"Uther!" Gavin Rad waved to Uther and trotted all the way to Uther, "We are ready, when will we set off?"
Uther glanced at the soldiers of the First Legion and the Paladins of the Silver Hand who were waiting under the high platform, and said slowly, "Wait a moment. When we are ready, we will naturally be notified to set off."
Gavin Rad looked at the well-trained Lordaeron army, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart, but after this sense of pride, he felt very heavy, "Lordaeron has not been this nervous for more than ten years. Passed by - the last time we summoned a large army was when the orcs attacked Alterac and approached the capital of Lordaeron."
"After more than ten years of cultivation, we have recovered from the sluggish state after the Orc War. The First Legion and the Silver Hand are stronger than before." Uther shook his head invisibly, "Arthas If we still plan to summon a force of this size, I am afraid that the enemy we face will be more terrifying than the orcs."
Gavin Ladd leaned on the railing of the podium and clicked his fingers inadvertently, "That's right. The fate of our generation is really bad. I don't know what kind of threat can make Alsace... So careful.”
"At least he has never let us down. From the moment he entered the Silver Hand," a faint smile appeared on the corner of Uther's mouth, "Sometimes, I really want to know if this guy is Can do anything.”
"Who knows?" Gavin Rad shrugged, "Anyway, whether as a Paladin or a Crown Prince, he is already much better than his peers."
While the two paladins were talking, a light blue portal suddenly rose in the open area of the square. The portal became more solid, and the scene on the other side of the door could already be seen.
Uther and Gavin Rad both straightened their backs, "Here we come."
A tall knight wearing the blue and silver plate armor of the First Legion came out of the portal. He carried a weapon wrapped in cloth on his back. Although the style of the weapon could not be seen, Uther and Gavin Rad felt a clear wave of holy light from a long distance away.
Uther and Gavin Rad walked down the platform, came to the knight, and fist bumped with him to say hello.
"Mograine, long time no see. How was your trip to Ironforge?" Gavin Rad said with a smile.
Mograine also had a smile on his face, "It's great. Your Majesty Magni showed me some real dwarf craftsmanship."
"Then what's on your back?"
Gavin Rad stretched out his hand, wanting to lift off the covering cloth and see the true appearance of the weapon, but was stopped by Mograine.
"Sorry, it's not that I don't want you to touch it, but the holy light of this weapon is a bit too... strong. Even I feel that using it now is a burden."
Mograine's expression became a little helpless, "A few of us may be able to bear it, but those ordinary soldiers may not."
Gavin Rad's eyes widened, "Is it that exaggerated?"
Seeing Mograine nod heavily again, Gavin Rad finally gave up his plan to take a look at the artifact made from that crystal. He turned to ask, "That's fine, we will see each other sooner or later on the battlefield anyway." Arrived."
"I will definitely not let you down," Mograine said confidently, and then he looked at Uther, "When will we set off?"
"Waiting for responses from other kingdoms: the dwarves have already sent troops to follow the first batch of Alliance soldiers to Theramore. Their follow-up support will be a while later than ours, and the same is true for Stormwind City."
"What about Dalaran and Quel'Thalas?"
Uther looked at the sun that was gradually setting in the west. "Dalaran's troops will teleport directly to Theramore and will not join us in Lordaeron before setting off, so we are just waiting for Quel'Thalas' response." .”
Judging from Uther's tone and demeanor, Mograine also knew that the current situation must be that the attitude of Quel'Thalas was unclear, or that the departure time of the troops was delayed.
This made Mograine frown, "Those elves were quite timely when they asked us for reinforcements. Now that we want them to join the alliance's expeditionary force, are they starting to push back and forth?"
Gavin Rad just smiled and didn't say much. The "slowness" of the elves is famous among the top human generals. The reason is very simple. Their councils always treat things that are not in their interests. The agenda is put to the end to resolve.
If Alsace and the royal family of Lordaeron had not contacted Kael'thas and Silvermoon City at the same time this time, I am afraid that when the Alliance's expeditionary force arrived in Kalimdor, the "reinforcements" of the elves would still be in Silvermoon. Waiting at the gate of the city.
Although I don't know what Arthas mentioned to Kael'thas in the letter, it is said that Quel'Thalas directly alerted the Sun King Anastarian, who no longer cares much about political affairs. The king almost immediately bypassed the Silver Moon Council who wanted to sing a different tune and directly mobilized Quel'Thalas' army.
As the sun tilted further and further, the patience of the Lordaeron generals was almost worn out, and there was still no movement in the open space in the square belonging to Quel'Thalas' teleportation position.
Uther's expression remained unchanged, but in his heart he was very disappointed with the performance of Quel'Thalas - couldn't even the Sun King restrain the corrupt councilors of Silvermoon City?
"Tylan Fordring!" Uther shouted loudly after dispersing those thoughts in his mind.
A young general walked through the team, walked up to Uther, and saluted him seriously, "Your Majesty the Lightbringer, the First Legion and the Knights of the Silver Hand are ready and ready to go at any time."
"Notify the mages to open the portal..."
Before Uther finished speaking to Tyran, he saw the portal on the side suddenly light up, and golden leaves floated from the other side of the portal.
"Sorry, everyone, the Farstriders from Quel'Thalas are late."
A clear female voice came out of the portal. Ranger General Sylvanas Windrunner took the lead in walking out of the portal with vigorous steps. Behind her were the ranger troops of Silvermoon City.
The Ranger General saluted in front of the Lightbringer and said loudly, "I'm sorry that I arrived so late. We had some differences in the transmission of the troops, which delayed a lot of time.
The mage troops in Quel'Thalas transferred directly from Dalaran via the teleportation array in Silvermoon City, which would save a considerable amount of mana and time. It took some effort for the ranger troops to activate another teleportation gate. "
The alliance generals nodded. Although the elves were indeed later than scheduled, Sylvanas' arrival was something they did not expect.
They originally thought that the high elves would at most send generals like Lor'themar, and the troops would be just mean, but now the high elves have shown enough sincerity.
At least in the case of the Farstrider Rangers, it can be seen that they have spared no effort to send out all the manpower they can deploy.
After the ranger troops regrouped on the land of Lordaeron, Sylvanas solemnly said, "We are ready and ready to go at any time."
