There is a saying called the limitations of history.

The human society in the world of Azeroth is equivalent to the level of the Middle Ages, and no matter how good a person in this time period is, his vision is far from being comparable to that of a person in the information society. Even heroes such as Anduin Lothar are no exception.

In the Middle Ages, it was an era of kingship, and people thought that special classes such as nobles and royal families were the cornerstone of human beings, and as for the lower classes, what were they?

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are talking animals, and their role in the eyes of the ruling class is only to pay grain and taxes. It is impossible to get the ruling class to pay attention to them and listen to their opinions.

If it weren't for the fact that Anduin and Boval knew that they wanted to make a comeback of the Stormwind Kingdom, they would have to have troops to recruit when they established an army in the future, so they forced the Council of Nobles to allocate a part of the limited ships to transfer the commoners.

Marcus was disappointed, Anduin's actions hurt him, and he had some kind of expectation for the descendants of Sir Lothar, but after a little contact, he had to come to his senses like a basin of cold water.

No matter how wise Anduin may be portrayed, the Grand Duke of the Kingdom was always of aristocratic origin, a member of the aristocratic class, and an irreconcilable difference in the thinking of people like Marcus, who came from commoner backgrounds. In the absence of comparison, Marcus might have thought that Anduin had done his best, and despite the small resentment in his heart, he would eventually bow his head and serve the wise Grand Duke.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in reality.

There is no harm without contrast, and with a better choice, it is impossible for Marcus to choose Anduin anymore.

One is to look at the problem from the perspective of the ruler, and the other is to look at the problem from the perspective of the governed.

Marcus bowed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Grand Duke, I will convey your words to Lord Boval, please hold on a little longer to buy time for the evacuation of the city." ”

Anduin looked at the back of Marcus leaving strangely, he always felt that Marcus's attitude towards himself had changed a lot in such an instant, but the enemy was now, and he didn't have time to study it.

Woowoo......

The mournful roar of the horn kicked off the battle, and the orcs carried the rudimentary wooden ladder to the towering walls of Stormwind.

Seeing this, Anduin quickly cheered up, if it weren't for those red dragons on their heads, the orcs would want to attack the city with a ladder made of a few logs, and Anduin would give them a lesson that they will never forget. There are so many mountain-like beasts on their heads, and Anduin just has no problem with them.

The orcs made it clear that they wanted to use the red dragon as the main force and strike from the sky to break through the last line of defense of the Stormwind Kingdom.

"Where are the griffons of the kingdom?"

Since the moment the horn sounded, the orc army on the ground moved, and the red dragon in the sky also moved. The ten-meter-long red dragon slowly lowered its altitude, and the kind of Tarzan-like terror they brought was suffocating and almost collapsed.

Fortunately, the Storm Kingdom is not without the power to fight back, a griffin with the head of an eagle and the body of a lion is like lightning under the control of the griffin knight, with the belief of death, with a fearless spirit, towards the dragon in the sky.

The griffon, a creature that has the speed of an eagle, the strength of a lion, and the speed of flight. These creatures are extremely ferocious, and as the masters of the sky, they will not give in even if they encounter a dragon, and the dragon's power is extremely limited to them.

The Griffin Knights are said to be a class that humans learned from their allies, the Dwarves, and they are the only air combat class of the human race, with the only drawback being that they are too few in number. After all, griffins are such ferocious creatures as they are extremely difficult to tame, and they are extremely expensive to raise, and even a kingdom cannot afford to have a large number of them.

Seeing that the griffons were not afraid of death to come and fight against themselves, the red dragon felt provoked, and thought that his position as the supremacy of the air was challenged, and his dignity was insulted. They roared, ignoring the shouts of the orcs on their backs, and began to chase the griffons, trying to tear them apart.

The speed of the dragon is very fast, the speed of the griffin is not slow, and the griffin knights have received orders to delay as much time as possible when they set off, they do not fight the red dragon, but keep circling and flying around the red dragon, provoking the red dragon's nerves and attracting the attention of these giant beasts.

The red dragon was held back by the griffin knights, and the orcs had to find a way to conquer the city walls on their own, and with their rudimentary wooden ladders, if they wanted to break through Stormwind, Anduin wanted to say, "I don't underestimate you, so you will take Stormwind and I will cut off your head and give it to you to kick as a ball." ”

As soon as the wooden ladder of the orcs was put up on the city wall, a pot of boiling hot oil was poured down, and the orcs who were climbing up the ladder were scalded to the point that their skin was open, and a smell of meat was permeating, and the person who smelled this fragrance first swallowed saliva unconsciously, and then his face changed, and he almost vomited. If these people survive this war, it is estimated that they will also stay away from meat for a long time.

The oil was poured as an appetizer, and after the oil was poured over most of the ladder, the torches were thrown down.

The flames were ignited, and the wooden ladder that the orcs had spent half a day building was burned down in just a few minutes.

Orgrimmar shook his head in annoyance, the first tentative attack had no effect at all, and the human city was really not that easy to fight. He asked the orc shaman beside him, "Gul'dan, what do you suggest?" ”

Didn't you say that wisdom belongs to shamans, and now I need your wisdom.

Gul'dan has experienced a lot of siege battles, when Draenor attacked the city of the Draenei, Gul'dan personally participated in the battle many times, but at that time it was aided by the demons of the Burning Legion, and now it is all on the strength of the orcs themselves.

"We're in a hurry, it's going to take time to take the city, and if Knights and Cruise can get better control of his big pets, I think that time will be a lot shorter."

In the sky, the red dragon only cared about chasing the griffin, ignoring the orders of the orcs, and the fool could see that the dragon roar clan's control over the red dragon was not strong, otherwise why would he behave so lamely.

None of them can be trusted.

"Just let the humans in the city live a few more days. Send the order to the warriors to make the siege equipment, and we will attack the city again in five days. ”

Orgrimmar threw the hammer to his shoulder, losing interest in the battle.