Several squadron leaders stood uneasily in front of the queue. The assembly horn had been blown three times, and other teams had already begun to board the ship. However, the expressionless new commander in front of him was unmoved and still stood on the temporary
A high platform was set up to inspect the new recruits.
"Kevin, is he the one who fought into Stormwind Fortress with Marshal Windsor?" Sam, standing behind the team, asked in a low voice, "I feel so young."
"Shh! Keep your voice down," Kevin reprimanded in a low voice, "My mean little noble uncle has been talking about this guy these days, saying that all the gentlemen in Stormwind City are trying to please this guy.
An upstart!"
"Why should we please him just because he followed the marshal into the city to put down the rebellion?"
"My little Sam, you are so cute and stupid," Kevin glanced at Regen, who was still motionless, "I told you that the notices were all lies, you know what kind of things were lifted out of the fortress.
They are all dragons! Dragons! What does this mean? It means that the person standing in front of us might be a dragon-slaying warrior, understand? Silly boy!"
Sam blinked in disbelief: "Oh my God, the dragon-slaying warrior! He is actually our leader!"
"So, we have to seize this opportunity," Kevin pursed his lips, "A strong dragon slayer is not a cabbage on the street. How lucky does it take to be valued by him and become a direct guard?"
"But Kevin, it seems that it was because I said something very discouraging that this adult transferred us to his command..." Sam said weakly
"Don't be stupid," Kevin said nonchalantly, "Who will care about your messy reasons then? Others only need to know that we are the subordinates of this powerful dragon slayer."
Just as the two of them were whispering, a mighty Moonsaber Leopard ran towards the recruits. Almost at the moment when it was about to collide into the queue, the knight on the leopard suddenly pulled up the reins.
"Ouch!" The nearly nine-foot giant beast stood up, frightening several soldiers in the front row and falling to the ground. The entire team was in chaos for a while.
"Legen, is this the army under your command?" Patting the roaring mount, Sophie frowned and looked at the group of recruits, "Maybe it's more appropriate to call them militia. A moonsaber is enough.
Can scare them like this"
"Oh my God, it's actually an elf!" Sam nudged Kevin with his elbow in surprise.
The latter swallowed hard and said incoherently: "Oh, of course I saw it, little Sam, a living, beautiful, charming night elf. God, I finally understand the hymns of those bards.
How clumsy it is - they can't even describe the beauty of an elf!"
Sophie walked up to Ragen amidst many stunning eyes and kissed her lover naturally - the night elves did not care about this kind of heartfelt emotional expression, and they even admired this natural expression of emotion.
Regan clearly heard the intake of breath from the new recruits, and even a brave guy whistled.
"Okay, as you can see, I am your new leader." Regan looked helplessly at Sophie who was confused. The atmosphere that was finally established was completely destroyed. "And the person next to you is yours."
vice captain"
"Is she also the captain's wife?" Kevin asked loudly from below, and the soldiers around him also cheered - maybe this officer is not as serious as he thought.
"Maybe it will take some time before you can call like that," Regan curled his lips in embarrassment, "but I'm not here to discuss this with you today - what I want to say is that you were actually scared by a big cat just now.
Damn it, this really doesn’t make people believe that you are a professional army. Maybe those lumberjacks in North County can do a better job than you."
"This is not fair, sir!" Not everyone blushed like little Sam, but some guys who thought they were eloquent shouted loudly, "We have never seen those leopards, of course we will be afraid of them!
"
Regan looked at the thorny head with a half-smile: "It's you again. I remember your name is Kevin, right?"
"Yes, sir, the captain of the second squad of the Storm New Army Group has just been promoted to Kevin Bloom, a member of your direct squad, by you!" Thornhead held out his chest and looked at Regan.
"Very brave," Regan nodded, but the next sentence made the proud Kevin turn pale, "It's just a pretense. I can tell you clearly that I don't like this kind of sensationalism.
An excellent soldier can only show his value on the battlefield, and showing off is what politicians should do."
Regen shook his finger to stop Kevin's argument: "There is no need to use your tongue to prove how good you are, the upcoming battle will allow you to realize your value because you will face the strongest race on the continent as mortals -
dragon"
After a moment of silence, the quiet team suddenly exploded. The recruits loudly protested against the fraudulent behavior of the Military Affairs Department: "They said before that the enemy was just the orcs, and now they tell us that we have to slay dragons! This is a naked deception!
We want to appeal to His Majesty the King!"
"Quiet! What are you doing!" Sophie looked at these soldiers with some annoyance. She really couldn't imagine that a soldier would refuse the order of his commander.
Regen smiled and shook his lover's catkin, telling her not to worry.
"Quiet down, everyone!" Regan's low voice drowned out the combined voices of more than two hundred people. "If you refuse this mission, please take off your armor and go home. I guarantee a military court."
I will never come to trouble you!"
The noisy protests gradually subsided, and Regan continued: "The Department of Military Affairs is not deceiving you. I believe everyone has heard what happened in Stormwind Fortress. I can tell you clearly that those who want to overthrow the Kingdom of Stormwind are not those so-called
Noble, but Onyxia, the black dragon queen of Dustwallow Swamp! She transformed into Count Presto to control the government, and intended to harm His Majesty when the King went to the Western Continent!"
Regan raised his voice amidst the soldiers' exclamations: "Her conspiracy was later discovered by Marshal Windsor, and the dragon killed the marshal who exposed her true identity in front of the Throne of Storms!"
"I know that most of you have not been in the army for a long time. You have even heard of the name Windsor a few days ago. Maybe your impression of him is just a serious officer wearing old-fashioned armor," Regan gushed.
Continuously said, "So you may not take the news of his death in the line of duty seriously, and you may even resent the old man in your heart - after all, his death brought forward the time for you to go to the battlefield, didn't it?"
Reagan looked around at the silent recruits and said with some excitement: "Actually, like most of you, he was born in a poor peasant family, and joined the Los Angeles Army with the passion of young people and his love for this country.
Sir Lothar's army - he fought with the orcs on Blackstone Mountain, fought with the undead in Lordaeron, and even followed Sir Lothar at your age to defeat Medivh, the strongest guardian of the continent!"
"And he saw his future in the tower of the legendary guardian - being killed by a black dragon in front of the Throne of Storms." Regan paused and looked at the recruits playfully, "I'm very curious if
If you were Windsor, what would you do? Take off your armor and leave the army? Or stay away from Stormwind City for the rest of your life?"
Most of the recruits lowered their heads, knowing that their cowardice just now provided the best footnote for Regan's answer.
"But Marshal, he chose to say no to fate! Even though he has been living in nightmares all the time for forty years, even though his best friends and bosses betrayed him, even though his motherland ruthlessly exiled him, he still returned.
When he arrived in Stormwind City, for the sake of his country and people, he roared with justice at the dragon that was destined to take away his life!"
Regen glanced at the recruits majestically: "Tell me, isn't such a hero worth our blood to avenge him?"
The recruits raised their heads and looked at Regan's proud eyes, which seemed to be filled with Windsor's unyielding cry - "We are born to be fragile humans. We do not have as long a life as elves, nor are we as strong as orcs."
Our fragile throats can be easily penetrated by an ordinary crossbow arrow, and cannot withstand the chop of any sharp weapon. However, this does not mean that we can be cowardly! We can lose our faith! No matter how the so-called fate blocks us, please
Pull out your sword and smash it into pieces! At the same time, shout 'Never'!"
"Never!" The blood in the hearts of the young people was ignited like a prairie fire.
"Hey!" Little Sam was the first to pull out his long sword, "Revenge for the marshal!"
"Revenge! Revenge!!" The recruits let out a roar like a roaring tsunami, which resounded in every corner of Stormwind City.