The shrill alarm was hurried and ear-piercing.
As the king of the Rotterdam Kingdom, Menethil II could no longer sit still. He abruptly stood up, and the torch-shaped crown that was like a claw exuded a scorching majesty.
"King Wrynn, as well as all the guests, please calm down. As the king of the Rotterdam Kingdom, I have the confidence and ability to protect your safety. Please wait here for a moment. " After saying that, Menethil II waved his hand without caring about the reactions of the others, and a large number of royal guards immediately rushed into the large conference hall to guard the main paths. There were also mages who came in to set up Defensive Arrays.
The commotion was so exaggerated that one could imagine how humiliated the Rotterdam Kingdom would be after this incident.
The representatives of the various countries were either agitated or grumbling in their hearts. Their reactions were also rather interesting.
Of course, the funniest ones were Laing and Lothar. The two of them couldn't help but look at Duque, as if to say, "I knew it had something to do with you, kid."
Duque shrugged and waved his hand, as if he was innocent.
Laing rolled his eyes and said, "Who are you trying to fool? You've set 100,000 orcs on fire. You're the one with the most cunning ideas. "
Lothar was even more direct, and his face turned sullen.
Being forced to a corner by the two big shots, Duque had no choice but to secretly make a "7" gesture.
Okay, it was Laing's turn to remain silent this time. Lothar rolled his eyes.
Seven referred to the 7th MI7.
As an intelligence agency that belonged directly to the king, Laing didn't think that Duque had the ability to reach out to the 7th MI7. Needless to say, this was obviously a move by the 7th MI7, and as the head of the internal affairs of Southshore, Duque should be more or less aware of it. He seemed to have played a role.
Laing was half-right.
If Laing went back to ask, he would get the answer that it was a plan planned by the 7th MI7.
In fact, it was triggered by Duque.
Because of Van Cleef, Duque found the master who taught Van Cleef the skills of a Bandit. Duque bluntly pointed out that guy's identity.
As a military intelligence agency, they had planted a spy around an important minister of the kingdom and were caught. This was undoubtedly a major failure. That guy's face also collapsed in an instant.
How important was Duque now?
In the army, there was even a saying that even if Lothar were to die, Duque should not die. Because these hundreds of thousands of exiled soldiers and civilians were now completely supported by Duque.
Duque could review more than a thousand reports and requests in an afternoon, and then he could multitask and write ten different reports with ten Magic Hands at the same time without making any mistakes. (In fact, the System Elf helped to categorize and summarize the confidence. After summarizing and reporting, Duque thought about it and the System Elf controlled the Hand of Magic to write the comments.)
It was no exaggeration to say that Duque alone was equivalent to a cabinet and a hundred civil officials. Coupled with Duque's previous brilliant military exploits, if Duque went to the king to complain, not to mention a small intelligence officer like him, the entire MI7 would definitely suffer.
Duque pretended to be sullen and scolded angrily, "If you have so much time to do this, you might as well think about how to help His Majesty promote the establishment of the Alliance of the Seven Kingdoms. Even throwing a few Orcs to Lordaeron to provoke that old man Terenas would be better than doing this! "
Although this sounded like an angry remark, it was a different matter when it fell into the ears of the female assassin, Pasonia Shaw, the boss of MI7.
Because the Horde used a large number of Wargs, which also had a sensitive nose, MI7 almost lost all channels of intelligence. Laing's dissatisfaction with MI7 had been there since the beginning of the Orc War.
Pasonia was eager to do something that was beneficial to the kingdom. Duque's seemingly unintentional words inspired her. As an intelligence agency, she had the right to deal with the captives, so she took away a hundred Orcs.
Unfortunately, she didn't know the Orc language, so in the end, she could only bite the bullet and come to Duque.
Duque didn't say anything and directly translated for Pasonia.
In fact, Pasonia had also vaguely guessed that Duque wanted to use her and MI7. Some things were like a layer of paper that could be broken with a poke. With enough tacit understanding, no one would be able to break it.
Duque wanted to use MI7 to promote the establishment of the Alliance.
MI7 wanted to make contributions to prove themselves.
The result of this matter would not harm the interests of Stormwind. As a result, the two sides tacitly joined forces.
Obviously, the head of MI7 did a good job.
Terenas was kicked out of the conference hall like his butt was on fire.
"Then what's the new method you've prepared?" Lothar asked reluctantly.
Duque raised his hand and displayed a smaller holographic projection. It was a clip of the Battle of Stormwind. The new display method really stunned Lothar.
"Sorry, I misunderstood you." Lothar was also a very straightforward person. Seeing that Duque didn't really participate in this matter, he quickly forgot about it.
At this moment, in the square in front of the main hall of the palace.
The Orcs were still charging forward.
The arrows were like a storm, but they couldn't take the lives of the berserk Orcs.
Just like in the beginning of the war in Stormwind, the guards of the Rotterdam Kingdom underestimated the toughness of the Orcs' skin and flesh. The sharp arrows were stuck less than three centimeters into the Orcs' skin. It seemed that the Orcs had become porcupines, but the Orcs still roared and charged forward like demons.
The Shield-Swordsmen with large shields were easily blasted away, and dozens of spears stabbed at the same time, but they were all swept away by a single stick. The Orcs were simply monsters that couldn't be killed, which made the guards of the royal family tremble in fear.
The only thing that kept these guards standing here was their glory and their determination to not retreat.
However, the Orcs had finally met their match.
It was a priest who was emitting a white glow. To the guard's knowledge, such a guy who knew some kind of healing magic was similar to the Shaman's healing magic.
The guard didn't think that such a guy could stop him.
He was wrong!
He was ridiculously wrong!
When he used the large Six-Horned Rhinoceros' skull to slam into it, the scene that happened below made him stunned.
A hammer!
A large silver hammer that was swung at high speed was mixed with a ferocious power that was no weaker than that of a chieftain, and it smashed towards the Horned Rhinoceros' skull.
With a loud bang, the Horned Rhinoceros' skull that had smashed the carriages and destroyed the human shield formations one after another was easily smashed into pieces of various sizes by the hammer like a piece of glass that scattered in all directions.
Without hesitation, the guard waved his right arm and blasted out the huge iron pole that he had pulled out from the arena.
However, the strength of the other party was completely beyond his expectations.
"Clang-" There was a loud clanging sound that was loud enough to make the surrounding guards cover their ears in pain.
The guard's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
What did I see?
The iron pole that was as thick as an arm was bent by the hammer!!
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