One thousand and seventy-eight chapters: each has a ghost
After listening to Kane Bloodhoof's words, the tauren nodded with sincerity and kept praising the greatness of the savior. Although they all had their families eaten by Thrall, this did not hinder their respect for the savior.
Feeling of reverence.
With a smile on his face, Kane continued: "Now that the Scourge is raging and Azeroth is in danger, we, the tauren, must respond to the call of the savior Thrall. I declare that we will recruit 10,000 tauren warriors to attack Ice Crown.
Fortress, kill Alsace."
"Kill Arthas, kill Arthas, for the savior Thrall."
The tauren generals all shouted loudly, and under the leadership of Cairn Bloodhoof, ten thousand tauren set out from Thunder Bluff and headed for the icy and snowy Northrend.
In the Echo Islands, Lorkhan received orders from Vol'jin and gathered twelve thousand Darkspear warriors.
As Thrall's most trusted wise man, Vol'jin knew the significance of this operation.
This is related to the future of the Alliance and the tribes. Whoever can perform well in the attack on Icecrown Citadel will gain more living space in the future.
Even the humiliated Cairn Bloodhoof sent ten thousand tauren, and the majestic Darkspear tribe must not fall behind.
In Silvermoon City, the regent of the blood elves, Lor'themar Theron, looked at the ruins of Silvermoon City not far away. Just a few years ago, the orcs bloodbathed Silvermoon City. Countless compatriots died that night and became the orcs' army.
With the long lifespan of the high elves, that scene seems to have happened yesterday. In the cold ruins, you can always see the souls of the wronged crying every night.
But what Lor'themar knows better is that which one is more important, the continuation of the race or personal transcendence.
"Elune, the Moon Goddess."
Lor'themar clenched his fists tightly. After having all these, long life, strong strength, and handsome appearance, Lor'themar still needs more.
"Storming the Frozen Throne is a good opportunity to show loyalty to the moon god Elune."
Lor'themar has always been careful to keep a low profile and is always the least conspicuous among the Horde generals. He believes that a long lifespan is the most powerful trump card.
In a few decades, Thrall, Vol'jin, and others who were all powerful for a while will turn into a handful of dust, and their power will disappear. At that time, the power of the Horde can only fall into the hands of Lor'themar.
"It's not yet time. Although we must keep a low profile, we must not go against the wishes of the Moon God. The blood elves must be involved for the sake of Azeroth."
Due to poor reproductive capacity, the high elves still have not recovered from the massacre by the orcs. The number of tribesmen is sparse, but Lor'themar still gathered three thousand tribesmen.
Since the fall of Gnomeregan, the dwarves have always followed the dwarves' lead. After King Magni Bronzebeard sent an army, the dwarf leader Mekkatorque, the great craftsman, also summoned two thousand Gnomeregan survivors.
March into Northrend with the dwarves.
After receiving Thrall's letter from Theramore, Jaina thought for a long time and was still puzzled. She came to the Grand Mage Tower and asked the guardian Aegwynn for advice.
"Lord Guardian, what does Thrall mean by this move?"
Aegwynn, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes, smiled faintly and said:
"Thall is making trouble. He feels that the orcs have made too many sacrifices. In order to help the orcs gain more benefits, he staged such a drama. The purpose is to re-divide the spheres of influence of various races in Azeroth. Ji
Anna, please cooperate with Sal just once."
Jaina said in embarrassment: "Lord Guardian, you know what kind of people the soldiers in Theramore are. The last time I sent them to Northrend, they even pierced the ship."
Aegwynn disagreed and said with a smile:
"Jaina, you need some means when necessary. Everyone knows that the Scourge is about to be destroyed. You can tell those people that Icecrown Citadel hides a large amount of treasures, which were plundered by the Scourge from the Palace of Lordaeron. They
I will be very happy to accompany you to Northrend."
After listening to Aegwynn's suggestion, Jaina was overjoyed. As the saying goes, people die before wealth, and most of Theramore's soldiers are greedy adventurers.
That night, Jaina was talking to the servant beside her, and she seemed to accidentally reveal that Arthas had taken away a huge amount of wealth from Lordaeron, and now it was all stored in Icecrown Citadel.
The next day, the entire Theramore was boiling. Countless soldiers offered their support to Jaina, willing to attack the Frozen Throne with Thrall, the savior, and fight to save Azeroth.
Jaina readily accepted everyone's kindness, and almost all of Theramore's defenders came out, gathering a total of about 30,000 soldiers, ranking first among the major forces in the Alliance.
Undercity.
Sylvanas's eyes emitted a dangerous red light. The letter from Thrall made her ecstatic, and she said to Antonidas beside her:
"Haha, it's a God-given opportunity. I was worried that I had no excuse to participate in the battle of Icecrown Citadel. I didn't expect that Thrall would take the initiative to ask me to send troops. As long as I kill the Lich King Arthas, rush into the Scourge Laboratory first, and obtain those precious
With the experimental data, we will be able to obtain more secrets of the undead, and the strength of the Forsaken will definitely be further improved."
Antonidas frowned and asked suspiciously: "Why do I smell a conspiracy? Sal is a sinister and cunning man. I hope it's not a trap."
Sylvanas said coldly: "Thall is only relying on the favor of the divine envoy, knowing that we dare not touch him. Now that the orcs are in the sunset, Thrall does not have many orc soldiers in his hands. The only thing he can count on is the Silver Northern Expedition."
Jun, hum, are we still afraid of this dog Fording?"
Antonidas said worriedly: "In any case, it is better to act cautiously."
Nathanos the Wither screamed: "Antonidas, your courage is getting weaker and weaker. Don't you want to get the superb undead magic of the Scourge?"
Sylvanas thought carefully for a while and said majestically:
"This operation is very important. For us, the Forgotten, this is the only chance to reverse our destiny. We must make a bet. The Forgotten are determined to win."
Sylvanas dispatched all the elites of the Undercity, 20,000 troops were deployed openly, and another 20,000 troops were acting in secret, and used the plague newly developed by the Royal Apothecary Society.
For the other races of the Alliance and the Horde, this is a battle to redefine the sphere of influence of Azeroth, but for the Forsaken, this is a life-and-death battle that stakes their fate.
Except for the night elves, who categorically stated that they would not participate in the battle against the Scourge, the Alliance and Horde tribes sent more or less soldiers after receiving Thrall's letter.
The tribes of the Alliance rushed to Northrend one after another. To everyone's surprise, the first ones to arrive at the Silver Crusade camp were the Draenei.
In Northrend, under the bright sunshine, a milky-white spaceship landed near the Silver Crusade camp. This high-tech spaceship that can travel through the universe formed a sharp contrast with the shabby camp.
After conquering the Storm Fortress, the Draenei obtained some parts from the Storm Fortress, and under the guidance of the Naaru, they pieced together a small spaceship and named it the Burning Legion's Annihilation.
This streamlined spaceship carried five thousand Draenei warriors. It was the first to arrive near Icecrown Citadel. The hatch of the spacecraft opened, and groups of well-equipped Draenei soldiers set foot on the land of Northrend.