The Sha'tar Sky Guard has lost its combat effectiveness.
Most of the Astrologer adventurers were killed or injured, and the most important mage force was completely destroyed.
All 20,000 Aldo adventurers were killed, but the high priestess Ishana was still calculating and did not send out all the draenei shamans.
No one expected that the Shattrath City coalition forces, which had a huge advantage, would fight like this.
Lor'themar held a war council, and the generals in Shattrath City were dejected.
Air Force Captain Duerin looked at the ceiling indifferently.
Prophet Voretar lowered his head and looked at the ground.
High Priestess Ishana glared at the generals of Silvermoon City.
"Thall is the great savior, and the orcs have saved Azeroth time and time again." Lor'themar said the same thing again: "This failure has nothing to do with the orcs, it's because you really didn't live up to expectations."
Ishana stood up suddenly and was about to get angry when Voretar secretly tugged at the corner of her clothes.
Lor'themar smiled proudly: "The current situation is not optimistic. Our military rations cannot last for a few days, and we lack weapons and armor. I will take over the command. Do you have any objections?"
Voretar gritted his teeth unwillingly, but had no choice but to ask: "Are the blood elves sure of winning?"
"We in Silvermoon City are different from your Sha'tar." Lor'themar raised his voice: "We are members of the tribe, Thrall will not take action against our allies, not to mention we have Muru to help us."
Muru, a powerful naaru, has the ability to turn the tide of battle.
Upon hearing Muru's name, Voretal's momentum suddenly weakened and he murmured: "If Silvermoon City is confident, I am willing to hand over command."
"That's right." Lor'themar got what he wanted: "As long as we from Silvermoon City take action, we will surely capture Storm Fortress in less than three days."
Ishana wanted to remind her to be careful of the orcs, but she thought that even Thrall would not dare to directly offend the Legion of Light, so she did not say anything.
"Tomorrow morning, I will launch a general attack on Storm Fortress." Lor'themar looked at the Shattrath generals with contempt: "You must not slack off like before. Only by fighting bravely can we achieve the final victory."
Voretal wanted to tell me when I was no longer brave, but unfortunately the form was stronger than the person, so I could only endure it silently.
Ishana was speculating on how Lor'themar could board the Storm Fortress. Silvermoon City's air force was not strong. If Kael'thas' Phoenix was included, the two sides were evenly matched.
Anachronos and the other four people stayed at the hotel in District 52, and the goblins sent them the latest battle reports every day.
According to reports, the coalition forces achieved many great victories and wiped out millions of Kael'thas' subordinates.
Thrall, the great savior, rushed to the front, smashing the ethereal mecha with one punch, tearing apart Kael'thas' phoenix, and kicking the great star warlock Solanlian.
Sargeras, the leader of the Burning Legion, came to help in the battle, but Thrall just glanced at him. Sargeras was so frightened that he retreated without a fight.
There are few truths in goblin newspapers. If you want to know the true battle report, you must get it from the grapevine.
Knowing that the Shattrath City coalition forces suffered a disastrous defeat due to orc interference, Anachronos didn't find it strange and smiled lightly:
"I have seen countless wars in the long history, and I have come to the conclusion that internal strife is more terrifying than external enemies. Prophet Voretal's invitation to the tribe to participate in the war actually laid the shadow of failure for himself."
Durotan greatly admired Thrall: "I was right about Thrall. No wonder he became the savior. This is the truly qualified leader."
Head of State Margok had a similar experience and said with deep sympathy:
"When our Ogre Empire was fighting external battles, my main focus was on balancing the internal situation, and external enemies were secondary. Voretar, he is still too young."
As the bullied leader of the Draenei, Velen looked embarrassed and could only respond in silence.
"It's a pity that the failure of Storm Fortress is doomed. I'm just wondering why Thrall's achievements can't be seen in history about this battle?" Anachronos was very puzzled.
Velen finally found an opportunity and said with joy: "You don't know that something big happened at the end of the war, so much so that you didn't even dare to mention Sal.
Anachronos asked with interest: "What happened?"
Viren shook his head: "I don't know much about the details."
Margok analyzed carefully: "When Silver Moon City goes to battle tomorrow, with Muru's help, it should be a crushing force."
Anachronos nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's witness Kael'thas' failure with our own eyes and figure out the mystery of history."
Storm Keep.
After a night of repairs, Kael'thas and the soldiers had a hearty meal.
Although the coalition's attacks were inexplicably repelled several times, the situation is still not optimistic.
Early the next morning, Kael'thas led his subordinates to set up a formation at the entrance of Storm Fortress.
Below, the blood elves of Silvermoon City lined up neatly, with Lor'themar riding a chocobo completing the review.
Mulu came to the front of the team, and most of the evil spirit in his body was removed by the blood elves. He was in very good condition.
"Storm Fortress, I'm back."
Muru slowly floated into the air, blooming with bright light.
"The Road to Heaven."
A golden light appeared, forming a wide road that extended from the ground to the entrance of Storm Fortress.
Kael'thas was horrified. He didn't expect that Muru's power was so terrifying that he would pave a path and completely eliminate the advantage of Storm Fortress.
"Is this the strength of the Naaru?" Prophet Voretal looked horrified.
Ishana's eyes were full of fear: "No wonder Lor'themar wants to seize the command. It turns out that he has planned it for a long time."
Under the command of Lor'themar, the blood elves embarked on the road to heaven. Because they spanned more than ten kilometers of space at once, the slope was not steep.
The Sha'tar Sky Guard dispatched the Void Ray Knights to provide cover for the coalition forces.
Voretal sent out the elite astrologers, and Ishana put in the last draenei shaman.
Facing an army several times his own, Kael'thas felt a sense of despair in his heart.
Muru's light shines, and the coalition forces are wandering in the holy light, as if they are covered with a layer of golden armor.
The golden torrent slowly approaches the Storm Fortress, and a battle between the two sides is about to begin.
In Wrench Town, Thrall stared at Muru in the sky, his teeth chattering.
"Lor'themar openly demonstrated against me, and with the help of Muru, Silvermoon City looked down upon me. This is forcing me to give up my position as warchief."
Eitrigg said worriedly: "Including Muru, Silvermoon City is stronger than Orgrimmar. Lord Savior, you must make plans in advance."
"Yes, the orcs are facing life and death. How can I let Lor'themar stand on my head and shit? I want to prove to everyone that the blood elves are just a bunch of trash after all." Thrall said fiercely.
Eitrigg was in trouble: "Muru is a member of the Legion of Light. We can't do anything to him. Moreover, he is floating in the air and is very safe."
"Haha!" Thrall laughed treacherously: "There is also strife within the Holy Light Legion. Muru swallowed too many draenei souls, causing dissatisfaction with other Naaru, and many Naaru gave prophecies
, Mulu will surely fall.”
"Prophecy?" Eitrigg looked puzzled.
Thrall gritted his teeth and said: "These prophecies are signals, which means that the Holy Light Legion has given up on Muru. When it comes, Abyss Lord Mannoroth has already given instructions."