A soldier guarding the gate took an iron gun and Experimental Subject No. 5 held the gun in both hands and stabbed at the city gate with all his strength.
A big hole immediately opened in the rotten city gate, and countless termites crawled out. The interior had already been hollowed out.
"Is this the way your Theramore uses to resist the Horde's attack?" Experimental Subject No. 5 said angrily.
Archmage Tevosh patiently explained: "Ms. Jaina is a great mage."
"What does this have to do with Ms. Jaina being the Archmage?" Experimental Subject No. 5 was puzzled.
Archmage Tevorsh raised his eyebrows proudly and said in a measured tone: "Every time the tribe comes to attack, Ms. Jaina will cast a spell to freeze the city gate to ensure that the tribe cannot attack."
"asshole!"
Experimental Subject No. 5 cursed. He knew something was wrong here, but he didn't know how to defend himself.
After hearing this, Robbie secretly shook his head. Although the strong in this world have the power to turn the tide of battle, one must not underestimate the role of ordinary soldiers.
In a real battle, when the opponent also has a strong person of the same level, the role of a great mage like Jaina is actually very limited. Jaina can use the frost spell to freeze the city gate, so why can't Thrall use the fire spell?
Cracked?
Experimental Subject No. 5 also wanted to climb the city wall to take a look, but was stopped by Archmage Tevosh.
"The wall of Theramore was built in only three days, so."
Archmage Tevosh's pride was mixed with other emotions, and he looked at the crumbling city wall warily:
"This was built by summoning the earth element. Ms. Jaina is not good at it, so the strength of the city wall is somewhat unsatisfactory. A section of it once collapsed, killing many soldiers."
Such a poor city wall was simply too much to deal with. Experimental Subject No. 5 sighed and looked at each other with Robbie.
The reality is always so cruel and makes people shudder. Theramore, I thought it was a pearl of Kalimdor, but I didn't expect it to be a rotten fish eye.
"This cannot be blamed on Ms. Jaina! The Kingdom of Stormwind should be responsible for this." Archmage Tevorsh loudly defended Jaina:
"When we people from Lordaeron and other places fled to Theramore, we were basically penniless. We asked Stormwind City for help, but we didn't get any help. This is all the fault of the black dragon princess Onyxia.
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Subject No. 5 didn't know how to answer. After all, he was not the real King Varian.
Fortunately, Robbie had done some homework and took a step forward and said loudly:
"You don't understand the situation at all, Archmage. Theramore has received help from Stormwind City at least twice. The first time we sent three ships to transport construction supplies, which were left over from the construction of Stormwind City, but the ships were not there yet.
When we arrived at the dock, we were kidnapped by orcs and driven directly to Orgrimmar. We suspected that someone was secretly tipping off the tribe."
"The second time we sent a warship to protect the transport ship, but unfortunately the building materials only stayed at the dock for one night and disappeared at dawn. A few days later, MI7 discovered these materials from Orgrimmar. Who is it?
To be able to teleport the contents of several ships away in one night, only Ms. Jaina can do it in Theramore. From now on, Theramore will never receive support from the Kingdom of Stormwind."
When Jaina led the people of many alliance countries to move west to Kalimdor and settled in Dustwallow Swamp, the Black Dragon Princess thought this was an excellent opportunity, a nail driven into the heart of the orcs, so she strongly supported Jaina.
It's a pity that Jaina did too much and made the Black Dragon Princess completely lose her confidence.
Archmage Twosh was stunned. He was indeed not very familiar with government affairs. He explained forcefully for a long time:
"This is what should be done. This is great wisdom. Ms. Jaina deserves to be the great ruler of Theramore. Theramore's strongest defense is not these walls, but peace with the tribe. The Alliance should spare no effort
Help the tribe, only in this way can we achieve true peace."
"Don't you know that Lordaeron was destroyed by the orcs?" Robbie asked.
"I know, but the current tribe is different from the original. They have become friendly and civilized, full of kindness and love." Archmage Tevosh still looked stubborn. He seemed to have forgotten the orcs' barbaric cannibalism customs.
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"Well, when Theramore is destroyed, or you are eaten by orcs, I hope they can be more civilized." Robbie could only say this. Some people's ideas are deeply ingrained and will not change until they die.
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In the evening, in the castle of Theramore, Jaina personally entertained Robbie and others. The former guardian Aegwynn, wearing a low-key black robe, was quietly accompanying her below.
"Dear Your Majesty the King, I'm sorry, I have some political matters to deal with and I neglected our distinguished guests." Jaina first apologized for leaving in a hurry during the day, and then said: "Arch Mage Tevorsh is quite satisfied with your hospitality!
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"Except that he likes to be eaten by orcs, there's nothing else." Experimental Subject No. 5 replied humorously.
Jaina smiled slightly and said calmly and naturally:
"I don't think there is anything wrong with the civilization of orcs eating. One day we will all become food. Instead of letting some small bugs eat our bodies, it is better to let the orcs eat preserved fruits. Peace between us and the tribe is imminent. At this point, the bull head
People are very enlightened, and they think it is a great honor to be eaten by orcs."
Robbie had been staring at Aegwynn cautiously. From the moment she walked in, Robbie had recognized this powerful former guardian. Robbie was not afraid of him. After all, Robbie knew her weaknesses clearly.
There is just a powerful guardian here, so people have to be careful, who knows what conspiracy she has.
Soon, plates of delicious food were served, and the main course was about to come. Gianna introduced with a smile on her face:
"Dustwallow Swamp is in a remote location, and there are no special products to offer. There are only some special swamp crocodiles, which are fresh and delicious, and have a unique taste. Please be kind to His Majesty the King. Don't be polite."
A large crocodile with a length of more than thirty meters was carried up by dozens of strong soldiers. The crocodile was alive and seemingly unscathed. Except that it was motionless, it seemed to be alive and seemed to be injured at any time.
people.
Jaina personally performed the knife, holding a sharp blade in her hand, came to the crocodile, and introduced with a smile:
"This is a rare elite in Dustwallow Swamp, called the King's Kiss of Terror. The Stonemaul Ogres of Brackenwall Village once regarded it as a god. Today, the respected King Varian came to Theramore, so this mage gave it a little treatment
As a small plan, I killed this evil beast and hired a skilled chef to cook it to entertain the king."
After Jaina said that, she cut the crocodile's rock-like skin. This sword was absolutely extraordinary. The thick crocodile skin was like cutting into pieces of tofu. Then, a fragrant smell came, and the internal flesh and blood of the crocodile had already been cut.
It's cooked, but you can't tell from the outside at all. This is obviously extremely advanced fire magic.
"Good! Very good! It's wonderful."
Experimental Subject No. 5 couldn't help but stand up, clapped his hands and praised.
"It's just a small skill, it's nothing." Aegwynn, who had always kept a low profile, finally spoke. Experimental Subject No. 5 didn't recognize her and was waiting for Jaina to introduce her.
Aegwynn stood up, gently held it with his dry hands, and pulled out a complete spine from the crocodile's tail. There was no trace of meat left on the white bones.
Experimental Subject No. 5 was stunned to see what a wonderful skill this was.
Aegwynn shook her long spine and lamented:
"I am old and like to collect such weird things. Your Majesty the King, can you ask your guards to help me send these spines to the treasure house?" (To be continued)