Duque wasn't the type of person who was extremely adventurous.
Duque wouldn't gamble with his life or anything like that.
But gambling with his life became gambling with his moral integrity. That had a different meaning.
In fact, when Sargeras' will descended upon the meeting hall of the Storm Stronghold, a few lines of words appeared in Duque's system notification:
"Important human nature (moral integrity) choice – In the eyes of the Demon King Sargeras, you're just a slightly interesting ant. But you, who are familiar with 'history', realize that this may be a chance to change your fate. If you're really lucky and can force Sargeras into a corner and save the Demon King when he's about to lose, the system has determined that you have an 87% chance of transforming yourself into a powerful demon when you're conscious, and become one of the commanders of the Burning Legion. "
"Of course, if you can help Anduin Lothar successfully kill Medivh and make Sargeras scram back to the Abyss. Then you'll undoubtedly become the hero of the entire World of Azeroth. According to the calculations of this system elf, you have a 99.999% chance of restoring all the missing moral integrity and Soul Power. You'll completely get rid of all possible negative soul states. "
The system didn't say what the outcome would be if he failed to challenge Medivh. But Duque could guess it. Dying under the fangs of a wild boar and dying in front of the Demon King were two completely different concepts. Just like in the future, the knights who died in the Scourge Army would often be transformed into Death Knights. Falling into the hands of Sargeras, his soul was really … hehehe.
Duque had always thought of himself as a mortal. He didn't have the Virgin Mary spirit to save the world, nor did he have the violent tendencies to do evil and destroy the world.
Since he had transmigrated, he began to adapt to this world.
'The Martians and the Death Seekers fought, and many people died on both sides' and 'Your friends and family fought with the violent and evil Orcs, and many of your friends and family died'. These were two completely different concepts.
Not to mention a human, even he would feel heartache when a cat or dog that he had raised for a long time died.
That was why, even though the history of Azeroth had been changed beyond imagination, especially when Khadgar, who was supposed to be the winner, had died, Duque could not bear to see Lothar go to Karazhan alone to die.
No, it should be said that from the moment Sargeras arrived arrogantly in the meeting hall, Duque felt as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning, and he didn't like Sargeras at all.
No matter what, Duque was already deeply involved with Stormwind, and even the entire World of Azeroth. Moreover, Duque was definitely unwilling to see the Burning Legion do whatever they wanted.
Duque thought to himself, Khadgar! I'll make up for your share.
Lothar didn't know what Duque was thinking. On the contrary, when Lothar heard Duque say that the success rate was no more than 20%, his face lit up.
"That's Sargeras we're talking about. As long as the success rate isn't zero, I'm already very happy." He slapped Duque's shoulder with his powerful palm. "Not bad, young man. You actually thought the same as me. I'm starting to think that bringing you along was a wise decision. At least you're much more reliable than those court mages. When I see them, I always feel that these inflexible and dogmatic fellows will just stand there and compete with Medivh in terms of magic, and then be tortured to death one by one. "
Duque smiled, but didn't say anything. He knew that Lothar's words were a joke. Of course, the most important thing was that on the battlefield, Stormwind was at a complete disadvantage in terms of magic.
The Orc warlocks were much more terrifying than Duque had imagined.
There were many things that Duque couldn't reveal too much about. This caused the Storm Royal Family's mages to be at a great disadvantage when fighting against these warlocks that they had never seen before. In a sense, Warlocks who had more strange methods and could wear down their energy consumption were the nemesis of mages. The appearance of Cerberus, who specialized in countering mages, made the Pharaoh's scalp go numb.
Due to the death of one of Stormwind's two Morning Star mages, the strongest court mage by Laing's side, Stormwind was short on manpower.
However, mages were necessary. Without them, if the enemy Warlocks attacked, even if they only used fear to kill an officer in the human army, the entire battlefront would collapse.
This was a vicious cycle.
In any direct confrontation, without mages, military formations would easily collapse.
With mages, when mages lost in a battle of magic, they would either die or flee. When the Orc warlocks had free hands, they would still be defeated. In the entire Elven Forest, there were battles of resistance and pursuit. It could be said that the humans were being pushed back step by step.
The entire Stormwind Kingdom was permeated with an atmosphere of sadness and despair.
However, it was under such circumstances that Noxus led his elites to attack.
It was not that Duque had not asked these soldiers how they felt when faced with such a death mission.
However, there was only one answer.
"For Azeroth."
Duque saw smiles, and saw hearts that were willing to die for their country and their people.
Their voices echoed in Duque's chest, and even in the skies of the human kingdom.
It was like a lingering echo, echoing in Duque's ears over and over again.
It was not an oath, but it was more touching and firmer than any oath in this world. Duque felt his blood being ignited by some kind of passionate flame, and it was incomparably hot.
Faced with Noxus's theory of winning, Duque suddenly clapped his hands and said loudly, "Those who don't have missions, please come over here. I have something to announce."
Noxus was a little curious, but he did not stop Duque, and nodded slightly.
Immediately, a few adjutants waved their hands, and the elite knights quickly surrounded them.
Duque stood on a big rock so that most people could see him. "What you're going to face is also a group of opponents that exceed your imagination — demons! So, the first thing I hope you do is forget the military rules that Noxus taught you and learn what it means to be flexible. "
Duque's words caused a silent uproar, and almost all the soldiers looked at Noxus.
Noxus smiled instead of being angry. "Go on, the soldiers I chose are the most intelligent, apart from loyalty and skill. As long as it helps us win, I don't mind you challenging the military rules I set this time. "
Duque nodded and continued, "The enemies you're going to face are all far stronger than you are, and they control mysterious powers that you can't imagine. What strict military formations are synonymous with sending food to your death. Forget about your formations and military manuals. Avoid all the dazzling energy bodies, and look for opportunities to stab your sword into the opponent's back or anything that looks like the opponent's core. "
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