A thousand years of peace has brought many things.
Such as prosperity, such as numbness.
The bustling city life makes everyone like flowers in a greenhouse, unable to withstand any wind and rain. Once a strong wind called orc breaks through the glass window of the greenhouse and blows in, they will wilt and even wither.
In history, even though Lothar made a shocking concession, even to the point of burning the glory of his ancestors, personally acknowledging that the era of Emperor Thoradin was completely over, and acknowledging the kingship of the kings, it still took more than three months to complete the integration of the alliance.
It was not until the orcs bypassed the Thandor Bridge defense line of the Kingdom of Stromgarde and invaded the heartland of the kingdoms in the northern continent from the sea that the kingdoms woke up.
Note that the "many" here does not include Lordaeron. Lordaeron, which has the strongest economic and military power, was attacked almost last because of its geographical location further north.
For a long time, Lordaeron was in a state of local war. They just contributed a little money and a little manpower, and then they didn't care. The nobles sang, danced, and watched the beast fights. When the battle was the most intense, this group of bastard nobles went to King Terenas every day to complain that Lothar was a vampire and consumed too much of their taxes, manpower and material resources.
What Duke has to do is to awaken this lion. Even if this lion is old, it is still a lion.
Llane and Anduin glanced at Duke.
Neither of them knew what Duke was doing, but Duke must have done something.
Because Duke said that he would stimulate the nerves of a certain king in a completely new way.
What the hell is this "new way"? When Llane and Anduin heard it, they felt something was wrong, but they were frustrated that the negotiations had made no progress and they acquiesced to Duke.
The representatives of various countries did not stop criticizing Stormwind. The representative of Gilneas pointed at the head of the Frozen Chieftain Blackhand and taunted King Llane: "You said this is the head of the chieftain of those green-skinned monsters? Maybe this guy is a bit big, but who can prove that this is their leader? Didn't you say that they are all intelligent monsters? Why would their leaders come to you to chop off their heads? Don't be ridiculous, a king will not easily stand in the forefront. Why would the orcs, who you said have an obvious advantage, send you a chieftain to kill?"
"You!!" Lothar's hair and beard were throbbing with anger. He had risked his life to kill Blackhand, a super perverted monster. Now he was devalued to nothing! ?
Duke grabbed Lothar and turned to the Gilneas representative and said with a smile, "How about this? Our Stormwind Kingdom army will go to the battlefield with your army at the same time. You hold this big head and wave it in front of the Horde. We'll see who those greenskins will chase after. Then we'll know."
"You..." The Gilneas representative stood up suddenly and was about to mock Duke, but at this moment, something went wrong...
Just yesterday, before Duke and his party arrived in Lordaeron, a strange slave trader presented a batch of special gifts to Menethil II and requested an audience with the king.
Everyone below knew that the King of Lordaeron would certainly not just meet a slave trader who came from nowhere.
If it weren't for the good gift from the merchant, not even a person of status would show up.
Finally, the merchant was received by a Viscount of Lordaeron.
The merchant repeatedly told the viscount who met him that this batch of goods needed to be injected with a tranquilizer made of Tranquility Flower every 12 hours. Otherwise, the existing restraints and cages would not be able to hold them. The merchant even sent a formal notification in the form of a document through formal diplomatic channels.
This businessman was naturally someone's man. However, as someone expected, the businessman's reasonable request was ignored, and all his instructions were ostentatiously ignored.
This is the arrogance of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the most powerful of the Seven Kingdoms.
Arrogance is also a common problem among the nobles of Lordaeron.
More than a thousand years ago, it was the ancestors of these arrogant nobles who transferred their property to the more prosperous region of Lordaeron, leaving the bloodline of Emperor Thoradin to die in the ruined city of Stromgarde.
No one expected that more than a thousand years later, they would also pay a terrible price for their arrogance.
After this point in time, the Kingdom of Lordaeron will perish due to the arrogance and stubbornness of King Terenas. Duke has no intention of stopping this, but Lordaeron is still extremely powerful at this point in time, and Duke doesn't mind taking advantage of the arrogance of the people of Lordaeron and making them suffer a little.
"Dang, dang, dang--" The alarm bell symbolizing foreign invasion has not been sounded for a full thousand years in this city with pure white exterior walls, which is also regarded as a holy city by countless humans.
When the shrill and loud alarm bell rang, no one in the entire Lordaeron City reacted. Almost everyone was stunned for more than three seconds. Only the most dedicated guards realized after a few seconds that this was a fucking alarm bell!
For a moment, the whole of Lordaeron was in an uproar.
The Gilneas representative who was about to curse was stunned.
As the lord of this place, Menethil II, who considered himself the most noble of the seven kings, was furious. His gray beard was bulging, and his old eyes stared at his attendant: "Go and find out quickly, what happened? Why did you sound the alarm!?"
The trouble was over there in the arena.
In this era of lack of entertainment, the bloody and exciting gladiatorial contests are the most attractive entertainment, without a doubt. Throughout the northern continent, there are countless large and small gladiatorial arenas.
Just like the later Horde Chieftain Thrall, as the son of Frostwolf Chieftain Durotan, after Durotan was assassinated by the Shadow Council's assassins, Thrall was picked up by a human. Then, for a long time, Thrall was raised as a slave gladiator.
On the surface, the entire kingdom of Lordaeron did not care about the orc invasion.
In fact, the orcs' slave gladiators are definitely the most sought-after and popular "commodities" in Lordaeron.
A healthy orc slave warrior recently sold for more than ten thousand gold coins.
Someone is sure of this. No matter whether it is the nobles of Lordaeron or those black-hearted owners of the arena, they cannot resist this temptation.
100 orcs, and they are the elite orcs of the Blackrock Clan, including several personal guards of Blackhand. In order to collect these orcs, someone also spent a lot of effort.
Just as the effect of the tranquilizing potion on the orcs wore off, they heard a voice.
That was the Orc language, and the voice told them that the head of their chief was inside the highest castle, being wantonly insulted and displayed by humans.
Driven by crazy thoughts, these orcs easily broke free from the iron shackles as thick as a human baby's arm, broke the iron bars of the cage, and killed their way out...