Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Four: The Legacy of the Kings of Stormwind City III
As the saying goes, what is true and false is what is true, what is true and what is false.
If nothing unexpected happened, it would not be difficult to capture Prince Anduin, but it would be a bit difficult to keep Med'an, an archmage with unpredictable strength, at the same time.
It would be easier for Robbie to disguise himself as an orc, at least he would not expose his identity and implicate the Brotherhood.
Whether in the relatively civilized Azeroth or the brutal and bloody Draenor, the orcs are a noble race. They are bloodthirsty and violent, they are brutal and brutal, they are unscrupulous and have no moral bottom line, but no one can take them
Well, the ferocity of the orcs makes all races feel fear, fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Med'an raised his staff to cast a spell, his eyes narrowed, revealing the light of magic, and he looked at Robbie carefully. He did not feel any magic fluctuations, confirming that the orc in front of him was not disguised by magic.
Anduin was a little scared, and his intestines were green with regret at this moment.
He is a noble prince, and he is used to being surrounded by a large group of guards at all times, showing off his power. Now he is alone, feeling lost and helpless, and he doesn't know what to do.
"Are you, Iron Horde?" Med'an tried to ask.
Robbie was unmoved and just sneered.
"A distinguished guest from Orgrimmar? A subordinate of the loving father Thrall?" Prince Anduin asked.
Robbie's expression remained unchanged and he looked at Anduin ferociously: "Little prince of mankind, kneel down and surrender obediently. My ax of violence is ten thousand times more ferocious than Garrosh Hellscream."
Robbie raised his battle ax and slashed at Anduin, causing a harsh sound. Anduin quickly hid behind Med'an. At any rate, he had also received combat training and knew how to use the Holy Light, so that he would not be captured without mercy.
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Facing the heavy giant axe, Med'an muttered something while a purple magic barrier blocked him.
Worthy of being a savior template, Med'an maintained the magic shield covering the entire ship while still being able to withstand Robbie's attack. Of course, this was when Robbie did not use the Holy Light.
"Dear warrior." Med'an showed a ferocious smile. Robbie broke the magic shield and boarded the ship. Med'an had to pay attention and said in a low voice: "You can tell by our appearance. In fact, we are
Same race."
"Get out of the way, you ugly little man."
Facing Med'an's flattering look, Robbie shouted rudely: "There is no such nondescript bastard like you among our noble orcs. Don't think that your poor magic can stop me, or I will tear you to pieces too."
Lose."
Med'an's face changed after being called a "bastard". Precisely because of this, Med'an had no doubts about Robbie's identity as an orc. This was so in line with the savage nature of orcs.
Robbie swung his giant ax and slashed at Med'an, hitting the magic barrier like a violent storm. Although he did not use the Holy Light, it was just Robbie's brute force that made Med'an groan incessantly.
The magic barrier made an unpleasant sound and seemed to be broken at any time. Med'an felt that his magic power could not help him, and he was really unable to use magic to fight back. He quickly said loudly: "Wait, warrior, this is a large ship of gunpowder. If the magic protection
If the hood breaks, the shells fall, we will all die.
Cannonballs hit the magic shield one after another. The shield lacking magic power became increasingly thinner and seemed to be broken at any time. However, Robbie seemed not to see it and sneered: "We orcs are not afraid of death, cowardly human princes."
, Foolish half-orc, don't threaten a great orc with death."
"All right!"
Encountering a truly desperate maniac, Med'an had no choice. He glanced at the trembling Prince Anduin behind him, hesitated, shrugged and said:
"Honorable warrior, please listen to me. The goal of this operation is to kill this stupid human prince, let him burn into ashes along with this big ship, and put his death on the heads of the Draenei.
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"What?" Anduin was stunned after hearing this.
"As soon as Prince Anduin dies, the relationship between the Alliance and the Draenei will be broken."
Med'an showed a proud smile: "King Varian is afraid of us orcs from the bottom of his heart. It is a lingering shadow from his childhood. He dare not do anything to the Iron Horde. But he will not be afraid of the Draenei.
This is the opportunity for the Horde to rise. If the Warriors want Anduin, I will never stop him from kidnapping him."
"No, no, you can't do this to me, you traitor."
Anduin was anxious, and when he saw Med'an stepping aside and no longer providing him with protection, Anduin felt like a helpless girl in a dangerous wilderness, facing a group of ferocious wolves.
Robbie nodded and smiled: "Ugly and humble Orc Mage, you have made a wise choice. No one in this world can stand up to the great Ax of Violence."
Seeing Robbie striding towards him, Anduin was so frightened that he almost fainted. He suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said: "Wait, warrior, I am willing to abide by the rules. According to the agreement between adventurers, I can
Pay for your life.”
There is indeed a similar agreement among adventurers. It was originally passed down by the noble class. If a noble was captured, he could use money to redeem his life. Later, it became an unwritten rule among adventurers.
"I don't think you can afford the equivalent of a human prince."
Robbie smiled ferociously and raised his battle ax again to threaten the poor prince.
"No! No! I have a precious collection, which is enough to redeem my life." Anduin seemed to be really frightened, and said tremblingly: "How about a piece of legendary equipment?"
Legendary equipment can indeed redeem the life of a human prince. Robbie looked at Anduin suspiciously: "You can come up with a piece of legendary equipment? I don't believe it."
Anduin seemed to be really frightened. As if his hands were not in control, he tremblingly untied the package from his waist. It took him a long time to open it and took out a magic cloak from inside.
With a slight tremor, a bright light bloomed, with thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors. Mai De'an's eyes straightened up after looking at it, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.
This is one of the six legendary cloaks from Pandaria blessed by the four gods.
In the distant homeland of Pandaria, the black dragon prince Wrathion made a total of six legendary cloaks, three for the Horde, one for the Alliance, and the whereabouts of the other two are unknown.
In the battle to conquer Orgrimmar, the Horde only had the Darkspear Trolls to fight together, and other races only contributed symbolic troops. The Alliance contributed the most, especially the Kingdom of Stormwind, which suffered the heaviest casualties, so much so that King Varian wanted to
Taking the opportunity to attack the tribe, he found that there were only a group of defeated soldiers around him, but the tribe had strong soldiers and strong morale.
Especially when distributing the spoils, due to Prince Anduin's "mercy" and "faithfulness", the tribe got most of the spoils and returned home with a full load.
The tribes in the alliance who contributed the most did not even earn back their pensions, which directly led to dissatisfaction with King Varian.
Of course, this prince who is extremely generous to the tribe will never suffer a loss. The only legendary cloak in the alliance is in his hands. This is one of the reasons why the Black Prince is disappointed in him.
Ji Kang, Chi Jing's Ren, a legendary cloak of healing type, a unique and genuine product.
Robbie grabbed the cloak. He was hesitating whether to abide by the agreement between the adventurers.
The identity of the Ax of Violence is still very useful. It would be bad if the reputation is ruined, not to mention that Prince Anduin, who has exposed Med'an's conspiracy and knows the truth, will never die with this big ship.
"Haha, Prince Anduin, I am touched by your generosity. I, the good man of Ax of Tyranny, will do my best to escort you ashore. How about I escort you ashore?"
There was something wrong with Anduin's expression, and Robby clearly saw it. He let out a sigh of relief, and there was a playful look in his eyes.
No, this is a conspiracy, Robbie's heart skipped a beat.
A black raven landed on the bow of the ship. (To be continued)