The moment Arthas stood on the city wall again, he felt the heavy impact. The vibration made his teeth chatter, and his arm armor hit his leg armor, producing a clear knocking sound. Even the battlements beside him were shaking.
Although it was not a good thing to let the Orcs cross the city wall and enter the city, it was better to let the Orcs climb the city wall than to let them pass through the city gate quickly. At least the guards on the city wall had not given up.
Behind them was the city of Lordaeron where their families were. This gave the guards great courage. Under the command of the low-ranking officers, they used their spears to kill the Orcs even though their hands were trembling.
"If there is no way to form a tight formation to fight against the Orcs, then for the unskilled recruits, using spears will at least have a better chance of killing the Orcs than using swords and shields."
Yes! At least in the middle distance, the recruits with spears still had a chance to kill the Orcs.
The Orcs' open and wide moves were not difficult to break. Even for the recruits, they would most likely hit the target with their spears. As for where they would hit, it would depend on whether Lady Luck was on their side.
"Hold on!" He shouted to a lieutenant who was standing near the city gate and looking up. "Call some people over and block the city gate!"
"With what, Your Highness?" the slightly panicked young officer asked Arthas.
"With anything you can find!" Arthas replied. He looked outside the city wall and saw the countless Orcs — the Orcs who were attacking and preparing to destroy the city that he was supposed to inherit.
Arthas's face was filled with the darkest despair.
On the high tower of the palace, Princess Kalia clenched her hands and looked into the distance nervously.
Nearby, everything was the same as before. The round towers with a white background were all magnificent. Beside the huge towers were gorgeous flying buttresses inlaid with all kinds of exquisite carvings. These supporting pillars that extended from the sides of the towers surrounded and protected the towers well. Just like the vast territory of Lordaeron, they surrounded and protected the most beautiful pearl of the Lordaeron Continent — Lordaeron City.
But in the distance, death and destruction were spreading. Even if they were unwilling, after the east gate of Lordaeron City was knocked down, the huge crash could be heard clearly even in the palace two kilometers away.
"Your Highness Kalia! Her Highness Arthas has ordered us to escort you out of Lordaeron immediately if the east gate is breached. " A captain of the Wang family's guards stood at the entrance of Kalia's piano room with a group of solemn-looking guards.
Ignoring the trembling of the beautiful maids beside her, Kalia put down her binoculars and pointed at the silver-white figures on the city wall. Those were the warriors of Rotterdam.
"They didn't take down the city walls …" The beautiful princess was still trying to defend herself. The tears rolling down her exquisite face broke the guards' hearts. "If there's a hero who can block the city gates now, Lordaeron can still be saved! Rotterdam could still be saved! The entire Rotterdam Alliance can still be saved! "
Although he did not have the heart to break the fantasy of the young and beautiful princess, the guard captain was still loyal to his duty: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, we can't hope for a miracle. The truth is that the Alliance's army has yet to arrive, and the east gate of Lordaeron has already been breached … Many battles have proven that humans are unable to withstand the attacks of the Orcs in urban warfare. "
"No! He'll come! " Princess Kalia said in a different tone. Then, as if to strengthen her tone, she clenched her fists and straightened her curvaceous body, emphasizing loudly: "He'll definitely come!"
Who … was he?
The guards did not know, but every maid beside Kalia knew. Who was that "he"?
Ever since he gave the princess that unique and beautiful magic rose, her heart had been captured by him.
Every night, she would dream of him.
Every morning, reading the battle reports about him was the most important morning lesson for the princess.
Every time she saw how he wiped out so many orcs with his brilliance, and every time she saw how he brought a powerful ally to the Alliance, the princess's face would blush like a young girl in love.
That's right! He was the only hero in the princess' heart.
The young hero who captured her heart, saved countless people, and led the entire Alliance, and even the entire human race to victory — Duke Marcus!
The guard captain continued to persuade her: "Your Highness! The Horde's attack was too fast, and Alterac was defeated too quickly. They couldn't even form a decent line of defense. Sir Marcus is not a god. He can't create so many troops out of thin air to save Lordaeron. His Majesty's vanguard will take at least a day to arrive. "
"No — he'll come! Even if he's alone, he'll come! He's the hero of the Alliance! He's saved countless people who were persecuted by the Horde! He'll definitely come to save Lordaeron, save … "Kalia wanted to say" save me ", but when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly realized that there was nothing between her and Duque. Ever since that meeting, the two of them had not communicated at all. And what made her even more depressed was that Duque seemed to be infatuated with a female High Elf Ranger General.
The captain seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Kalia.
"Say no more! My brother is still fighting on the city wall! I won't run away alone! If destruction is the fate of Lordaeron, the fate of the Menethil Royal Family, then I will accept it calmly! " After Kalia finished speaking in one breath, she bit her lip hard, her beautiful blue eyes staring into the distance, quietly waiting for a miracle to happen.
Everyone could see that Princess Kalia was close to being possessed. She was madly infatuated with Duque, who had a halo of miracles. That absolute obsession had sublimated into a kind of blind obedience, a kind of faith.
This kind of fanatic behavior was the biggest headache for the guards.
The guard captain suddenly pointed at the black dot in the distant sky: "Excuse me! Your Highness! Even if we have to tie you up, we will send you safely away. Look, the Horde's Wyverns are almost here … When they arrive, we have no confidence in sending you away! "
Kalia suddenly shouted, and everyone could hear the ecstasy in her voice: "No — open your eyes! Those are Gryphons! Not Wyverns! Can't you tell the difference between red and white? "
The guard captain looked in shock at the black dot that covered the southeast lakeside and rushed towards them at high speed. A few seconds ago, it was still a black dot, but a few seconds later, he could see faint white wings vibrating.
Yes! It was indeed a Gryphon!
The Horde's Wyverns were all Red Dragons, and there were no white-winged flying mounts.
They really came?
At this most critical moment?!
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