Although he showed no emotion at the moment, he was deeply saddened by the death of his king and the plight of his country.
And for all this, he knew that he had to bear at least 1/3 of the responsibility.
Shame, regret and childlike innocence allow the Lion of Azeroth to grow up ahead of schedule.
He got rid of the sadistic mentality of the court nobles earlier and moved closer to the original Anduin Lothar earlier.
The old king was both father and king to him.
The new king is both brother and king to him.
He had no parents since childhood and grew up in the royal family of Stormwind City.
His attachment and affection for this country and the Wrynn family are as deep as the mountains.
Revenge for the old king.
Revenge for Stormwind City.
Secure the throne for Ryan.
Killing all the trolls in sight, this is what Anduin Lothar, who used to be naughty and active, but is now too calm like a young man, wants to do.
Lothar had been watching the troll team in front of him for a long time and was chasing them.
This small team has a certain degree of organization, and it can actually maintain its formation during the escape of a huge rout.
Compared to other trolls who cry for father and mother, I wish I had a few more legs.
This relatively calm troll team attracted Lothar's attention.
Lothar believed that this might be an army led by a Gurubashi elite or a big shot of the Gurubashi trolls.
This has high hunting value. It suppresses the trolls and prevents them from even looking at Stormwind City for at least a few decades. The best way is of course to kill as many of their elites as possible.
Lothar tracked this small troll army all the way, and finally captured the trolls in a low valley in the fertile western wilderness.
A battle.
He was surprised to find that this small troll army was in good order and had good ability to cooperate in combat.
The actual combat effectiveness and the combat effectiveness of their leader can be said to be average.
The angry Lothar and his newly formed Iron Horse Brotherhood had not exerted much force, but these trolls were unable to resist and were on the verge of collapse.
Its leader even had one of his arms chopped off by Lothar, who was no match for the angry Lothar.
If it were Lothar in the past, facing an enemy like this on the chopping block, he might still have some fun.
Now Lothar no longer has that naughty mentality.
He raised his newly forged broad sword and was about to chop off the giant's head.
The moment the sword blade was about to approach, he didn't expect a dazzling golden light to rise from the troll's body, and a huge resistance force came from the sword blade.
Out of caution and wary of the troll's various voodoo spells, Lothar gave up the attack and quickly jumped back a few steps.
The cavalry, mainly members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood he formed after returning from Stranglethorn Vale, also gave up their mission of chasing down other trolls and surrounded Lothar vigilantly, ready to attack.
Lothar, who was full of vigilance, watched helplessly as the fallen troll leader "floated" from the ground.
Yes, it really floats.
The troll chief, who originally had dark blue skin, was now covered in gold. His severed arm grew out, but it was a golden energy arm.
He closed his eyes.
Floating about one meter above the ground, facing the human enemies.
After the Dark Spear Troll killed hundreds of tribesmen, the remaining tribesmen who were still alive immediately gathered around the floating troll chief in surprise, shock, and gentleness.
But the Darkspear trolls all knelt down.
The sacred and great aura on the chief's body made the trolls who believed in gods guess what might have happened to the chief.
On the human side.
Lothar raised his broad sword, alert.
Sumeru Room.
The golden-armed "Senjin" opens his eyes.
What surprised the young Lion of Azeroth was that the eyes of the troll in front of him changed.
Rather than so much the eyes and pupils, it would be better to say that the place where the eyes and pupils were originally placed near his eye sockets became a ball of golden flames and a ball of silver flames.
He had a brief exposure to the Holy Light, and his mentor was Nielas Ellan, the court mage, and he was best friends with Medivh.
Sir Lothar cannot be said to be very knowledgeable about mysterious powers, but he is certainly very familiar with them.
This knowledge was known to Lothar.
The troll in front of me is no longer the "troll" before.
"Anduin Lothar? Ha~ you look so young!"
Sure enough, Lothar was shocked as soon as the "troll" was spoken.
the reason is simple.
Lothar could understand what the "troll" said, because it was not the troll's own language, but the common language of humans.
It is the common language spoken by the "trolls", with a very obvious northern accent, very much like the accent of human speech in Lordaeron or Dalaran.
Gurubashi trolls and Stormwind humans cannot communicate.
In addition to race and grievances, another important reason is the language barrier.
The battle has been going on for a month, and this is the first time Lothar has seen a "troll" that can speak human language.
What surprised him even more was that the "troll" in front of him actually recognized him.
"Who are you?" Lothar's face was expressionless. He knew that the troll in front of him was no longer a troll.
"Troll" scratched his head.
This question was not only asked by Lothar.
It seems that every time he sees his enemy for the first time, he will ask similar questions.
Sometimes Tonatiu also wants to know what kind of "thing" he is now.
Troll?
There is no troll like me, whether it is Zandalarai, Gurubashirai or Drakkari, they are all different from me.
After responding to Sen'jin's prayer, Tonatiu used the power of faith and Sen'jin's faith as a medium to bring consciousness and a small part of his power to Sen'jin.
This is due to the help of the system, and ordinary Loa and demigods will not use this trick. At most, they can condense a new body with the power and strength of pure faith.
Unlike Tonatiu, who comes through the body of a devout believer.
Tonatiu knows both ways, the first one is actually the avatar or incarnation of the god.
This second benefit is that it saves energy and faith power, and can maintain stronger power.
The disadvantage is that there must be a believer's body to get on, and the believer's physical strength will affect his or her strength level after coming.
If the believer's physical fitness is too poor, Tonatiu will not be able to maintain some strength after his arrival.
Moreover, after he and his power leave, the body of the descended believer will be greatly deficient, and it is not certain that those with poor physical constitution will die.
Therefore, this move is unless it is an emergency situation, such as Senjin's situation; or the believer's level and body are good enough to be able to bear his power and the deficit after he leaves.
Otherwise, Tonatiu would not use this trick easily.
Unexpectedly, the first time I used this move, I would see one of the future legends of Azeroth, the young version of Anduin Lothar.
Face the problem of Lothar.
Tonatiu was speechless.
He really doesn't know what "thing" he is.
"Let's change the topic." Tonatiu, who was floating about one meter away, chuckled. "How about giving me some face? Let go of these trolls in front of you. I will accept your kindness, Anduin Lothar.
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"Why do you want to save them? A mysterious existence." After pondering for a while, Lothar suddenly asked.
"Hahaha~"
Tonatiu smiled.
"Because they are my believers. If they believe in me, I will naturally protect them. Just like you believe in the Holy Light, the Holy Light will protect you."
"So who are you? A mysterious existence." Lothar said.
"Well...I am Tonatiu, the representative of the sun god and moon god." Tonatiu said softly.
"Tonatiu, right?" Lothar put down the broad sword he had been holding and took a deep breath.
"You owe me a favor. The mysterious existence named Tonatiu. Now, you can leave with your followers."
This time, Tonatiu was surprised. He originally thought that there would be a big battle before Lothar would let go of the pursuit of the Dark Spear tribe.
What I said just now was just casual.
I didn't expect that Lothar would be so easy to talk to and agree so easily.
After Tonatiu was stunned for a moment, he immediately reacted and laughed boldly: "I will remember your kindness, Anduin Lothar, the young lion of Stormwind City."
Lothar stopped talking. He nodded and took the lead to retreat far away, without even riding on the horse.
The members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood who followed him almost all had puzzled expressions on their faces, wondering why their leader would let these enemies of humanity go.
It seemed that Lothar was really sincere and didn't even ride a horse to show that he had no intention of pursuing.
Tonatiu waved his hand, signaling the Darkspear trolls to gather and follow him.
The uninjured or not seriously injured trolls supported the seriously injured trolls, and left together clinging to each other.
The retreat speed is quite fast. Trolls are trolls after all. Their physique and recovery power are few among the tribes in Azeroth that can defeat them.
Tonatiu didn't leave, he floated where he was and flew higher.
While looking at Lothar and these human cavalry, he looked in other directions from a high place.
As far as the eye can see, the vast hilly plains are filled with fleeing Gurubashi trolls.
Behind these trolls are a large number of red-eyed human soldiers, biting the trolls' butts.
Trolls keep dying.
However, these ferocious trolls' counterattacks before their death did not bring much benefit to the chasing human army.
The hunted trolls died in large numbers, and the human army also suffered many casualties.
In fact, if you stay away from Stormwind City and there is no Medivh, the escaped trolls can organize themselves, or turn around and fight with the trapped beasts.
So the tens of thousands of human troops chasing them are no match for these Gurubashi trolls.
However, Gurubashi was frightened by Medivh, and without a leader, he did not know how to resist but ran away.
Tonatiu shook his head.
Looking at the fleeing Darkspear tribe and several other small groups of trolls that were also fleeing not far away, an idea suddenly came to mind.
Tonatiu floated higher.
His body began to glow with bright golden light, and in the early morning near the fertile western area, there seemed to be a little golden sun.
So that trolls and humans within dozens of kilometers nearby can see his presence.
Then, a majestic voice announced his existence and attributes in Troll language.
"Those who follow Tona and Tiu will surely escape from the abyss of death. Follow my footsteps, Gurubashirai."
"Come to Tonatiu's side and believe in me with the Darkspear tribe."
