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Setting sun in the western sky.
A bright sword inserts on the mountain top.
In arc of visibility.
What the sword is inserting sharp is slightly the yellowing meadow, what glistens likely is a sharp sword blade of deep autumn waters is reflecting was the broad sea, the sword E sword hilt integrated in that endless backdrop.
Is such a sword, seems passing through the entire world.
Entangles is printed with the blue color of lion first symbol on the sword hilt is brings to flutter following the breeze, the elegant feeling that light drags is moving remote recalling.
But the wisdom profound blue eye pupil is narrowing the eyes slightly, interested takes in the middle of own pupil the scenery between world greedily.
The lion first cloak of blue bottom gold-edged adds on the body of this middle-aged man, under the cloak is gold/metal helmet of one set of glistening, this set of armor is symbolizing a glory of time, brand mark a shame of time.
A pair only in recently became the big hand of unpolished rice, caressed the sword hilt peak, was stationed in the sharp sword. He is standing fearlessly against the wind, just like stone carving.
„Your majesty, time already late.”
„Anduin, you guess that what I am looking at?” King Llane has smiled, turned head to ask calmly this childhood good friend, once Stormwind knight group regimental commander, the present alliance always leads.
„Crosses this piece of sea, proceeds, to the southwest, changes the southeast again, the position that Stormwind City is.”
Was the Llane good friend, Lothar has guessed correctly the idea of Llane worthily easily.
„Stormwind City, that once was we bet the land that the life must protect, was all our glory. When knows that Stormwind City cannot defend, I once think that I and my sword wanted the buckle there. However, for Varian, I stood here, looks at my sword on strange lands.” Llane pulls out from the earth the sword, even if sharp tenacious sword edge after so crude treatment, has not had the slight attrition.
Lifts up high to face upwards the sword backhandedly sharp, Llane calmly is staring at own sword.
Llane and Lothar behind broadcast a timid sound: „Royal Father, you were said that I have tarnished your glory?”
„No, is not this, Varian. The true glory is never somebody, or the private thing of certain people.” Llane takes back the line of sight, symbolizes royal power and glory Stormwind gold/metal Jian is appearing in setting sun incomparably slender solid, seemed this supports a side world the sword.
The Llane also sword sheathes, walks, that side own lover and child.
The queen has pushed Varian gently, making young Varian go forward.
Llane loves tenderly is touching the small head of Varian, the vision of his affection as if passed through the time.
„Before 1000, the arrogant aristocrat who when the Thoradin Great Emperor last heir, went to the rich and populous Lordaeron earth eagerly gets rid in Stromgarde Keep remnant Huan defeats the watt hour. Kingdom of Stormwind Monarch is leading that heir first, leads the gotten rid poor people bridges over the most mainland, arrives mountain valley that now Stormwind City is. First Monarch distributed a pledge ‚I to swear that protected my people-- made them be far away is hungry and cold, making them avoid to slaughter with the dispute, was far away from the arrogance and greedy of aristocrat.’.”
The Llane sound has an unusual elusive feeling low and deep, making the people as if follow his sound to pass through to that boundless years during.
„First Monarch has achieved, he by his way casting Kingdom of Stormwind glory. He also told the later generation in his way, anything is the glory. But he also before the end proclaimed the governing command, making each aristocrat in new kingdom respectfully follow knight spirit-- humble, but in the heart was full of the glory, to fear no sacrifice devotionally but heroic courageous, pitied the common people, and honest fair. Then had Kingdom of Stormwind to found a nation by the military, in the tradition of military merit inherit title. Very regrettable, the majority of Stormwind aristocrat had put behind all these, therefore I am willing to be regarded as falling to the enemy of Stormwind City the ancestor lost the penalty of glory to us.”
Young Varian appears to understand but not really understand nodded.
„Is very lucky, in the Kingdom of Stormwind national most in despair, I have your Uncle Anduin, appearance the help of non- world rare talent Du Ke, this makes me have that opportunity to make up for my error, retrieves glory that the kingdom loses. My glory already no longer important, my only hope is, the Wrynn bloodlines later generation can still not forget the original intention, inherits first Monarch's glory. So long as can achieve, even if I die, will not have any lamentation.”
„Royal Father! Meeting! You will see that day that Stormwind City recovers.” Varian incomparably said assuredly.
„I also hope so. However, I and your Uncle Anduin will die of old age finally, when the time comes, looked at you and Brother Du Ke effort.”
„Un.” The princekins make an effort to nod.
Looked out the sea, the line of sight of Llane as if passed through the sea horizon, arrived at that on the huge transportation fleet that in the sea level went through high-speed: „Looked tomorrow.”
„Relax, has you, has me, has Du Ke! Kingdom of Stormwind or the alliance, are invincible!”
No one has thought, one day ago, in the wetland, at the meeting of that hundreds of thousands of orc participation, some people said nearly similar pledge.
Orgrim * Doomhammer stands on a high hump, in his field of vision, hundreds of thousands of orc steps in the land of mud.
The orc quantity is such, took a broad view to look at the past, this was emerald sea.
This sea are breathing together, is enjoying the victory together, is enjoying the common destiny.
Each orc raises the head to hope for the speech of Orgrim.
In the orc eye, although also has final Ironforge not to capture, but everybody believes that Kilrogg Deadeye Bleeding Hollow Clan clutches to kill from the cave that crowd of dead dwarves, merely is an issue of time.
They already thorough has conquered this mainland, although here has compared with their hometown better prey as well as a more bountiful land, but under this by far is still not enough to hold all clans. It looks like in orc, this suffices three large-scale clan multiplication to live merely. But large-scale clan far more than three?
Orgrim has smiled, then, he his incomparably famous 【Doomhammer】 Has lifted up high high, sent out has face upwarded to bellow:
„My clansman! Listened to me to say!”
Some below tumults vanished continually, each orc peaceful has gotten down fully is the ugly face of prominent fang has faced Orgrim.
„This world is suitable to survive, we can rebuild our homelands here! But we have captured this land, this is the victory of Horde! This is the victory of orc!”
Below burst into earthshaking cheers immediately. Orgrim can only wait for when this cheers slow under nearly will stand still starts to continue to say.
„But, this is insufficient! Human we have not imagined that emaciated, they are good at studying, moreover rich skill, after each failure, they will deal with our battle axes and sledgehammers by a stronger stance, even if we have expelled this mainland them, they still diligently tried to recapture these once to be their things. Therefore, we must do eliminates them! Wipes to vanish them in this world!”
Orgrim fights the hammer at one fell swoop, points to north!
„orc-- toward north-- attack--”( to be continued.)
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