Well, it seems that Anduin has replaced Ryan and Duke has become Medivh.
Duke glanced at his outfit and sighed lightly, "Alas, Sir Lothar, don’t mind this appearance. It’s an illusion brought by magic. It doesn’t mean anything. Here we are all loyal to you, loyal to the kingdom of Storm and loyal to the world of Azeroth. No one will blame you for this. Let’s focus on the next battle."
At this time, one made Garona’s whole body tremble in her soul.
That’s an orc who doesn’t look tall compared with other orcs.
He hunched his back, dressed in a wide black robe, and a few bone spurs pointed to the sky, stabbing several skulls that should be Delaney people. He had bad fangs with rotten teeth and eyes shining with green evil light.
"Gourdain …" Garona trilled out the name that was almost taboo for her.
Gourdain is here?
Lothar raised his eyebrows and looked at the ugly orc warlock who was dozens of steps away. He once found out some of the most noteworthy figures on the orc side through Garona Lothar. Of course, he will not forget Gourdain, who is regarded as the number one dangerous man.
But what is the present situation?
The other side doesn’t want to fight. It seems to be blocked by something.
"Wait a minute. This seems to be a game of betting on the death of the soul. Of course, the opposite side is not the real black hand, the big chief and the real Gourdain, but it seems that reinforcements can be found unlike ordinary games."
"reinforcements?" Lothar was stunned. "Where can we get reinforcements?"
It’s not just Lothar Duke who is numb, but also stupid.
Because the system actually showed him that "this is a game of betting on the death of souls. If you add more souls, you will have more extra reinforcements. This doubt will increase your chances of winning. Now the strength of the enemy is 11 to 9."
Shit! This is a big headwind!
Isn’t this forcing me to recharge? Is it another game that you can’t afford to play? Are you kidding me?
Duke decisively hit himself in the mouth for a moment.
Because the other elves projected their retina list and saw what they could recharge.
Duke’s facial muscles interpreted what is anger and anger in just a few seconds.
"Er, there are reinforcements, but they have a little influence on the city. You don’t mind."
"If we win, Azeroth," Lothar has a superhuman breadth, "anyway, we probably wouldn’t have gotten here without you. If you have any tricks, just do it."
Just as Duke was trying to get those guys out, a bright red warning message in his retina made Duke’s head ache.
"Warning! Warning! The’ chess’ you summon now is the monster you killed at the beginning. They are powerful and inhuman. If you let them enter the battlefield, there will be a 9999% chance to rebel and join the other camp. "
Nima, isn’t this throwing a rock at yourself, Tintin?
"What’s the solution?" Duke is almost swearing tone pressed unified elves.
"Well, you need to inject your integrity into them. Oh, human nature, and the other side will follow your instructions in this battle."
For a moment, Duke almost couldn’t fill it.
But he immediately felt the sight of Lothar and Garona from all directions. The sight of elite soldiers was the sight of thousands of human beings in Qian Qian.
Duke gritted his teeth. "Recharge your faith!"
Chapter 112 You stand like a statue
If it is a former Duke, he will definitely think that he is crazy.
Now he feels a bit like a gambler, but he can get out early in the hope of winning everything back through a Jedi comeback.
Press more moral integrity, win more recognition after defeating Medivh, and get back your moral integrity by the way.
Think deeper, but it’s not like this.
The seemingly crazy behavior actually stems from a heavier sense of responsibility.
Khadga hung up Khadga’s fate and the burden fell on Duke’s shoulder.
The fate of the kingdom, the fate of mankind and the fate of the whole planet Azeroth are determined by Duke’s choice.
It is true that Duke can not suppress his moral integrity and let Lothar’s elite soldiers fight to the death. Although they have already put life and death at risk, who can guarantee that they will win at the expense of them? Who can guarantee that after chess, there will be no sacrifice?
Can Duke himself live up to their burning and trusting eyes?
Duke didn’t know he was at a crossroads.
Several people who need great courage to stop at this intersection often choose to protect themselves because of human nature, perhaps because of cowardice and choose to escape; Perhaps because of indifference, I choose to sacrifice others in principle; Or arrogant and supercilious.
But unconsciously, Duke chose to follow his heart-he wanted to change this period of history and change the direction of the long river of destiny.
So he took a step he couldn’t even imagine before …
Lothar’s intuition has always been amazing. Garona is an orc, and her senses are also quite keen. They almost noticed Duke’s change for the first time.
Originally, a tragic atmosphere had spread among the team before, and everyone was ready for sacrifice. But with the fluctuation of Duke’s soul, everyone suddenly found that there were many’ companions’ around them.
There are over a thousand funny fish people. They are holding primitive weapons and growling at the orcs opposite.
More than 200 giant jackals over two meters tall.
There is also a female naga priest among the nearly hundred nagas.
"This is …" Suddenly surrounded by such a large group of monsters, Lothar soldiers were dumbfounded.
"We reinforce!" Du Kelang laughed
"Oh oh-"
"Ha ha ha!"
"Long live Marcus Pavilion!"
"victory! Victory-"
Morale suddenly rose.
Lothar was surprised and then showed a faint sadness. He approached Duke and asked, "Did you pay the price of your soul?"
"It’s good to get back what’s lost." The original Duke wanted to talk like this, but it turned sour. "Everyone is prepared for human sacrifice. Is it appropriate for me to hide in a safe and secure circle?"