Rise of the blood elves

Angmar stood outside the town, welcoming the arrival of Lord Darius Crowley with Lind.Behind him were a group of mid-level mages and four squadron captains of spellbreakers who stood upright.

Darius has become an ally of the blood elves, and must be treated with the respect he deserves.If the 10,000+ refugees under this person gain a foothold in the Hillsbrad Hills, the influence of the blood elves may not be able to spread to the south to fight against the undead invasion.

A long and scattered dragon was slowly coming towards Amber Mill.Riding on a tall horse in front of the team was a sturdy, one-eyed middle-aged man.His armor was badly damaged, and the knife marks were stained with solidified blood and filth. He had obviously gone through many battles, but his eyes were bright and did not show any signs of fatigue. He looked extremely determined, and his every move had the air of someone who had been in a high position for a long time. Brings a sense of power.

Darius Crowley is the northern lord of the Kingdom of Gilneas and is undoubtedly the highest-ranking noble. His territory is located outside the Greymane Wall, including the origin of the werewolf curse that was later known as "Shadowfang Castle". The vast and prosperous land, including the land, Burnwood Village, and Amber Mill, were all under his rule.

In the official history, after the Greymane Wall was built, he had to retreat into the country. Because his territory was completely isolated and his interests were harmed, and he had political disagreements with King Zeon, he gathered a team to launch the "North Gate Rebellion". He was later suppressed and arrested.

History changed, the gate of the giant wall was closed early, and the undead swarmed in. He had to lead his people to move eastward and flee.

"High Lord." Angmar nodded to him.

"Sir." Linde knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully.

Darius glanced at Ambermere, which was like an ice city, and passed by the blood elves followers behind Angmar, and sighed heavily.

"Even our own people have abandoned us. Unexpectedly, in the end, the blood elves, who have nothing to do with us, extended a helping hand." Darius nodded gently to Angmar, "Thank you for your prince."

Angmar returned the greeting: "The armaments, supplies, and materials have all set sail on the ship and will arrive in the near future. We will help your great lord's people rebuild their homes."

Today, he is increasingly doubting whether this battle will end in victory, and whether the Burning Legion will attack Mount Hyjal again.No matter what, the current layout is for the future.He is ambitious, and so is Prince Kael'thas.

Darius waved his hand, and the haggard soldiers slowly entered Amber Mill to rest.This unit had earlier had to be broken up into pieces to break out. Less than half of them escaped, the seriously injured had died on the way, and almost everyone else was injured.

Fortunately, Angmar brought enough medical supplies this time, and he immediately ordered people to distribute medicines and bandages to help treat the wounded.

The two of them walked side by side towards the town. Angmar couldn't help but take a second look at the little Loli who followed Darius and had a similar face to him.

As expected, she is Lorna Crowley. Ten years later, she will become a heroine of Gilneas. She will join the Gilnean Liberation Front to fight against the Forsaken and is a very important leader.

Lorna was still young at this time, she looked only twelve or thirteen years old, but there was a faint sense of heroic spirit between her eyebrows.Realizing that Angmar was looking at her, she pursed her lips tightly and stared back without showing any signs of weakness.

"Rona, don't be rude," Darius scolded softly.

"No, no, no, I was rude," Angmar felt very amused. He put away his prying eyes and introduced himself solemnly: "Hello, dear lady, I am the third seat of Quel'Thalas. Magister Angmar Morningstar.”

Darius frowned slightly when he heard this, looked at Angmar quietly, and gave him a high look.The reputation of the Magister of Quel'Thalas spread throughout the Eastern Kingdoms, and everyone knew that only the best mages could obtain this title.

According to etiquette, the little loli should return the gift and introduce herself in the same way, but the little loli just snorted and turned away and ignored Angoma.

"This kid doesn't know etiquette, please don't blame him." Darius smiled helplessly.

Unexpectedly, the little Loli was not happy after hearing this, "I am not a child anymore. I killed three undead."

The voice was clear and sweet, and after she finished speaking, she waved her fist angrily.

The two talked for a long time.

Since the terrifying undead army was swarming in, Lord Darius only asked for one night for his soldiers to rest and recuperate.The two decided to set off early the next morning and lead the troops to withdraw to the pass defense line in the northeast.

When talking about the army of resurrectors in Silverpine Forest, there was a hint of heaviness in the high lord's voice.

"The undead are overwhelming, at least tens or millions. Unless tens of thousands of elite soldiers guard the dangerous points, it is impossible to stop them. I know that the terrain of the Northeast Pass, even with our troops, is not enough to stop all these undead. "

Angmar believed this, and the Battle of Quel'Danas is still fresh in their minds.The blood elf troops are the most elite in the entire continent.But no matter how strong they were, how could they possibly defeat the undead that were dozens of times their size? In the end, if Anweina hadn't awakened in time, everyone would have suffered a disaster.

Quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes. Even the rotten resurrected mummies that are not even qualified as cannon fodder and have been buried in the soil for more than ten years will still be terrifying after the number reaches a certain level.

"But it was not the undead that killed us until we were left without armor," Darius paused, his eyes narrowed, "but the beasts in the forest who were as fast as the wind, with fangs and claws. A half-wolf beast."

"They will violently attack all living creatures within the range of their perception, and they are extremely cunning. At first, we thought that with the help of these beasts, we would not have a problem holding on, but one night, they attacked our military camp and killed more than 500 people. My most trusted general, a soldier, was dismembered into a pile of minced meat, leaving only a gnawed, disfigured head."

The one-eyed lord closed his eyes in pain.

"What?" Angmar was surprised.

Has the werewolf curse begun to spread?

The culprit of this major event that rewrote the fate of the Kingdom of Gilneas was a mage from Dalaran: Arugal.He was born in Gilneas, and was ordered by the king to summon the worgen in the Emerald Dream to fight against the undead.In the end, he was unable to control the growing spread, and the curse spread into the country, and most of the citizens were infected and turned into irrational werewolves.

But now the curse should be limited to Shadowfang Castle and Burningwood Village.The people there have been evacuated long ago, and the curse has lost its ground to spread.But it's hard to say whether the Gilneans will suffer disaster in a few years.

Although the Kingdom of Gilneas can also be a potential ally of the blood elves, and Angmar can use the prophets to help them, he is not stupid, and similar historical processes cannot be easily changed.If the werewolves hadn't been blocking the undead outside, the undead would have broken through the Greymane Wall and turned Gilneas into a kingdom of the dead.

At least not yet.

"Then, great lord, have a good rest. We will set off on time tomorrow morning."

After talking for a while, Angmar got up and left. After agreeing on a departure time with Darius, he returned to his residence.

As soon as he closed the broken door, there was a knock on the door.