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Chapter 108: Glory and the King's Order

boom!

Ten cannons fired almost simultaneously, spewing out blazing magical flames and accurately hitting their targets.

The ten huge keel airships were unable to dodge, and they all turned into blazing fireballs, rolling down from the sky and burning into ashes along with ten thousand orc soldiers.

In the red flames and billowing smoke, the souls of giant dragons appeared. The destruction of the keel airship freed them and gradually disappeared.

Also appearing at the same time were the souls of the ten Dalaran archmages. Many souls had tears in their eyes and looked gratefully towards the Gate of Scourge.

"good!"

Sal secretly shouted "Hello" in his heart.

The battle at the top of the Gate of Wrath is coming to an end, and Bolvar's soldiers have once again won.

With the death of ten thousand soldiers on the keel airship, Garrosh's thirty thousand army was shattered along with his ambitions.

At least for the time being, Thrall's position as chieftain is safe.

Thrall was looking for Garrosh, and just as he was about to take the opportunity to taunt him, he discovered that Garrosh had disappeared.

When you see something bad happening, run away immediately to avoid being harmed, and don't hesitate.

This kind of courage and vision are rare in the world. He is truly the best among orcs and the greatest hero among heroes.

Thrall secretly admired that Garrosh was qualified to become Thrall's lifelong enemy.

Dragon Sleep Temple.

All the keel airships were destroyed, and the souls of the people were freed. Krasus immediately felt something and said with great joy:

"Your Highness the Queen, the souls of our people have finally rested in peace."

The Red Dragon Queen lowered her head and pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised her head and said fiercely:

"Duke Bolvar colluded with the Scourge to conspire to destroy Azeroth. It is heinous. We, the red dragon clan, must not sit idly by. Krasus, you go make preparations and lend a helping hand when necessary."

Crassus looked inexplicably surprised and asked:

"Her Royal Highness, why did you make such a decision?"

The Red Dragon Queen lamented and lowered her voice:

"Krassus, don't you understand yet? The souls of our people have been liberated, and the orc attack has suffered a setback. Although we have nothing to do with it, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the moon god Elune. In order to survive in this world

We must make our position clear."

Dragon Mage Crassus understood that this is the helplessness of the weak.

Krasus went down to prepare for the battle, and the red dragon clan joined the battle at the Gate of Scourge at any time.

Garrosh's 30,000 orc army was destroyed, and the Gate of Scourge was still firmly in the hands of Duke Bolvar.

King Varian felt uneasy, but also somewhat fortunate. Now the alliance's 50,000-strong army had become the strongest force in the alliance, and should be the main force in attacking the Gate of Scourge.

But Thrall did not give King Varian the opportunity to make great achievements.

"Garrosh is a stupid loser."

Thrall cursed and turned to look at little Saurfang:

"Dranosh, you and I are as close as brothers. Garrosh has disappointed me so much. The heavy responsibility of saving Azeroth can only be borne by you. I am tired. You are the future of the tribe."

Dranosh was overjoyed when he heard this, which was almost equivalent to appointing the heir to the chieftain.

But Delanoche did not lose his mind and acted rational enough.

Previously, Dranosh led an army into Northrend. Before he could achieve any success, he was attacked by the Scourge at night, resulting in the entire army being annihilated.

Now Dranosh finally has 20,000 soldiers, which will be the capital to compete for the position of chief in the future, so he must act cautiously.

Raising an army consumes a lot of money.

Although King Saurfang made a fortune in Ahn'Qiraj, it was a pity that he was not good at management and did not know how to make money, so he was completely left in vain.

After years of consumption, King Saurfang's financial resources are about to bottom out. If he loses 20,000 soldiers, he will not have the financial resources to regroup again, so he cherishes the troops in his hands even more.

The Gate of Scourge is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and Dranosh does not have a keel airship.

Fortunately, Dranosh had already received instructions from King Saurfang and would not fight Fordragon's army head-on. Instead, he would adopt tactics commonly used by orcs.

"Haha, I am very confident in the victory of this war."

Dranosh was confident and said to King Varian on the side: "King Varian, are you willing to dedicate everything for Azeroth?"

Varian was shocked when he heard this and thought, what does this mean?

Is it to let the alliance cooperate in fighting? What if it is used as cannon fodder?

Not knowing how to answer, Delanoche grinned:

"Your Majesty the King, please rest assured. I don't need your soldiers to fight. You only need to vouch for me. I will challenge the Duke of Beauval to a one-on-one duel with him."

After hearing this, Sal rolled his eyes and praised:

"Very well, Dranosh, this is the great tradition of the orcs, rather than shamelessly escaping like Garrosh. I really saw you right."

Dranosh had a compassionate expression and pretended to be profound:

"I couldn't bear to see the soldiers bleeding and dying, so I wanted to use a duel to solve the problem. Your Majesty the King, I hope you can promise the Duke of Beauval that this is a fair duel. Too many people have died in this war,

The wailing of countless dead souls filled my heart with pain. I just want the war to end as soon as possible, which will be beneficial to both of us."

Varian asked doubtfully: "What if Bolvar refuses?"

Dranosh opened his mouth and said with a ferocious smile:

"I am the symbol of glory of the tribe, the son of King Saurfang. Our family has noble moral character and has never done anything sneaky. Noble blood flows in my body. Duke Bolvar is a warrior. I think you must have

Try to persuade him, Your Majesty."

Varian hesitated for a while. Varian had already heard about King Saurfang's character. The sneak attack king of Azeroth was even more terrifying than Orgrimmar back then.

But King Saurfang has a very good reputation and has many supporters, so no one dares to tell the truth.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Varian whispered.

The Gate of Wrath.

Varian entered the Gate of Scourge as he wished and met Duke Bolvar. In his memory, Varian was very familiar with the Duke, but he felt strange for some reason.

"This is our first meeting, isn't it? Your Majesty the King." Duke Bolvar said meaningfully.

The strangeness lingered, so Varian put it aside and said directly:

"Duke Bolvar, too many people have been sacrificed in this war, and the soldiers are all yearning for peace. I guarantee as the king of Stormwind City that I hope you will have a fair duel with Dranosh. The loser must win unconditionally.

surrender."

"A simple trick."

Bolvar scoffed: "The reputation of the King of Stormwind is worthless."

"The glory of a king is more important than life." Varian retorted loudly.

Bolvar sneered and said:

"Your life is as worthless as your glory. Your Majesty the King, I don't believe you, let alone those savage orcs. Since the Dark Portal opened, have the orcs ever done anything glorious? If you

If you can give me an example, I will agree to this duel."

Varian was stunned. Although the orcs talked about glory, their actions were full of treachery, hypocrisy, lies, and cruelty. There was not a single example to refute it.

"The orcs were..." Varian was speechless.

"I once cruelly ate King Ryan." Bolvar sneered: "This is probably the only glorious thing."


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