King Ryan Wrynn I personally summoned Ye Ting in the conference hall of the palace.

Surrounded by guards and attendants, Ye Ting stepped onto the red carpet and walked into the discussion hall.

Entering the conference hall, you can see King Lane sitting on the throne in the center.

King Ryan’s age is estimated to be forty or fifty years old. He is dressed in a gorgeous dress and a golden crown. He is kind and gentle, and he is easy to gain the closeness and trust of others.

In the original book, he can be regarded as a wise king.

Sitting beside him was his queen, but he didn't see Prince Varian Wrynn, who was still a child.

The nobles and ministers of the Stormwind Kingdom lined up on both sides, and one of them was dressed in a gorgeous heavy armor, and the imposing guy attracted Ye Ting's attention.

In his opinion, although there are many soldiers who can go to the battlefield among the nobles present, this man is the strongest among them.

The nobleman's etiquette and spellcasting were cumbersome and bored Ye Ting, but now he could only go to the village and do what he had done, and barely passed the ritual that the messenger had seen.

Fortunately, most things do not need to be executed by him himself. Since Dalaran has sent two apprentices to assist him to deal with it, he himself just reluctantly nodded to King Ryan, which was regarded as a salute.

Due to Dalaran's transcendent status and the particularity of the mage, these rather rude behaviors in the eyes of the nobles did not arouse any face-to-face dissatisfaction.

Perhaps seeing Ye Ting's impatience with etiquette, King Ryan's empathetic simplification of the remaining red tape, quickly entered the topic.

The servants pushed a big table and spread a big map on the table.

And the man just now, Anduin Lothar, the leader of the Royal Knights of Stormwind Kingdom and now the commander in chief, began to explain the current situation to Ye Ting.

"...In short, the loss of the Stormwind Kingdom is much more severe than expected. It is estimated that this year's autumn harvest will be greatly affected, and the orcs have not really been defeated. They are now hiding in the Black Swamp. Already shrouded in thick fog, we don’t know where they came from, how many troops they have, how much food and grass they have, but I believe that they must be brewing a new offensive. However, in the battle against the orcs, our army suffered a lot of casualties. Seriously, I don't know if Stormwind Kingdom can withstand their next attack."

Speaking of this, the atmosphere in the entire hall became sad.

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As in the European Middle Ages, the kings and noble lords of Azeroth all established their country by military force.

Therefore, military merit is an important criterion for determining the status of a nobleman in their evaluation system.

In the eyes of the humans in Azeroth, the orcs who are dressed in simple clothes, outdated weapons, and are still ruling in the form of tribes are undoubtedly a barbaric nation.

Therefore, the human aristocrats who claim to be civilized races naturally look down on them, and even regard them as the same thing as the Gurubashi trolls near the Kingdom of Stormwind.

Therefore, in the first battle with the orcs, many nobles in the Stormwind Kingdom regarded this war as a beautiful mission to gain military merit and sent their children into the army one after another.

However, they faced a tragic victory.

Under Lothar’s wise leadership, the human army successfully repelled the orcs with good equipment, a well-organized military formation, and the cooperation of various arms, but also suffered heavy casualties. Including the nobles, almost everyone in Stormwind City today Everyone who knew left their lives on the battlefield.

Therefore, whenever we talk about that war, it is a painful memory for everyone in Stormwind.

In such an atmosphere, Ye Ting also went to the village to silently mourn.

Then Ye Ting looked at Anduin Lothar.

"As far as I know, the weaponry of the Stormwind Kingdom is second only to the Kingdom of Lordaeron among the human kingdoms. As a direct descendant of Thoradin the Great, General Lothar can also be said to be a generation of famous generals with family history. Suffering such a big loss in the war with the orcs? Even the trolls of Gurubashi, it is impossible for the troops of Stormwind to suffer such heavy casualties, right?"

In fact, Ye Ting certainly knew what was going on, but now he is acting as a messenger from afar, who doesn't know the truth, so he has to pretend to be stupid for a while.

Lothar sighed when Ye Ting asked about this.

"It's still that we were too careless and underestimated these savage orcs. Lord Liver didn't know something. We thought that orcs were just another kind of trolls we hadn't seen before, but in fact, they were much better than trolls. These green-skinned monsters are quite bloodthirsty and combative, and they are so powerful that even the strongest creature among humans can hardly block a blow from an orc head-on."

"Really?" Ye Ting nodded, "How does that compare with the troll?"

"Troll?" Lothar snorted. "Compared to these orcs who can fight us head-on, those big feet can only cause us some trouble in the jungle."

—That is God Loa who you have never seen a troll.

Ye Ting slandered inwardly, but did not say anything, and continued to listen to Lothar's description.

"Ashamed to say, although we won this battle, it was a tactical and strategic victory, and we had the advantage of magic. In fact, when it comes to frontal combat, our soldiers and these green-skinned monsters The casualty ratio is almost three to one. If it is a militia who temporarily takes up a weapon, it may take ten to twenty people to replace an orc."

Speaking of this, Lothar still had some lingering fears.

"So exaggerated?" Ye Ting raised his eyebrows, "So, do you have orcs captives? Or corpses, too. I want to actually take a look at these monsters."

Hearing this request, Lothar looked at King Ryan.

King Ryan nodded.

"Then, Archmage Liver, please come with me."

Led by Lothar, Ye Ting walked through the long corridor, down the rotating stone steps, and came to the dungeon of Stormwind. King Lane also personally accompanied him.

In a separate cell deep in the dungeon, Ye Ting saw a green-skinned orc.

Although he knew something about this race in his previous life, it was the first time he saw this race in this life.

The orc was about two meters tall, with rough green skin, and all kinds of scars under the ragged leather armor, some of which were new wounds, and some of them existed for a long time.

Compared with the trolls, the orcs are shorter and sturdier, and also have a pair of long teeth, making them very violent.

A long distance away, Ye Ting could smell the stench on the orcs.

"This is the orc warrior we captured after the battle," Lothar introduced. "During the battle, he killed six of our elite soldiers with a big axe. In the end, he was wounded so badly that he could not escape. Stayed on the battlefield."

Seeing someone coming, the orc immediately grabbed the railing of the prison, squeezed forward frantically, and at the same time grinned and let out a bloodthirsty roar.

Seeing the orc suddenly violent, the nearby guards immediately drew their swords alertly and pointed them at him.

However, he didn't seem to see it. After roaring for a while, the orc began to speak loudly in an unfamiliar language, but none of the people present could understand it.

Realizing that even though the orc in front of him is still in prison, he still doesn't change the ferocity. Even Lothar frowned. He realized that he still underestimated the madness of the enemy.

If every orc is so warlike...

Lothar couldn't imagine it anymore.

On the other side, Ye Ting walked towards the orc curiously, wanting to take a closer look.

Seeing one of his enemies approaching, the orc thought he had found a good opportunity, and actually wanted to grab Ye Ting from the depths of the gap between the railings.

Upon seeing this, the guards immediately stepped forward to block it.

"My lord, please stand back and don't let this monster hurt you."

But Ye Ting easily pushed them away.

"Don't worry, I'm a mage, he doesn't hurt me so easily." Ye Ting said, and continued to walk towards the orc.