Volume 5: King of the Mountain Chapter 280 The Ancient Kings Arrive
No! This is not the fate that I, Varian, deserve! I will kill all these filthy orcs, and the banner of Stormwind Kingdom will never fall!
Varian has a strong mind and strong self-confidence that is not expected for his age. This self-confidence comes not only from leading adventurers in adventures and battles around the world in the past few years, but also from a mysterious feeling that the world is an epic drama and he is the hero in that drama.
He was destined to accomplish great things. Even if he was to die, it should be in the final decisive battle, perishing together with the most evil and powerful enemy, rather than dying at the hands of these despicable orcs before him.
His mind was in a trance for a moment, but he was immediately brought back to reality by a burst of evil laughter.
Kratos (Chieftain of the Temple of War): "Oh shit, it's Varian, come quickly brothers, Varian is here! Hahahaha, I finally caught a big fish today."
Invincible Strong Man (Aoao Awesome Chief): "Where is it? Where is it? Don't do anything yet. Let me get involved."
Dashuaibi (Chief of the Departed): "And me, how can such a grand occasion be without me!"
Another group of orcs surrounded them, and there was a trend of increasing number. Among them were many chiefs and warlords. At this moment, everyone completely forgot about the action of attacking Stormwind City and all surrounded Varian.
This made Red Blackhand very anxious.
Rend Blackhand (Blackrock Warlord): "Get out of my way. This prey is mine! Only I have the right to take this honor."
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Ba Dao Chief): "Get the hell out of here! You think you can steal equipment just because you're the son of an official? What the hell are you dreaming of? Your father died a long time ago."
Greenskin King (Warhammer 4K Chieftain): "That's right, whoever has the ability to kill should do it. If you ask me, everyone should come together and kill with one blow. Everyone can get an assist."
Varian's heart finally sank. It was over. It was really over! Looking at the countless orcs surrounding him, he felt for the first time that he was doomed.
However, despite the despair, he felt relieved in his heart. Even if he died, as a descendant of the Storm King, he must not be cowardly. He should fight to the end.
He suddenly grabbed the hilt of Salamani with both hands and twisted it hard. With a click, the two-handed sword split into two again, Shadow Ripper and Shadow Reaver.
Varian (Prince of Stormwind): "Come on - vile orcs, fight me for the glory of Stormwind."
Dashuaibi (Chief of the Departed): "Fuck, the King of Wa broke the chopsticks."
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Ba Dao Chief): "What a famous scene! Did anyone record it? Send me a copy of the video later."
Kratos (Chief of the Temple of War): "King Varian has set a big flag for himself. It seems that he is really hopeless today."
Greenskin King (Warhammer 4K Chieftain): "Stop wasting your time, I'm going to get on with it!"
Just when the battle was about to break out, a burst of shouting and killing suddenly came from the outer edge of the encirclement - the direction of Storm Fortress.
"For the Alliance!"
"For Stormwind!"
"For King Wa!"
"King Wa, please don't break the chopsticks. We are here to save you!"
When everyone turned around, they saw a large number of adventurers rushing over like a tide, there were more than ten thousand of them. The leader was riding a heavily armored warhorse, wearing a golden storm armor, a king's crown on his head, and a Lionheart Sword in his hand. He killed each orc with one sword and directly cut through the orcs' formation.
Because they were trying to encircle Varian, the orcs' formation was completely unable to organize any resistance and was directly defeated by the crazy attack of this massive wave of adventurers.
Kratos (Chief of the Temple of War): "Fuck, there are so many greedy adventurers, let's run."
Dashuaibi (Chief of the Departed): "The Fourth Scourge is coming, run, run!"
The Strongest Son-in-Law (Chief Bloody Hand Slaughterer): "The wind is strong—hurry up."
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Ba Dao Chief): "Why are you running? The other side is full of wounded soldiers, all wounded soldiers - damn! Trash, all trash, no matter what, I'm running too!"
In the blink of an eye, these player chiefs led their men to retreat, leaving Rend Blackhand and Kargath Bladefist stunned.
How shameless! As a tribal warrior, he would come to grab the head of a lone enemy with flattering looks. Now he runs away when he sees that the enemy has more people. How shameless!
However, seeing that the enemy was more powerful, the two had no choice but to lead their troops to retreat.
In fact, what Badao Wuqing said was correct. Most of these 10,000 adventurers had died before and had the wounded DEBUFF. Some had died two or three times. Their upper limit of health was shockingly low. They would die if touched. Even though they had a large number of people, they actually had no combat effectiveness.
But war is all about momentum.
Varian was also inexplicably shocked. Seeing the adventurers quickly protect him, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had made up his mind to die, it would be better not to die.
A steady and powerful hand suddenly fell on his shoulder.
When Varian turned around, he saw King Llane looking at him with a complicated and relieved expression.
Llane Wrynn (Storm King): "My child, Varian, you are worthy of being the heir of the Storm Royal Family. You are not afraid even in the face of desperate situations. I have always been a little worried about you in the past. You have shouldered a burden that you should not have at your age. Excessive fame and vanity will distort your heart, and heavy burdens will crush your mind. But now it seems that my worries are unnecessary.
Perhaps it is a better choice for you to lead the kingdom. Stormwind may fall, but the bloodline of our Stormwind royal family will never be cut off. Come on, child, let us fight our way out! "
Varian suddenly felt a warm current in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but become moist.
Ever since he gained the title of King of Wa and the support of adventurers, he felt that he had become much more distant from his father, but today, he finally regained the warm feeling of being protected by his father's love in his childhood.
A strong sense of security and self-confidence made him extremely excited. He jumped onto the warhorse brought by a Storm Knight and followed King Llane towards the port.
During the siege, in addition to defense, Varian also did many things, including evacuating civilians in the city. Through the continuous transportation of King's Harbor, most of the population of Stormwind had been transported away. At this time, there were only two or three warships left in the port, which were specially reserved for King Llane.
The father and son led the adventurers all the way to King's Port, and they were constantly ambushed by the orc army along the way.
Although most of the adventurers were hit by DEBUFF, they still made it to the outskirts of the port with the help of the father and son.
However, when he arrived here, Varian felt a chill in his heart.
The orc army has completely occupied the port. It is obvious that the orcs are not stupid. In order to encircle and kill the remaining defenders in the city, the port is naturally the first thing to be occupied.
The only two remaining warships had left the port and were hesitating in the sea several thousand meters away from the dock.
Dense groups of orcs were blocking the road to the coast, and their numbers were too numerous to count.
Varian looked behind him again. Most of the tens of thousands of adventurers he had brought with him were dead. Only more than 3,000 were left. There was nothing he could do. They were all "wounded" and had no fighting power at all.
A warm, strong hand pressed on his shoulder.
"Don't be afraid, don't despair, my child. I will fight alongside you. In the name of the kings of Storm Kingdom, let us fight to the end and live up to the name of the royal family."
Looking at his father's majestic face, Varian nodded vigorously.
"Fight to the end! Kill"
The father and son rode their horses and led three thousand remaining soldiers to charge towards the tens of thousands of orcs in the port, and their shouts of killing reached the sky.
In the distance, Orgrim was watching the battle with the help of the shaman's 'Perspective' spell, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of respect when he saw that scene.
But the respect was fleeting.
"Tell Saurfang that the human king must be destroyed at all costs!"
The tribe lost too many troops in order to capture the city, and only the death of the human king could put a perfect end to this war.
At this moment, King Saurfang, who received the order, immediately mobilized his troops and blocked King Varian and King Llane with a large army.
Compared with old Saurfang, King Saurfang is equally brave, but he is better at commanding troops in battle. At this time, he sits in the formation, constantly dispatching troops, and has no intention of going up to fight alone.
Varian also saw the orc commander riding on the war wolf. It was obvious that this man was responsible for besieging and killing them father and son. Perhaps killing him would throw the enemy into chaos and allow them to rush out.
He spurred his horse and charged towards Overlord Saurfang.
But there were constantly orc warriors blocking his way, and the number of adventurers behind Varian was decreasing. In the end, he could not kill them all by himself.
The warhorse screamed and fell dead to the ground. Varian fell to the ground, waving his swords like a whirlwind.
Heroic Strike! Blade Flurry! Parry and Counterattack! Lion's Fang!
Ding, ding, dang, the sound of weapons colliding was endless, and the two swords kept piercing the flesh and blood of the orcs.
Suddenly a dark shadow flashed in front of him, "Die! Human!"
Reid attacked with both swords, and Reid Blackhand seized the opportunity very well, just at the critical moment when Varian had exhausted all his moves.
Varian was out of energy and could only parry. Clang! Both of them flicked their knives at the same time, but Rend Blackhand was full of energy and immediately followed up with a spinning slash, and then a double slash. Varian was hit by several knives in a row, and his health was less than half.
He could only roll over in a panic to dodge the subsequent combo, and before he could recover his strength, Red leaped towards him.
Heroic combat skill——Death raid!
It's over! Varian's heart sank. He didn't even have the strength to roll over, so he couldn't dodge the attack.
The next second, a towering figure suddenly blocked his way.
Ding! The two swords chopped on a shield with a lion pattern.
"Don't try to hurt my son!"
Shield slam! Bang! The blow immediately knocked Rend Blackhand unconscious.
Lion's Tooth! A sword energy struck Red off balance, - Storm Strike! He leaped up and pierced Red Blackhand's chest with a sword.
The decisive blow!
This orc warrior who was bent on avenging his father ultimately died at the hands of his target's father.
The adventurers rushed up from behind the two men and fought with the orcs who surrounded them again.
Kicking the body of Rend Blackhand aside, King Llane turned around covered in blood. He reached out and pulled Varian up.
"Get up boy, the battle is not over yet."
The two looked around. Of the three thousand adventurers, only five hundred were left, surrounded by tens of thousands of orcs. They were like a small boat in the tide, and could capsize at any time.
Fortunately, the remaining 500 adventurers are all level 40 or 50, and most of them have never been injured, so their combat effectiveness is quite good.
However, although they could hold on for a while, it was almost impossible to break out.
Varian looked at the nearby dock and clenched the hilt of his sword unwillingly.
"Damn it, we failed again? If the alliance's reinforcements had arrived earlier, we could have won!"
"The reinforcements are not coming back." King Llane looked at Varian with a bitter face, "Don't you understand? Terenas will not let me leave here alive."
What? Varian was shocked. He was still young after all. He used to think that the Alliance countries were too corrupt and slow to act in the face of crises. It was agreed that the army would come to help soon, but until now the Alliance army was still gathering in Arathi.
Now that he had heard King Llane's words, an answer that he had been unwilling to face was about to come out. Could it be that he had been wrong from the beginning? Terenas - this was clearly waiting for their destruction.
He looked at King Ryan in disbelief.
King Llane nodded heavily.
“From the beginning, the alliance’s reinforcements would not arrive, but I still held out a glimmer of hope. I hoped that the old guy would find his conscience and let go of his obsession for the sake of the alliance’s overall interests. I also hoped that other kings and lords would speak up for justice. But now it seems that I was too naive. In the face of power, no one can stand the test.
Terenas betrayed us for power after all, and the entire Alliance also betrayed us!"
King Llane grabbed Varian's arm.
Ryan (Storm King): "My child, I am afraid I cannot accompany you on the road ahead. You must leave alone. These orcs are targeting me, the King of Storm Kingdom. As long as you stay with me, you will have no chance of escaping alive. Only if we act separately, there may be a glimmer of hope."
Varian (Storm Prince): "But!"
"It's alright, go ahead my child, may the gods be with you."
He pushed Varian towards his horse, raised the Lionheart sword in his hand, and holy light burst out from his body.
"O former kings of Stormwind , your son Llane Wrynn prays to you. At this time when the kingdom is in danger of extinction, please lend me your strength and fight with me!"
King Hero Skills——Ancient Kings Arrive !
Golden human figures appeared around Ryan, each of them was fully armed, with a majestic face and a lion robe on his body. There were a total of twenty-seven souls of ancient kings, which instantly shocked the surrounding orcs.
"Go my child, and fulfill your destiny."
After saying that, King Llane waved his sword and led the souls of ancient kings to kill the orcs. Countless orcs immediately surrounded them from all directions, leaving a trace of omission on both sides.
Varian's face was filled with tears as he watched the figure disappear in the tide of orcs. He clenched his teeth tightly.
"Stormwind soldiers! Kill!"
He jumped on his horse and charged towards the sparse formation on the other side.
When King Saurfang saw this, he couldn't help but look solemn. On the one hand, he arranged for the shamans to purify these ancient king souls, and on the other hand, he dispatched troops to quickly surround Varian and his adventurers. He knew very well that although King Llane was important, Varian, the human who killed the previous warchief, was a greater threat. If he was allowed to leave alive, he would definitely be a great enemy of the tribe in the future.
Seeing the road ahead filled with orcs again, the adventurers started shouting.
Xing Zhihen (thief): "King V, please leave quickly. We will cover your retreat! Brothers from the Fifth Heaven, clear the way for King V!"
Dozens of warriors went into death frenzy, burning their blood while madly hacking and killing the orcs blocking their way, and they themselves died one after another in the melee.
Witch Diandian (Mage): "King Varian, please leave quickly. We will cover your retreat! Brothers of Ragnarok, move on to the Ice Ring!"
Dozens of mages kept using Frost Nova in the back to freeze the pursuing orcs in place, but they were immediately shot to death by dense javelins and arrows.
Unmovable Gale (Hunter): "Everyone from the Wind Clan, use your ultimate skills and clear the path!"
A large number of long-range output professions used all their best skills, completely ignoring the defense on both wings, and rushed towards the group of orcs in front.
However, they were also killed in large numbers by the orcs who squeezed in from both sides.
With the Light and Dust (Paladin): "King Varian, please leave quickly. We will heal you. Brothers in the Temple, all healers should heal King Varian. Heal him until he dies!"
The light of healing magic continued to fall on Varian, and his previously lost health points were instantly replenished, while other adventurers who lost their treatment fell under the orcs' knives one after another .
Varian's eyes were completely blurred by tears. Amid the shouts of "King Varian, King Varian", he galloped on his horse, waving his swords vigorously, killing, killing, killing!
He wielded his weapon mechanically, with only one thought in his mind: he must not fall here, as too many expectations were placed on his shoulders.
For the revival of Stormwind Kingdom, for his father's expectations, and for the adventurers who believed in him and died for him, he must live.
Suddenly, there was nothing in front of me and I had actually reached the beach.
