Infinite Heroes Seat

Loch Modan, between the steep hills and low grasslands, a long line of horses is walking slowly along the path. Among them are refugees who are unclothed and drag their families, and some are riding on horses with big bellies. Nobles, and noble ladies sitting in a carriage, occasionally looking outside through the window of the car, and the outermost part are soldiers with serious faces and sharp blades in their hands. ¤ Apex novels,

The whole team stretches out, with thousands of people, and although the clothes are different, the same is that everyone has anxiety and fear on their faces, and they walked forward without looking back. , As if there was some fearful monster chasing after him, his expression was very frightened. There were obviously thousands of people, but few people spoke, and the atmosphere was suppressed and silent.

Walking at the front of the team is an old man riding on a white horse with some whitish hair and beard. He looks like he is about fifty years old. He is wearing a bright silver armor with a sword hanging from his waist and his body is full of scratches at this time. And blood stains, the whole person looks like dust and dust, and his expression is a little haggard, but the posture sitting on the horse is exceptionally tall, his face is also very firm, showing a terrifying power, and in the arms of the old man, this Shi was still holding a gorgeously dressed boy who was less than ten years old.

"Master Lothar," probably because he couldn't bear the depressive atmosphere at this time, or the long migration was too bumpy, the young man sitting in the arms of the old man frowned slightly, suddenly raised his head, his face was a little bit worried and respectful. , Asked the old man behind him: "When can we get to Lordaeron? And will Your Majesty Terenas really help us?"

Listening to the young man's words, the old man's hand holding the horse's rein tightened slightly, and then released it again. The big hand stretched over and rubbed the boy’s head, and comforted: "Don’t worry. Your Royal Highness, King Terenas is the most pious and benevolent ruler of our human kingdom. He will definitely come out to help us. The kingdoms of Lordaeron will not watch Stormwind fall into the hands of the enemy, and we will surely drive those **** green-skinned monsters from our land!"

The old man's voice was gentle at first, but his tone improved a lot by the last sentence. He gritted his teeth, obviously thinking of something unhappy, his face turned a bit hideous, and a murderous aura burst out of his body.

The young man sitting in his arms was startled, his expression was a bit disturbed and panic. And Lothar also realized his gaffe, suppressed his murderous aura, then squeezed a smile on his face, and said to the boy: "His Royal Highness Varian, we are going to the wetland soon, and we can pass through there. When we reach the sea, the Kul Tiras fleet will be able to pick up us, and there will be no more danger then!"

When he said this, Lothar's face became serious again. Slowly said to the young man: "But your Highness Varian, you have to remember that although your father King Lane has passed away and Stormwind City has fallen, you must be strong as the heir to the kingdom. Your people I'm still waiting for you to save it, so you can't give up under any circumstances, and you can't shrink back. Otherwise, you will live up to your father's expectations!"

"Yeah!" The young man nodded ignorantly, opening his mouth still wanting to say something. But he was stopped by the old man's wave, and the latter's face was extraordinarily serious at this time. A hand had been put on the sword around his waist,—sometimes, a figure in a cloak appeared on the road in front of the two of them.

With a tall figure, a face hidden in the shadows, and a strand of blonde hair that occasionally floated under the cloak as the breeze blew, the other party appeared mysteriously in front of Lothar's eyes, without even revealing a trace of breath. The old man couldn't tell who he was, and whether he was an enemy or a friend.

But in his heart, Lothar was extremely alert. Although he was a little distracted just now, he can appear in front of him silently. The opponent is definitely a powerful master. And this time period, he stopped the escape team in Stormwind. On the way, I’m afraid the person who came is not good.

"Who is your excellency, why did you stop on the road?"

Holding his hand tightly on the hilt of the sword, Lothar shouted coldly, and listening to his voice, the soldiers on the left and right also raised their weapons, and surrounded them in a few steps. People trapped in the middle, you can see that this is A group of elites, even in the process of fleeing, reacted extremely quickly, without the slightest hesitation.

Looking at the dazzling weapons pointed at him, the figure that appeared in the middle of the road unknowingly smiled slightly, stretched his hand to his cloak, and lifted it up.

"Don't get me wrong, Lord Anduinrosa, I am not malicious!"

Lothar's eyes were dazzling with blond hair like the sun, golden and silver eyes shining brightly, and the most handsome face he had ever seen in his life, but these were not the point, the point was the other person. The pointed ears are slightly exposed under the blonde hair.

—The man is a high elf.

Lothar felt a little loose. After all, he still trusts these human allies now, so his tone of voice has also eased a lot.

"Excuse me, are you—?"

He asked hesitantly, looking at the appearance of the visitor, Lothar seemed to think of something.

The golden and silver eyes blinked slightly, and the high elf just smiled and performed an ancient etiquette on Lothar and Varian in his arms.

"Kael'thas Sunstrider, I have seen Lord Lothar and Prince Varian!"

"It's really you, Your Highness Kael'thas!" Suddenly recalling the previous period, when he was chatting with the Antonidas teacher, Lothar suddenly reacted to the description of the elf prince. After all, it was so strange and outstanding. Appearance, I am afraid that the entire world of Azeroth, and only this one will have it.

Hurriedly jumped off the horse, Lothar hugged Varian off his horse, and took the little prince to bow back to Mo Wen, and then said with some surprise: "His Royal Highness Kael'thas, I didn't expect to see you here. !"

Although he doesn’t know what the other party’s purpose is, Lothar is still very clear about the importance of the elven prince. Whether it is against the invasion of the orcs, or the future situation of the survivors of Stormwind in the alliance, I begged for the prince's place, so he was extremely polite in words.

And at this moment, he looked at the old man with a tall stature and a firm look, although his hair was a little gray. Mo Wen, who had just set off from Dalaran a few days ago, also sighed slightly. He deserves to be the supreme commander of the Alliance army in the future. Even if he is over fifty years old, this old knight still maintains a good strength. It is a second-rate pinnacle level, if it weren't for the death of Orgrim Doomhammer in the future, it might be possible to break through to a first-class level.

But now is not the time to think about this. Originally, Mo Wen did not plan to meet Anduin Lothar and Varian in this storm. The king that the black dragon princess played round and round didn't have much weight in his plan. Happened to find something interesting, and then rushed over.

I saw him wave his hand to Lothar, and then said solemnly: "Your Excellency Anduin, although I am very happy to see you here, I am afraid it is not the time to talk about this!"

Pointing to the small hill on the left side of the road, Mo Wen continued: "In that direction, about thirty miles away, a group of green-skinned orcs are coming here, although there are not many. There are only a few. A hundred people, but at your speed, I'm afraid they will hit the back of the team. You need to prepare early!"

"What. Those **** orcs are catching up again?" Lothar's brows suddenly wrinkled, and then said to the guards beside him: "Go and invite Master Alonthos, and then send a few people to investigate in that direction. a bit!"

Smiled apologetically at Mo Wen. After talking a few words with an old man who got off the carriage, Lothar began to command the soldiers under him to arrange them.

Although according to Mo Wen. Only a few hundred orcs chased after them, posing little threat to their team. But I'm afraid I will suffer a small loss when I am caught off guard. In addition to being chased and killed by these orcs along the way, Lothar, after receiving the unheard of news, decided to attack the orcs here, pulling the saint. After discussing for a while, the archbishop Alonthos Faor, their team slowly stopped their advancement and took a break. The number of soldiers on the left began to increase, and some priests began to gather to the right, and it was done. Preparation for battle.

While standing in the middle of the team, Mo Wen quietly watched the people coming and going, and carefully looked at everything around him.

The little Varian on the side looked at him several times and stopped talking, but in the end he didn't say anything. After all, in terms of appearance, temperament and identity, Mo Wen puts a lot of pressure on people. He didn't take the initiative to speak, rarely Someone dared to speak up, especially since Varian was still young. Even if he got some hints from Lothar, he was still worried. After all, the arrogance of the high elves was well-known in the circle of human nobles.

As for the little prince's entanglement, Mo Wen did not fail to notice, but now his mind was not placed on this, and he did not pay attention to the other party.

Looking back and forth in the team, Mo Wen was on the surface observing the combat methods of the human army with great interest, but in fact his attention was stuck on an inconspicuous noble carriage in the team.

"This level of power, this kind of faint sense of depression, should be the one!" Feeling the powerful magic power that came from the carriage that was still above him, Mo Wen suddenly touched his chin Smiled,-it's rare to have a trip by yourself, do you want to take the time to compete with the world's top-level masters?

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Time flew quickly, and an hour later, a small noise suddenly came from the small hill to the left of the team, followed by a quivering sound.

A green head emerged from the top of the hill. It was a huge face with fangs. Looking at the human soldiers waiting at the foot of the mountain, there was a trace of confusion on that face, but it was immediately bloodthirsty. The expression was replaced, and the owner of that face suddenly stood up, and the burly body far surpassing humans was exposed in front of everyone, like a green rock.

Stepping on the edge of the hill, the orc raised his head and roared, and he swung the giant blade forward in his hand.

"Kill! Kill all these humans!"

The deafening roar instantly spread to the ears of everyone present, and then one after another green figures appeared on the top of the hill.

The next moment, without any hesitation, without any preparation, all the orcs rushed straight down.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The blood-red eyes were filled with bloodthirsty rays, and he was waving a huge weapon in his hand, roaring and shouting. The orcs swooped and waved their weapons. Under the leadership of the leading orc, there were only a few hundred people. But abruptly smashed the momentum of thousands of troops.

At the foot of the mountain, the face of the human warrior at the forefront of the team began to turn pale, and was chased all the way here. The madness and bravery of the orcs have been carved into their bones by this group of people. Even if they were prepared, they couldn’t restrain themselves. The fear and tension in the heart.

Lothar and Archbishop Alonthos frowned at the same time. The former took a step forward and was about to say something, but a bright blue crescent suddenly shot out of the team and flew to the front of the orc charge team.

Snapped!

There was a slight noise. The crescent slashed directly on the **** of the hill, cutting a long and narrow ice mark on it, but other than that, there was no other reaction, and the front of the orc was still more than ten meters away from there.

"This-?"

Seeing Mo Wen holding the ice crystal giant sword in his hand, Lothar was stunned. Some did not understand what the other party was doing, but Mo Wen smiled slightly.

"Your Excellency Lothar, don't mind if I, as an ally, intervene!"

Accompanied by Mo Wen's voice. Abnormally protruding, I saw ice guns suddenly drilled out of that long ice mark, each of which was more than two meters long, and the sharp tip was actually dazzling under the sun.

puff!

The charged orc couldn't stop his footsteps at all. One end hit Mo Wen's ice spear spear array, a dozen orcs were picked on the tip of the spear like a skewer, and their chests penetrated back and forth. The blood flowed down the gun body, and the tragic sight made the orc's power slightly suffocated. The pace of the charge could not help slowing down.

Lothar was overjoyed when he saw this, and drew out his saber in one fell swoop. Roared: "Human warriors, what are you still afraid of? Do you want to watch these green-skinned monsters slaughter our relatives and companions again?"

The originally stupefied human warrior woke up, and painful memories began to appear in his mind. Following Lothar's call, a trace of blood slowly rose in his eyes, and his muscles tightened.

Most of these soldiers from Stormwind have experienced the tragedy of the orc slaughter. They were just deterred by the madness of the orcs. At this time, after Mo Wen and Lothar’s intervention, they have calmed down, facing the orcs' charge, but gritted their teeth. Raised the sword in his hand to the ground.

On the other side, although Mo Wen’s surprise attack was messed up, the orcs immediately recovered. The death of their companions did not defeat their fighting spirit, but made them more and more crazy. The red light in their eyes skyrocketed, and they climbed one by one. The corpse of the companion came over the ice spear, and then continued the charge without slowing down.

"These **** humans!"

And looking at the corpse of his companion, the orc commander on the top of the hill was about to split, his eyes were red, and he roared, waving the huge blade in his hand and rushing down, and the latter came first, and he rushed past many of his compatriots. Front end of the team.

I saw that it didn't jump over the corpse of a companion like an ordinary orc, but with a wave of its giant blade, it smashed the ice gun in front of it and rushed over.

The fierce charge caused many broken pieces of ice to penetrate into its body, but it was unconsciously, and continued to charge with a hideous face. It could not be more brave and brave. In the end, it actually plunged into the human defense line in the first place. With a wave of the giant blade, a piece of stump and blood rain splashed out.

Then, one after another green-skinned monsters shouted and rushed into the human line of defense.

With swords and swords at the same time, flesh and blood flew, and within a short time, nearly a hundred figures fell down, including humans and orcs.

Shouting and roaring, the intertwined hatred made both sides wink.

The tragic fight was achieved in an instant, and the sound of the sharp blade breaking into the body one after another, the heat of the blood seemed to make the surrounding temperature rise a lot.

However, on the hill where the orcs charged, there was a scene incompatible with this tragic battlefield. A dozen orcs with skulls stood there coldly, watching their compatriots fall into a bitter battle.

Then I saw the headed one sweeping the battlefield coldly, then spit in disdain, and turned around and said: "Let's go, Jubilisi, this idiot, saw that the human beings are prepared and plunged into it. It's a waste! "

The words are full of indifference, but there is no grief of seeing the death of compatriots.

An orc beside it hehe smiled and responded, "It's better to die. Anyway, this guy is the confidant of Doomhammer, and Master Gul'dan is not in the same mind. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is dead even more. Well, it’s a pity that such high-quality soul fragments, if handed to us, might still contribute to the clan!"

With a disgusting smile and pride, the orc warlock originally thought that his speech would be supported by his companions, but he was surprised to find that he and his fellow virtuous companions opened their eyes in surprise, seeming to see something extremely The same thing with horror.

"What are you—?"

Before the orc warlock's doubts could be expressed, he felt a pain in his neck, and then the sky was spinning, but his last gaze was a faintly dazzling blue-violet giant sword.

The sword in his hand easily slashed the head of the orc warlock, Mo Wen smiled slightly when he looked at the few remaining orcs who were on guard.

With a flick of the giant sword in his hand, he shook off the blood beads on it, and then slightly narrowed his eyes.

"Warlock? It just so happens that I am looking for you to prove that there are some things to prove. It's rare to run into it here, so let's play it first!" (To be continued...)

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