Anduin Lothar was not a fool who was immersed in the glory of the past, and otherwise he would not have helped his cousin Ryan Ureon to take the throne of king. Flying the banner of the ancestor Soladin the Great is also a helpless move, seeing the stupidity and greed of the nobles, Sir Lothar does not have the confidence to predict the reaction of the kingdoms of Lordaeron, so it is better to pull the tiger skin and pull the banner.

During his short stay in the South Seas, the old mayor did his best to flatter him, and almost did not ask Anduin Lothar to sign his belly. Although Heni Mareb also wanted to be close to the legendary idol, he remembered who he was, and he did not give an inch when it came to the rations of the people who had taken refuge in Stormwind, and distributed them one meal at a time.

Sir Lothar did not have the idea of arguing with the clerk of the master's house, and it was already a great favor for the master's family to help him in times of crisis, so why make him turn against him.

Using the recovery reserves, Anduin Lothar bought food rations for 2,000 men for ten days from the merchants, and set off north with the little prince Varian and the nobles he looked at, preparing to go to the city of Lordaeron.

"Although speaking of which, Varian and I are blood relatives with Alex, but leaving thousands of people in Nanhai Town to be taken care of by you is really deliberately not going, please accept these gold coins, if possible, improve the lives of these poor people as much as possible, Anduin is here to thank you. "Sir Lothar, who is both soft and hard, eats the old mayor to death, and the things are so beautiful that people can't find out the thorns.

Leaving behind a box of treasure, Anduin Lothar loaded Varian into his newly purchased carriage before bidding farewell to the officials of Southsea before finally getting on his horse.

The survivors of the Iron Horse Brotherhood and the Royal Guards of Stormwind are tired but have high fighting spirits, and the whole team contains suffocating anger and fighting spirit in the midst of grief. Although the queue is not neat, the momentum is amazing. The last glory of the Stormwind Kingdom is defended by us, and the light in the eyes of the followers of Anduin Lothar makes that clear.

"What a terrible army, I shuddered at the sight of the old man. The old mayor sighed, his tone was calm, and he couldn't see Sir Lothar's brainless appearance before.

"With such an elite tribe fleeing into the wilderness, how terrible the orcs of Sir Lothar must be!" Henie Mareb couldn't help but sigh.

After the baptism of the troll war, Heni Mareb thought that he should be considered a good soldier, but in front of Anduinlosa and his generals, he was like a child.

A sense of unease arose.

"Mayor Mare, what should we do?" asked Heni Mareb humbly.

"One qiē as usual, waiting for the orders of the adults. "The old mayor has a problem with tears in the wind, and is wiping his eyes with a handkerchief.

Anduin Lothar, who looked back and watched, happened to see this scene, and couldn't help but sigh at the prestige of his ancestors, and hundreds of years later, there were still people like the old mayor who were willing to weep for themselves.

"After all, it's a constant bloodline, maybe the situation is not as bad as I thought. ”

Anduin Lothar is confident about the future.

Arriving at the royal city of Lundane, Terenus Minahir II received the remnants of Stormwind. The scars and blood stains on the soldier's armor were not wiped away by Anduin Lothar's orders, and a desolate majesty hung over this mourning army, and all those who watched the ceremony in Lordaeron could not help but admire----- worthy of the last blood of Soladin the Great, a "lion of the kingdom" Anduin Lothar.

Set up shelter for the soldiers of Stormwind, order the nobles to entertain their comrades in Stormwind at a banquet, and lead the little prince Varian to the queen's place to rest. After arranging a qiē, Terenus was finally able to have a good chat with Anduin Lothar.

"Anduin, tell me what the hell is going on?" In the small lounge, two people of similar age sat relaxed, and Terenus called him by his first name to show his closeness.

"A shameful murder and an aristocratic stupidity. I must warn you, Terenus, that great darkness is coming, and that if the people of Lordaeron do not come together, we will have nowhere to escape. Anduin Lothar took a drink and filled himself again.

"We are not dealing with a clan, a tribe, a country, but a world. Yes, a world, those green-skinned guys have passed through the massive portals of the Cursed Lands and come to our home from another world. At first, we sniped them effectively, thinking that they were just mongrels like trolls out of nowhere, and we didn't give a damn about them, thinking they were just humanoid beasts. But soon, we realized our mistake. Strong, intelligent, organized, and disciplined, they are creatures of civilization as intelligent as we are, and there are far more of them than we think. Anduin Lothar drank the contents of the cup in one gulp. Terenus didn't speak, just helped Anduin fill up again.

"You know Medivan. ”

"Well, the last guardian of the Council of Tirisfar. ”

"Guardians. Anduin Lothar couldn't help but laugh bitterly, "It's the Fallen Guardian, this friend of mine has been enslaved by demons and has become a puppet of the Demon God, and he has helped the orcs stabilize the portal. ”

"Oh, that sucks. ”

"That's not the worst. The worst happened when I led an elite squad on a crusade against the fallen Warden. The orcs assassinated our king, and poor Ryan had his heart gouged out. Anduin Lothar said sadly.

"Let's have a toast to Ryan. "Terrenastie.

"For Ryan. ”

"Dry. ”

"What happened later. "Terenus wants to know what happened next.

"The orcs have changed chieftains, and chaos and internal strife have been contained. With a simple plan, the elite legion of Stormwind City at the pass led the attack of the fortress, fought a field battle with the orcs in the open field, and then was killed by an army of orcs several times their size. By the time I hurried back to Stormwind from Medivan's magical tower Karazhan, it was too late, the orcs had almost completed the siege, and the kingdom's remaining forces were fragmented, unable to assemble an army that could compete with the orcs. After a grueling battle to defend the city, I had to flee with a limited number of people. Anduin Lothar left tears of remorse in agony, and more of his people were left behind in Stormwind.

"You've done well enough, Anduin, you're not alone, countless people need you to pick themselves up and lead them, and Varian needs your care. Terenus understood why Andu's emotions were out of control, but he didn't know how to consol them.

"Thank you, Terenus. I've been stressed so much along the way, thank you for listening to me, I feel better. Anduin Lothar quickly settled down, "Terrenus, believe me, our current situation is very similar to that of the former Emperor Soladin in the troll war. Orcs pose a threat to the entire human society, and this is a war to the death for survival. It's not your or my business, it's everyone's business, all human beings. ”

"I will write to all the kings and lords, and I will invite everyone to come to Lordaeron to discuss this qiē. Anduin, before that, you need to get some rest. "Terenas makes assurances and commitments.