"Your Excellency, you are Prince Garin?" Regan looked at the heir of the Trollbane family in surprise. Although most of the survivors of Stromgarde stayed in the relatively safe Refuge Valley, the stubborn prince still chose to stay here.
The property of House Trollbane is guarded within this crumbling city.
"Nice to meet you. May the Holy Light bless the descendants of Arathor forever!" Regan twitched his lips slightly and shook hands with Jialin. But for some reason, he was obsessed with these stubborn imperial bloodlines who are obsessed with the past.
There is not much goodwill - the most paranoid are often the easiest to fall. Such examples are common in Azeroth.
Seeing the worried expressions on the faces of Reg and others, Galin thought that the other party was disgusted with his attitude just now, so he quickly explained: "The ogres in the city were harassing me a lot some time ago, so I raised the defense level in the control area. Please ask me."
Don’t be offended, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared, you can rest here with peace of mind!”
"Thank you for your hospitality, Your Highness." Seeing that the other party, as a prince, could still be so condescending, Regan's expression softened slightly, "We do not mind your cautious attitude, but we still have a troop heading towards Stromgarde.
During the trip, I wonder if your land can accommodate more than a thousand soldiers?"
"A large group of soldiers? Is His Majesty Varian planning to conquer those damn undead?" Garin asked in surprise.
"Well... although His Majesty the King has always had this intention, it is obvious that now is not the time," Regan paused for a moment and explained tactfully, "These brave warriors come from the fallen Lordaeron, and they are all Ashbringer Mo
The elites under Greni's command are following me back to Stormwind City this time, just to join the Alliance and fight for humanity."
"The Scarlet Crusade?" Prince Garin nodded thoughtfully, with no obvious disgust on his face. "They are also respectable warriors, but they were born at the wrong time. If in the great era of Arathor, these soldiers must
will achieve great things”
As worthy of being a descendant of Arathor, he never strayed from his ancestors. Regan was secretly amused in his heart, but he still said seriously: "Your Highness and I have the same views. It seems that the return of the Crusaders will have a great impact on the Human Alliance."
Say, it will be exciting news!"
"Of course!" Prince Jialin glanced at Regen with approval, secretly saying that this new peak powerhouse is really sensible and worth his salt, "But I don't know when the Crusade team will arrive.
I can also ask my subordinates to prepare food and accommodation for these soldiers."
"They will arrive soon, and my attendants have already gone to lead the way."
"That's good. Then please follow me into the city first!" Galin made an invitation gesture to Regan and his party, and personally led the way with the dignity of a prince, letting Sophie and Roxas think about him.
A lot better too
Prince Garin's forces now control the western part of the ruins of Strom. He has about 800 well-equipped warriors, confronting the Syndicate and the ogres who occupy the eastern and central parts. Although the other two parties have far greater strength than him,
But those fat men without brains and the Syndicate bandits are not dealt with in this way. The entire Stromgarde is now a three-way melee situation, and Garin has the help of the coalition forces who have taken refuge at the bottom of the valley. It can be said that the human territory in Stromgarde is still secure.
lose
"Most of the houses here were burned down in the third war, and now our soldiers don't have the energy to repair them, so we can only let you stay in tents for a night." Prince Arathor led everyone through the defense line and came to
The heavily damaged residential area, he said with some confusion.
"You are serious, this place is much better than the wilderness. We are very happy to have a place to live," Reagan replied with a smile.
While they were talking, the Crusaders led by Herod and White also arrived at the human-controlled area. The defenders who had been ordered by the prince rushed to help them set up camp. Not long after, the two leaders settled the food and accommodation for the soldiers and immediately went forward.
Come and meet the heir of House Trollbane.
"Your Highness, these two are the leaders of the Scarlet Crusade, prosecutor Ms. White Mine and garrison captain Lord Herod," Regan introduced to Garin. "They have joined their fathers since the days of Lordaeron.
The army is full of brave men who are loyal to the Alliance and the Holy Light."
"I have long admired you!" Galin shook hands with the two of them in a dignified manner and greeted them enthusiastically, "We have long heard of the heroic deeds of the Crusaders against the Forgotten. If it weren't for the rampant forces of the Syndicate and Ogres here, I would have heard about it long ago.
I will go north to Lordaeron to fight alongside you all!"
"Thank you for your compliments, Your Highness, but Lord Reagan's introduction is a little inaccurate, because the commander of this unit is no longer us!" White smiled slightly and said slightly mysteriously.
"Oh? What is going on?" Galin looked at Regen with his mouth wide open in surprise.
"On the way here, we consulted the opinions of most of the soldiers," Herod took over the words proudly. He was obviously very satisfied with the sensational effect caused. "No one vetoed the proposal to make Knight Regan the new commander."
, and White and I also fully support this, so the commander of this team at this moment is the one standing next to you - Lieutenant Colonel Sir Christine Regan of the Stormwind City Guards!"
Everyone was shocked by the sudden news, and the venue was almost awkwardly silent for a while.
"I said... your joke is a bit too sudden!"
The person involved himself was stunned for a long time before shaking his head with a wry smile and breaking the silence. Although it was a certainty that the Crusaders would be incorporated after returning to Stormwind City, no matter how much Varian trusted him, the Imperial Council would never allow a baron to accept more than a thousand men in private.
The allegiance of the elites, what can really determine the fate of these warriors, is the attitude of all the generals and nobles in the Kingdom of Stormwind
"What a congratulations, Mr. Regan! With so many such outstanding warriors serving me, I believe the Dragon Slayer Knight's reputation will be even more prominent!" Jialin didn't know the other party's worries, and said enviously from the sidelines.
Regan nodded reluctantly, but seeing the happy expressions on White and Herod's face, he knew that this was not the time to pour cold water on him, so he had to hold back on what he was going to say for the time being.
While everyone was chatting, a Stromgarde soldier dressed as a scout hurriedly walked over, whispered a few words to Garin before bowing his head and retreating, while Prince Trollbane's expression became obviously serious.
"Your Highness, what's the trouble?" White, who is good at observing people's emotions, asked.
"It's not a big deal," Galin smiled reassuringly at everyone. "It's just a routine harassment by the ogres like before. It's just that the scale is a little bigger today. Maybe they also know that I have guests here."
The prince thought he was humorous and laughed.
"Your Highness, do you need us to help you?" Seeing that Regan did not express his position, Herod asked in a somewhat conciliatory manner.
"How embarrassing," Garin glanced at Regen seemingly unintentionally, "letting his guests go to the battlefield...the people of Arathor don't have such a way of hospitality."
Seeing that Galin's words were high-sounding, but he still had no intention of leaving, Regan knew what the prince was planning. He was slightly stunned in his heart, but said sternly: "Your Highness, Stromgarde
We are one with the alliance, and I am as obligated as you to deal with the troubles you are facing... Tell me what is going on."
"Thank you for your understanding and righteousness," Galin did not hide the joy on his face, "With your help, we will definitely be more certain of victory!"
He waved to his followers to take out a map of Stromgarde, pointed to the detailed street signs on it and introduced, "Please see, we now control the entire western city, while the east city is divided and occupied by ogres and syndicates.
Although they often fight, those short-sighted ogres are easily bribed by small profits, so most of the time, they will still attack us together with the Syndicate people."
"This area is the central area of Rapid City," Garin pointed his hand towards the center of the map and said angrily. "It has been stolen by those nasty Syndicate bandits, and my father's castle and residence are also here!"
"So which side is coming to attack now?"
"Of course they are those brainless ogres," Galin snorted coldly. "For some reason, the Syndicate rarely attacks us during this period. Instead, it's those stupid fat guys who all follow us.
Jumping this way like chicken blood!"
Regen frowned slightly, stared at the map for a long time and said, "Then what did your scout team discover? Did they want to launch an attack through some roundabout tactics?"
"Absolutely not," Garin shook his head decisively. "There are not many forks in the entire Stromgarde, and if you want to capture the West City, there is only one major road available. There is no other way but to attack by force... This is what hundreds of us can do."
An important reason to be able to hold on to this place.”
"This is very good, and it saves us having to divide our forces for defense," Regen said while looking at Herod. "I believe you are tired of killing the undead in Lordaeron. Are you interested in trying these bloodthirsty and brainless people today?"
biology?"
"That's what I mean, Commander!" Herod responded loudly, with an eager expression on his face. It seems that he urgently needs to use a new battle to forget the humiliating surrender not long ago.
"Very good! Then give the order immediately. Except for a few ladies and the clergy troops who are taking a break, everyone else will not take off their clothes and armor. They will stop eating. Let us beat those fat guys home and then come back to eat!"