Rise of the blood elves

Ambermere is located in the mountains southeast of Silverpine Forest. It is the northernmost populated town in Gilneas. It borders the Kingdom of Lordaeron and is a land under the rule of the High Lord Darius Crowley.

The natural resources around the town are very rich, ranging from minerals to timber. However, the area of ​​cultivated land is small, which restricts the development of the town.

However, as a town at the junction of Silverpine Forest, Dalaran Great Plains and Hillsbrad Hills, almost all caravans traveling between these areas will invariably plan their routes to this point, or at least treat this place as the halfway point. Take a break at the transfer station.

The endless flow of caravans brought life to Ambermere, making it a very important commodity distribution center in the northern continent. It is one of the top commercial towns and an important window for trade between the Kingdom of Gilneas and foreign countries.

Until the Scourge arrived.

In order to escape the war, King Genn Greymane of the Kingdom of Gilneas ordered the construction of an epic wall known as the "Greymane Wall".

King Greymane's move was like a strong man cutting off his arms, acting decisively and resolutely.Although it saved most of its people, it also completely cut off contact with the outside world, abandoning former allies such as the Kingdom of Lordaeron and Dalaran.

This is not accurate, because as early as the end of the Second War, the Kingdom of Gilneas, which broke away from the Alliance, no longer considered itself a member of the Alliance of Lordaeron.

Whether seclusion was a wise move can only be left to future generations of historians to comprehensively judge from multiple perspectives.

Greymane Wall isolated the vast land in the southern part of Silverpine Forest, seriously damaging the interests of the great lord Darius Crowley here. King Greymane ordered him to evacuate the people in the territory as soon as possible and escape into the giant wall. Seeking safety within.

Now that the coalition of tribes is being formed, the winds are surging and the clouds are moving in all directions, and the undead are also adjusting their strategies and tactics according to the changes in the situation.

The undead in the entire King City of Lordaeron area and Silverpine Forest are moving south, trying to attack Dalaran from the west, using human sea tactics to consume Dalaran's effective forces and create opportunities for the main force of the natural disaster.

The Kingdom of Gilneas originally expected to completely seal the gate to Greymane Wall in two months.These two months are the time for the northern citizens to evacuate.Now, because the Scourge Legion is coming fiercely and is very likely to attack the giant wall and invade the kingdom, the gate has to be closed in advance, abandoning thousands of people who are still outside the giant wall.

Hundreds of thousands of Gilneans were left isolated and helpless.For them, the only way to escape was to flee eastward to the relative safety of the Hillsbrad Hills.

But under the impact of the boundless sea of ​​the dead, it is still unknown how many people can complete this journey alive.

Lord Darius Crowley has not abandoned his people and fled into the giant wall. He is leading his troops to fight against the undead to buy time for the people to evacuate.Unfortunately, his manpower could not take care of all the refugees, there were too many undead.

The Alliance army also suffered from insufficient strength and was unable to support Lord Darius.

History is like this. The tightly intertwined timeline affects the entire world. Angmar made the world aware of the invasion of the Burning Legion in advance, and also caused negative impacts that were completely unforeseen before.

The most direct manifestation is the Gilneans who are isolated from the giant wall due to the strategic changes of the Scourge.

10,000+ living lives may have suffered a fate far more terrible than death because of Angmar.

Since the coalition of various ethnic groups has not yet been formally established, all current battle plans are temporarily executed by Garithos, the old alliance general who is familiar with the situation in the north.

After the advance support of the blood elves arrived, Garithos sent them to garrison Ambermere.

This is an elite squadron of spellbreakers with around 200 members. It has extraordinary combat capabilities and is led by a captain with high-level elite strength.The battle report sent back by the captain said that after they arrived at Ambermere, they realized that Garithos was completely asking them to die.

The nearest Alliance troops were also on the pass defense line fifty kilometers to the northeast. The Alliance gave up here, but Garithos asked the blood elves to die here.Ambermere has long been turned into a dead city. The Alliance does not care about it, and the army of Lord Darius cannot control it. Only more than 600 self-organized militiamen stand here to protect the refugees fleeing to Dalaran.

The Spellbreaker Squadron was soon attacked by the undead. Although the combined militia repelled the undead, casualties inevitably occurred, with more than 30 people killed.After the battle report was sent back, because it involved racial diplomacy, the matter was of great importance, and it quickly passed into the hands of Prince Kael'thas.

At Angmar's suggestion, the prince immediately informed the All Nations Alliance Summit of Garithos's narrow-mindedness through diplomatic channels and questioned this person's purpose.

History has changed, with the participation of various races, Garithos is no longer the one-man-dominated Grand Marshal of the Alliance.If he continues to act like a bastard who is irresponsible to his race, incompetent for his position, and unjust to his blood elf allies, as in the official history, no one will be able to tolerate his behavior anymore.

The blood elves are no longer the weak race that can be bullied by others.

Angmar persuaded Prince Kael'thas that no matter what, this was a contribution to the fight against the Burning Legion.You can postpone the withdrawal of troops, first evaluate the situation in the southern part of Silverpine Forest, and recommend yourself to Amber Mill to evaluate the feasibility of continuing to increase troops.

In fact, he wanted to take this opportunity to open up a new diplomatic situation for the blood elves, and at the same time let the world see the blood elves' courage to take responsibility.

Lord Darius Crowley of the Kingdom of Gilneas did not return to the country as in the official history. Perhaps he can become the next potential ally of the blood elves.

When Angmar arrived at Ambermere, he saw ruins and ruins.

During his time in Dalaran, he had been to Ambermere many times, and he clearly remembered every street and scenic spot in Ambermere. The delicious roasted whole pig at the "Pig's Knuckle Hotel" is still fresh in his memory.

But now he simply could not combine the impression of Ambermere with the place in front of him, where the dilapidated streets were filled with corpses and where refugees huddled and shivered under the walls.

In the official history, after Lord Darius Crowley withdrew into Greymane Wall, it was taken over by Dalaran.After the destruction of Dalaran, the town remained intact until the Cataclysm, until it was captured by Sylvanas' Forsaken army.

Angmar was walking through the streets, and he could see that a fierce battle had just occurred here. Most of the corpses were undead, and some were recently deceased humans. He also saw a few blood elves inside. corpse.

The poorly equipped human militiamen were piling the corpses together and preparing to set them on fire.Otherwise, within a few hours, these corpses would rise up and attack them.

"I'm going to die, Anna."

In the cold wind, under the corner, a naked human refugee with a bloodless face was saying something to the little girl next to him.

The little girl looked to be only seven or eight years old. She was covered in filth. She was holding the man's left arm that had been bitten by the sharp teeth of the undead. She was sobbing, "Dad, you won't die. You won't die."

"Get some food and let's go." The man tremblingly took out a piece of dry bread from his arms and stuffed it into his daughter's dress.

"No, I won't leave. I want to be with my father."

The man stroked his daughter's muddy blond hair, with a trace of reluctance in his sad eyes.

He suddenly vomited a mouthful of thick blood, and his bloodshot eyes suddenly opened wide.His mouth was wide open, his hands reached out to his daughter involuntarily, and his teeth kept opening and closing, making a "clicking" sound.

"Come on," the man tried his best to control himself, roared in pain, and pushed his daughter away.

The little girl staggered after being pushed, and then cried and threw herself at her father.

Angmar let out a long sigh, and before the man bit the little girl's neck open, he stepped forward, grabbed the little girl's collar, and threw her far behind him.Then he took out the short knife he carried with him and stabbed the man in the head.

The man's body twitched for a moment, and finally his pupils quickly expanded, and he tilted his head and stopped completely.I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but his eyes happened to rest on his daughter.The expression on his face seemed to be relief and satisfaction, but there was no trace of pain.

"Ah" the little girl let out a shrill scream and threw herself on Angmar's back, biting her teeth and clawing at her hands.

Angmar endured the pain and "picked" the little girl off his back as much as possible without hurting her.He cast a spell and made the little girl unconscious. He held her in his arms and continued to search for the blood elves' spellbreaker troops.

When passing by a female human militiaman, Angmar put the girl into her arms.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but there are too many such refugees and children in Amber Mill along the way, and he simply can't help them all.He handed his water bag and food to the militiamen, gently wiped the tears on the little girl's face, and left. I don't know if the child will understand Angmar's actions when he grows up, or will he hate him to the bone. .Perhaps even if she understands, if given the chance, she would not mind stabbing the dagger into Angmar's heart to free herself from the horrific memories that will linger for a lifetime.

Medivh's words before leaving are still ringing in Angmar's ears: "Timeline is never a contradictory combination of either/or, and the whole body is affected by one move. I only hope that you can think clearly before fanning your wings next time." , think carefully about the terrible consequences of your actions."

Angmar couldn't help but sigh again.

After searching for nearly 10 minutes, he found the person he was looking for in the open land west of Amber Mill.

There were undead corpses all over the ground, the rotten soil, diseased pine trees, and the pungent smell of burnt carrion, which made you nauseous.

Spellbreakers wearing light armor carried long curved blades behind their backs and were burning corpses with the militiamen.Reflected by the sky-high flames, the expressions on their faces were solemn.

"Where is your captain?" Angmar asked loudly.

The attention of the spellbreakers was attracted to him, but no one said anything. After a while, a tall and thin spellbreaker with a captain's badge and a bloody face came to him.

The captain looked at Angmar and then behind him. He immediately understood something and said, "There are no reinforcements. Are you here to order us to evacuate?"

Before Angmar could speak, he shook his head and said: "After coming here, my duty has changed from protecting the people of Quel'Thalas to protecting all life, even at the risk of disobeying my life. Only to witness it with your own eyes Only those who have experienced the death of innocent people as undead and soon resurrected as bloodthirsty undead can understand this completely unprovoked transformation. We will not retreat, we will stick to this place together with mankind and buy time for the refugees. You can lift my Military position, but you can’t take me away from here and no one will.”

When he spoke, the Spellbreakers stood behind him and looked at Angmar with cold eyes, hinting that they shared the same hatred and hatred.

Angmar did not retreat from this gaze and said expressionlessly: "I am not a member of the Silver Moon Parliament who only cares about their own interests. We need someone to look at the overall situation and take into account the interests of the race. Naturally, we also need someone to interpret justice and courage. I I am not here to order you to retreat, but to evaluate the war situation. If it is worth increasing troops here, then as long as I give a report, follow-up troops will come in a steady stream. Of course, I personally prefer to increase troops."

The eyes of the lawbreakers lit up, and the captain looked at Angmar suspiciously for a while, as if he wanted to distinguish him from the image of a politician wearing a robe and talking about interests.

"If this is the case, we are happy to cooperate with your work, sir. I am the captain of this squadron, Lias Firewing." The captain's tone was still full of distrust.

"Angmar Morningstar." Angmar nodded towards him as a way of introducing himself.

As a result, all the spellbreakers were stunned. Lias Firewing took a breath, knelt down on one knee in fear, and said repeatedly: "Lord Angmar is actually you. Please forgive me for my disrespect before, I, I"

Angmar scratched his face. He felt that he still underestimated his influence.

Isn’t it just a small thing that makes him famous?

"The undead are attacking again." Just as he was about to call Lias up, a militiaman ran next to him and said breathlessly.

Without any orders, the well-trained spellbreakers immediately took off their long blades from their backs, turned around and made a defensive posture, and formed a defensive formation within ten seconds.

A black line is slowly emerging from the edge of the pine woodland