Projection

For a brief moment, Janice tried to regain control and reassemble the magical traps in a short period of time. However, the Duchess of Barov quickly gave up, feeling a nauseating feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"My God, Duke, you remind me of Antonidas. It's this 'old' senior brother of his who makes me feel so powerless." Although Janice put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction and spoke in a tone of teaching a junior, Duke Barov was still greatly surprised to hear his proud wife compare Duke with Antonidas.

"Just now..." Duke Barov's face was filled with shock that could not be concealed.

"He saw through the magic defense system I painstakingly set up at a glance, not only the one here, but also the ones in your dormitory. I said that my level can only defend against small thieves, not real masters. In front of a real great wizard, setting this kind of magic trap that is extremely clumsy for a master, but the elemental reaction on the trap will tell the opponent the key in advance." Janice scolded her husband without any politeness.

"Sorry, I was caught by a magic trap and overreacted for a moment." Duke raised his head slightly. Above the gorgeous chandelier above his head, there was a lightning magic trap hidden. As long as Janice was willing, or pressed a switch in the secret passage next to the corridor, the entire corridor of more than 20 meters long would be baptized by thunder.

Duke's 'sincere' apology made Duke Barov extremely embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, you have come from so far away, you must be hungry, let's eat first."

In the magnificent restaurant, sitting at a long table that could accommodate ten people on both sides, Duke, who was sitting in a guest seat, was faced with a new dilemma.

Western dining etiquette is quite complicated. Unfortunately, Duke's understanding of it is limited to holding the fork in the left hand, the knife in the right hand, and not talking while eating.

Then Duke was stunned when he saw the elegant butler placed a lot of spoons and knives and forks of different sizes next to his plate.

The customs of the nobility were quite troublesome. If you took the wrong thing, it would be considered as breaking the rules and you would be despised. Duke had no chance to make up for this knowledge. Similarly, because he did not have this knowledge in his head, the system AI could not save him.

When Duke felt the Duke and Duchess's gazes on him, Duke was suddenly glad that the Duchess was a mage, and quite obsessed at that.

"You know what? Madam Barov, low-level spells are actually very helpful in training a person's Multicasting ability."

"Oh?" Mrs. Janice's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is multicasting! Countless people have practiced for a long time but still haven't mastered this super magic specialty. But everyone knows that a wizard who is good at multicasting can definitely beat two or three wizards of the same level. Janice also heard some rumors about Duke.

"In fact, what I learned from my teacher is the rarest method of training the Multicasting ability. Since we get along so well, I might as well introduce it to you."

"Oh, my little Duke is the best! Teach me quickly, if I really learn it, I will help you bully my old man at the negotiation table."

As soon as she finished speaking, Duke Barov's hand, which was about to take the spoon, froze.

He had always known that his wife was a magician.

Back then, the beautiful and noble Janice was absolutely loved by everyone. Thinking back to the time when he was handsome and chic, he used all his magic to finally pick the rose of Dalaran. Whether it was for his feelings or his career, it was something that made him proud for decades.

I didn't expect that decades later, because of magic, I felt that my wife had cheated me for the first time. Duke Barov was really upset.

"Don't worry, honey. It won't be too hard for you." Janice symbolically comforted her husband, then looked at Duke without blinking.

Duke made an apologetic expression to Duke Barov, and then the Mage's Hands appeared. When the twelve Mage's Hands appeared, they simultaneously helped Duke tie his napkin, cut food, shake the red wine, pour the wine into his mouth, and wipe his mouth with a napkin...

After a series of dazzling magic performances, who would pay attention to whether Duke used the correct spoon, knife, etc.

Duke also instigated: "Duchess, you can start practicing with the simplest two magic hands, and let the two extra magic hands help you complete the actions of your daily life. After a long time, you will find that you can easily do two things at the same time..."

Mage's Hand is of course the simplest 0th-order magic, which is when a mage focuses all his attention on one mage's hand. When using two or four hands at the same time, the mental power required increases exponentially.

But it cannot be denied that this method can indeed exercise multiple casting abilities.

Seeing that his wife was easily bribed, Duke Barov was helpless. Soon, this meal, which was a bit ridiculous in terms of etiquette, was over.

To Duke's surprise, Duke Barov agreed to start negotiations immediately in the afternoon.

Originally, Duke thought that Duke Barov would deliberately leave him alone.

In a private meeting room, the lights are on.

Duke Barov sat on one side of the conference table, next to him was a secretary, and behind him stood two guards who were obviously experts.

On Duke's side, there was only one attendant, Makaro.

Duke Barov crossed his fingers and rested his chin on the back of his fingers. He got straight to the point at the beginning.

"Edmund Duke, I have to admit that I underestimated you. Your talent in the field of magic is unmatched, and your wisdom is also fully demonstrated in the negotiations. Janice is my baby, and her pressure forced me to conduct this negotiation in a passive position. But I hope you understand that personal feelings are not the dominant factor in this negotiation. The Barov family does have the food that Stormwind urgently needs. I just want to ask, if the Barov family takes out these food that is equivalent to the lifeblood of the family as a bargaining chip in exchange, what can the Barov family get."

Duke said without hesitation: "Safety, and the continuation of the Barov family."

Duke Barov frowned immediately, obviously thinking of something bad.

Duke turned up his left hand and said, "Don't get me wrong. The swords of Stormwind warriors will never be pointed at humans. I think I need to educate Your Excellency the Duke about the destructive power of orcs."

Duke Barov made a gesture of invitation.

Duke cast a spell that looked like a mirror image.

Duke Barov was suddenly moved when he saw it.

In this era, there were no video recorders. No matter how good the magic mirror technique was, it could only transmit current things, that is, use magic to make a live broadcast. Moreover, it was affected by a series of factors such as distance and element fluctuations, and was quite unstable.

If we talk about recording a certain impact, then theoretically it is already within the capabilities of the bronze dragon race that controls time and space. Among humans, even the most famous celestial mage Medivh only has a deep understanding of space.

What Duke was doing at this moment was completely beyond Duke Barov's imagination.

Three-dimensional stereographic projection.

Before Duke's time travel, true holographic projection technology had not yet taken shape. However, intelligent humans have been able to create a true three-dimensional projection by building a huge triangular cone consisting of four triangular pieces of glass and combining projections from four directions.

Duke's system AI also drew on Duke's knowledge in this area and replayed the memories imprinted in Duke's mind in the most three-dimensional and real way.

That was the Battle of Redridge Mountains.

Duke Barov only saw, in the projection, a green wave suddenly surged from the other side of the mountain, and more than ten thousand orc warriors rushed towards the human position from the pass and the ridge.

All I saw was a huge orc among the orcs, with half of his body raised up and blowing a trombone towards the sky, his braided hair spread out in the wind, and he looked very majestic as he let out a shocking roar.

The orcs were split in two amidst the rumbling of the earth, and this terrifying green tide submerged the entire mountainside in a few blinks of an eye. The rushing tide was sniped by bows and arrows shot from the human fortress, but it was meaningless and instead aroused the ferocity of the orcs.

They transformed into the most terrifying demons of destruction, easily attacking one bunker after another, smashing open the thick earth walls in the most brutal way, dragging out the humans hiding in the bunkers one by one and tearing them into pieces.

The scene changed and showed a raging tide of orcs attacking the east and north walls of Stormwind. They also risked their lives, using their flesh and blood to resist the torrential rain of javelins and crossbows. The green tide submerged the city walls.

Before he knew it, Duke Barov's entire back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Is this thing of yours real? Can you demonstrate it again? Can I ask my wife to come and watch it?"

Duke Barov asked three questions in a row.

Duke had only one answer.

"Can."

In fact, after Duke replayed it, the Duchess of Barov who rushed over after hearing the news was even more shocked. One was an orc and the other was from the field of magic.

But Mrs. Janice suppressed her curiosity in the field of magic very well.

"My dear, I have to say, this should be true."

Duke said calmly, "In fact, I have prepared a captured orc warrior. I put him to sleep. But you can ask your guards to test the orcs' strength. Of course, you must be prepared for the sacrifice of your men."

Duke Barov nodded heavily.

Half an hour later, the Duke and Duchess of Barov returned to the negotiation table with grim faces.

The results were shocking.

Although Duke repeatedly emphasized the strength of the orcs, Duke Barov sent five fully armed fighters to deal with an unarmed orc. However, Barov paid a tragic price of one death and two serious injuries before he killed the orc.

"But there's no way those damn orcs can pass through the Sardor Bridge!" Duke Barov still argued.

The Sardor Bridge, indeed, this huge stone bridge connecting the two continents is a natural barrier. Duke was also quite speechless about this huge cable-stayed stone bridge. This should not be something that should appear in a world that seems to be set in the Middle Ages on Earth and centered on magic and swords.

Don't forget that Azeroth was the experimental factory of the Titans, so there are a lot of black technologies left. At least when the dwarves already had steam-powered tanks, humans were still using swords. Of course, those huge tanks also have various unreliable features, such as poor endurance, which would break down after driving one or two kilometers.

This does not prevent the people here from developing all kinds of wonderful faith.

Duke did not directly refute, but quietly took out a rough map of the northern continent of the Eastern Kingdom, pointed lightly, and then drew a line from right to left.

Duke Barov had already given up in his heart, but he still refused to give up. He finally asked, "Are you sure those green beasts can drive a boat?"

Duke nodded silently.

Although the Horde's ships looked like a huge pile of garbage floating on the sea, and he could not agree with the orcs' rough and bad aesthetics, there was no doubt that the Horde's ships could pass through the sea.

The Duke and Duchess of Barov both looked very unhappy.

What Duke just pointed out was the Hinterland region in the eastern part of the northern continent.

The Horde landed on the coast below the Seawatch Cliff at the easternmost part of the Hinterlands, and crossed the entire Hinterlands from east to west, and they would reach the territory of the Barov family. The Barov family was indeed very large, but unfortunately it was a long strip geographically. From the Southshore in the southwest to the Caer Darrow County in the northeast. In a sense, if the Horde really invaded along the road Duke pointed out, Barov would also serve as a barrier for the Alterac royal family.

It is also troublesome to attack or deploy defense in advance.

You know, most of the entire Hinterlands is covered with dense primeval forests, and that is the territory of the trolls who have been fighting with humans for a full thousand years. It took humans a thousand years to completely wipe out the trolls from Hinterlands.

The scariest thing is, Duke also said: "I bet that when the Horde can't pass through the Sardor Bridge, they will look for other passages. Hinterland will be their first choice. And the chieftain of the Horde will definitely do everything possible to pull the trolls into the Horde's camp. So no later than next year, the Barov family will most likely face the tribal coalition with a large number of trolls."

This time, the Duke and Duchess of Barov threw in the towel completely.

The Barov family was indeed wealthy, but military affairs were never their strong point. They had always had a complementary relationship with the Alterac royal family. However, after seeing how strong the Horde was in mountain warfare, Barov no longer had any hope that the Kingdom of Alterac could withstand the Horde's offensive.

You know, before the Kingdom of Alterac entered a state of full-scale war, the standing army only had 4,000 people, of which there were only 500 cavalry. If the video provided by Duke was true, the Kingdom of Alterac had no chance of withstanding the fierce attack of the Horde, even if it was just a small force of the Horde coming from the Hinterlands.

At this time, Duke suddenly added fuel to the fire.

"If the Horde comes from the Hinterlands, who can the Barov family rely on? Stromgarde, who is busy defending the bridge? Dalaran, which practices isolationism? Lordaeron, which is thousands of miles away? Or the 50,000 elite Stormwind soldiers who have experience fighting orcs right in Southshore?"