Looking at the busy Stormwind City, the Alsace group finally arrived in the most prosperous city in the south.

There is still a bit of a gap compared to Lordaeron! The streets here are not as wide as Lordaeron, commerce is not as prosperous as Lordaeron, and there are more orcs than Lordaeron... Wait!orcs!?

Arthas jerked out his sword and glared at the two orcs in black armor who were casually walking down the street. His Royal Highness wanted to ride his horse and rush up to kill them. Seeing this, the prince's guards quickly surrounded the two orcs with disdainful expressions on their faces.

"From the north ... Hillbilly! I've never seen an orc... Stroll... Do you want to go shopping?" one of the orcs thought for a moment, stumbling in an unfamiliar lingua franca, and looked at Arthas with disdain. Another fellow orc with a roll of tobacco in his mouth looked at the group with the same disdain.

The prince's guards were furious, and immediately tried to draw their swords and hack these two abominable orcs with ruffian-looking faces to death.

Seeing this, the two orcs also roared, and pulled out the axe from behind their backs, and the blade of the axe began to spin rapidly, spewing out a puff of steam.

A group of Stormwind City guards who came to hear the news separated from the surrounding crowd to watch the lively melon-eating crowd, and squeezed in with great difficulty.

"What, what, what's going on?" shouted the captain of the guard, standing between the two sides to stop the impending fight.

The prince's squire looked furious, and with a haughty voice, began to try to summon the group of Stormwind guards.

"See, these are His Royal Highness Prince Alsace of Lordaeron and Princess Gianna of Kurtiras! These two orc mongrels have bad intentions and want to assassinate His Highness and put them to death immediately! When slaves can go to the streets freely, don't you have no rules in Stormwind!"

The captain of the guard sighed, and immediately knew what was going on, it turned out to be another wave of hillbillies from the north!

Since the establishment of the Iron Tribe, under the orders of the Divine Venerable, the Alliance and the Iron Tribe have launched trade exchanges, and after overwhelming propaganda, what Iron Tribe is a clan with good intentions to humans, what Orc War they did not participate in and so on. In short, the people of Stormwind gradually accepted the fact that there was an orc in their neighborhood.

Later, a small number of orcs from the Iron Tribe began to set foot in Stormwind City, and after a short contact, people found that this group of orcs had a bold and direct personality and were relatively honest. In particular, the orcs of the War Song Clan are simply living Lei Feng who are righteous and brave. Many times I saw ruffians and hooligans bullying and blackmailing honest civilians, or deceiving vulnerable groups such as the elderly and children, and immediately rushed forward and beat them violently. The orcs' sense of honor does not allow them to turn a blind eye to the situation of bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

After such a back and forth, the reputation of the orcs of the Iron Tribe gradually spread. Civilians love their courage and sense of honor. Merchants like orcs to buy things and don't know how to bargain, they say how much is how much, buy if they have enough money, and leave if they don't have enough.

So the orc soldiers of the Iron Tribe always like to come to Stormwind City in twos and threes to eat and drink when they were on training vacations or after issuing gold coins.

"Oh, His Royal Highness the Prince, that's the case, these orc friends are all regular troops, and they were set up by Lord Divine Venerable himself, they... ”

Arthas's eyes widened the more he listened, and Gianna next to him also covered her mouth in surprise.

Are these Southerners crazy in their brains? And the Titan gods, what do they think? Let the orcs be regular troops? And let them re-establish the tribe? Aren't they afraid of a sudden nest against them!

At this time, more orc soldiers came from a distance, including two human soldiers and an upper-level elven demon swordsman, and shook them shoulder to shoulder.

"What's going on, you two fell into the pit so slowly!Hey, what's going on?" one of the human soldiers yelled at the two orcs with a curse, then noticed that something was wrong and looked at the captain of the guard inquiringly.

The captain of the guard glanced at him, and made a strange rude gesture in secret, and the latter suddenly realized that it was someone from the north again.

"Okay, okay, disperse, disperse! Before you two leave the city, write a report and submit it to the city defense department. The captain of the guard waved his hand and said to the two orcs.

"Bold! let you go, orc bastards!" the prince's guard immediately became furious, yelling at the two orcs who were swearing as they walked towards their companions.

Arthas looked coldly at the captain of the guard and the two orcs, and said nothing.

Kael'thas rushed over at this time, looked around, and learned about the cause and effect from the surrounding melon-eating crowd, although he was also very surprised by the strange situation of Stormwind City, and wanted to go up to stop it. But after thinking about it, I finally decided to continue to stand silently in the crowd and play the role of a melon-eating crowd.

By this time, the prince's guards had already drawn their weapons and tried to stop the two orcs.

"Keep walking, I see who of them dares to stop me?" The elven demon swordsman who had been standing next to his orc companion also drew his flaming long sword. Then he took out a crystal and began to talk to himself.

"At the gate of Stormwind City, a female mage of the Unbelievers was found and asked the Holy Cult Army team to come over. ”

For a moment, both the prince's guard and the two orcs stopped, and they all looked at Gianna, who was a little panicked. The reputation of the Sacred Cult of Truth is so terrible that it makes you tremble just by hearing the name, and even the orcs are very afraid of this group of powerful madmen. They are like gendarmes, and they don't care what race you are, no matter what country you are from, if they find out that you are disrespectful to the god of magic, they will immediately take you away for censorship. As for encountering a mage who is untrustworthy, it is even more without saying a word, if you go up, you will be arrested, if you resist, you will be beaten, and if you resist, you will be killed.

"Your Excellency the Demon Swordsman, Miss Gianna is the mage of Dalaran and the princess of Kul Tiras, how can you be disrespectful to the god of magic, you are mistaken. Prince Arthas said to the elven swordsman with a pleasant face.

The Elven Demon Swordsman didn't like Arthas at all, and glanced at him, "Then my fellow orcs want to assassinate you for no reason, is it not a misunderstanding?"

At this moment, arcane light fell from the sky, and ten children of the night appeared in their place, and they glanced around, and immediately spotted Gianna sitting on a horse.

"Take this untrustworthy person away! Dare to resist and kill immediately!"

Thinking that she was about to face the horror of the legendary censorship and torture, Gianna screamed and fainted.

Arthas hurriedly hugged Magiana, who almost fell off.

But as soon as the light flashed, he felt a loosening in his arms, and looked down to see that Gianna was gone.

"No, get Gianna back!