Chapter 92 Khadgar Is Dead
"Hiss!" Ryan and Anduin gasped at the same time.
But Duke's startling words were yet to come.
"After I went back, I went to the master's secret library and browsed a lot of materials in private. When Medivh paid tribute to the black hourglass that day, I was 60% sure that the one who possessed Medivh was the Fallen Titan and the boss of the Burning Legion, Sargra S."
What? Medivh was possessed by Sargeras?
They really didn't know whether to be surprised or happy. At this moment, there were mixed flavors in their mouths.
They fully understood why Duke chose to keep his mouth shut.
What was Duke at the time? Not to mention that time, even now, if Medivh hadn't exposed himself, they would still be kept in the dark, not knowing that Medivh rebelled. After all a black hourglass proves nothing.
Now, Duke actually pointed out that Sargeras did it.
Ryan and Anduin were both happy and scared. They are happy because their old friend Medivh probably didn't really betray their friendship and the whole of Azeroth. The fear is because, that is Sargeras!
As knowledgeable and cultured nobles, they certainly know who Sargeras is, and what Sargeras did to the world of Azeroth 10,000 years ago.
Anduin asked tentatively, "How do you confirm that it belongs to Sargeras?"
"This is a secret that is not a secret, and many mages know it. More than three hundred and twenty years ago, the previous guardian, Medivh's mother Aegwynn, once went to a magical world. She stopped a group of hunting The demon of the dragon, and then encountered Sargeras, the demon king of the Burning Legion.Using the power of the guardians who poured into the strongest mage combination in all of Azeroth-the Tirisfal Council six people, she defeated the demon king and sealed his body."
"Seal?" Lothar asked.
"The specific matters are not recorded in the literature. It is estimated that only the people of the Tirisfal Council will know. However, I judge from the extremely dark Titan breath, only the soul of Sargeras can be so powerful ..."
Even though Duke used an uncertain speculative tone, Ryan and Anduin instinctively believed that this was a fact. Because this is the truth, and Duke's words are just a reminder to them. They will naturally verify Duke's words through various information.
King Lane's ten fingers were deeply inserted into his thick hair, and his pupils were a little loose: "Too bad, if the Demon King steals the guardian's magic power, the Tirisfal Council has failed... Aegwynn also Failed... Doesn't that mean that there is no one in Azeroth who can take care of Sargeras? My God! The Stormwind Kingdom is almost over, and I, the king of subjugation, have no face to meet the first king..."
Anduin has never lacked courage, but at this moment, his face is also ashen.
At this moment, the entire reception room seemed to be under the magic of time stop.
Under the stunned gazes of Ryan and Anduin, Duke stood up proudly. He raised his head and said softly: "No need to say more, Your Majesty. Things can still be salvaged. Please be full of confidence. If you have confidence, you may not win, but if you don't have confidence, you will win." You will definitely lose. You don’t even have confidence in yourself, how do you get the citizens, soldiers, and nobles to support you? Trust you?”
"Since I, Duke Marcus, are standing here, since Anduin Lothar is standing here, and since there are thousands of people who support you standing behind you, before we all fall , who dares to say that the future of this kingdom must be ruined?"
"If the destruction of the Stormwind Kingdom is an inevitable fate, then I will change it for you to see."
"I've been preparing for this day from the moment I knew something was going to go wrong. I've wished countless times that it was just my labor. But now that it's happened, in order not to have more people Weeping, in order to no longer have the mourning of the Griffin Legion warriors who died in Redridge Mountain, shouldn't we work harder to avoid all of this?"
Duke's tone was calm and passionate. After hearing Duke's words, Ryan straightened his back almost as if he was electrocuted, and raised his head.
Ryan adjusted his appearance, nodded to Anduin who was full of concern, and then smiled wryly at Duke: "Sorry, I made you laugh. As a king, I have to be a role model for the people and nobles! Just now I really lost my temper. Well, Duke, I think you have a lot of ideas, take them out at once, don't hide them."
Anduin also gave Duke the most sincere smile. He also found that Ryan had been depressed recently, but he didn't expect Duke's encouragement to be so effective.
"Is there a map?" Duke asked Lothar.
As the supreme military commander of the kingdom, Lothar always carried a simple map with him. He spread out the map on the coffee table on the spot.
Duke pointed to the map and said:
"First of all, fighting the entire orc tribe is not a matter for the Kingdom of Stormwind. If you can't get military support from Lordaeron and Stromgarde in the short term, Your Majesty, you must make a good plan to defend Stormwind City. If there is a chance, I strongly I suggest that Your Majesty let the women and children cross the sea and go north first, crossing Dun Morogh, the dwarven territory that is also exposed to the orc soldiers, and go directly to the hills of Hillsbrand in the north. Because there, Your Majesty, you can get some people from several other humans. Sufficient support from the Kingdom. It is absolutely possible to transport women and children, and transport back to the Kingdom of Stormwind to continue military supplies and soldiers."
With the ironforge of the dwarves facing the attack of the tribe, what Duke said was right, Ryan and Anduin nodded at the same time.
In fact, in the 'history', the defeated Lothar also did the same with the remnants of the Stormwind Kingdom and the people. It's just that the current situation in the Stormwind Kingdom is not that bad, so Duke didn't propose a nationwide retreat.
Seeing Ryan's approval, Duke continued: "Second, I suggest building a fortress line of defense near Gold Flash Town."
Anduin interrupted: "This is useless. We have already proved with blood at the Red Ridge Mountain Pass that a simple fortress cannot stop the attack of the orcs."
"No! That's because your tactics are wrong." Duke took out a blueprint from his arms and handed it to Lothar: "Build it according to my style, and I guarantee that the orcs can continue to bleed."
Lothar is a man who knows how to fight, and he kept saying yes after seeing Duke's drawings.
"Thirdly, I strongly suspect that Medivh is directly related to this frenzy of orc invasion, so I suggest you two, consider whether to send a commando to directly raid Karazhan."
Ryan's face froze for a moment, and he began to falter: "Medivh, who is controlled by Sargeras, yes, he betrayed the world of Azeroth. But the raid on Karazhan has nothing to do with solving the crisis of being invaded by orcs before us." What is the direct relationship?"
When Ryan couldn't bear to make a decision because of his feelings, a royal guard knocked on the door, and he walked in, even though he had deliberately lowered his voice.
Duke still heard: "A strange female orc came. She spoke fluent Common Tongue and said she wanted to see His Majesty, and she brought the body of Medivh's disciple—Khadgar."
What? Khadgar is dead! ?