a ship, Your Majesty the Archbishop. Anduin Lothar made a careful promise, because he believed that one day he would return, and he had to save hope for the future.

The brutal street fighting shattered the will of the soldiers, and everyone believed that Stormwind had been defeated, and the only thing that sustained the soldiers' belief was Anduin Lothar, the Lion of the Kingdom, and the Great Royal Sword in his hand. As long as Anduin Lothar hasn't given up, we still have hope, that's the most simple notion of the people of Stormwind.

"Give out all the grain in the granary to the civilians and let them take refuge in the mountains. Anduin Lothar said tiredly. At this point in the war, there was no need for Anduin Lothar to deal with any more government affairs, and now his task was to lead the elite of the Iron Horse Brotherhood to appear at every level, using the advantage of familiarity with the terrain to delay as much time as possible. At least until the arrival of the fleet promised by Magni.

However, things don't always go your way, and the orcs give up their raids and start setting fire to the city, and the situation suddenly becomes critical.

"Sir, we must retreat, if we don't leave, the docks will be occupied by the orcs!" his subordinates anxiously reported the battle to Anduin Lothar, and even tugged at the Grand Duke's sleeve very rudely.

"There are still so many people who are satisfied with the evacuation, how can I go!" Anduin Lothar's eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was smoky or tired.

"Lord Duke, think of Prince Varian, think of His Majesty Ryan!As long as you are alive, the Kingdom of Stormwind will not perish!" the subordinate drew his sword and put it around his neck.

"To prepare for the retreat, I need someone to volunteer to stay behind the Storm Fortress. "Anduin Lothar gave one of the most painful orders of his life.

Chances, all servicemen took a step forward.

"Get out under forty. ”

"It's the only son in the family who went out. ”

"Those who haven't gotten married yet. ”

"There are children to take care of. ”

Even at the orders of Anduin Lothar, only half of those present left.

"I ask you to speak to the Light Master, you have not deceived your heart, otherwise I will not leave" Anduin Lothar glanced at those who remained, and half of them left.

"Don't fight, let me, the old man, stay. The archbishop of the Cathedral of the Holy Light smiled calmly.

"Please make sure you hold on until sunset, and if there is an afterlife, we will still be brothers. Anduin Lothar turned around and left, fearing that he would not be able to help staying.

"If there is an afterlife, we are still brothers. "The martyrs suddenly found that death could no longer be feared.

As it darkens, Anduin Lothar and the little prince Varian Wryon board the last ship and leave Stormwind.

Under the embers of the setting sun, the location of Stormwind Fortress suddenly burst into a dazzling white holy light, and then quickly extinguished, leaving only the entire Stormwind City to burn fireworks.

Stormwind was finally overwhelmed by the tide of darkness, and young Varian tugged at Anduin Lothar's hand, feeling overwhelmed.