There was a shouting from the street to the east of the square leading to the old town, and everyone fell silent.
A small group of palace guards escorted an old man and immediately appeared in the square.
It was a well-dressed, balding old man who wore a black robe over a red coat.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and many people involuntarily retreated backwards, as if they had seen evil spirits.
"Is it Greg?
Sir Leskova.
Someone whispered in fear.
This Leskova was a court knight, the kind without fiefdoms.
People are privately saying that he is the Countess Catlana?
Presto's loyal lackey, and also acted as an intermediary in secret deals between the Countess and the Defia Brotherhood.
"It's this scavenging vulture!"
Someone said hatefully.
For he had also heard that this Sir controlled the Court of the Kingdom, and that many of the good people had been killed.
Either way, the people were afraid to move to the sides to make way for the group.
"Catch him, catch this despicable criminal and his accomplices!"
When he saw Windthall, the old man pointed at the marshal and shouted.
An unhealthy flush appeared on his pale face, and he looked like a jackal had seen a wounded gazelle.
He took a few steps forward, but just as he shouted out the goal of the trip, the crowd that had been out of the way suddenly closed again.
For they did not want this scavenging vulture to hurt their beloved marshal.
The group walked very slowly, because they were deliberately squeezing forward, unwilling to give way.
The palace guards who walked in front shouted in vain: "Go away, go away, flash to the side!"
But the people ignored the words and surrounded them even tighter.
People can be heard shouting and scolding everywhere.
"Shame!
Shameful!
Curse this vulture and cut off her offspring!
They are trying to harm our marshal!
This is a disgrace to the king.
It's also a shame for Stormwind!
” When the palace guards saw that the crowd refused to give way, they brandished their weapons to intimidate them.
Leskova even ordered them to do it immediately, but when they saw Marcus?
General Jonathan and his men can almost breathe fire when they gaze.
I didn't dare to move.
In the end, it was the palace guards who forced their strong bodies out of the way to come to Wendsol, who was standing next to the billboard.
At Windsor's request, the guards obediently stepped aside.
The halberd-wielding palace guard entered first, followed by Leskova, who was accompanied by the court clerk.
"By decree of the king, I declare you arrested on charges of treason!"
Greg?
Leskova proclaimed loudly and proudly, taking a document from the clerk of court next to him, holding it high in his hand and waving it.
"Me?
Treason?
Wendthor shouted in disbelief.
It was as if they had heard the biggest joke ever, and everyone around them burst into laughter.
People looked at Leskova playfully as if they were a clown.
Just before the flushed Leskova could attack, Diego snatched the document from his hand and immediately began to read it, and after a few seconds, he shouted in surprise!
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"There is no signature or seal of King Ureon or the regent of Fotagen.
This document is a forgery!
Diego shouted in disbelief, waving the edict quickly to show the people, but no one could see what was on it, and he finally tore the parchment in anger.
Then he threw it on the mud and stepped on it a few times as if he didn't understand his hatred.
There was an uproar in the crowd, and they felt that they had been deeply hurt by this court nobleman.
Wendthor turned his head.
Diego looked at him in surprise, but the marshal noticed.
Diego winked at him unnoticedly.
He looked back, as if he understood something.
"It's deception.
This is naked ~ naked ~ naked deception and fooling!
The people shouted angrily, and more people rushed to this side.
"Catch this old liar, catch this old guy who forged the king's decree!"
They shouted.
"What's going on?"
Leskova was at a loss, and he was not sure whether the decree had been signed or stamped, for he had rushed here as soon as he received the decree from the countess, and had not even had time to take a look at it.
Beside him, the clerk of the court looked at the sky, and the captain of the guard and his soldiers laid down their arms in a dejected manner, and no one dared to shield him again unless he was pardoned by the king.
"Go to the king!"
Suddenly there was a thunderous roar in the square, and the people suddenly realized that their young king, the nine-year-old child, was still in the palace, and was still with the vicious woman, and the people immediately became worried.
Almost everyone was shouting, "Go to the king!"
Go to the king!
” The guards pushed away the palace guards and surrounded Windsor and his party.
By their side, Greg?
Leskova was firmly grasped by seven or eight hands, and his gorgeous clothes were now torn like a tattered rag, and his face was so dazed that he couldn't make out what was happening.
The anxious and agitated people shouted again and again: "Go to the king!"
Go to the king!
” The crowd stirred up like waves in the ocean.
Everyone understands that if the little king Anduin cannot be determined?
The safety of Wryon is at stake, and the city may immediately riot.
In fact, people are already rushing towards Stormstorm.
The crowd is like a rushing river, rushing forward.
Diego accompanied the marshal through the arches, over the bridges that crossed the canal, through the grey and dilapidated Old Town, and along the canal-side avenue to the Stormstorm Fortress.
Looking at the long storm corridor in the distance, he prayed in his heart: "The end is ahead, O heroic marshal, let us walk with you a little longer, let us protect you a little longer......
However, there is an end to the road ahead, and the flow of people stops here.
Suddenly, Diego felt his heart harden all at once.
"I'll be with you until the last moment, my marshal."
He swore from the bottom of his heart.
This massive fortress sits high on the heights northwest of Stormwind and overlooks the entire city.
This fortress was the king's royal palace, where he lived, and the regent Berval?
The Duke of Fortagan and officials from a number of government departments also worked here.
There is a prayer room dedicated to the prayers of the royal family, presided over by Bishop Dravi; Sometimes, the King and Regent, as well as the high-ranking officers of Stormwind, would study the strategic deployment of the army in the huge War Hall, and when they were tired, they would take a break in the castle's garden near the pool of Aurelia.
When necessary, they would go to the Royal Library to consult materials, Harrison, the most knowledgeable archaeologist in all of Azeroth?
Professor Jones – Dwarves tend to disagree on this, and in their eyes, Brian?
Copperbeard is there to advise them.
There have long been rumors in Stormwind that if the city is unable to withstand the attack of foreign armies, the king can use a secret passage hidden deep at the bottom to escape safely from the city to the Northshire Abbey.
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In front of the gate of this fortress, the flow of people seemed to have encountered an invisible embankment and slowly stopped.
The fear of royal power made them afraid to make a mistake, and the people retreated to the side of the road, waiting for Wendthor and his party to arrive.
In anticipation, Windsor and his friends arrived at the gates of the fortress.
"Go, Reginald.
May the light guide you.
General Marcus paused and said apologetically to Field Marshal Windsor, "I cannot lead these soldiers against their king's palace, even for the best reason.
If that happens, we will all be nailed to the pillar of shame in Kingdom history. ” "I understand, you've done a great job," Wendsol said, patting Marcus on the shoulder in understanding.
He raised his hand and waved it to everyone around him.
The people present understood the meaning of this action, and shouted from all sides, causing the walls of the castle to vibrate: "The Light is with you, Windsol!"
May you be invincible and always be our shield and sword!
” Wendthor nodded and strode towards the castle.
This time he walked in with his head held high as a true victor.
He was joined by two of the kingdom's finest adventurers, a human hunter and an elven druid.
It was these two people who saved the marshal from the prison of the Black Iron Dwarves and accompanied him through the difficulties and dangers to come here to face a powerful enemy and meet the unknown death or glory!
Regardless of the outcome, everything these two adventurers did for the marshal and for the kingdom will be remembered by all mankind.
(To be continued.) )