2. Looking for Orgrim---Burning Fever for the Leader [15/30]
In fact, Lothar did not appear suddenly. Before coming to Arathi Highlands, he had already met King Varian Wrynn of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
A month ago, Lothar witnessed the death of his best friend Medivh on the slopes of the Deadwind Pass. When Karazhan completely changed hands, he had realized that Medivh had entrusted him with his mission.
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Whether it was the future that Medivh told him, or the undead from another world that rushed out of the Dark Portal that he had seen with his own eyes, they all became the driving force for Lothar to keep moving forward!
Just like Medivh said, he doesn't need to prepare, but fate, fate will prepare everything for him.
He cannot sit back and watch the alliance split. In the face of the terrible disaster that is coming in the future, the alliance must unite! It must become stronger! To ensure that the fire of human civilization will not be extinguished.
And this is also the ultimate mission given to him by the blood flowing in his body, from the only common master of mankind, from the blood of the most noble and true king of mankind!
That is to rebuild the human empire, reorganize the seven currently divided countries, and unite the entire human civilization.
It is not difficult to convince the nobles of the Kingdom of Stormwind. Lothar grew up here. Deep in his heart, the Kingdom of Stormwind is his second home. From King Varian Wrynn to King Varian, all the nobles of the entire king are...
It almost grew up under his eyes.
Although the matter related to the king's power was somewhat embarrassing, Lothar finally put forward his own suggestion, which was a plan that he and Medivh decided on after three years of discussion.
"The future Asola Empire will have an emperor who will serve as the symbol of the country."
Lothar rode on his war horse and said to Garin Trollbane and Varian Wrynn behind him:
"But the emperor will not directly intervene in national affairs. There are 7 kings under him, which are the current 7 kings. Each inheritance will be rotated among these 7 dukes. Of course, there will be more and more prominent bloodlines in the future.
We must also ensure that the future empire must be ruled by the most powerful and wise monarch, so there are bound to be more and more candidates, and I call them "electors"."
"Once selected by others, the elector will have the title of emperor and become the co-owner of mankind and the object of allegiance to mankind in all kingdoms. Therefore, I do not want you to misunderstand. I am not coming back to rebuild the human empire.
Steal your power, especially little Varian. You are already the king. Even if I eventually become the emperor of the Arathor Empire, I will not and cannot interfere in the affairs of the Kingdom of Stormwind."
Lothar turned around, touched little Varian's hair, and said to him solemnly:
"I swear by the blood of Emperor Thoradin that I will not destroy your majesty as a king."
"Okay, Uncle Lothar."
Varian made a face, and the 20-year-old young king whispered:
"You know, in my heart, you are almost the same as my father. I believe in you, and so does Duke Bolvar, right? We also signed a contract, so no matter what other kingdoms think, the Kingdom of Stormwind will always stand by you.
side!"
"We, the Kingdom of Stromgard, also signed the contract!"
Prince Garin was 3 years older than Varian and was also a young man. He patted his chest and said to Lothar:
"The Kingdom of Stromgard, the blood of Trollbane, will also follow you!"
"No no no, kids."
Lothar smiled, looked at the northwest of Hillsbrad Hills, and whispered:
"I believe in you, just like I believe in myself, but it is difficult for my words to impress real politicians, such as Jean and Terenas. I only hope that they can see the hidden crisis in today's situation.
, and I can understand the purpose of what I did... I don’t want to be a king or emperor, I just hope that the alliance can exist forever, and the fire of human civilization can never be extinguished."
He grabbed the reins of the horse and felt a little emotional for a moment. He recalled the cruel future he saw in Karazhan's vision of the future. This gave Lothar a sense of urgency. He must save humanity before those disasters happened.
Civilization is twisted into a rope!
He has to do it! He has to do it!
"Speaking of which, Your Majesty Varian, do the nobles of the Stormwind Kingdom really dare to let you embark on this difficult path of "finding the sword"?"
Prince Garin looked at Varian Wrynn beside him curiously, and asked in a low voice:
"Didn't they stop you?"
"Of course they stopped it."
Varian rubbed his forehead with a headache:
"The angry Bolvar even locked me in a room for three full days, but in the end, under the persuasion of Archbishop Benedictus and Chaldean Bishop, they agreed to my adventure."
The young king proudly wiped the emblem on his chest. It was the emblem of the Wrynn family. It had been passed down from the ancient Duke Wrynn to Varian. He said softly:
"Seriously, who can refuse such a glorious journey? And who can refuse the call from Thoradin the Great? We all grew up listening to the legendary stories of Thoradin the Great, and now we have the opportunity to join it, fool
Only then will I give up! The bards of the future are destined to sing the legendary stories that belong to me, Varian Wrynn, and to you, Garin Trollbane!”
Prince Jialin's expression also became firm. He looked at Lothar's straight back and clenched his fists:
"You are right, Your Majesty Varian, this will be our legendary story! We will personally rebuild the human empire that has been divided for 3,000 years. God, after my death, my ancestors will envy me,
I will personally wash away the slander of the Trollbane family for "usurping the throne"... This is simply a supreme honor!"
Varian smiled, shrugged a little sheepishly, and lowered his voice to Galin:
"And my son is about to be born, even if I encounter... Well, I mean, the rule of House Wrynn will not be weakened, and he will be born with the glory that his father earned for him, and he will become the Kingdom of Stormwind
The Chosen King...is there anything better than this?"
"Well, that's really congratulations to you."
Prince Galin also laughed and asked in a low voice: "Have you given him a name?"
Varian glanced at Marshal Lothar in front, nodded, and said softly:
"I will call him... Anduin. May he be as great as Uncle Lothar, as full of courage, and as legendary in life. This is the best blessing I can give him."
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On the other side, just as Lothar was taking Varian and Garin to the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, in the southeast of the Arathi Highlands, between a mountain range occupied by forest trolls, the Warsong Clan and the Thunder King
The chiefs of the clan are also discussing very important matters.
This incident will directly determine the future direction of orc civilization.
"This won't work at all!"
Grom Hellscream threw the map in front of him on the ground with a headache on his face. He walked around anxiously in the tent, while Fenris, the chief of the Thunder King Clan, also sat aside with an ugly look on his face. Although the two clans worked together
Under this, more than 2,000 imprisoned orcs were not only released, but also the Stone Fist Ogres and Deadwood Trolls living in the nearby foothills were conquered to join them. However, as the small prisoner-of-war camp has been completely liberated, the next stage is bound to
Target large prisoner of war camps.
The problem arises here. The Warsong Clan and the Thunder King Clan are insufficient in number. Even if they include the 2,000 released orcs, they cannot defeat a large prisoner of war camp under the pursuit and interception of Stromgarde's heavy cavalry and the Paladins of Lordaeron.
, after several attempts, they were mercilessly repulsed by Danaus Trollbane on the opposite side, which caused problems with the morale of the orcs.
Activities in Azeroth are bound to be affected by demonic blood. Under the effect of this soul exhaustion, the combat effectiveness of the orcs has been greatly reduced. The "orc liberation movement" launched by the two chiefs has undoubtedly suffered a setback.
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"We need to gather more compatriots!"
Grom gritted his teeth and said: "We can't do it alone!"
"The closest one to here is the Shattered Hand clan."
Fenris sneered and said:
"You know better than me what kind of character Kargath is. He will not join this great war at all. He will only hide in his own territory and watch us fight each other... The Dragonmaw clan has been wiped out, Kil.
Rogge did send a messenger, but he and his people are in Stranglethorn Valley, too far away to be able to help at all."
"So that's really bad!"
Grom sat on the chair with a frustrated look on his face. He raised his head and saw the young orcs on guard outside through the gaps in the tent, including his son, Garrosh Hellscream, and Old Nazgol.
Lin kept his promise and took the children of Nagrand back to Azeroth as soon as the Dark Portal was opened. With the help of the Bloodring Clan, these young orcs and children finally returned.
Come to your own clan.
Grom was not originally a person who valued family ties very much. He could even brutally hack his seriously injured wife to death just because her wails were too weak, and his son was also frail, sick, and had a cowardly personality. He was once very
He didn't like Garrosh, so he sent him to Nagrand to be raised by Clan Mother Gaiaan.
But here's the problem. After experiencing the violence and destruction brought by the demonic blood, witnessing the destruction of his world, and witnessing countless deaths and betrayals, Grom has changed... Disaster is the most transformative thing
It belongs to a person, even if he is a violent and ruthless killer.
Now, although Grom's words are still full of dissatisfaction with Garrosh, it is more out of the father's ardent hope that his son will succeed, rather than simple disgust, taking his son to fight with his clan.
Throughout the eastern continent, this kind of time even makes Grom enjoy it.
"I remember you were not like this before. If you in the past saw you now, I might say you are weak."
Fenris said sarcastically: "Who left his son to pick up cow dung in Nagrand?"
"This has nothing to do with what we are discussing today!"
Grom abruptly changed the subject. He closed his eyes and whispered: "But a few days ago, I got a message from a human prisoner. Deep in the Alterac Mountains... the Frostwolf Clan,
Do you still remember? That clan in Frostfire Ridge, living with wolves, etc., I remember there are rumors that you seem to be from..."
"Enough!"
Fenris stood up suddenly, slammed his fists on Grom's table, and said viciously:
"Don't discuss my past. Now we should focus on the future. Frost Wolf is Frost Wolf and Thunder King is Thunder King. Don't bring us together! Do you understand?"
"Okay, okay."
Grom glanced at Fenris with a half-smile. He coughed slightly, rubbed the handle of the battle ax with his fingers, and said:
"The Frostwolf clan has been living in seclusion in the Alterac Mountains for almost seven years. It is said that they helped when Orgrim attacked Lordaeron. It shows that they are powerful. I mean, can you think of a way?
Contact the Frostwolf. Although we parted ways in the past, now we are working hard to liberate our compatriots. I believe that if the elder of the Frostwolf is still alive, he will agree to this invitation."
"No! You can't do this."
Fenris shook his head: "You know too little about the people of the Frostwolf clan. They are a group of guys who are more stubborn than stones. They will accept death. If we go directly to persuade them, it will not end well. Maybe they will kill them directly.
Messenger, we need to find a suitable persuader... Do you know about Orgrim's escape from prison?"
"Of course I know."
Grom snorted dissatisfied: "Who knows where he is hiding now?"
"No, I know!"
Fenris's face full of scars showed a strange smile:
"When I was in the Hinterlands, I accidentally saved a human assassin. He told me that as long as there is enough reward, he and his organization can help us find any news, any clues, anyone... How about
?I said, you have fought all over the mainland and the property you robbed has not been thrown away, right?"
"It's time to go find Orgrim. If we are lucky enough, maybe Kargas will be called to join us. You have to know that the relationship between the sadist Kargas and Orgrim is actually quite good.
, and most importantly, I heard that when Ner'zhul entered Azeroth, he left a secret in this world, which is said to be related to the survival of the orcs..."
