14. The Eastern Front is in an emergency---the brothers of Wei [11/20]
"I feel your expectation...your desire, Arthas Menethil, you are longing for power..."
"For the sake of justice, Blade of Destruction, you remind me of an old friend... You are very similar, surprisingly similar. Maybe, you can walk on the same road as him..."
"Come on, come to Northrend when you make up your mind..."
"Endless winds and blizzards will guide you, and at the end of the icy world, you will get everything you expect..."
"Power, enough to change the world, enough power to protect your country and people..."
"I'm waiting for you...Alsace."
"Now, wake up...it's not yet...time for you to rest!"
The swaying voice echoed in Prince Alsace's groggy mind. He could hear this voice, that old, mysterious voice. He could feel the power that finally drove away the undead at the end of the fierce battle. He
He could even remember that at the most vulnerable moment for him and his soldiers, the undead figures who were supposed to kill him quietly turned around and left.
It all felt like a strange dream...he wasn't supposed to survive.
"Buzz"
Alsace opened his eyes suddenly, as if a force awakened him from a deep sleep. The moment he opened his eyes, the prince felt pain, pain coming from all parts of his body. He tried to lift his head.
His hands, but the raw and painful joints seemed to lack oil lubrication, which made him unable to help but let out a moan.
The next moment, a glass of water was handed to the prince's mouth. Alsace swallowed the water with difficulty. He turned his head hard and saw a little girl with wide eyes, looking at him curiously.
The child should be about 11 or 2 years old. She has a pair of beautiful black eyes, neatly combed chestnut hair, and is wearing a slightly old but very clean clothes. She is a very beautiful little girl.
, she held the water glass with both hands, and after the prince drank the water, she thoughtfully wiped his mouth with gauze.
"Ahem...kid, who are you? Me, where am I?"
The prince tried his best to show a pale smile and asked in a low voice. The little girl responded with a sweet smile and whispered:
"We are in Andorhal. My father said that you brought us here. He said that you are a kind and brave prince, and you will definitely become a good king in the future. Oh, my name is... my name is Pamela Red.
Paz, everyone is very busy, so my father asked brother Timmy and I to take care of you, and there is also a beautiful big sister in the next room, she seems to be here specifically to see you."
"Pamela, what a nice name."
The prince endured the pain in his body and said to little Pamela:
"Can you help me and call an adult over? I have something to ask them."
"Okay, of course."
Pamela stood up, and before jumping out of the room, she picked up a shabby but also very clean doll from the corner, and gently placed it on the prince's bedside. She said to Alsace:
"This is my favorite doll. When I was sick, my father always put it next to my bed, so that I could get better soon. I want to give it to you, your highness, you saved us, father."
Say, everyone in Darrow County should thank you."
After saying that, Pamela lay down beside the bed, kissed the prince on the cheek, and then ran out of the room with a smile. A moment later, a familiar voice walked into the house.
Jaina leaned against the wall with her hands on her hips, looking at Alsace lying on the hospital bed, with a hint of smile in her gentle eyes:
"Look, our great hero wakes up...and has a new admirer, a beautiful little girl. She likes you, right?"
"Oh, Anna, are you even jealous of a child?"
When Arthas saw Jaina, a trace of heartfelt joy flashed across his weak face. He struggled to get up. Jaina quickly stepped forward, lifted his body up, and placed a pillow close to his body.
She looked at Alsace from the prince's erect neck and said reproachfully:
"You still like to be a hero, right? Why don't you bring more people with you? Why... don't you tell me?"
"This is my responsibility, Anna. My responsibility to Lordaeron should not involve you."
The prince breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the sunshine outside the window, and whispered:
"I don't want to involve you either. I almost lost my life. You know, the crisis I almost lost you like last time is enough."
"But if I were with you..."
Jaina sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and held the prince's wrist tightly. She looked into his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"You won't be hurt, and you won't be like this. You are afraid of losing me. Aren't I afraid of losing you? You bastard! In your heart, your people are always more important than me, right?"
"No, no no no!"
Alsace hurriedly explained: "It's equally important, no, I mean, I can give everything for the people, but my heart will always be with you."
"alright!"
Jaina shook her head and said to the prince:
"Your love story is still so bad, forget it, let's not embarrass you, let's get down to business. Because of your heroic actions, the people of Darrow County evacuated to Andorhal, but 800 people are still missing, but this is not
It's your fault, no one can ask you to do better... His Majesty the Emperor has negotiated with the six-person council, and has stationed special portal maintenance mages in various important cities in Lordaeron to help the major cities.
to carry out coordinated defense.”
"Frankly speaking, this is a very good idea, but it almost emptied two-thirds of Dalaran's reserve force at once. But fortunately, the Sun King of Quel'Thalas will migrate some elves to Dalaran.
Their spellcasting ability can fill some defensive gaps."
Jaina sighed:
"The situation is very bad, Alsace, too much has happened during the day you have been sleeping."
"It has been three days since His Majesty Jean disappeared. The entire Gilneas is in chaos. Werewolves are attacking cities and plundering the country. No one knows what those werewolves are going to do."
"The eastern defense line of the Hinterlands has also been attacked. The undead in the North, we now call them the undead of natural disasters, have broken through the city of the Evilbranch trolls, and are now attacking the Eagle's Nest Mountain, and... there are also... Arathi Highlands,
There are some bad signs."
A hint of helplessness flashed across Jaina's face. She leaned on the silent Arthas' chest and whispered:
"Alsace, I don't know what you think, but in my opinion, the fate of the Northern Xinjiang... Empire has brought disasters one after another, pushing us to the edge of despair... This time, we are very
We may not be able to survive. Tell me, what should we do in the face of this situation?"
"Of course we can't stop fighting and let fate tie our hands, but Anna, maybe... maybe there is a way."
Prince Arthas raised his hand with difficulty and stroked Jaina's long hair. He lowered his voice and said:
"Just yesterday, Thrall, that smart orc told me something... that may be able to alleviate the current crisis in the empire, and at least allow the soldiers to avoid worries when fighting."
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"Blow this pass! Kurdran, blow it up!"
Falstad drove his griffon back and forth in the sky. The gargoyles wandering on the other side of the sky could not keep up with the full speed of the griffin. Lord Wildhammer commanded the griffin knight to bundle a bundle of griffins.
Throwing powerful bombs into the battlefield below not only destroyed the fragile bodies of the undead, but also gradually blocked the way for the undead to invade from below the plateau.
Under the sky controlled by the gryphon knights, the Empire of Man and the plateau legions of Quel'Thalas united to defend the line of defense from Quel'danil's hut to the Altar of Zul of the Vilebranch Troll.
It happens to be the separation line between the plateau and the plains in the Hinterland Mountains. As long as you hold this place, it will be difficult for the undead to launch a large-scale attack.
On the other side of the battlefield, in the Hidden Stone, the Seventh Legion, headed by human commander Halford Wymbane, is using a form of mobile warfare to lead a large group of undead to the southern part of the Hinterlands.
of mountainous areas.
That mountainous area is very mysterious. Even for the Wildhammer dwarves who have lived here for hundreds of years, that mountainous area is considered a forbidden area.
Because among those lush mountains, there live the most powerful creatures in Azeroth...dragons! To be precise, they are green dragons, the green dragons that guard the entrance to the Emerald Dream in the Hinterlands. They do not participate in the mortal world.
war, but anyone who dares to enter this valley will be attacked mercilessly by the green dragons.
As for the Seventh Legion, this is a special legion. It does not officially exist in the empire's military system. Although it is called a legion, it is actually more of a militia-type volunteer army. Most of them are immigrants from the Kingdom of Stormwind.
Under the appeal of Archbishop Chaldea Morgan, the soldiers who were angry because they had lost their homeland and relatives enthusiastically joined this special legion.
And Halford Wymbane, a veteran who had participated in the Orc War, was also a member of the Knights of Stormwind City commanded by Duke Bolvar Fordragon. After the defeat of Stormwind City, he was under the command of the Archbishop.
Invited to serve as the commander of the Seventh Army. Judging from the current military order of the empire, the Seventh Army is not first-rate in terms of combat effectiveness or equipment, not even second-rate, but this cannot conceal the fact that the Seventh Army is not first-rate in terms of combat effectiveness or equipment.
The fighting spirit of the Legion.
The Avengers who have nothing are the most terrifying...and the legend belonging to the Seventh Legion will also be written starting from the Battle of the Hinterlands.
"Everyone, do you understand your mission?"
Halford, who was wearing a light hunting suit and carrying a heavy sword on his back, looked back at the huge number of undead being attracted behind him, and shouted to the commanders in front of him:
"I don't need you to kill many undead, do you understand? Let these undead provoke those dragons. This is our battle plan. The companions of Stormwind Kingdom who sacrificed their lives for the country are watching us from the sky. Brothers, don't let them down.
! And, survive!”
"Set off!"
Halford gave an order, and the military formation of the Seventh Legion, which was constantly moving forward under the pursuit of the undead, quickly dispersed under the leadership of the commanders and retreated from three directions into the raging river behind the Hidden Stone.
, the army mages of the 7th Legion desperately built three ice roads on the river. This was inspired by the strategy of the Dark Blade Knights to attack the Arathi Highlands.
The undead were fearless. They watched the humans rushing across the ice bridge into the quiet valley on the opposite side. The undead also roared and rushed over. The human team became more and more scattered, causing the undead who were chasing after them to start.
Scattered, and in this valley called Seradan, the green dragons guarding the gate of the Emerald Dream soon felt the undead aura that disgusted them.
Green dragons are the dragons of dreams. Although they are not as reverent of life as red dragons, green dragons have the strongest feelings for nature among all dragons. Green dragons are also the dragons that have the best relationship with druids. They treat the undead like this
I am quite sensitive and averse to existence that violates the laws of nature.
Just as a steady stream of undead dispersed and entered Seradan's core forest, dragon roars rang out from the forest, and those huge dragons covered in green scales flapped their wings and rushed into the sky, reaching the end of the sky.
The corrosive venomous breath sprayed on the undead community on the ground. In just a few minutes, most of the undead that invaded Seradan were wiped out.
In the absence of high-level combat power, these weak zombies are completely unable to cause harm to the dragon flying in the air.
And some young green dragons fought hard, crossing the border of Seradan all the way, and above the Hidden Stone, they continued to destroy the army of the undead with their breath. Seeing the dragons and the undead fighting each other, the Seventh Legion's
The soldiers quickly drove their horses and returned to the main battlefield. Of course, some warriors unfortunately died under the dragon's breath.
How to put it this way, for green dragons, human lives don't need to be considered at all compared to the Emerald Dream they guard.
"Ouch"
Seeing the green dragons entering the battlefield, the Scourge side quickly deployed their air combat weapons. Those frost bone dragons made of bones. In the eyes of the Lich King, the dragons of Azeroth were not worth fearing at all.
Instead of the troublesome green dragon, the frost dragon community can get more replenishment.
A green dragon flapped its wings and flew across the battlefield. At the moment when it felt relaxed from slaughtering the undead, a huge monster suddenly jumped out from under the soft ground of the Hinterlands. There was no warning for this attack, and the one who was attacked
The green dragon only had time to spit out a mouthful of venom before its wings were torn apart by the cave lord's huge forelimbs.
The young dragon wailed and fell to the ground, and was soon surrounded by the swarming undead. The huge crypt lord Anub'arak raised his insect-like head and looked at the dragon hovering in the sky with cold eyes.
There was a trace of disdain in its blue eyes.
Maybe other creatures would be afraid of the dragon, but not it!
When it was still alive, these large winged lizards were just food for it and its generals in the hunting grounds of Dragonblight.
