Chapter 155: Alliance (2)
Stormwind is in chaos due to the Orc invasion and the sudden death of the King.
The whole city is panicked, and many people are rumored that the orcs are about to launch a full-scale attack and that the whole city will fall...... All of them either die or become slaves of the orcs...... Some evil sects have even begun to develop in the city.
However, fortunately, the timely return of Anduin Lothar, the "Hand of the King", brought a touch of calm to the capital of this human kingdom.
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Prince Varian-Ureon...... No, now it's King Varian, and he threw himself into Lothar's arms.
But this strong child did not shed a single tear.
"I will avenge my father!" Varian said hatefully.
Witnessing his father's death had a great impact on the boy's psyche.
"This kind of task should be left to us first, Varian!" Lothar said in a deep voice, "My sword will not forgive those orcs. ”
If someone familiar with Lothar appeared here, it would be clear that the "Hand of the King" was truly angry.
"Lord Regent, the Council of Nobles has been convened!" One of the guards walked to the door and whispered, "They want you and His Majesty the King to be there." ”
The regent was naturally referring to Lothar, and no one would have any objection to him taking this position.
Hearing the name "Council of Nobles", a trace of worry flashed in the corner of Lothar's eyes, and he paused and responded, "Let them wait a while!" ”
"Yes!"
The guards left, and Lothar turned her gaze to Carlin behind her and asked softly, "What do you think, Carlin!" ”
Lothar now trusted the elven mage, though they weren't very familiar with each other...... On the one hand, he is the heir to Medivan, the Guardian; On the other hand, in the battle of Karazhan, he showed enough wisdom and courage.
Carlin lifted his black-rimmed glasses (although he no longer needed them after leaving Karazhan, but the habit he had developed over the years made him a little uncomfortable to take them off), and asked:
"How many soldiers do you have under your command who can fight?"
"Less than 20,000 ......," Lothar replied without hesitation, "but if the whole country is put in a state of emergency, there is no problem in temporarily organizing a force of 30,000 men!" ”
Carlin shook his head, the number was even less than he expected: "Then we won't be the Horde's opponents!" ”
"We're on the defensive, and even if the tribe is one or two times as large as us, it's not like we're defenseless......" Lothar frowned, then said. Although it had already guessed that it would definitely be at a disadvantage in the face of the tribe, such an affirmative tone inevitably made him a little uncomfortable.
"In Karazan's vision, I have seen some messages......" Carlin sighed, "the number of orc soldiers is at least ten times that of us!" ”
"Ten times ......," Lothar gasped.
Carlin didn't actually know the number of orcs during World War I and World War II...... But from the orcs, led by Orgrim, fought all the way north from Ironforge to Quel'Thalas, and even nearly captured the royal city of Lordaeron, it is completely clear that their combat effectiveness is far from what Lothar's two to thirty thousand soldiers can fight against.
So he directly blamed Karazhin's vision, anyway, no one knows what he experienced in Karazhin, and some information about the future in the future can be relied on to spread on this reason.
"Then why do orcs ...... Haven't beaten us yet......" Lothar still had some doubt in his eyes.
It's not that he doesn't believe in Carlin, but the number of orcs is really as high as two or three hundred thousand, so Stormwind City and the entire southern part of the continent should have fallen a long time ago.
"Because of him!" Carlin whispered.
Lothar knew that "he" was referring to Medivan.
"Although he brought the orcs into this world, his purpose is not to let the orcs sweep our continent, he wants us and the orcs to lose both...... So he'd been limiting the orc's combat power before, so that many orc tribes couldn't pass through the dark gate......" Carlin explained.
"Now that he's dead, the bondage of the orcs is over."
Lothar nodded, so that it was understandable.
"Looks like we're going to have to flee north!" Lothar sighed, "But it's not an easy thing to do......"
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The Council of Nobles in Stormwind, whose duty is to help the King with advice on matters of government.
During King Lane's lifetime, the Council of Nobles had little power or influence; But after the death of the king, the situation changed.
There were eight dukes and eleven marquises; Four of them had recently died in the orc invasion or Karazan, so there were only fifteen members left in the council.
Lothar and Varian were present at the council, and Carlin was with them.
When Lothar told him about his plan, the entire council exploded.
"I strongly disagree with your suggestion, Lord Lothar!" Duke Shadong Breck slapped the table and shouted.
"Our family has lived in the south of the continent for thousands of years, and it is ridiculous that you should ask us to move to the north!"
No nobleman wants to leave the land, and the reason is simple:
In Stormwind, in the lands of the kingdom of Azeroth, they are high nobles, with their own fiefs and subjects......
But once they left for the north, they were wretched wandering nobles, and no one would think that the kings of the north would recognize them and divide a portion of the land and subjects among them.
It was rare for all the nobles to agree and resolutely oppose going north!
The most excited was naturally the leader of the noble council, Duke Shadong Breck, who waved his hands angrily, saying something like "the land of the first king cannot be lost", "the prince guards the country, and the monarch dies......
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Both Lothar and Varian were at a loss for the situation.
Carlin looked at this scene, frowned, and then stood up:
"Lord Duke, do you know anything about orcs?"
Duke Shadonbrick was stunned for a moment, and stopped to look at Carlin.
"Do you know the habits of orcs? Know the size of the orcs? Do you know where the orcs will go in the future? Carlin snapped, "I'm sure you don't know, but I know ......"
"I know that the number of orcs is far greater than you imagined, and the fighting power of the orcs is also terrifying, and those who stay here have only one way to die...... If you don't want to leave, stay alone and taste the power of the orcs! ”
"Who are you!" Duke Shadong Breck roared, "What qualifications do you have to appear at this meeting. ”
Of course, he knew that Karin was Medivan's assistant, but Mediven had now died at the hands of the orcs (the official cause of death given by Stormstorm Fortress), and there was nothing to offend the other party......
In order not to let the other party win the lottery in the debate, Duke Sadong Breck even directly attacked his life.
Karin glared at him coldly, then raised the ugly, short, stick-like staff in his right hand.
The air in the entire hall seemed to freeze at this moment...... Duke Satumbreck vaguely felt a strong sense of oppression, so that he couldn't even speak......
"Because I'm the guardian of Azeroth!"