"Leave? No, no, no...... How can this work? "Wryon said three nos in a row, even though there is no way to get out of Anduin? Lothar's strong palm, but he still subconsciously took a few steps back, looking at Lothar's eyes as if the teacher who knew him on the first day, "Teacher Lothar, you told me, and my father also told me, a warrior must not escape, I can't be a deserter!" If...... If that's the case, how can I be worthy of my father, worthy of the people of Stormwind? ”

"Shut up, Wrynn, you idiot!" Anduin? Lothar almost roared out the words.

"Do you think I'm going to make you a deserter? Remember, Urian, you're not a soldier, you're not a warrior, you're the future king of Stormwind, the last person on the continent to have the surname Urian! If even you die...... You sue me, how can I be worthy of your dead father? Who will lead the people of Stormwind to rebuild their homeland? "Anduin? Lothar tucked his two-handed sword into the ground beside him, and his hands gripped Wrynn's shoulders tightly with such force that the joints of his fingers turned a little white.

"Teacher Lothar......" Wrynn's voice weakened, partly because of Anduin? Lothar's words, on the other hand, are because of ...... Anduin? Tears welled up in Lothar's face - on the bloody battlefield, the battle-hardened Marshal of Stormwind cried.

"Wrynn, you must live to see the orcs fall and lead the people of Stormwind to rebuild their homeland, your father will be proud of you, promise me. Wrynn, you must live. "Anduin? Lothar jerked her disciple in her arms and wrapped her arms around his back.

"Teacher Lothar...... I promise you......" there was a choked sobs in Urian's voice—in his heart. Anduin? Lothar is just as important as his father, and it can even be said that the image of the father in the heart of Urynn, a large part of which is related to Anduin? The appearance of Lothar is completely overlapping.

"Good boy, your father will be proud of you......" Anduin? Lothar let go of Wrynn, and as his body separated, the Marshal of Stormwind whispered in his disciple's ear. "Me too."

Tears uncontrollably overflowed from Wrynn's eyes, both for the coming and Anduin? The separation of Lothar has also passed for so many years. He finally got the approval of this elder who is also a master and a father.

In the center of the battlefield, Abydis and Uther were standing back to back, struggling to resist the orcs that came like a tidal wave; Although the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand are highly skilled in martial arts, the orcs seem to be unafraid and tired.

"Whew...... Whew......" Abidis gasped loudly. The group of orcs in front of him seemed to be unable to kill. Not to mention those strong, tall ogres.

"It seems that today is going to be ......," Uther began.

Abidis couldn't see Uther's face now, but he could tell from Uther's voice that he wasn't in a bad mood right now.

"I don't know how Arthas is now, I hope he doesn't mess around." Uther somehow remembered Arthas.

"Do you remember His Royal Highness the Prince of Arthas?" Abidis was suspicious of this, and he felt that Uther had forgotten about his disciples.

"Why don't you remember? I was his teacher. Uther smiled and said, "Don't tell me you don't know this, Abidis, I know you've always cared about it. ”

The relationship between men is simple. The experience of fighting together can make two men who didn't like each other very well before joke on the tense battlefield.

"Your Royal Highness, Prince Arthas...... The Light will bless him. Abydis remembered the sights of seeing Arthas in the valley of Alterac and in the town of Southsea, and prayed reverently to the Light.

"Hey, hey, hey. Little girl, I don't think you can hold on for long, so let's catch it quickly! Zujin and Aurelia crossed again, this time Aurelia gasping more violently, and she staggered to her feet after she staggered past Zujin.

Aurelia's tight leather armor was stained with blood, mostly from herself; Her blonde hair was soaked with sweat and clinging messily to her face; The cloak behind Aurelia was split in half from the middle, and the lower half was missing, but the leader of the High Elf Ranger, who had always paid attention to appearance, didn't care at all.

Aurelia doesn't have the energy to care even if she wants to, Zujin's strength is indeed very strong, even if he is the best among the rangers, it is difficult to compete with him; Aurelia was beginning to wish that Zukin hadn't mistaken someone—if only she had been the one who had blinded her? At least that means you can beat it.

"Tied up? Don't even think about it! Aurelia bit her lip, and even though she was unusually tired by this time, every scar on her body reminded her that victory was a luxury, she mustered up the last of her strength, stood up straight, and spat at Zujin.

Naturally, Zujin didn't care about this--he didn't even bother to wash his face and brush his teeth--the emperor of the Troll Empire looked in good shape, he didn't have too many scars on his body, he looked at ease, and slowly paced under the hateful gaze of Aurelia - a good hunter must torture his prey well before killing that prey.

Behind Aurelia, Kante struggled to the death with the Emperor's troll headhunters who were constantly rushing towards them.

Under the onslaught of this group of fanatical trolls, Kante and his Lordaeron Royal Guard struggled to survive, and he didn't even have time to watch the solo battle between Aurelia and Zugin.

Everywhere on the battlefield, the combined forces of humans and High Elves are locked in bitter battles; Humans and High Elf rangers continue to fall, but the desperate fight of this group of warriors has cost the orcs the same amount of lives.

Even in the rear of the battlefield, Tyrone? Bloodseeker and his Death Knights have joined the warband; Not every Dwarven Griffin Knight is shackled and killed after being dragged down by the Death Hand; Many of the dwarves took out their signature hammers and battle axes and launched attacks on the Death Knights.

Although the Death Knights have a sturdy physique and are capable of using dark spells; But the dwarves opposite them were equally brave and good at fighting, and they were also able to use shamanic spells, and for a while, the two were evenly matched, but the death knights were more numerous, and the balance of victory began to tilt slowly to the side of the tribe at the last point of the battlefield. (To be continued......)