"Hiss!" Laing and Andoine gasped at the same time.
But Duque's shocking words were yet to come.
"After I returned, I went to Master's secret library and read a lot of information in private. When Medivh presented the black hourglass, I was 60% sure that the one possessing Medivh was the Fallen Titan, the boss of the Burning Legion, Sargeras. "
What? Medivh was possessed by Sargeras?
They really didn't know whether to be surprised or happy. At this moment, their mouths were filled with mixed feelings.
They completely understood why Duque chose to keep his mouth shut and keep it a secret.
What was Duque's identity at that time? Even now, if Medivh hadn't exposed himself, they would still be in the dark, and wouldn't know that Medivh had betrayed them. After all, a black hourglass couldn't prove anything.
Now, Duque actually pointed out that it was Sargeras's doing.
Laing and Andoine were both happy and afraid. They were happy because their old friend Medivh might not have really betrayed their friendship and the whole of Azeroth. They were afraid because it was Sargeras!
As knowledgeable and cultured nobles, of course they knew who Sargeras was, and what he had done to the World of Azeroth 10,000 years ago.
"How are you sure it was Sargeras?" Andoine asked tentatively.
"This is not a secret, and many mages know about it. More than 320 years ago, the previous guardian, Medivh's mother, Aegwynn, went to a magical world. She stopped a group of demons who were hunting dragons, and then encountered the Burning Legion's Demon King, Sargeras. Using the power of the strongest mage group in the whole of Azeroth — the six members of the Tirisfal Council — she defeated the Demon King and sealed his body. "
"Sealed?" Lothar asked.
"The specific matters were not recorded in the documents. I guess only the people of the Tirisfal Council would know. However, I can tell from that incomparably dark Titan aura that only Sargeras's soul could be so powerful … "
Even if Duque used an uncertain tone of speculation, Laing and Andoine had already instinctively believed that it was a fact. Because this was the truth, and Duque's words were only a hint to them. They would naturally verify Duque's words through all kinds of information.
King Leon's ten fingers dug deep into his thick hair, and his eyes were a little unfocused. "This is bad. If the Demon King steals the Guardian's magic, then the Tirisfal Council will fail … Aegwynn will also fail … Doesn't that mean that no one in Azeroth can deal with Sargeras? Oh my god! Stormwind is almost over. How can I, the ruler of a fallen kingdom, face the late emperor … "
Andoine had never lacked courage, but at this moment, his face was ashen.
At this moment, the whole meeting room seemed to be under a spell that stopped time.
Duque stood up proudly under the stunned gaze of Laing and Andoine. He raised his head, and said softly, "No need to say more, Your Majesty. Things can still be salvaged. Please be confident. Confidence may not necessarily win, but without confidence, you will definitely lose. If you don't even have confidence, how can you get the people, the soldiers, and the nobles to support you? Trust you?
"Since I, Duke Marcus, and Anduin Lothar are standing here, and since there are millions of people who support you, before we all fall, who dares to say that the future of this kingdom is bound to be destroyed?
"If the destruction of Stormwind is inevitable, then let me change it for you with my own hands.
"From the moment I knew that things were bad, I have been preparing for this day. I had hoped for countless times that it was just my ineffective effort. But since all of this has really happened, in order to prevent more people from crying, and to stop the grief of the Gryphon Legion who sacrificed their lives in the Red Ridge Mountain, shouldn't we work harder to avoid all of this? "
Duque's tone was calm and impassioned. After listening to Duque's words, Laing straightened his back and raised his head, almost as if he had been electrocuted.
Laing tidied up his appearance, and nodded at Duque, who was full of concern. He then smiled bitterly at Duque. "I'm sorry, I've embarrassed myself. As a king, I have to be an example to the people and nobles! I really lost my composure just now. Well, Duque, I think you have thought of many ideas. Take them out at once, don't hide them. "
Andoine also gave the most sincere smile to Duque. He also realized that Laing had been depressed recently, and did not expect Duque's encouragement to be so effective.
"Do you have a map?" Duque asked Lothar.
As the supreme commander of the kingdom's military affairs, Lothar always carried a simple map with him. He spread out the map on the coffee table.
Duque pointed at the map and said,
"First of all, fighting against the entire orc tribe is not a matter for Stormwind Kingdom alone. Your Majesty, if you can't get reinforcements from the Rotterdam and the Torrent Castle in the short term, you have to be prepared to defend Stormwind City to the death. If there is really such a thing, I strongly suggest that Your Majesty let the women and children cross the sea to the north first, passing through the dwarven territory of Danmoro that is also exposed to the Orcs' attacks, and directly to the Hillsbrand Hills in the north. Because there, Your Majesty, you will receive sufficient support from several other human kingdoms. We can transport the women and children back to Stormwind to continue with the military supplies and soldiers. "
In a situation where the dwarves' Iron Stove Fort was being attacked by the Horde, what Duque said was right. Laing and Andoine nodded at the same time.
In fact, in "history", the defeated Lothar had also brought the defeated troops and people of Stormwind to do the same thing. However, the situation in Stormwind was not that bad yet, so Duque did not propose a national retreat.
Seeing that Laing had agreed, Duque continued, "Secondly, I suggest building a fortress defense line near Goldshire Town."
Andoine interrupted, "That's useless. We have already proven with blood at the Red Ridge Mountain that a simple fortress can't stop the attack of the orcs. "
"No! That's because your battle strategy is wrong. " Duque took out a blueprint from his arms and handed it to Lothar. "Build it according to my model, and I guarantee that it will be able to continuously bleed the orcs."
Lothar was a man who knew how to use weapons. As soon as he saw Duque's blueprint, he immediately agreed.
"Thirdly, I strongly suspect that Medivh has a direct connection with the invasion of the orcs. So, I suggest that the two of you consider whether to send a commando team to attack Karazhan directly."
Laing's face froze, and he began to stammer, "Medivh is controlled by Sargeras. Yes, he betrayed the World of Azeroth. But what is the direct connection between attacking Karazhan and solving the crisis of the orcs' invasion? "
Just as Laing was unable to make a decision because of his feelings, a royal guard knocked on the door and walked in, although he had deliberately lowered his voice.
Duque still heard it. "A strange female orc has come. She speaks fluent common language and says that she wants to see His Majesty. She also brought the corpse of Medivh's disciple, Khadgar."
What? Khadgar is dead!?
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