Rise of the blood elves

The night was already dark, and dark clouds that came from nowhere blocked the moonlight, and the darkness shrouded the hills of Hillsbrad, which was very depressing.

Major Duren stood next to Angmar, watching his soldiers busy in front of him, and said: "Taren Mill is attacked this time, which means that the mountain passes in the Alterac Mountains are no longer safe. Once The Alliance army has withdrawn to Dalaran, and the undead army may pour into Hillsbrad Foothills at any time, and we will be unable to resist it."

Angmar couldn't help but look highly at Major Duren.

In such an era of limited information, except for those big shots, few people can control the entire battlefield situation from a macro level.

He worked hard to make the world aware of the Burning Legion's intentions, and formed a rope to fight against the undead scourge.But what's the price?

The price is that the intensity of the third war has doubled, our own strength is growing, and the enemy has made corresponding strategic arrangements.Millions of undead in the entire Lordaeron region, whether they are regular natural disaster troops or cannon fodder-like resurrected people, are swarming towards Dalaran.

Indeed, as Major Duren said, Hillsbrad Hills, where a large number of Lordaeron remnants gathered, was originally a safe rear area, but was about to be involved in the center of the battle.

Thousands of innocent people may have died as a result. Angmar said it was impossible not to blame himself.

Not only that, the transfer of the Book of Medivh eliminated the enemy's desire to summon Archimonde.In order to open the portal to the Twisting Nether and allow the Burning Legion to descend into this world, the enemy may make many unpredictable moves in the next step.

And all these are not problems that can be easily solved by the so-called prophets.Changing history is indeed not that simple.

"So what's your next move?" Angmar asked.

"We will be ordered to go north and defend the southern passage of the Alterac Mountains to buy time for the evacuation of civilians. It is said that Kul Tiras and the Kingdom of Stormwind will send ships to assist in the evacuation." Major Duren replied.

The undead are attacking, and the territories in the Hillsbrad Hills are evacuating all stranded civilians.

But distant water cannot quench the near thirst, not to mention the time required for the two countries to organize the evacuation of fleets and people, just talk about the mediocre second-line local troops in the Hillsbrad Hills, as well as the temporarily armed territorial private parties. Whether the army can stop the undead is an obvious question.

Angmar glanced at the expressionless Major Duren and did not continue the topic.He knew that this Lordaeron soldier was willing to sacrifice his life to protect his family and country, even if he knew that this was tantamount to death.

"Sir, we have finished counting. 55 people were slightly injured, 9 people were seriously injured, and 3 people died." A soldier came to report.

Major Duren's face was heavy. The soldiers under his command were all elite veterans who had survived nine deaths on the defense line of Holy Light Monastery.With an absolute numerical advantage, there were still so many casualties, which was enough to prove that this group of undead were the elite among the elite.

"Besides, you'd better come and take a look." The soldier pointed not far away.

So Major Duren followed the soldiers to the place where the black-armored undead leader died.After seeing the iconic black armor and the separated head from the corpse, he couldn't help but take a breath.

This undead was the natural disaster commander who commanded the troops to attack the defense line of Holy Light Monastery more than a month ago. During the battle, this powerful undead epic warrior killed Major Duren's most trusted lieutenant and many of his subordinates in name. In fact, But a soldier who is like his brother and sister.

The cruel smile of the black-armored undead is still fresh in the memory of Major Duren, who wants to eat him alive.

He looked at the horrific wounds caused by the spell bombardment of the black-armored undead. The voices and smiles of the war dead flashed in his mind, and a strange melancholy arose in his heart. He turned back with a sigh and looked at Angmar who was looking at him from a distance.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his right arm to touch his chest and solemnly performed a military salute.

Angmar did not stay long to avoid long nights and dreams. Regardless of his injuries, he opened the portal to Quel'Thalas before dawn.

Anweina was still immersed in pain and asked for nothing more than to take away a handful of soil from the place where her "parents" died as a souvenir.

Although they were just two magic puppets, for Anweina, who was shaped and instilled with complete memories from childhood to adulthood, they were her real parents and her most important relatives in the world.

Even if the memories related to the Sunwell were awakened, this understanding has never changed at all.

Who can bear the pain of losing a parent?

People do not want to believe that in the unknown destiny, there will always be inevitable ups and downs caused by their character and way of doing things. They will only regret and blame the painful experiences on the "wrong" choices they have made.As everyone knows, what is supposed to come will always come. No matter how you avoid it, it will always deal a heart-breaking blow in one way or another when you least expect it.

Anweina blamed herself. She felt that if she hadn't begged Angama to stay for a while, her parents would not have sacrificed themselves to protect her.

Angmar "entrusted" Mayor Tucker to find a locket made of mithril. He cast a spell to condense the soil into small crystal clear pieces and put it in. Anweina hung it in a precious place. neck.

Even though Grandpa Fandral Staghelm was not far to the north, Istaria refused to leave Anveena at all.

Angmar told her Anweena's true identity. The night elf girl blinked her big silver eyes, took Anweina's arm, and asked "What's the matter?" without waiting for Angmar's reply. , and walked into the portal together with Anweina.

Angmar clutched the sacred branch found from the black-armored undead leader. When he thought of Anweina's existence, he was afraid that Darkan, who had been thinking about the remaining energy of the Sunwell, had learned that these undead were sent by him to capture Anweina. It belongs to Wei Na, and this matter will cause more troubles in the future, so I can't help but feel heavy in my heart.

Dar'Khan, who once absorbed the energy of the Sunwell, is a powerful enemy who can capture Sylvanas alive and defeat Lor'themar and a group of Farstrider rangers. The threat is not small.

Just as he was about to say goodbye to Major Duren who was seeing him off, he heard dense footsteps behind him.

Looking back, it was the residents of Tarren Mill.

"You are our great hero"

"Thank you, blood elf."

"May the Holy Light bless you forever"

People looked at him with gratitude.

Mayor Tucker was also in the crowd, with a flattering look on his face, rubbing his hands and hesitating to speak.After understanding the whole story of the undead attack, he spread the word about Angmar's feat of leaping over levels to kill the enemy.

Now the townspeople of Tarren Mill have heard that he is a blood elf mage who killed the undead leader who attacked the town at night and caused fires. They regard him as a great hero who protects the town. When they learned that he was leaving, they rushed out spontaneously. Come see me off.

The fire has been extinguished. People have been working all night. Their clothes are dirty and their faces are tired. Some people are carrying their own buckets and holding large basins.

The sky turned slightly white, and the first ray of dawn fell on the earth.

Angmar smiled and nodded to everyone as a farewell, then turned and walked into the portal.

"Please wait, it's in my body." Mayor Tucker hurriedly took two steps forward to save him, but before he could reach Angmar's robe, the portal closed in front of his eyes.