Gilneas City is probably the last city in the Northern Territory of the Eastern Continent that is not managed by the Dark Blade.
Although it is said that the Dark Blade gave up control of the Stratholme region in the northernmost part of Northern Xinjiang, it was more due to civilizational considerations. Not long ago, the undead, as the main body of the undead civilization, under the new undead Archon
Under the leadership of Jeffrey Dylan, it joined the Federation, and the gathering place of this special civilization is in the Stratholme area.
At the request of the undead, the Darkblade withdrew most of the garrison here and handed over Stratholme City, which had been burned for a third, to them to live in.
In addition, there is also a Paladin force operating in the Stratholme area. They call themselves the Scarlet Crusade. Their leaders are the former Imperial Knights Tirion Fordring and Alessandro Mograine. They occupy
There are two small cities and mountainous areas in the southern part of Stratholme District. Their power here is considered to be first-rate, but as long as the Dark Blade is willing, a charge from the two war groups is enough to defeat them.
But the Dark Blade did not do this... because the first task given to the undead by the High Lord Tyrion was to let them complete the elimination of the Scarlet Crusade independently without the help of the Dark Blade.
This sounds unlikely, but as the dependents of the Great Lord and the Dark Blade, the newly gathered undead must complete this task. This is a necessary condition for them to prove that their civilization is capable of living alone. If they cannot do it,
That proves that the civilization of the undead is still lacking, and it is still unable to stand alone.
This weird request seems to be too much, but believe me, the great lord has his own considerations about the undead... This task, or "trial", has its own special significance.
"Ahem"
After Varian walked out of the portal and took his first breath of air from Northern Xinjiang, he couldn't help but cough. The air was mixed with other things, which made Varian unable to accept it for a while.
On the contrary, Valeera, who was following him, showed a comfortable expression after taking a breath. The girl looked around and said to Varian:
"The concentration of magic here is very high... Although it is not as good as Quel'Thalas in the past, it has definitely surpassed other places on this continent. However, there seems to be something else in this magic that is not so pure.
How strange..."
"Disgusting sulfur smell..."
Gene in human form glanced at the Dalaran Strait not far away, and he sniffed in disgust:
"According to the dark warlocks of Dark Blade, a magical tide covering the world is about to appear. Its origin is here. It is said that this is the sequelae of Tyrion killing the great demon Archimonde. In short, this
The place is no longer suitable for mortals to survive, and the immigrants here have also been transferred to Arathi and the Hinterlands, where the Federation is preparing to establish a new province."
"The Federation is developing too fast..."
Varian recalled that in the past few years he had occasionally brought gladiatorial groups between the two continents, and had also seen civilian life under the federal system. He couldn't help but say:
"If this continues, the empire will never be able to return to its homeland. It doesn't even need the protection of the Dark Blade. The increasingly powerful Federation will be able to fight against the empire on its own... Their civilization is very dynamic, at least better than ours.
Society is much more advanced.”
"Come on, Varian."
Jean looked left and right, looking at the sea in the distance on the land that had changed its terrain. Behind him were a few silent upper elf mages, who were setting up a portal to Gilneas City for them, because Northern Xinjiang's
Due to the dissipation of evil magic power, the location of the portal spell here was not prepared, so it took several short distance teleportations to reach the city surrounded by mountains.
"Do you really think the Darkblade would view the Empire as an enemy?"
The old wolf king who had joined the Forgotten Kings spat a little rudely. He looked at the young Varian behind him and said:
"As early as after the Battle of Northern Xinjiang, we should have recognized this. The Empire is far from the opponent of Dark Blade, and Dark Blade has never treated the Empire on an equal footing. You have to know that even the most tragic Northern
In the Battle of Xinjiang, Tyrion only mobilized 5 battle groups... Especially with the support of the continuously upgraded production capacity in the Black Iron Zone, the force of the Dark Blade Legion has already exceeded the empire's imagination."
"The empire should be more sensible... The future enemy of the empire is not the Dark Blade at all, but the Federation... The civilization supported by Tyrion has already demonstrated its strong potential. If the empire continues to sink like this,
They are no longer qualified to compete with the Federation, do you understand what I mean?"
Gene looked at Varian, he stretched out his finger, tapped Varian's chest, and said in a tone that sounded like he was asking for the aftermath:
"The nobles of the empire thought they had made a great sacrifice and gave everything they had for the future of the human empire. Their stupid ideas are still affecting the rebuilt civilization, but look at the paladins of Stratholme.
They are the real victims, and they sacrifice everything just to preserve the last piece of ancestral land for their own civilization, and to preserve the last trace of human dignity for us... and for you!"
"What are the nobles who once stood with you doing now?"
"They are stupid. Even if their spines are broken, they are still arrogant. My son, your friend, those nobles are still planning to fight against each other, singing and drinking in the midnight of New Stormwind City. As far as I know
, the 11 civilian settlements in the Shining Plains once again reappeared the ugly situation of the nobles taking everything away, and they wantonly squandered the opportunities that heroes like Lothar used to win for them..."
"Varian, I saw... I saw the bleak future of the empire. The empire across the coast didn't learn anything from its failure at all. They didn't change, or in other words, they didn't know how to change. They were leaderless! Young
The kings couldn’t hold back the situation at all! Alsace was pretty good, but the other kings started to become arrogant again.”
"The moths are still tasting the sweetness of power... The reason why I brought you here is just to tell you... use the power I left for you to correct everything, not only to save the soldiers of the empire, but also to
We must lead them to learn from the Federation, make our civilization more advanced, and give it new vitality... Let Lothar and our sacrifices become meaningful!"
The old wolf king gritted his teeth and stared at Varian with his eyes that had turned into wild beast pupils:
"If you can't do it, then I...me and my new friends, we will do it ourselves!"
These words left Varian unable to say anything to refute, but a moment later, when the portal opened again, Varian took Jean's arm and looked at the Wolf King seriously:
"What exactly do you want me to do? You... those forgotten kings, what exactly do you want me to do?"
"It's very simple, we make you the emperor! Because only you have seen with your own eyes how the Federation developed, and only you can realize how to rejuvenate the empire... More importantly, you have shown the
That kind of quality, we all saw that night when you and Tyrion fought... You were not affected by hatred. You know what the people of the Federation really think... You know, rashly launching a so-called counterattack war
There is no chance of winning, you are rational!"
The Wolf King shook off Varian's arm and said:
"You must become the emperor... You must inherit the will and desire left by Lothar! Integrate that chaotic empire and put it on the right path."
"emperor?"
The shocked Varian asked back:
"Are you kidding? Jean, this joke is not funny. I abandoned my own people and self-exiled myself until now. The Kingdom of Stormwind may not accept me anymore. How can you ask the people of the empire to accept an emperor like me? This is impossible.
of!"
"impossible?"
Jean's eyes lingered on the gray sword on Varian's back for a moment, and he showed a meaningful smile:
"No! Varian, believe me... they will accept you. You already have all the conditions to become emperor... remember!"
"It's not just us who chose you..."
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Following Jean through the portal, the scene in front of Varian's eyes was scattered, and he realized that he had reappeared in a city. However, this would be the time when the sun was setting, but the city was still shrouded in a layer of darkness.
The presence or absence of haze is like rainy weather.
He raised his head and looked at the dark city walls around him. The stripped vines were wrapped around the walls and buildings, adding a sense of time to the gloomy city. Valeera followed behind him, and the high elf girl sipped
He opened his mouth, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Varian's hand. This action made Varian stunned for a moment, but in the end, he did not shake off Valeera's palm like before.
Feeling the warmth in the palm of her hand, the high elf girl showed a hint of...happiness.
"Follow me."
Jean walked out of the almost abandoned teleportation point in Gilneas City without looking back. He walked out of the gate. In the square in front of him, the cold wind blew debris tumbling on the empty ground. This place looked very...
Desolate, dilapidated, like an abandoned city.
"Hold on!"
Gene turned around and said something to Varian, then took a step forward. His clothes were floating, and his gray-white mane quickly covered his body. The humanoid wolf king quickly turned into a wolf that exuded blood all over his body.
The wild strength of the werewolf.
This scene made Valeera a little scared. As an assassin, she could clearly feel the gathering and dispersing shadow power on Wolf King Jean... This werewolf was very powerful, at least no weaker than the current Varian.
"Ouch!"
Jean, who transformed into a werewolf, roared to the sky. The low, penetrating voice echoed in this simple and cold city, like a horn. The command attached to the howl of the wolf made
The whole dark city was surging.
Varian raised his head and looked at the surrounding city walls. Some dark and vigorous shadows were running quickly on the city walls. They were extremely numerous and very good at hiding. If it weren't for Jean's roar, Varian and Varian would have
Lila, the consequences of wandering around in this werewolf city will probably be very miserable.
How many worgen are there in the abandoned city of Gilneas?
This is a difficult question to determine. A few months ago, the last group of werewolves willing to submit to federal rule had been moved to the New Gilneas Province in southern Xinjiang. The number of werewolves left here at that time was about 80,000.
In the past few months, some werewolves who were unwilling to stay in the city also left here and were transferred to other places in northern Xinjiang under the supervision of the Hellfire Chapter of the Dark Blade.
Those who are still waiting in this city are all soldiers who are extremely loyal to the empire or Gilneas, or some nobles from the old era.
Just as Jean said, what exists in this city is the last army loyal to the empire in the eastern continent besides the Scarlet Crusade...
"Swish, swish, swish"
During the fast-moving activities of the werewolves, more and more werewolves appeared in the square. Some of them were treated with the Moon Night Herbal Potion and could transform into human form, while some were unwilling to accept the potion. And these
The werewolves looked at Jean and their former ruler with different meanings. Some werewolves roared unluckily when they saw the mark on Jean's chest and turned away, but more werewolves chose to stay in the square.
superior.
This stay itself is proof of their will, and in the eyes of those werewolves, Varian can also see that persistence, that persistence, and that expectation, just like the most loyal soldiers, waiting
With a new order...even though that order may never be issued again.
Does their persistence in this abandoned city really make sense?
The answer to this cruel question was revealed today... Yes!
The empire that continues on another continent still needs them!
Ten minutes later, the entire huge Gilneas Square was filled with silent werewolves. Jean looked at them, with a different kind of light flashing in his beast-like eyes, but he didn't say anything more, but looked sideways.
He turned around and made a "please" gesture to Varian.
"The last 30,000 people... This is the last werewolf army willing to return to the empire."
Jean patted Varian on the shoulder:
"Use them well...Your Majesty the Emperor..."
"Now, go give orders to your army... Goodbye, no... Farewell, Varian Wrynn, we will wait for your good news on the other side of the sea..."
