Chapter 382: Green Mountains in Stranglethorn Valley II
It was already evening, and shadows shrouded the earth. The muscles on Varian's face were trembling unconsciously, which made the scar on his face look a bit ferocious, like a winding centipede.
Robbie seemed to be pulling the horse forward with his head down, but in fact he was secretly observing the king's expression.
Sensing His Majesty the King's strange expression, Robbie drew out the High Elf Sword Thelamene. Under the night, this divine sword shone brightly.
"King Varian, you must be careful. Have you seen this sword? You must recognize it. Jaina gave it to me. Okay, I admit that I cheated and robbed it. I am not that
You are an adventurer who knows nothing. I know more than you think, so don’t try to deceive me with lies.”
When Robbie said this, Varian's expression quickly fell. He was not sure how much Robbie knew.
He originally thought that Robbie, like ordinary adventurers, did not understand the entanglements between Stormwind City, Theramore and Orgrimmar, and all he saw was the superficial singing and dancing.
After being silent for a long time, Varian mustered up his courage and said:
"I do have some plans, but I can't say that I am a king and it is very important. I must keep it secret, but I can guarantee that this is all for the sake of the alliance. You must let me go immediately, otherwise it will ruin the big thing.
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After hearing this, Robbie smiled and said: "In other words, you are not going to explain it, and you gave up the chance to convince me?"
"Adventurer, I know the importance of keeping secrets. This is a life-or-death decision for the alliance. You see, I don't know you." Varian's tone was extremely firm, as if there was no room for negotiation.
"It's very interesting, Your Majesty, you are worthy of the king's wisdom." Robbie said with a smile: "You don't want to tell the truth, but you want me to believe that you are for the alliance. Do you think this is possible?"
"This is invisible wisdom, adventurer." King Varian looked solemn and swore:
"I swear on the honor of the Wrynn family that everything I say is true. If I lie, I will be torn to pieces and eaten by a large group of orcs, and the inheritance of the Wrynn family will be cut off."
Robbie stared at Varian coldly, not even seeing any flaws. Sure enough, kings are all born movie stars: "It's really interesting, Your Majesty, in fact you overestimate yourself, your oath is worthless.
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"But I do believe in invisible wisdom." Robbie added.
Varian's expression was serious, and he almost looked happy, thinking that he had succeeded.
"In my hometown, invisible wisdom is equivalent to deception."
Varian suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body could not help but tremble.
"You know, Your Majesty the King, I originally respected you very much. When I was a kid, the only thing I couldn't figure out was why you agreed to build an orc shelter. I thought you really did it for the alliance. Now I understand, you and I
There's a huge difference in status. I don't know you very well. I really can't trust a person easily until I understand his character."
Looking at the hazy night, the rolling green mountains of Thorn Valley are looming, as if hidden in the clouds. The roars of wild beasts are constantly heard. This is the time for beasts to hunt. Robbie said with deep feeling:
"I have been taking risks since I was very young. Although I am not very old, my years of experience have convinced me that you should not trust anyone and must remain skeptical. Even what you witness with your own eyes may be an illusion."
"So you can't lie to me, Your Majesty the King, and you don't have to worry, I won't kill you. Your fate has already been determined. Killing you is meaningless. When Jaina finds you, I will let you go.
, I just want to save as many people as possible. Life is equal. Although you are the king of the Kingdom of Stormwind, you are not nobler than any soldier."
Although Varian couldn't fully understand what Robbie meant, it at least made him feel at ease.
Robbie led the two horses, stopping and stopping along the way, seeming to be going in circles in the mountains.
There were many wild beasts in Stranglethorn Valley. When he was hungry, Robbie killed a leopard and roasted it. He also gave the roast to King Varian.
Not all so-called roasted meats are delicious. With only salt, it is difficult to cover up the strong smell of blood in the meat. King Varian would not eat such vulgar food if he was not really hungry.
As a result, King Varian fell ill the next day. He had a high fever of unknown origin. His whole body was shaking, and he was alternately cold and hot. He was lying on the horse in and out of consciousness. It was very painful.
Robbie probably guessed what was going on. Meat in the wild should not be eaten casually. For example, the leopard meat last night. God knows how many parasites were in it. The so-called charred outside and tender inside after roasting is actually very dangerous.
How many parasites are swallowed while still alive?
If possible, boiling in water is actually a better choice.
Fortunately, Robbie had long been accustomed to using the Holy Light to process his food, so he was fine.
Robbie didn't bother to treat Varian. The sick and weak king was easier to control, as long as he didn't die.
Jaina was very troubled.
Jaina had always thought that she was a girl who could endure hardships, but just one day and one night of tracking and the difficult outdoor life made her complain endlessly.
I was originally careful to prevent my delicate skin from being sunburned or scratched, but now I don't care at all. My hair is messed up and my face is dirty and I don't have time to wash it.
In just one day and one night, she was reduced from the noble queen of Theramore to a village girl.
Life in the wild is much harder than imagined. In contrast, Garona, who has orcish blood, is more adaptable. Just last night, Garona followed Robbie's example and killed a tiger and roasted it. Jaina dedicated herself enthusiastically.
He used the honey he brought and made delicious honey barbecue.
As a result, Garona was completely fine the next morning, and Jaina, like King Varian, fell ill.
The stomachs of orcs are different from those of humans. Jaina didn't know what parasites were. She took the medicine she made. Although she felt much better, her illness was not cured.
Garona is a clever lurker with extremely superb tracking skills, and has already discovered Robbie's traces.
It's a pity that Jaina is so sick, and the speed of tracking can be imagined. Garona sadly discovered that as long as Robbie didn't stop, King Varian would never be saved if this continued.
Robbie's trip was not without purpose. Although he was walking and stopping in the green mountains of Stranglethorn Valley, seemingly going in circles, he was actually conducting reconnaissance. A few days later, Robbie finally got what he wanted and discovered a troop of orcs.
Army.
Just as Kor'gall and Thrall discussed the plan, Thrall's loyal confidant, the orc veteran Eitrigg, after receiving the personal letter from Chief Thrall, immediately summoned the personal guard, and a thousand orcs came by airship.
Arrive at Grom'gol Camp in Stranglethorn Vale and rush to the predetermined location without stopping.
Robbie shook the unconscious Varian and pointed at the rolling orc camp: "Your Majesty, this is the Thrall Guards led by Eitrigg. Prove that I did not deceive you. Of course, I have no extravagant hope of convincing you.
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Varian reluctantly opened his eyes. When his mind gradually became clearer, he still remained stubborn:
"Adventurer, this proves nothing. Thrall was captured by Korgall, and the tribe sent troops to rescue him. Isn't this normal? I had expected all this, and my plan was perfect."
After hearing this, Robbie disagreed, waved his hand and said with a smile:
"This is meaningless. King Varian, our fate is over when we reach this point. Congratulations, you are free. Jaina and Garona have been following behind. You will see them soon."
Varian was a little confused. The two of them wandered around the green mountains of Stranglethorn Valley for several days without doing anything. He didn't understand what Robbie wanted.
Seeing that Robbie really left without looking back, Varian finally felt relieved, but he knew that he had to be careful at this moment and not let the tribe find out, otherwise he would really be eaten by a large group of orcs.
After most of the day, Garona finally found King Varian. The listless Jaina breathed a sigh of relief and opened the portal, and the three of them successfully returned to the camp at the Rotten Grass Farm.
After treatment by the army chaplain, the power of the Holy Light killed the parasites in their bodies. Varian and Jaina recovered quickly. Varian was surprised to find that more than half of the soldiers were missing from the camp.
What happened? Varian couldn't calm down anymore.
Not a single adventurer was left after all the hard work. Most of Stormwind City's city defense team fled, and even the loyal private army of House Wrynn also fled.
"Someone is spreading rumors." A loyal staff member reported to Varian: "On the days when His Majesty the King was away, rumors spread throughout the camp, saying that His Majesty the King was going to betray us to the orcs."
This "rumor" was too true. Everyone was originally dissatisfied with saving Thrall, but when the news spread that His Majesty the King was going to betray everyone, people fled soon.
Even most of Varian's staff left because of sadness and disappointment.
"This is an unforgivable crime," Varian gritted his teeth with hatred, finally knowing Robbie's purpose.
Robbie took Varian for a stroll in Stranglethorn Vale, with Jaina and Garona following behind. As a result, the camp lost its coach, and Vanessa took the opportunity to spread rumors.
Innocent soldiers need to know, and Robbie and Vanessa give them a choice.
"I will catch these damn deserters and hang them all in Stormwind City. Even if they run to the ends of the earth, I will still catch them, to the ends of the earth!" Varian roared like a roar.
The staff member opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then whispered: "Your Majesty, there is no need to go to the ends of the earth, most of them have fled to the western wilderness."
Varian was silent.
He could hunt down deserters to the ends of the earth, but he could not enter the Wild West.
The Defias Brotherhood, the Westfall People's Army, and the Black Dragon Princess of Stormwind City are all in the same group.
Thinking of this, Varian's head was in a mess and he had a headache. He drew out the imitation Elven Divine Sword, held the hilt tightly and pointed in the direction of Vogul Ogre Mountain, with a look of determination on his face:
"Prepare to attack Kor'gall. Today, I will rescue the great savior Thrall, for the sake of Azeroth." (To be continued)