Our Northlands have never been savage, our rudeness is the embodiment of our hardened will, and our slickness is the manifestation of our resilient character—the inhabitants of Stormwind.

There are differences in career choices, and the mother and daughter will have another fight. It's a pity that a hurried, dull horn interrupted LeBlanc's mood to watch the show.

This is the clarion call for the expedition.

Richie knew because for more than a month, the castle had been running with precision, and everything was prepared for today.

With the sound of this horn, the somewhat lifeless Stormwind Castle came to life in an instant, and a majestic warrior came out from all corners, helping them to put on their armor while walking, and helping others put on heavy armor during the operation, which was definitely a technical job, but when Richie saw Leona trotting to keep up with his father, skillfully using his hands to help him lock the armor buckles, and at the same time still instructing Nicholas, he knew that there should be nothing to worry about.

Here in the Northlands, it seems that war has become a habit, a part of life, a leitmotif in both soldiers and civilians, and children are no exception. He seemed to see a hint of pleasure in Leona's expression, as if it was relief after the dust had settled, and she seemed to be enjoying the moment.

Everyone knows who is fighting against and for what.

Autumn is getting deeper, and the orcs are heading south again, and the time has come to take up arms to defend their homeland.

Richie followed the flow of people to the school grounds, and the huge square was already full of people, black and oppressive, but silent, all standing silently waiting for their companions to arrive. Even the dragon hovering in the sky was awe-inspiring.

He wanted to find a corner to watch quietly, but Victor Swan, who was standing on the podium, waved at him.

When Richie climbed the platform, he found that the old guy was wearing a suit of armor today. The armor is definitely a genuine one-piece armor, the pitch-black surface glows with a faint matte, and the dense rune lines crisscross it, making the old guy look very heroic.

Victor waited quietly with his sword in one hand, and when Grus Gawain led the already saddled Voitek to the high platform, the two thousand armor in Stormwind Castle had been assembled.

"Watch it well and learn it. If one day I'm gone, that's going to be the leitmotif of your life. Victor Swan stretched out his big hand and took Richie in his arms for the first time.

The view is higher, and the scenery is completely different. The two thousand armor soldiers were neatly arranged in a trapezoidal phalanx, and everyone's position was not chaotic at all.

The two hundred Earth Bear Knights led by Leona's father, Baron Truxina, stood at the forefront, they should be the main force of the vanguard, each of them has a strength of level 8 or above, and all of them are high-level professionals. Behind are more than 300 spellcasters wearing magic robes and holding magic staffs, each of them exuding layers of ripple-like magic fluctuations, and the tall Papacama is wearing a pitch-black plate armor with hideous spikes, and a huge war drum behind him, which looks very unusual.

Finally, there is the Ryoma Knights. This time their color was no longer monotonous black, but blood-red, the horse's hair was blood-red, the spray-painted snort was full of flames, and the knight's armor was blood-red, as if it were made of blood. Gareth Hammer, the dwarf, held his head high with a warhammer about his size.

The atmosphere was oppressive, and the air became much thicker.

Victor spoke, and Richie knew him for the first time, and the old fellow's words were as hard and sonorous as rocks: "The orcs are coming, again! What shall we do?!" The voice resounded throughout the castle, echoing melodiously.

"Kill, kill, kill!!" The response from the audience shook the four fields.

"Beat the drums! Raise the flag!"

The conversation was simple, but for the first time, Richie felt his blood boiling, and the breath of this golden iron horse made him feel numb in his hands and feet, and his scalp was terrified.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Papacama placed the huge war drum on the ground and struck it with her bare hands, and with her strike, the three hundred mages behind her rose into the air in unison, flying north with the Red Dragon Knights with a roar from Fariascotáo.

Grus Gawain rode onto Voitek's body, and as soon as his hand was raised, a battle flag as black as ink fluttered in the wind.

On the banner is the family crest of the Swan family, surrounded by thorns, symbolizing the blue wisps of the road, the sword and shield are the base, strong and reliable, and the conspicuous is a roaring giant bear head, strong and unyielding, majestic and powerful.

Richie was held in the arms of Victor Swan, mounted a heavily armed war bear, and galloped out of the castle gates, followed by two thousand armored shadows.

The avenue outside the castle gate was already filled with black crowds on both sides, and everyone stood silently in the wilderness, making way for a straight path. Richie saw some familiar figures in it, which were the merchants, hawkers, and craftsmen he had bullied......

Everyone's eyes were warm, especially Richie, who was held in Victor's arms, and felt his skin burn.

"My lord, you must fight them off!"

"Yes, you must come back with victory!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but shout.

Everyone here seemed to know what this war meant, and Richie could sense the anticipation in their words. Everyone is so hungry for victory, maybe it's the price of defeat they can't afford.

Victor didn't respond, waved his hand at the crowd and galloped north.

At this moment, six beautiful figures floated above the castle, and Olivia watched Richie leave in amazement.

"Tsk, the momentum just now is really amazing, even if these are put on the battlefield on the ground, they are elites, and it is a pity to lose in this endless internal friction. "LeBlanc rarely issued a compliment rather than a sarcasm.

Barbara is more concerned about people's livelihood: "This Victor seems to be very much loved by the people, who spontaneously rushed from the city as soon as they heard the sound of the trumpet. This Swan family has lasted for thousands of years, and it is not easy to have such a level of popularity. ”

Monnie's understanding is also profound: "The people who help the old and the young, and win food, must live in misery, or know the terrible consequences of losing all this." This is not the work of the Swann family, but the collective wisdom of the people of the Northlands. ”

Yuri Allie sighed: "There is indeed a lot for us to learn and think about as a human race that can be among the first races in the world of truth with a weak body. ”

LeBlanc didn't want to discuss such a boring topic, she was more interested in teasing Olivia: "Lin Fu, your son was taken to the battlefield like this, don't you feel distress......ed?

"No in case! His Excellency Faliasquetao is a stronger being than me, if he can't guarantee my son's safety, what's the difference between here and on the front line? ”