If it had been any other day, there might have been people blaming Bolvar for creating such a bloody scene. Now, no one said a word, for the kingdom was in a state of war.
Compared to the nobles who knew nothing about the Orcs before, they now had a simple and straightforward understanding of their strength.
They began to understand why the vast territory of the kingdom had fallen in the blink of an eye. They began to understand why the elite army that had been trained could not withstand a single blow.
It was obvious that it was because of the difference in race. There was an innate difference in combat power between humans and Orcs.
While the servants cleaned up the scene, the nobles split into small groups and whispered to each other. King Laing was also asking his ministers for their opinions.
"You're saying that it usually takes three elite warriors to kill a single Orc?" Laing did not hide his surprise. "I thought the report was exaggerated."
A duke interrupted, "If that's the case, how do we fight?"
"There's no way to fight. In terms of pure hand-to-hand combat, even twenty soldiers with weapons would not be a match for a single Orc." Noxus added with lingering fear, "If it wasn't for the spells and strategies of the mysterious Archmage 'Hundred-Handed Death God', this would have been the greatest defeat since the founding of Stormwind."
"'Hundred-Handed Death God'? The report you sent mentioned that he seemed to be the teacher of that Duke Marcus. How strong is he? "Laing was a little happy, but also a little doubtful.
"I can't tell. But he was able to repel the siege of thousands of Orcs, and even killed the enemy's evil spellcaster and took his staff. I think he should be very strong, but only the Archmage has the right to speak. "
Noxus asked his servant to pass the Orc Warlock's staff wrapped in talismans to the court mage beside Laing.
The old mage looked at it carefully and muttered to himself, "Even I don't have the confidence to kill the owner of this staff in a one-on-one fight. Not to mention facing the entire Orc army by himself. I dare not say anything else, but at least the previous owner of this staff had strength equivalent to that of a peak Sky Mage. But with such strange evil power, this Orc should not be inferior to a Morning Star Mage in actual combat. "
Laing, Bolvar, Andoine, and the rest all felt their hearts skip a beat.
To be able to kill a Morning Star Wizard so easily, wouldn't he be at least a Radiant Moon Wizard?
In the entire World of Azeroth, there were very few powerful Mages. Naturally, the strongest was the Guardian Medivh.
Under Medivh, there were only two Breaking Dawn Mages that were generally acknowledged by the world: the Dalajan Great Master Antonidas, and the Cuel Salas High Elven Sun King Anastrian.
Although there were quite a few Radiant Moon Mages, there were at most ten of them, and most of them were members of the Tirisfal Council. Unfortunately, Stormwind didn't have a single Radiant Moon mage.
An existence that was likely to be a Radiant Moon Mage was enough to make people tremble, but a Master Tactician as well? The series of fire and water attacks broadened the horizons of these generals who only knew how to fight head-on.
Now that they suddenly heard that Duque had such an amazing teacher, Laing and the rest's evaluation of Duque rose by leaps and bounds.
It turned out that a great teacher produced a great disciple!
No one would have thought that Duque would have such a trick up his sleeves. He was the teacher, and he was the disciple. They would only think that the reason why Duque was able to make such a name for himself as the 'Sea King' was because he had an expert guiding him from behind the scenes.
King Laing asked tentatively, "Noxus said that 'His Excellency Huo Jia' has the mage imprint of the Royal Family Mages …"
The old court mage shook his head. "The emblem of the Royal Family Mages is just a simple way to distinguish between friend and foe. For powerful mages, this kind of ordinary arcane emblem is easy to imitate. This doesn't prove anything. "
Laing was obviously disappointed. After losing Medivh, he suddenly heard that the other side also had a mysterious and powerful spellcaster. The need for mages made Laing instinctively yearn for a more powerful mage to rely on.
What a pity.
The servants cleaned up the meeting hall, and the hall fell into a mix of emotional and rational arguments.
In fact, everyone knew that it was impossible to win with just Stormwind. Preliminary estimates put the number of Orcs at no less than 100,000. According to the battle casualty ratio of one to three, even if all the adult men in Stormwind were counted as elites, it would not be enough to kill them.
But it was impossible to give up the territory of Elven Forest just like that.
As the core of the entire kingdom, more than 70% of Stormwind's citizens lived in Elven Forest. If all the citizens were to move to Stormwind City to seek refuge, just the food problem alone would make Laing's hair turn white.
"The only good thing is that we opened up the sea route. Now, food from the Western Wilderness can be continuously transported to Stormwind City through the sea route, temporarily filling up the food shortage in Stormwind City. "It would have been better if Bolvar had not mentioned it. Now that he mentioned it, Laing could not help but think of Duque's kindness.
"There's no other way. We'll ask for help from the other major human kingdoms. These green-skinned creatures will soon not only be a matter of our kingdom, but a disaster for the entire human world, and even the World of Azeroth. "Laing's words unfortunately hit the nail on the head.
The huge Orc army had long been dissatisfied with just half of the Redridge Mountains and one Elven Forest. Just as the Great Mongolian Navy's goal was the sea of stars, the Orcs' goal was the entire World of Azeroth.
In addition to attacking Stormwind from the west, the Orc army also split up a division to cross the Redridge Mountains and the future Burning Steppes to the north. They crossed the barren lands and killed their way to Dan Moluo in the middle of the eastern kingdom's mainland.
Yes, the Orc army of tens of thousands, led by the Bloodring clan of the Tribe, went to find trouble with the dwarves.
Not only that, there were also some small tribes who chose to go all the way north, killing their way into the territories of the Kingdom of Torrential Fort and even the Kingdom of Alterac.
Since April, Laing had sent out letters asking for help to all countries, but the response of the countries had been slow. These countries that were thousands of miles away instinctively thought that Laing had seen wrongly and thought that the trolls were some kind of Orc.
It was not until July, when the green-skinned Orcs appeared indiscriminately in the territories of several human kingdoms, launching attacks on human villages, towns, and even fortresses, that the higher-ups of the various countries suddenly realized that this was a large-scale invasion against the entire continent, and even the entire world!
And at this time, more than half of the territory of the Elven Forest in Stormwind had fallen.
At this time, a piece of news that shocked all of Stormwind, and even the entire world, came — Medivh had officially rebelled, and he had killed the entire Council of Six of Tirisfal. His mother, Aegwynn, rushed to Karazhan, but was also defeated by Sargeras, who already had all the power of a guardian, and disappeared.
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