When Zuluhed, the warchief of the Dragonmaw clan, surrendered to the might of the black dragon king Neltharion, the troubled home of Grim Batol was destined to no longer belong to the Wildhammer dwarves.
Faced with the increasing pressure of the Horde orcs and ogres, the Wildhammer dwarves who clung to Grim Batol finally found themselves alone and helpless. Falstad finally convinced most of the lords, and the stubborn Wildhammer dwarves finally made up their minds to migrate to the Aerie Mountains in the Hinterlands in the north.
And Nekros Skullcrusher, Zuluhid's confidant and the person personally chosen by the fallen Earth Guardian Neltharion, completed the epic mission with the strategy and power of the Black Dragon King. feat.
Using the artifact Demon Soul, Nekros Skullcrusher enslaved the Queen of all red dragons and one of the five Aspect Dragons, the Life-Binder, Alexstrasza.
Alexstrasza, the dragon who protects life, the beautiful and powerful queen. In order to imprison the Red Dragon Queen in Grim Batol, which was abandoned by the Wildhammer dwarves, Nekros Skullcrusher even ordered the city gates to be dismantled before transporting Alexstrasza to the interior of the castle.
"Neltharion, your madness will eventually destroy you. It's not too late to turn back now." Alexstrasza, who was bound by the Demon Soul, looked at Neltharion in human form and couldn't help but let out a wave of anger and anger. A cry of regret.
"Crazy? No, I have never been so sane, Alexstrasza. If you lower your head and listen to the truth of the world, you will understand my anger and pain." Although Neltharion maintains the form of an orc, he possesses the highest In the manner of a human aristocrat, he gracefully bowed to his old friend.
"Damn it, you were actually brainwashed by your own prisoner. You have gone completely crazy!" Alexstrasza smelled the breath of the ancient god from the complacent Neltharion.
"I shouldn't have indulged you in the first place, Neltharion. It was my biggest mistake to prevent Malygos from taking revenge on you. You have been completely enslaved by those disgusting tentacle monsters and big eyes!" The Red Dragon Queen understood the truth. He was filled with grief and anger, but his body was suppressed by the Demon Soul and could not move. The mere exchange of words made Alexstrasza exhausted.
"No, no, no, I don't trust the ancient gods, but sometimes the enemy's words make sense. Only by observing the world from different angles can we see ourselves clearly. Titans, ancient people, and even our giants What is the meaning of the existence of the dragon itself? After witnessing the degeneration of the creator Sargeras, I felt confused. After thinking about it, I began to reflect on the meaning of life, and you are part of my great practice. Welcome Join this great plan, it belongs to me, Neltharion." The Black Dragon King's etiquette was impeccable, but the madness in his words frightened Alexstrasza.
"You will not succeed, Nozdormu will stop you!" the Red Dragon Queen threatened.
"I'm looking forward to it." Neltharion finished speaking and turned to leave.
In Lordaeron, which is across the sea from the wetlands, Anduin Lothar is standing in a command tent in the south of Lordaeron, which is not far from Southsea Town where the refugees from the Kingdom of Stormwind first landed. The reason why Lothar chose to station here is because this place is in the center and can quickly be reached by ship to any corner of the continent of Lordaeron. Some Alliance troops are outside for planned training and rest. He, the kings of Lordaeron and several of his selected lieutenants gathered at a table and stared at a map placed on it. Lothar chose Uther as his liaison with the Silver Hand and the Church. Khadgar served as his liaison with the mages and his most objective advisor, Proudmoore ran the navy, and young Turalyon was named second in command. This young man left a deep impression on both him and Khadgar. Although he still treated Lothar as some kind of legend, his intelligence, loyalty and diligence were all displayed, and Lothar was sure that this young man would be a great success. He was growing up quickly, and besides, he couldn't think of anyone else who could be qualified to serve as his deputy. Turayan was obviously not used to shouldering such a heavy responsibility. Lothar had reminded him more than once not to poke at the map absentmindedly, at least not with a knife. The Wildhammer dwarves heading north brought the latest developments of the Horde, and the navy of Kul Tiras brought disturbing news - the pirates who were greedy for money may have been bribed by the Horde.
For the past month, Alliance leaders have been discussing the same thing - which way the Horde is most likely to come, where they may attack and how to move Alliance troops to the area as quickly as possible. Just as Genn Greymane repeatedly emphasized that the Alliance's troops should be deployed to the border of Gilneas - because he believed that the Horde would appear there first, a soldier hurriedly walked into the command post. After bowing to everyone present, the soldier said: "They are coming!"
"Who is here, soldier, take a breath and tell us clearly." Lothar frowned. He tried hard to read something from the sentry's panic expression. No matter what, at least he didn't panic, which made Lothar take a breath and try to calm his violently beating heart.
Not being afraid means it won't be a tribe.
There was some fear on the sentry's face, but it was also mixed with respect and even awe. Lothar had never seen an expression with such rich connotations.
"It's an elf, sir," the sentry almost shouted. "The elves are here."
Carlos, who was dozing aside, suddenly became energetic and finally waited for this scene.
"Elf?" Anduin Lothar stared blankly at the sentry, then he turned around and scanned the kings present with a solemn gaze. While he was guessing, one of the kings coughed and looked very guilty.
"We need allies," Terenas explained. "The elves are a powerful race, I think we'd better contact them as soon as possible."
"Without consulting me?" Lothar looked very angry. "What if they send in all their troops and then suddenly declare that we must take command from them? Even if they take command from us, what if the hordes arrive while we are integrating them into our forces? You shouldn't do anything to your The army commander concealed this information. This is likely to bring disaster to us, at least the vast majority of us will be sacrificed." Lothar was very angry. He commanded the army to fight. What he feared most was losing control of the army. .
"You are right." Terenas apologized sincerely to everyone present. The more powerful a person is, the more hesitant to admit his mistakes, but Terenas is willing to take responsibility for any of his actions, whether good or bad.
This made Carlos couldn't help but improve his evaluation of Arthas' father. Regardless of whether Terenas had selfish motives when dealing with the Barov family in history, the King of Lordaeron at this moment is a charming person. Point man.
"I really should discuss it with you first. I just feel that time is very tight...but this is not a reason. This kind of thing will never happen again." Terenas promised
Lothar took two deep breaths to calm down, then nodded.
"Let's go see what the elves are like." Lothar took the lead out of the tent, and the others followed him closely.
When Lothar walked out of the tent, there were people in front of him, and soldiers belonging to the Alliance filled the end of the field of vision. For a moment, Lothar felt a sense of pride and confidence. How could anyone or anything be able to resist such a powerful army? But then he recalled the scene of the tribe's bloodbath in the Kingdom of Stormwind, which was an unstoppable green sea.
Anduin Lothar quickly calmed down. At least, this alliance army is several times stronger than the Stormwind Kingdom's army. One hundred thousand men are ready to defend their country.
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