In the twenty-ninth year of the Dark Portal, the werewolf curse got out of control in the Kingdom of Gilneas, and the Royal City of Gilneas was captured by werewolves.
This is a major event clearly recorded in history.
Robbie witnessed with his own eyes that thanks to the efforts of the alpha wolf Lyral Flamefang, most of the werewolves in the Kingdom of Gilneas had joined the Wolf Cult and lived peacefully.
They plant crops, build weapons and armor, conduct daily training, and learn the ways of druids. Apart from transforming into werewolves, they are no different from humans.
Through many days of contact, Robbie gradually came to understand Lyal Flamefang. Like most of the night elves, he had no ambitions and had no reason to attack the Royal City of Gilneas.
What's more, the real leader of the Wolf Cult is Vanessa, and everything is under control.
Robbie became more and more suspicious of the authenticity of this period of history. After discussing with Vanessa, he secretly bribed the spies and sneaked into the Royal City of Gilneas to investigate.
The Royal City of Gilneas was peaceful. After the Archmage Arugal left, Genn Greymane felt increasingly powerless and could only settle for the status quo.
The tall and solid walls of the royal city and the well-trained elite soldiers can completely protect the king from the werewolves.
Robbie could only ask the Wolf Cult to strengthen their vigilance and send elite Bloodfang werewolves to secretly station themselves near the royal city, paying special attention to the movements of the Forgotten in the north.
Late one night, a large number of unidentified ships suddenly appeared in the Zhouzhou Bay outside the Royal City. These ships did not approach the Royal City, but stopped far away.
Robbie felt strong magic fluctuations and hurried to the sky above the royal city.
I saw hundreds of teleportation beacons appearing in the royal city, and a large number of werewolves entered the royal city of Gilneas through the portal.
The attack happened in an instant. These werewolves were freed from their natural instincts and let out harsh roars. Their eyes radiated with crazy light, tearing apart all life in sight.
The royal city of Gilneas fell into chaos almost instantly. Enemies came from all directions. The guards in the royal city did not know how to resist, and became a mess.
King Greymane woke up from his sleep and hurriedly led his guards to check. As soon as he walked out of the palace, he heard countless howls of wolves.
"Your Majesty the King, the werewolves have captured the royal city. Their numbers are too great and all the blocks have been occupied." A guard came to report.
"Damn, how could this happen?" Greymane felt something was wrong. The royal city fell in an instant. This was definitely a masterpiece of some extraordinary power, and there was probably a great mage behind it.
"Quickly, find my son Liam and retreat." Greymane knew that the current situation was beyond his control, so he wisely chose to evacuate.
Greymane gathered the most elite palace guards and broke out towards the north gate.
The alpha wolf Lelar entered the royal city, looked at the shouts of killing and calmly knocked down a werewolf, observed carefully for a while, shook his head and said:
"Something's wrong. These werewolves are not Bloodfang werewolves. Looking at these clothes, they are not Gilnean style, but more like the clothes of the Kingdom of Stormwind."
Robbie's mind changed rapidly and he quickly came to the conclusion:
"There are not many archmages who can perform large-scale teleportation. Jaina sacrificed 20,000 people as sacrifices to rescue Thrall and Garrosh a few days ago."
Lailal sighed and said: "Poor people in the royal city, we must find a way."
Robbie thought for a while and then ordered: "I will send you to the cathedral in the center of the royal city. You use the Luna Scythe to attract the werewolves in the city, hoping to reduce some casualties."
Lelar said with a sad face: "The coverage of the Luna Scythe is limited and cannot cover the entire royal city. Well, we will count as much as we can save."
Robbie made up his mind: "Order the Blood-fang werewolves to enter the royal city from the city wall, spread the werewolf plague among the people, and turn all residents into Blood-fang werewolves."
Lalar's eyes widened and he shook his head: "No, no, this is too cruel."
Robbie said coldly: "There is no time. Next, Gilneas will have to face civil strife and resist the attack of the Forsaken. The people will either turn into werewolves or be torn apart by werewolves."
Lalar stamped his feet and could only do what Robbie told him.
King Greymane transformed into a werewolf. Different from the ordinary gray-haired werewolf, the werewolf transformed by the king had thick white hair.
The king led the palace guards to break out, but there were too many werewolves. As long as the guards were bitten, they would lose control and turn into werewolves.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and the werewolves swarming around him in seemingly endless numbers, King Greymane was almost desperate. Looking at his beloved son beside him, he was determined to fight to the death.
No matter what, he wanted to let his son live.
At this moment, the werewolves who gathered around seemed to be inspired. They all showed piety and walked in the same direction.
Greymane was puzzled, thankful for his good luck, and led his soldiers to continue escaping.
When they came to the edge of the city, they encountered a large group of werewolves again.
Greymane secretly made up his mind and prepared to fight to the death.
Suddenly a loud howl sounded in my ears, and another group of werewolves rushed over. They were obviously different from the previous werewolves. They were tall, wearing thick armor, quick and powerful, and knew how to fight together, as if they were a group of well-trained people.
Plain soldier.
The werewolves who surrounded King Greymane were easily subdued by the werewolves who came later. They respectfully saluted His Majesty the King and took the initiative to make way to the city gate.
Greymane thought he was the only sane werewolf in Gilneas. When he saw these werewolves, he knew he was wrong and felt a little uncomfortable.
Prince Liam said in surprise: "Father, these werewolves are completely different from the previous ones. Look, their teeth are red."
The wily King Greymane thought for a long time, shook his head and said: "Liam, remember, there are only a group of werewolves attacking the royal city. You must not talk too much. This is very important."
Prince Liam asked blankly: "Why?"
King Greymane sighed: "We must remain in awe of the unknown. You have known since your grandfather that the orc invasion is not a simple matter. There is a terrible conspiracy hidden behind it. The Kingdom of Gilneas has always avoided getting involved. Unfortunately,
You can’t help yourself.”
Along the way, King Greymane saw more Bloodfang werewolves. They subdued the previous werewolves and rushed into residents' homes. However, they did not kill the civilians, but turned them into Bloodfang werewolves.
Greymane took the opportunity to gather the remaining troops. When they arrived at the north gate, there were more than 3,000 soldiers.
Jaina was unaware of the changes in the royal city. Seeing the chaos in the royal city from a distance, Jaina chuckled and said:
"The effect is better than expected. It shows how incompetent King Greymane is. My magic is about to take effect. In ten minutes, all werewolves will be weak. General Darius, it is your turn to save
This country."
Darius was vaguely sad, grieving for the innocent people who died tragically, but he knew that there was nothing he could do, so he could only whisper: "Your Majesty, as you wish, when the sun rises tomorrow, you will be the Queen of Gilneas.
"
"I'm waiting for your good news." Jaina smiled like a flower, opened the portal and left.