Chapter 95: Bombing Nethergarde
"Is this Nethergarde?"
Sylvanas looked up at the majestic city wall in front of him and exclaimed. Sylvanas followed Richard through the city gate. In front of the tall city gate, Sylvanas was like a short goblin, while Richard's focus was on the thick city wall and the layout of the city.
Richard muttered, "The Masons are still quite capable." Nethergarde
is located in the north of the Dark Portal, guarding the only road from the Dark Portal to the human kingdom in the north. After the mages discovered that the cracks in the Dark Portal were expanding, the Alliance began to build Nethergarde. Based on the principle of proximity, the manpower was provided by the Storm Kingdom, which was the closest to this place. At this time, there were two engineering teams responsible for the reconstruction of the Storm Kingdom, one was Richard's goblin construction team, and the other was the Masons Guild. Compared to Nethergarde, Richard paid more attention to Stormwind, so the task of building Nethergarde was given to Edwin Van Cleef's Masons Guild. There are
still some buildings in Nethergarde that have not been built, but this does not affect the defense capability of the fortress. This time, in addition to Richard and the host Stormwind King Varian Urien, several other kings were invited to participate, including King Terenas Menethil of Lordaeron, King Thoras Trollbane of Stromgarde, King Genn Greymane of Gilneas, and King Daelin Proudmoore of Kul Tiras. Except for
Genn Greymane, several people who had visited Nethergarde had expressed their admiration for Nethergarde, and Genn Greymane was dissatisfied with the fact that he had spent so much money but only got so little.
"A wall, a tower and a fortress? This is what we spent so much money to build?"
Solas said, "It's big, and the bigger it is, the more expensive it is."
The other two kings also expressed their dissatisfaction in a low voice. The main reason is that the huge cost of building the Watchtower has to be shared by everyone.
"If it were you, how much would you spend to ensure safety? Valuable things always have to pay a certain price."
A tall and slender man came over. His words stopped the kings from talking. Proudmoore, wearing a green navy uniform, came out and said, "That's right, Your Highness Varian, how is the reconstruction of Stormwind?"
"It's going smoothly. Thank you for your concern, Admiral." Proudmore prefers to be called the Admiral rather than the King. "The skills of the Masons and the Goblins are excellent. The reconstruction effect is better than I thought."
Several kings laughed, and Proudmore looked at him kindly. When the war ended more than a year ago, Varian led his people back to their homeland and began to rebuild. Not only himself, but also Terenas and Solas were happy that Varian could grow into a qualified king. Although the old guys Terenas and Solas had frictions recently because of the territory issue, they still agreed on the issue of Stormwind.
Speaking of which, Proudmore still felt a little guilty towards Varian. When they were rebuilding, he and Terenas provided financial assistance. Lordaeron interrupted the subsequent assistance due to financial problems. In order to help them overcome the difficulties, he promised to provide assistance to them, but who would have thought that his caravan encountered a shipwreck and could only break his promise and use the materials in his own country. Varian also showed his own leadership ability at that time, and the people of Stormwind also showed strong will and overcame the difficulties with their own hands.
Proudmore glanced at Richard. He had always distrusted the Naga, and he also distrusted Richard who had cooperated with the Naga. He even suspected that the shipwreck of his fleet was planned by him. After all, he was the one who benefited in the end.
Richard didn't notice Proudmore's gaze, he was looking at Varian. Urien, in Richard's eyes, the king now looked very humble, a little immature, and not strong. Richard was curious about how much he would have to go through in the future to grow into a legendary warrior known all over the world.
Richard's eyes moved to another person, that is Edwin. Van Cleef, Varian was introducing this dusty leader of the Masons to other kings. Richard's eyes rolled, and he didn't know what bad idea he was thinking.
Varian led everyone into a hall in the fortress. On the way, Genn Greymane kept muttering, "I still don't understand why we should spend so much money to build such a fortress. Can't an ordinary fortress do? Isn't the mission of this Watchtower just to guard the broken Dark Portal?"
Antonidas and Khadgar in the council hall exchanged glances after listening to the complaints outside the door. There was some mockery in both of their eyes.
Everyone sat down, and Khadgar stood up to explain to the others: "My kings, I think you all want to know where your money has gone. Let me tell you. Nethergarde Fort is very large, and it will accommodate the garrison soldiers and mages. Their mission is to guard the Dark Portal, but the Dark Portal has recently become abnormal. There is a time and space rift where the Dark Portal is located. The rift has recently begun to grow larger. We have used many methods but cannot close or slow down its expansion. Therefore, we believe that the orcs will come back one day, maybe next week, maybe next month."
The kings frowned, and Terenas asked: "What do you need?"
"Troops, I need the main force of the Alliance."
Several kings lowered their heads and whispered to each other. Finally, they decided to send the Sons of Lothar led by Turayan as the main force (Sons of Lothar is the title given to the veterans after the war, and also to commemorate the general Lothar who died in the war).
Then the kings started arguing about how many troops each country should send. Richard was not interested in listening to their quarrel, and took Sylvanas into the lounge next to the conference hall.
Sylvanas looked a little worried. Richard asked, "What's wrong?"
Sylvanas replied, "I feel nervous when I think about the orcs invading again. I don't know how many people will die in the next war."
"Why do you think so much?" Richard gently hugged Sylvanas, and his hands rubbed her sensitive areas skillfully. "Don't be nervous, I'll help you relax."
"What are you doing! There are kings outside!" Sylvanas straightened her body and scolded in a low voice.
Richard's whisper rang in her ears: "This is a different kind of excitement, isn't it?"
Richard's words seemed to have magic. Sylvanas let go of her hands holding her clothes and let Richard strip her naked. Sylvanas pressed the door with one hand, covered her mouth with the other hand, and propped one leg on the ground, while the other leg was lifted by Richard. Whenever I think of the king's body outside, I will be particularly nervous, but the nervousness is exchanged for ascension and pleasure again and again...
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