In the Storm Harbor separated by a city wall, tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Storm Kingdom witnessed the last scene of their deep love for the city.

The flames rising from the ground rushed straight into the sky. Not to mention them who were so close to each other, they would probably be clearly visible dozens of kilometers away. This fire lit up the entire night sky.

Perhaps, starting today, Stormwind City will have the alias of the Flame City.

"This is..." Looking at Duke who was escorted by Lothar and his elite soldiers, Ryan finally couldn't help asking.

This is definitely not something that ordinary setting fire can do. If you have to use one word to describe it, it is purgatory.

Duke wiped his head full of sweat with the towel that Windsol handed over.

"This is the magic defense system left by Medivh. Originally, his plan was to set up a magic circle similar to firewall technique in every canal. The purpose was to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies and break through all blocks at once. But I changed it."

"Change?" Of course, Ryan knew the division of each city. Why are there canals and walls blocking between each district in Stormwind? It is to resist step by step. In fact, there are hidden tunnels between each city so that even if some blocks are captured, they can raid the territory back through secret passages.

"Yes, I drove all the orcs into the river by letting the suicide squad set fires in the city and blocking the blocks, and then..."

Duke didn't continue to say that, the people on the scene were all smart people. They immediately thought that this was a chain of plans.

By driving away, gather orcs together, and then use the enemy's psychological blind spots to turn the safest place into a real dead place.

No one would have thought that the canal that could avoid burning to death was the real killing move.

Suddenly everyone felt lucky, but fortunately Duke was his own person.

Killing the tribe chief and burning down a large army of 100,000 in a fire, the soldiers easily cheered.

The cheers didn't last long, it was very simple, and everyone's heart was still heavy.

Tens of thousands of troops gathered at Storm Harbor. The huge port square became extremely crowded because of the gathering of 50,000 people. Although in order to avoid tribes' encirclement, the cliff closest to Storm Harbor collapsed with goblins' explosives, if the tribe attacks again after the fire is extinguished, the 50,000 people will have no way to escape.

These are not ordinary new recruits. Perhaps many of them are militia-born or local garrisons, and the real regular army is only about 60% of them. But they have one thing in common. All of these 50,000 people are veterans of the war who have experienced more than once with orcs. It is no exaggeration to say that these 50,000 people are the essence of the entire Storm Kingdom.

If these 50,000 people can be evacuated safely, and with these 50,000 people as seeds, Losa is confident that he will train a highly combat-capable army of 200,000 people within one year.

If all these 50,000 people were destroyed here...

Losa's previous worries were correct. Historically, Losa only fled with the queen and Prince Urien, the orphans and widows and thousands of soldiers, and ended up being subject to other human kingdoms everywhere.

But tonight, the so-called history has been beyond recognition.

Losa plucked her sweat-soaked hair and patted Duke on the shoulder: "Okay! Next is your time to perform."

Fifty thousand soldiers separated from each other silently like a tide, each with awe.

The person who strodes before him is the hero Duke.

Many people think that this young man who is too young is a mystery. He rose rapidly in just one year and became an important official in the kingdom. He not only has powerful magic power, incomparable courage, but also the wisdom of the top strategist.

From surrendering the fishman Naga to expand the pearl route for Stormwind City, to raiding Karazan and killing Sargeras, to burning the tribe army, and finally to the current Fiery Burning City.

The name Duke Marcus has become a legend.

Now, everyone is shocked to think of themselves as they are about to become part of this unfinished legend.

No one knows what Duke is going to do next, but everyone thinks Duke can do it.

This is the sense of trust based on performance.

Duke has proved himself again and again. Now, it is just a new step toward Duke's legend.

With thousands of eyes watching, Duke walked up to the dock and walked towards the dark sea.

On the sea, there were high winds and rapid waves. The only thing that was confirmed was that there were no boats on the sea, not even a sampan.

Duke personally promised every senior executive of Stormwind City that he would take these 50,000 soldiers to evacuate safely. How to evacuate?

"Are Master Duke ready to open the portal?" A knight who was quite knowledgeable asked his colleague in a low voice.

"Impossible! I've seen the mage's portal, but I heard it's very unstable, and even the sky mage can't teleport more than 10 people at a time." Another knight replied.

"Not a portal." The person who spoke this time was General Tom Simos: "Even if the orcs were attracted this time, it would not be possible to teleport more than 500 people at the same time, let alone fifty thousand people."

Before he knew it, Duke had reached the end of the dock.

"Ah!" Duke seemed to have fallen from the stone dock and fell into the sea in amid the exclamation of many people.

But in the next step, Duke stepped into practice.

ice!

It turned out to be ice!

The extremely cold frozen air spread out from Duke's feet in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it frozen a large area. The huge waves that rushed towards him solidified in front of Duke. The surging sea water lost all its kinetic energy and crawled quietly and tamely in front of Duke in an frozen posture.

The vast sea surface across the pier was frozen by Duke's cold air.

【Rapid avalanche】?

No, this is no longer a simple [Quick Avalanche].

The ice shield on Duke's body was almost endlessly expanding, and all the sea water entering the quenching shield was instantly frozen. At the same time, the ice tornado that kept rotating in the shield was as if polished, grinding out all the ice thorns and ice cones above the horizon.

The sound of grinding ice slags is endless.

As Duke walked out step by step, a huge floating ice that was growing bigger appeared in the sight of 50,000 soldiers.

That was... a huge floating ice like an iceberg.

The other side of the dock is rectangular, and the width of the floating ice near this side is at least 300 meters. As Duke walked out step by step, the area of ​​this huge floating ice is still expanding.

From a distance, this is an extremely huge ice boat.

What are three-pole sailboats and five-pole sailboats? They are simply weak in front of this giant-level ice-floating ship.
Chapter completed!