Prologue: Broken Sword

The wind was raging, and the black clouds were crushing the city.

Above the Tower of Stormwind City, a group of soldiers looked into the distance.

At this time, the thunder roared plain, the dust and sand rolled, the entire plain trembled with the pressure of a green torrent, the suffocating green was constantly approaching Stormwind City, the war drums in the distance were like thunder, and in the distance, you could feel the crazy wildness, as if to devour a qiฤ“.

As the junction of the human and orc borders, the war has been surrounding this plain for hundreds of years.

Stormwind City is located on the Thunder Roar Plains, built according to the benefits of mountain hazards, with the power of a wall to block the pace of orcs invading the human race, and has been standing on the border for hundreds of years, known as the first fortress.

However, since the three golden tribes of the orcs stopped their respective civil wars, the situation began to change, and they made a vow that whoever could be the first to break through the storm wall of the Thundering Empire would be the true king of the tribe.

Under this trend, the scale of the Orc attack in recent decades has been unprecedented, and several major wars have been unprecedentedly tragic.

In addition to 100,000 orc warriors, there are also elite wolf cavalry, Koro war beasts, bipedal wyverns, and centaur legions to join, and they are even more unstoppable......

A young man stands on the top of the tower, still as quiet as a sculpture in the wind. Ordinary behavior, but the marshal's robe on his body shows that his identity is very unusual.

This is a young commander, at most in his early twenties, relative to his position, the young is a little unbelievable, but it is this young man with the emblem of the Thorn Flower Clan that is the pride of the entire Thundering Empire.

Nero, the guardian of the Thundering Empire, the youngest transcendent master in the history of the Empire, and the last bloodline of the Thornflower family.

Born on the battlefield, he joined the army at the age of ten, and in more than ten years, he has fought hundreds of battles of all sizes, and has gone deep into the hinterland of the beast clan many times.

At the coming-of-age ceremony when he was eighteen, even His Majesty went to Stormwind City to see him, gave him the position of marshal, and promised a marriage contract that the princess would marry him when she became an adult, which shows the importance he attaches to him.

The army was even more convinced of this young marshal, many people watched him grow up, he was expected to be when he came to power, he may be young, but only his soldiers will not feel anything.

Because, he deserves it!

As long as he is there, the sky of the empire will not fall!

In front of them, the scale of the beast army on the Thunder Roar Plains was unprecedented, even more than the unprecedented battle fifteen years ago, and everyone's hearts were not easy, this battle would determine the fate of the Thunder Empire.

At this time, in Nero's eyes, there was no fear or solemnity, but an incomprehensible madness.

"Teacher, we can't wait any longer. โ€

Nero casually ripped off the commander's cloak on his body, revealing the hideous black battle armor inside, and the burning battle intent turned into substance and began to boil.

The general beside him had no expression, the few strands of silver in his hair seemed to have been weathered, and he was dressed in an old military uniform, simple and neat, revealing the atmosphere of a traditional soldier, but it was such a seemingly ordinary person, and even the highest marshal was extremely respectful to him.

"Nero," General Colin stepped forward and reminded.

He already knew what the young manager wanted to do, but that thought, it was crazy.

"I'm running out of time," Nero pointed to the two mountain-like one-eyed beasts in the distance, "Although the Storm City Wall is the highest and hardest wall city on the continent, it can't stop the impact of the Cyclops, and once the city wall is breached, the Kodo War Beasts and the Orc Army will break in, and the entire Storm City will be turned into ashes." โ€

Nero was full of fighting spirit: "Send our strongest heavy cavalry, and give the first blow while the beast clan is not firmly established, so that there is a chance to fight, isn't that what that man did back then? Since he did it, I will definitely be able to!"

After that, he didn't say anything more, and just went.

Maybe he would have listened to any other advice, but in this matter, he was surprisingly stubborn, just like the man back then.

Thinking of that person, Colin's unfazed eyes finally flashed with a hint of helplessness.

That person is the heir of the previous Thorn Flower Clan, the strongest man of the empire, the former generalissimo of the Thundering Empire, Nero's uncle, and his proudest student.

When the elite of the family was almost exhausted, he had to take on the future of the empire at a young age. Fifteen years ago, one of the three golden tribes of the beast clan, the roaring lion clan took the lead in leading the army to attack the city, and at the most critical moment in the history of the empire, he led 20,000 iron horsemen to the headquarters of the orc army Wang Qi, killing the tribal leader roaring lion king, repelling the beast tide, which was a miracle, but he and 20,000 iron horsemen, none of them returned.

At that time, Nero was only a five or six-year-old child, and he had an almost blind admiration for that invincible uncle. Before he was born, his father and grandfather were killed in a war of beasts, and his mother died shortly after giving birth to Nero. So, that man became Nero's only relative.

So in his life, he vowed to surpass that man as his goal, and right now, he is being given the same opportunity......

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Soon, nearly 20,000 heavy cavalry of the Thundering Empire lined up neatly outside Stormwind City, and their morale was high, although they were a little thin in the face of the vast beast army several miles away.

In terms of numbers, the Orcs were ten times larger than the current cavalry, and even the most ordinary Orc soldiers had the combat power of three ordinary Terran infantrymen.

It was a battle that was almost impossible to defeat, but there was no fear in the eyes of the 20,000 horsemen.

Nero held his spear and asked the soldiers in front of him: "Soldiers, Stormwind is once again facing the most severe moment in history, this is going to die for a lifetime, maybe now will be our last conversation, I just want to ask you, do you regret it?!"

"I don't regret it, I swear to live and die with the marshal!"

Nero raised his spear sideways, pointed directly at the Beast Army Banner, and said in a loud voice, "Our enemy is there, what should we do?"

"Rush over!"

"Good!" Nero turned around and rode ahead of the army, "I'm proud to have you brothers, and let me lead the charge!"

Nero's body suddenly gave birth to a substantial transparent flame, sweeping away the dust under the horse's hooves, and gradually condensing into a circle of swirling air shields.

Peerless domineering, mutated fighting spirit, one of the best fighting spirits in the world, the thorn flower has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are only a few awakened people, but standing on the battlefield, it is unmatched!

Under the influence of domineering, the soldiers' fighting spirit was as if it was ignited, and it was instantly swept away by a little spark, and everyone's morale turned into substantial strength together, and they couldn't help boiling, and the cavalry at the front was also endowed with the same hegemonic body as the commander.

At this moment, they are not only the sharpest spears, but also the strongest shields.

When the fierce orc army entered the combat distance, Nero's eyes shone with blazing madness, brandished the war spear in his hand and pointed directly at the beast army's banner, and gave the final attack order.

Assault of the whole army!

"Kill !!"

The shouting of killing was earth-shattering and deafening, and the orcs in the distance frowned, looking a little painful.

At this moment, Nero took the lead, and the heavy cavalry turned into a dragon formation, and the sound of horses' hooves resounded through the heavens and the earth, looking from afar, like a swooping dragon, constantly accelerating, constantly sublimating, and at the strongest moment, he rushed into the beast clan's main formation......

A shocking scene happened, they rushed in, and the Terran cavalry tore apart the front army of the beasts, and this momentum did not freeze much due to the impact, continue to move forward, forward!

......

Above the castle tower, faced with such a familiar scene, Colin's thoughts returned to fifteen years ago.

At the same moment, in the same atmosphere, the man stood on top of the tower.

"This gift is not light," in the face of the invasion of the roaring lion tribe, the man who never knew what nervousness was, Liao Kan, said: "Teacher, I have an idea......

Then, the man said a bold idea.

"Are you crazy!" Colin yelled after learning about the strategy.

"We don't have a choice," the man said, pointing to the two cyclops who were tearing down the wall like eating in the distance, and then to the location of the orc king's banner, fearless, "Either I'll get the big cat out, or I'll wait for those two big guys to tear down this place." โ€

After some controversy, Colin finally relented.

It's risky, but there's no better way.

He paused abruptly as the man took a determined step.

Because, a pair of bright eyes were watching him.

"Nero, what are you hiding here?" the man walked over, caressing the child's hair, and ravaged it.

"Don't touch my head, it's not tall," the little guy muttered as he dodged the big hand and drew his weapon, the wooden sword, "I've already developed my fighting spirit, and I'm a brass warrior now, and I'm going to go into battle to kill the enemy!"

The man paused.

Five-year-old brass bravery, what a great little one.

"You're too weak, you have to be stronger, don't rush now," the man's eyes flashed with a hint of light, and then, he pulled out the sword hanging from his waist and handed it to the child in front of him, the weight almost made the child unsteady, "Nero, now you are also a warrior, stop playing with wooden swords." โ€

"Hmm!" the child nodded obediently, stroked the beautiful blade lovingly, turned his head, looked at the vast army of beasts, and looked at him seriously, "You will win, will you?"

At that time, in the face of the child's blind, almost innocent words, the man laughed and laughed happily.

"Of course, how could I lose!"

The man held out his hand again, and this time, instead of ravaging the child's hair, it landed on his shoulder.

"You haven't forgotten what I taught you, have you?"

"Well, I remember it very well," said the child proudly.

"Good," the man patted the child on the shoulder, "Nero, don't be afraid at any time, we are destined to have much more on our shoulders than ordinary people." You have to remember that the so-called hegemon is fearless, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he will not hesitate to die for a lifetime. โ€

This is still a bit esoteric for a little guy who is only five years old, but he obediently memorized this sentence.

Before sending out the army, Colin remembered the man's last request, not an order, just a student's request to the teacher.

"If I fail, help me take care of that little guy and he will be our future. โ€

The man just went, rushed into the orc clan with an indomitable momentum, and never returned.

The child, who had been guarding the city wall until the orcs sounded the horn to retreat, waited there......

The message is back.

20,000 iron horsemen have not survived!

At that moment, the child's face was extremely pale, he sank his head, as if something had fallen from his cheeks, and he clenched his hands tightly, and a faint blush flowed from between his fingers.

The orcs have retreated, although the losses are heavy, and the commander is even more killed, but the number of troops is still not to be underestimated, if he regroups and elects a new leader, without the protection of the Thorn Flower family, who should stop the orc army?

When everyone was worried about such a reality, at this time, the little guy stepped forward.

"It's okay, there's me!"

The little boy stood firmly, choking and screaming.

"The glory of the thorn flower will be restored by me!"

How can there be such a palpitating power in that small body?

Colin will never forget that moment, the child's determined gaze, and that moment, the transparent battle qi boiling in his small body, although faint, but shocking......

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The battle is almost white-hot.

The wolf cavalry scattered away, the Kodo beast, knocked over, the centaur, fell, the invincible cyclops, let out a cry of pain, and even fell down, I don't know how many orc warriors were crushed.

The dust and sand obscured people's eyes.

The battle was magnificent.

There is hope......

But with a thunderclap in the sky, hope dimmed again.

In the distance, thunder began to shine above the clouds, it was not normal lightning, but a dark red electric light, weird and terrifying, before everyone could react, a dark red thunder suddenly fell from the sky, falling in the array, its sound was far away and palpitating, and the clear explosion in the distance made the soldiers on the wall have an uneasy premonition.

The Beamon clan is one of the three orc royal clans, and they are born with extraordinary strength, and the mysterious power of the thunder seed of destroying miรจ can only be understood by the king who has been blessed by the chosen ancestor, no wonder the Beamon clan is so confident in attacking.

The faces of the soldiers changed.

Every time the thunder in the sky shines, the soldier's face becomes gloomy, especially when this thunder begins to concentrate and continue to bombard the same position, the haze in his heart is even more incomprehensible......

When the restlessness lasted for a moment, something even more incredible happened.

The dark clouds in the sky began to condense, and in the sky full of strange thunder, the thick black clouds gradually condensed into a huge fist, and as the speed of condensation became faster and faster, the giant fist seemed to break through the clouds, showing its powerful arms, even larger than the majestic cyclops.

Everyone's eyes gradually became hot.

That's a giant arm condensed by domineering!

It, right in the sky, condensed in a very short time, mixed with the power of the thunder of destruction in the clouds, it lifted gently, as if it had prepared for a short time, and then ......

Out of thin air!

Rumble!

In an instant, the dust and sand that burst open, like a strange and huge sand flower, bloomed brilliantly, shaking the earth and making the earth tremble, and the sand and dust hit the sky, making everyone crazy.

This punch shook the earth and tore the earth apart!

This punch is inspiring, and the blood is boiling!

This punch shattered the silence, as if opening the light!

That's the power of the strongest king!

......

In the distance, a long horn was heard.

This familiar frequency Colin had heard once, fifteen years ago after the death of the Lion King, and the sound of the horn would be emitted once the supreme leader of the Orcs was killed, and then they would retreat on their own.

At this moment, at this moment, after the beast army fell into a short period of confusion, the seemingly invincible beast finally began to retreat in an orderly manner.

The battle, it's over?

There were earth-shattering cheers from the castle tower, and everyone was celebrating.

Only the gloom that hung over General Colin's heart had not yet dissipated.

He's still waiting.

An hour later.

In the distance, the surviving hundreds of horsemen walked slowly, the neat and low pace, revealing a bit of solemnity, so that the original high-pitched atmosphere gradually cooled down, the center of the cavalry, is a simple single frame made of battle flags, the single frame is covered with the banner of the Thundering Empire, and the four knights solemnly carry it.

Colin's face suddenly turned pale, and he ran madly towards the city gate.

"Open the door!

He was followed by all the generals in the city, as well as many personal guards.

At this time, no one cared about the so-called discipline, the so-called military orders.

The cavalry that came slowly all lowered their heads, as if they did not dare to see anyone.

Colin rushed into the middle of the line and sped in front of the plane.

Although he had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't accept such a reality, and his trembling hand reached out to the battle flag that was covered, wanting to uncover it......

"General," the cavalryman with the single frame looked up, Colin remembered that this was Nero's personal guard, one of the most valiant knights, and at this time, his sandy face, those few tear stains looked very funny, but no one would laugh at him, "Lord Marshal has the most important face in his life, I don't think he would like to let so many people see him now." โ€

Yes, upstairs on the wall, everyone is watching them.

At this time, Colin saw the familiar long sword, which was the thing that accompanied Nero to grow up, and it was also his most precious thing, never leaving his body, at this time the sword was already two paragraphs, he once said, the sword is in the person, the sword is dead.

The general finally withdrew his hand, and his face seemed to age much in that instant.

"Marshal, he is a true hero!" said another cavalryman, his voice a little choked, but his pride could be felt by everyone present, "he was standing all the time when he left. โ€

Here, Colin knelt, and the generals behind him began to kneel, and the surviving knights knelt in unison, and all the warriors on the tower knelt down one after another, and the whole of Stormwind knelt for the man under the banner.

It was a great day that no one would forget.

......

Thorn Flower once again wrote a great page with blood.

But on the other hand, more people are beginning to worry about a reality.

The thorn flowers have withered, and when the next flood comes, who will hold up this side of the empire?

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