In the early morning, the residents of Lordaeron woke up and felt the solemn and tense atmosphere in the city. Seeing the guards patrolling the city frequently move around the defense area, a big man was a little confused.

"It's... What's going on?"

At this time, another lean man beside him leaned into his ear, "Haven't you heard? There are a large number of unknown intruders near the kingdom, and it looks like there is going to be a war!"

"Hit... Fighting!" swallowed his saliva, and the big man muttered two words in his mouth.

For a while, this shocking news spread all over the streets of Lordaeron. People rushed to tell each other, many young men showed frightened expressions when they heard the news, and the old people and children also returned to their homes one after another, covering the doors and windows tightly.

The clouds of war loomed over the whole of Lordaeron.

......

The Hull Line, a massive makeshift fortress built outside the southern gates of Lordaeron to defend against invasions from the south. Terenus had ordered Abidis to build this line of defense a month earlier.

The Hull Line stretched for hundreds of miles from outside the southern gates of Lordaeron. Fortresses are rooted in the fortress, neatly lined up like iron giants. On the towering towers, the blue and white Lordaeron flag waved in the wind, as if to assert the sovereignty of the land.

Inside the main castle, Terenus and his generals were studying the sand table and formulating the initial battle plan. At this moment, a rough voice came through the door.

"Your Majesty Terenus, we're here too!"

Following the voice, Terenus looked up, and a tall man with long brown hair and bright golden lion armor jumped into his eyes. Behind the man, a young mage in old leather armor followed.

"Sir Lothar?mage Khadgar?" Tyrenus enthusiastically stretched out his arms to the two men in front of him, descendants of the royal family who had fled from Stormwind.

Lothar, the handsome man known as the "Lion of Azeroth", was joined by Khadgar, a magician from Dalaran, after the fall of Stormwind. He led the prince and a large number of refugees across the ocean, migrated to Lordaeron, and settled there. But Terenus knew that the desire for revenge had been running through his blood, nearly burning him to ashes.

"It's great to have you here!" Tyrenus patted Lothar on the shoulder with "delight".

Lothar raised her right hand to her chest and gave a solemn military salute. However, there was some resentment in his tone, "Your Majesty Terenus, the orcs are about to attack Lordaeron, why don't you inform us of such an important matter?"

Hearing this, Terenus was stunned, obviously not expecting Lothar to ask such a direct question. He could only smile awkwardly, "Dear Sir Lothar, I was about to send someone to inform you, but I didn't expect you to come so soon..."

"Ahem—" Terenus coughed lightly, feeling the embarrassment in the air, and he chose to change the subject, "Sir Lothar, it's great that you're here. Come over and discuss how to deal with the orc army. ”

Seeing that Terenus deliberately avoided this embarrassing topic, Lothar stopped talking. He and Khadgar silently walked to the sandbox...

"Marshal, then, please continue—" Terenus waved at Abidis.

"Okay...," Abidis nodded, returning his attention to the sand table in front of him, "As I said, the orc army is menacing this time, and Lordaeron's forces are at a disadvantage, so I suggest holding on and waiting for reinforcements. ”

"First of all, we will defend against the fortress. I have reloaded all the archers and musketeers on the walls, and I have prepared the rest of the soldiers to wait for the orc army to come and die!"

"After fending off their onslaught, we will go on a counteroffensive. Drive the orc army to Blackstone Mountain, not far south of the Lordaeron Plains, where the forests are dense and the trails are winding and rugged. It's difficult to deploy for a large orc army, so it allows us to divide them and flank them. I have contacted the kingdoms as His Majesty Terenus has commanded. Until then, as long as we can contain the offensive of the orc army, we will be able to occupy an advantageous position in this war..."

After listening to Abidis's analysis, everyone looked at them with admiration. Only Lothar stood silently, as if restraining something.

"I have a different opinion on this battle plan..."Ignoring Khadgar's gaze, Lothar said in a deep voice: "Why don't you attack the enemy head-on when he is not firmly established? ”

One of the reasons Tyrenus didn't inform Lothar of the pre-battle discussions was that he knew that Lothar had long been blinded by the hatred of the country, and he wanted to rush into the orc hinterland and kill all sides. But at the same time, Terenus also knew that Lothar was not a reckless man, and he had been waiting for the right opportunity, such as now......

"General Lothar, now that the situation between us and the enemy is unclear, I am afraid that if you attack easily, you will suffer heavy casualties..." This righteous paladin always keeps his head calm.

"Nope. Lothar shook his head, stubbornly insisting on his opinion, "The enemy is not invincible, and our retrenchment will only fuel their arrogance. Only by attacking them when they are tired from the expedition can they be completely defeated!"

"But the other party is not an ordinary human. Galia retorted, "They are not afraid of death, they are tireless, and according to the information available, they have now crossed Lake Lordanmere and entered the plains of Lordaeron. If we attack rashly, on the vast plains, their huge numerical superiority will engulf us!"

The rest of the generals nodded their heads in agreement.

At this time, Galia had already changed into a suit of armor. The tight animal skin armor firmly wrapped around her body, perfectly outlining her breasts and tight buttocks.

"That's it!"

Terenus let out a low roar, and he had to intervene to stop the argument between the two sides, "General Lothar, I know that you are very eager to annihilate those orcs in one fell swoop, but at the same time I want to tell you that anger can blind you and prevent you from seeing reality. ”

Terenus's words were already very clear, but at this time, Lothar's chest had already been occupied by the word "revenge", and seeing the orc army attacking, they could only shrink back to defense, which made Lothar feel extremely angry.

He clenched his fist hard and slammed it on the table, "Then Lothar begs Your Majesty to allocate me 500 cavalry, and I will be the first line of defense in Lordaeron!"

"I'm afraid it won't work. Terenus shook his head and rejected Lothar's proposal on the spot, "I have to think about my soldiers, rushing out to meet the enemy now is tantamount to killing myself!"

"Damn it, a bunch of cowards!" Lothar glanced at everyone present with hatred, and turned angrily to leave the hall.

Leaving the main castle, Lothar was still angry, and his fist slammed into the wall beside him, and suddenly, a cobweb-like crack appeared in the wall.

"You shouldn't be like this, Lord Lothar!" Khadgar slowly followed.

Lothar didn't look back, he stared intently at his bleeding right hand and muttered in a low voice, "Yes, I know, but I can't restrain myself." Every night I dream of Ryan (King of Stormwind) and of the monsters trampling our homes and slaughtering our people. I can't bear it anymore, I can't restrain it anymore, the obsession with revenge continues to torment me..."

"I understand you, Lord Lothar!" Khadgar stepped forward and patted his old friend on the shoulder, "So what do we do now?"

Taking a deep breath, Lothar forced herself to calm down for a moment.

"There are about a thousand soldiers left in the Stormwind Kingdom, and I will lead them and wait for an opportunity to find a chance to return to the country!" Lothar clenched the Blade of the Wild Lion in his hand, he knew that this was their only chance!

Hearing this, Khadgar smiled faintly, "Then I will help you and fulfill your ideals, old friend!"

"Thank you, Khadgar!" Lothar didn't know what to say at this time, and he was not good at words, so he could only keep this friendship firmly in his heart.

......

In the main castle, Terenus shook his head as Lothar departed.

Uther, beside him, lamented, "Lothar has been blinded by hatred, and I hope that the flames of vengeance will not reach us." ”

"yes. He's not the proud warrior I know anymore. Tirio Ferding sighed.

He had fought under Lothar, but he had a faith in the Light and later joined the Silver Hand. However, during his time with Lothar, Tirio Fordin felt that he was a righteous, sensible, and selfless leader.

But when he saw Lothar again after the fall of Stormwind, he found that all he had in his eyes was rage and hatred. The noble warrior he once admired was gone, and now he was just a walking dead filled with a thirst for revenge!

"Alright generals!" Terenus tapped lightly on the table, now that the orc invasion had already caused him, he didn't want to think about Lothar anymore, "Now that the battle plan has been decided, then we..."

"Report!" Before he could finish his sentence, a herald hurried in...

Could it be...

Terenus frowned lightly and waved at the herald, "Say!"

"Your Majesty!" the herald couldn't contain his excitement and reported loudly, "The king... His Royal Highness the Prince has come down, and he has brought a large number of magicians!"

What the!?

Hearing the news, everyone present couldn't help but cheer. Except, of course, for Semuel...