Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Throughout the morning, Mograine did not send any news back.

This made everyone feel a little uneasy.

After lunch, the soldiers sent out to gather intelligence finally returned and brought nightmarish news...

Mograine and his paladins all disappeared in Tarren Mill, and Tarren Mill has now become a world of the undead.

Conclusion Needless to say...

Kalia's face instantly turned pale when she heard the news: after her family, her only teacher also passed away.

But compared to this, Kael'thas was more worried about reinforcements.

The fall of Tarren Mill almost meant the fall of Hillsbrad Hills, and the Alliance's route to the north had been cut off.

【This road must be opened. 】

He thought so.

But it seems that no one is suitable to go there at this moment.

Needless to say, Kalia, Lord Falstad now not only has to fight, but also helps transport some refugees from the air to the coast, while Kael'thas needs to command the elves.

Um? ...

Why does Kael'thas seem to be the most idle?

There are so many commanders around him who can control elves, and it seems like he doesn't need to take any action.

But Kael'thas still doesn't want to leave this place...

"Salorian, can you go south and help?"

He asked Salori, who was guarding him:

"I will ask Kalia to draw some human soldiers to obey your orders."

The one with the strongest power currently present is Salorian.He is also best suited to help connect human reinforcements.

But Salorian refused without hesitation.

"I'm very sorry. My mission is to protect His Highness, and I can't leave too far."

Lannathel and Liadrin also nodded and stood next to Salorian.

Kael'thas didn't understand that Anastarian wanted to issue such an absolute order, and he felt a headache.

It seemed that he had to go after all.

Kael'thas looked back at the other three.

Solanlian lowered her head slightly, and Alleria and Sylvanas stood side by side.

He first looked at Alleria.

[She is the Queen of the Undead. 】

Medivh's voice suddenly echoed in Kael'thas's heart, making him shudder.

It can't be her...

Kael'thas did not dare to leave Alleria alone.

He turned to look at Sylvanas, and just as he opened his mouth, another voice interrupted him.

"Your Highness, please let me stay here and take command!"

Solanlian stepped forward and bowed in salute.

Kael'thas looked back at her.

"is it okay?"

He was a little worried about Solanlian's strength.

"no problem."

But the Astromancer made it absolutely clear.

Pretty blonde.Solanlian's eyes flashed with light as she firmly expressed her opinion.

Kael'thas agreed.

He found Kalia again and explained the matter.

"No, this is too dangerous."

Mograine's death has hit Kallia, and she will naturally not agree with Kael'thas's rash actions.

"It doesn't matter. There are many people around me to protect me."

Kael'thas pointed at a few powerful elves standing behind him, and then smiled:

"Besides, by the time I arrive at Hillsbrad Foothills, His Majesty Varian and the others should also have arrived. They can defeat the undead from the north and south together."

He told Kalia, and then left under the worried eyes of the human princess.

He held the token mobilized by Alterac in his arms and headed straight to Alterac.

But neither of these two people expected that when they met again, they had already changed.

At this moment, Archimonde of Silverpine Forest finally determined something and started to take steps.

"I waited so long in vain. Do the guardian dragons really have no intention of helping the elves?"

He walked slowly north.Then he sneered:

"If this happens, I will take away the cake."

That being said, Archimonde's speed is actually very slow.

He walked towards Quel'Thalas step by step as if he was taking a walk.

Those evil eyes burning with flames still seemed to be waiting for something.

Ten thousand years ago, the Burning Legion failed because of its arrogance. Ten thousand years later, Archimonde has become much more cautious.

Of course...his caution is far from the compatriot Kil'jaeden who secretly created this situation.

Kil'jaeden and Archimonde were both Sargeras' right-hand men.He has always been known for his resourcefulness, and all the current scenes in this world were created by him.

Whether it's the invasion of orcs or the undead...

But in fact, the current situation is still somewhat beyond Kil'jaeden's expectations.

The original ritual to summon Archimonde should have been destroyed by some high-ranking people in Azeroth. Kil'jaeden needed to use other things to completely fall the northern continent.Only then can we further summon Archimonde.

But unexpectedly, everything went smoothly.Even the countermeasures for the future are useless.

It's as if someone deliberately made the disaster come early to avoid greater losses...

Even the orc race they once enslaved was arranged to another continent.

This situation made both Archimonde and Kil'jaeden a little uneasy.

I don't know who is gathering all the powerful people in another continent to prepare to resist their invasion.

&nbbsp;Even Archimonde is not sure of victory at this moment.

Therefore, he must obtain the Sunwell.

The power of the Sunwell, in addition to making him extremely powerful, also allowed him to summon Kil'jaeden.

The arrival of the two leaders will surely destroy this world, which is weaker than it was ten thousand years ago.

-

Kael'thas reached Alterac and began to urgently gather the remaining troops.

He was standing outside Alterac City on his Chocobo.Waiting for troops to join one after another.

"Your Highness. Are these people okay?"

Sylvanas looked at these panicked humans and asked with a frown.

"It's enough to deal with low-level undead."

Kael'thas replied.

Humans are not high elves, so they cannot have such high demands, not to mention that there seems to be no powerful military unit yet.

There is a slight smell of blood in the air.

Kael'thas looked south, his eyes showing disgust.

Although the senses of high elves are more sensitive than humans, it is still unrealistic to smell the blood of Hillsbrad Foothills below in Alterac...

Unless Hillsbrad has become a living hell...

Only one day.

Thinking of this, Kael'thas was inevitably a little worried.

After waiting for two hours, Kael'thas led the team down the main road.

He didn't have clairvoyance, otherwise he would have noticed it in the remote forest of Alterac.A group of people are running away like crazy.

These people were wearing shabby clothes and running as hard as they could - chasing dozens of undead dripping with rotten flesh behind them.

These undead surrounded the road, making it impossible for these people to enter the town of Alterac and could only run north.

"Quick... run..."

They urged each other, but some still fell behind.

A middle-aged woman can no longer run...

The young man turned around and tried to carry her on his back.But she refused.

"Don't waste your energy...Have you forgotten that Vale died trying to carry his mother on his back!?"

The woman roared like this and pushed the boys forward.

"Protect the children, especially her..."

The woman picked up the stick from the ground, and then said, alluding to the little girl holding the Ashbringer:

"You must give that sword to Her Highness the Princess!"

"Third aunt..."

Some young people cried softly.

"Run, run forward!"

The woman drove the young man away with a wooden stick, then turned around and ran back in embarrassment.

"I can delay some time, but you must not stop..."

she shouted, without any fear of facing death.

The young people grabbed their younger brothers and sisters again and ran forward at a faster speed.

After a while, another undead appeared among the pursuers behind them.

The little girl cried all the way and ran in fear...

Thorns tore her clothes.The flower shoes on the soles of my feet were worn out by stones...

But she still hugged the Ashbringer tightly and ran forward desperately.

Everyone will protect her regardless of sacrifice.

[That is your destined mission...]

When the familiar uncle died, he told the little girl this.

——Her Royal Highness the Princess saved her grandmother, her family, and all the former refugees from the Kingdom of Storm here——

The little girl ran north with the faith of all her relatives and the group of suburban villagers.

-

"How interesting..."

Below Tarren Mill, Arthas took Frostmourne and sat on the skeleton horse heading south.

His blue vision was connected with Ner'zhul's, and he could see the little girl running.

That fear and desperate courage.It pleased him very much.

"Since it's interesting, go and chase her back..."

The broken ice shone with light, and Darkan said from inside:

"It's too late to chase now. That sword restrains us very much and cannot fall into human hands."

Arthas laughed softly.

"What do you say?"

"We have more important tasks now, don't we?"

He then shook his head and said:

"The current task is to make the plague here wider..."

Once again, the Death Knight rejected Dar'Kan's offer.

Although still heading south.But his eyes were fixed on the little girl and...the little red dragon...

Darkan didn't notice this.

But he also fell into silence, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

"Ner'zhul..."

The top of Northrend.In the cold ice prison, Darkan asked aloud:

"Is that Death Knight really under your control?"

The other soul was shaken for a while.

"Yeah, no problem, I can feel his soul."

Ner'zhul answered, then added:

"He will use his cleverness to change his approach a little, but it will not hinder our plan."

The Lich King recognized Arthas' existence.

But Darkan still can't let go...

He felt something was wrong with the death knight, but he was not the direct controller, so he quickly gave up thinking.

Maybe he was overthinking it. RQ