On the ice, loud singing echoed.
"With the glory of Emperor Thoradin, we rushed to the south and planted the blue lion flag on the Valley of the Kings. It is the symbol of mankind's great heritage... We entrusted our fate to you, the golden lion flag... Ah, golden lion, you are the symbol of dignity and nobility, you are the knight of honor... Ah, Stormwind City, you are the fortress of pioneers, the bridgehead of human civilization, no matter what the enemy is, you can defeat it..."
This song was originally just an unknown tune thousands of years ago, but later it became one of the military songs of Stormwind, and it was basically played during every military training. But now it is sung by the soldiers who have lost their country, and it has added a sense of sadness and emotion. For every Stormwind soldier, only when they truly recapture Stormwind City and recover Elwynn Forest can they be worthy of this military song!
After more than half a year of suffering, it has been bitter all the way. The warriors of Stormwind Kingdom have watered every inch of land from Redridge Mountains to Elwynn Forest and then to Stormwind City with their blood and tears.
Some lost their houses and fields, some lost their close friends of many years, some lost their wives and children, and what was even worse was that they lost their capital. From now on, they were regarded as stray dogs in the eyes of others.
However, no matter how powerful the orcs are, they are not discouraged.
Because they had a great King Llane who accompanied them until the end and evacuated together.
They have a great commander, Anduin, who encourages and guides them all the time.
They also have a great hero, Duke, who possesses unpredictable powers and creates one miracle after another.
Tonight, all the suffering has come to a temporary end. From the next dawn, they firmly believe that under the leadership of these heroes, they will eventually win the war against the orcs!
"Sir Edmund! Thank you!"
"You are our benefactor, our hope—"
"Thanks to you, I can finally see my wife and children alive."
As Stormwind disappeared far into the horizon, the soldiers began to shout excitedly for having survived the catastrophe. The farther they were from the flames of Stormwind, the more excited and radical they became.
If the sound at the beginning was just the trickle of spring water in the mountains and dense forests, then by the end it had become a surging sea, and the sound waves were like the waves caused by a hurricane, rushing towards us...
Duke, Llane, Anduin, Bolvar and other Storm executives stood side by side at the front of the iceship. At this moment, they truly experienced what it meant to be like a tsunami. When 50,000 people crowded together and kept raising and lowering their swords to cheer and salute you, this shocking scene is absolutely unforgettable for a long time!
It is not a military parade, nor a pretentious scene, but a sincere thank you.
King Llane smiled and said, "Duke, build yourself a platform so the soldiers can see you."
Duke was a little embarrassed. Isn't this too much of a show?
"Your Majesty, this..."
Llane smiled and patted the big block of ice that froze Blackhand's head, then looked at the huge tribal flag: "These two things are enough for me. Besides, I never care about the reputation of a real hero being higher than mine. You see, I have never been the most prestigious person in the military."
Llane is extremely generous.
Anduin also encouraged Duke: "Young man, Llane is going to make you do hard labor. If you don't collect some interest first, you will probably be miserable for a long time."
Bolvar also smiled and nodded to Duke.
Duke no longer hesitated. A huge ice prism under his feet supported Duke and lifted him up straight up.
Seeing Duke's figure in a robe, a huge wave of cheers rose into the sky. Suddenly, the dark clouds dispersed, and the quiet moonlight sprinkled on the ice, creating a soft light. It seemed that the moon heard the cheers and also secretly poked its head out to take a look!
"Long live Edmund Duke—"
"Long live the great Storm Guardian—"
It is no exaggeration to say that Duke's blood was boiling at this moment!
Suddenly I felt that after working so hard for so long and preparing for so long, it was all worth it.
Just at this moment, the system prompt sounded.
"Congratulations, host. Your reputation in Stormwind will remain at worship forever. Even if you lose all your moral integrity in the future, the people of Stormwind will still believe in you unconditionally. In that case, your moral integrity will be regarded as 'hypocrisy'."
Hypocritical state? What the hell is this?
Duke didn't have time to think about it. He came down after receiving three waves of cheers from the soldiers.
Anduin then asked, "What should we do next? Are your murlocs just going to drag us to Southshore?"
Duke laughed. "How is that possible? It's not easy to maintain this big ice ship, and the big waves in the deep sea will be a problem. It's summer now, and the high temperature will easily melt the ice."
Bolvar's face turned grim. "Damn it! We have almost no food and fresh water. If the ice melts, then..."
Bolvar had already imagined the tragic scene of a group of people sinking into the sea in their armor.
Duke took out a simple sea map and pointed to an island opposite Stormwind City: "Our destination is here."
The next morning, the ice ship arrived at its destination. It was a small island of only five square kilometers. The biggest feature of the island was that it had a freshwater spring. The sea merchants who traveled between Stormwind City and Kul Tiras knew about this nameless island. When drinking water was in short supply, most of them would choose to stop here to resupply water.
And now, enough bread to feed 50,000 people for half a month has been prepared here.
As their feet touched land, the soldiers burst into cheers again.
Duke shrugged: "Okay, the next step is to wait for the fleet to take us to Southshore."
Under the shade of several trees, the Stormwind's high-ranking officials began to discuss the kingdom's future direction.
"I am going to Lordaeron. I want to unite all the human kingdoms, as well as the dwarves and high elves to form a huge alliance to fight against the invasion of orcs." Llane said what he had been thinking about for a long time.
Lordaeron is located in the northeast of the Eastern Kingdoms. It is the homeland that the Kingdom of Lordaeron is most proud of. In fact, at this point in time, the Kingdom of Lordaeron is the most powerful of the seven kingdoms of mankind. The rich Lordaeron has the most extensive fields and supports the largest population among the seven kingdoms.
There was a saying back then, "I would rather be a baron in Lordaeron than an earl in Stromgarde." This mentality well reflects the richness of the land.
"Then I'll stay in Southshore to train my troops?" Anduin said.
"No, you follow His Majesty to Lordaeron." Duke rejected Lothar's proposal.