The 147th Chapter Illidan and the Flame Alliance (3)

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In the 21st year of the Dark Portal of Azeroth, in the summer, the large-scale corps of the Flame Alliance's four-nation coalition finally came to the ruins of Lordaeron. This undead natural disaster that has ravaged the northern continent of the Eastern Kingdom for more than a year is about to be drawn The last full stop is over, and the end of the undead is coming.

Now, here in Tirisfal Glades, outside the royal city of the original Kingdom of Lordaeron that was ruined by the undead, there are nearly 150,000 elite regiments of the Flame Alliance gathered all over the mountains and plains.

They surrounded a large city of Lordaeron, even the Lordaeron Lake to the south of the city, there are a large number of pure-blooded fire eagles, high elf dragon eagle hunters and Eagle's Nest Mountain The Wildhammer dwarven Gryphon Riders are on patrol and closely watching the lake, not giving any chance for the undead and their minions to escape through the waterways.

At this point, except for the necessary troops left behind in the Western Plaguelands and a large number of patrol teams sweeping away the scattered undead in the Tirisfal Forest, almost all the alliance troops have gathered here.

No one wants to miss this important moment today!

Because, the villain who killed his master and father, that death knight Alsace, committed all the crimes he committed against the people of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the kingdom of the high elves of Quel'Thalas, today, the alliance is about to attack Destroy his last lair and hold his Alsace trial!

boom! ! !

A violent explosion sounded, and a huge meteorite composed of lava and flames roared down from the sky, and slammed into the city of Lordaeron fiercely. In a huge explosion, the flames instantly swallowed up a small area. Block area, eliminated a number of undead.

While the army of the Flame Alliance was in the process of Generalissimo Garithos and the officers of other races rushing to coordinate and arrange their formations, Little Anne, who was bored of waiting and had nothing to do, finally couldn't help but take the lead.

"Listen up, the undead inside! You are surrounded, now, come out and surrender and beg for mercy, otherwise, after we break through your city, no one will be left behind!"

After casting a meteorite spell casually, little Annie stood on the back of her pure-blooded Firehawk lord Selia, with one hand on her waist, and the other pointing at the city beyond, pointing at the man standing there. That death knight started to yell loudly.

Her behavior caused the soldiers of the Flame Alliance Army and various bosses to look up at her standing on the back of the fire eagle, wondering what she wanted to say next.

Powers like Shane Knox who know their Majesty the Queen better,

I can only pray secretly in my heart, hoping that she will not talk nonsense about surrendering and not killing, otherwise, it will be difficult for them to end in the future! They have already discussed some of the undead in Lordaeron, and they will shoot and kill some of the heinous beings! No mercy!

"correct!"

Little Annie seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and quickly added another sentence.

"Haha! Actually, whether you surrender or not, we will burn you all! You cannot escape!"

Little Annie was extremely proud, and it didn't feel good to bully others with a lot of scumbags! Fortunately, she had listened to Tibbers' words and summoned Shane Knox's subordinates, so that she could enjoy this dangerous world comfortably until now.

As everyone knows, her irresponsible and thoughtless words made the big bosses of the three clans below who were expecting what she would say stretched out their hands to their foreheads, turned their heads and walked away with black lines all over their heads, and continued. Each went to his own business.

have to! Now it's all right, their Flame Queen, His Majesty Anne, the cute Lord of the Flame Alliance, has successfully prepared a desperate resistance for the undead in the city, and mobilized before the battle, which is really beautiful!

"snort!"

From Lordaeron in the distance, a cold snort sounded.

On the filthy city wall that is still usable in the royal city of Lordaeron, Arthas, Kel'Thuzad, and Tichondrius, who quickly surrendered to the death knight after learning of Archimonde's death, were standing on the city wall Here, frowning, frightened, or doubtful, they glanced at the four-nation coalition forces of the Flame Alliance forming formation in the distance of the city.

Up to now, the three of them actually know that the king's capital of Lordaeron is definitely untenable.

Although before, Alsace, who returned to Lordaeron after learning that the Flame Alliance had invaded the Western Plaguelands, ordered the undead to retreat back into the city of Lordaeron. Now, here, there are also nearly 300,000 undead Scourge Legions gathered!

It's a pity that they all know that most of the elite of the undead are still left in Kalimdor, and now the rabble in the city, with skeletons, if they really want to compare with the elite troops of the Flame Alliance outside, It seems that it can only be a gift of the head.

Look at the hundreds of huge lava giants shaking their heads in front of the two wings of the huge army formation of the opponent. Once the enemy starts to order to attack the city, maybe, just with their huge stone men, they can almost smash the city wall of Lordaeron right? After all, the height of the city wall under their feet is barely as high as their knees or waists...

Not to mention that there are a large number of Firehawk troops in the sky above the opponent, and an unknown number of dwarven heavy artillery battalions in the middle of the army formation.

At that time, the enemy only needs the Firehawk troops to set fire from the sky, the dwarves bombarded with heavy artillery, and then the enemy army rushed over behind the lava giants. There is no need to fight this battle anymore. For the undead, the situation has long been There is no chance of winning!

"Kel'Thuzad, how is your teleportation circle prepared?"

Alsace, who had long held back and prepared to escape, never thought of defending Lordaeron!

He had seen the situation clearly a long time ago. Ever since she learned that the Flame Alliance had begun to attack the Western Plaguelands in an all-round way, she knew that the Lordaeron continent would definitely not be able to stay. Therefore, he ordered Kel'Thuzad to prepare a large fixed portal in the underground of Lordaeron.

He is only going to resist here for a while, and to see the general strength of the Flame Alliance. If the opportunity is not good, he will directly use the prepared portal to teleport to the Northrend continent, where is the base camp of the undead natural disaster. And the master of their undead Scourge, the Lich King Ner'zhul is there.

"Honorable His Majesty Alsace, as long as you order, we can leave here at any time."

This large fixed portal was purposely placed deep underground in Lordaeron by Kel'Thuzad. Not only will it not be destroyed and discovered by the coalition forces, but it is also very secretive!

But now, all the energy, coordinates, and magic gemstones needed to open the portal have been prepared. As long as His Majesty King Alsace needs it, Kel'Thuzad can activate it at any time.

"You did very well!"

Regarding Kel'Thuzad's reply, Arthas nodded in satisfaction. This is one of the few pieces of good news right now.

It's really good to have a mage under his command. Whether it's from Kalimdor or from here to Northrend, it's so convenient to have a mage who is proficient in teleportation spells to help! Look, even though they are now besieged by the enemy in an isolated city, as long as he, Alsace, is willing, they can be ready to run away at any time.

Although, in the past, Alsace had always dismissed such cowardly skills! But now it seems that his previous views were too extreme and one-sided. This kind of teleportation spell is quite useful sometimes, especially when he needs them.

When the three of Alsace were observing the flame alliance army formation outside the city, all the big men in the alliance army on the opposite side also saw the death knight Alsace on the top of the city.

So, after a commotion, Queen Sylvanas Windrunner of the High Elf Kingdom, riding a tall and beautiful white chocobo, galloped quickly to the front of the army formation alone.

"Alsace!!"

"You executioner! Butcher! You must not have thought that we would meet again so soon!"

Riding a beautiful chocobo, a mount unique to Quel'Thalas, Cirvanas was sternly cursing at Arthas on the top of the wall.

"And now, today, we, Quel'Thalas, have finally come to take revenge on you! Today, your end has come, are you ready to accept the justice of our Flame Alliance?"

She should have asked the mage to cast a loud voice spell on her, so whether it is the undead in the city or the coalition forces outside the city, it seems that no matter how far away, everyone can clearly hear her crisp voice. sound.

Actually, even Cirvanas didn't expect that the moment of revenge that the high elves dreamed of would come so fast and so suddenly!

In less than a year, the high elves have already faced Alsace again. During the days when Quel'Thalas was destroyed, she imagined the scene in front of her all the time!

At present, the situation of both sides has been completely reversed. Last time, it was their high elves who were besieged by the undead natural disaster and were exhausted; but now, it is their four-nation army of the Flame Alliance, besieging the death knights who are trapped in Lordaeron. The changes in this world should not be too fast, too sudden!

In the dead of night, every time I think of the elves, her people, who died tragically under the claws of the undead, or were trapped in the destruction of the Sunwell and went crazy, as a queen, she often tosses and turns, night and day. Can't sleep... And now, everything will be relieved! Just today, this butcher, this Alsace, he will face his final fate!

"Hehehe... Who am I? So it's you elves with sharp ears. It's a pity that I couldn't kill all of you back then."

Alsace sneered at the beautiful figure riding on the white chocobo, of course he recognized this female elf, and she was unforgettable!

At that time, just when he was about to cut her off the horse, she actually summoned a terrifying little demigod girl, and then...the other party not only burned his beloved horse Invincible with a fire, but also directly used strange The weapons he used to blow up his hundreds of thousands of elite troops... Every time he thinks about this incident, it can make Alsace feel a dull pain in his heart.

It seemed that all the setbacks he encountered in Alsace started after this damned elf with long ears summoned that damned little girl!

"Let me think about it, back then, how many long ears did I kill of you?"

"Is it 300,000? Or 400,000? Ah... I'm really sorry, it's too much, I can't remember clearly."

Alsace sneered, looked down at the female elf in the distance, and laughed at her in a sinister tone.

"Or, you can try, go back and count your long ears that are still alive? Then, you can know how many I killed at that time. What do you think of my suggestion?"

Although he was ready to run away, Alsace didn't intend to give in. Now is the time to taunt each other, and there is nothing to lose in the talk mode, so how could he be afraid of this elf? He is absolutely not cowardly about this!

"Bastard! You can continue to be rampant! When this city is captured, I will personally tie you to the stone pillar, and then ignite the soul-devouring flames that will completely burn you!"

Gritting her teeth and looking at that despicable figure on the top of the wall, after her towering chest heaved violently several times, Cirvanas took several deep breaths, barely suppressing her soaring anger.

Anyway, this death knight, he probably won't be around for long, she plans to endure it, now that the alliance's legions are almost lined up, she just needs to endure it...

"Hehe... I think you will be very disappointed then, and I will definitely not let you get what you want."

Alsace replied without hesitation, and watched as the other party suppressed his anger and turned the reins, letting the white chocobo under his seat lead her back to the army formation.

"..."

Anyway, he definitely can't beat the opponent now. Just when Alsace was about to continue to taunt the enemy and try to make a point of talking cheaply, he found that the opponent's army was slowly riding out again. Several knights.

Those knights, Alsace said that he was very familiar with them. Looking at the decorations and the huge white warhammers or golden weapons on their backs, he knew that they must be the saints of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Knights! Among them, there are several familiar figures, but he couldn't be more familiar with them!

Among the group of people who came out, there are the father and daughter of the former Great General of the Lordaeron Kingdom, Saidan Dathrohan, the commander of the Silver Hand, Mograine and his son, oh... and Ty Lan Fording?

Oh, sure enough, it seems that they have rescued the remnants of the guy who was huddled in Hearthglen. The remnants of the Silver Hand's defeated soldiers finally got together at once. They, are they going to fight together?

Wait... Who's that hooded knight in the middle of them?

When Arthas was about to taunt these remnants of the Silver Hand, he saw a strange human being surrounded by them, and, judging by the figure, it seemed that the other person was a woman? There is still a faint amount of holy light energy on the opponent's body. Is he an apprentice priest?

Alsace had a bad premonition in his heart, as if...he seemed to have forgotten something.

He was thinking, is there any important figure that deserves such careful protection by a group of big figures from the upper echelons of the original Lordaeron Kingdom?

Are they guarding against themselves? Ah! madness!

He, Alsace, wouldn't be so stupid as to jump down to the city, so why should he be so guarded against him? How could he be so stupid as to jump down and fight this bunch of powerful paladins? That's just asking for death!

"Okay, Her Majesty Queen Kalia of Lordaeron, I have cast a loudspeaker spell for you. Now, you can talk to the other party. I will pay attention to casting an anti-magic shield on you at any time."

After a high-level elf high-level mage who followed them casted a spell properly, he nodded towards Kalia, and at the same time was ready to put a shield on the opponent to guard against any possible magical attacks.

After all, the Queen of Lordaeron didn't have the slightest ability to protect herself. It would still be a big risk for her to come out to the front of the battle and talk to the evil and powerful undead knight.

Even though she already has a large group of powerful paladins around her, in order to prevent the undead above the city from jumping over the wall and casting some weird magic on Queen Kalia, he was ordered to come out here for This human queen provides the necessary magic assistance, as for the rest, it can only rely on the paladins and priests of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

"Alsace..."

When the paladins on the side and in front took up their weapons and expressed their readiness, Kalia stepped forward slightly, under the protection of Dathrohan holding the warhammer and Mograine holding the Ashbringer , she gently took off the hood that concealed her face, and just rode on the back of the docile mare, raised her head, and looked sadly at the top of the city. figure.

Before that, although she had thousands of words to say, but when things came to an end, she finally just yelled out a call like a whisper from her mouth...

"It's you? Why aren't you dead yet!"

Didn't those bastards who cursed the religion say that they had killed her? Then how could she still be here?

The bad premonition that Alsace originally had in his heart really came true!

When he saw clearly the appearance of the woman hidden behind the hood, he even took a small step back in shock.

Now, since he has not completely merged with Ner'zhul the Lich King and still has a lot of humanity left, the person who is most ashamed is probably his father Terenas Menethil, because he is ashamed of him expectations, and personally beheaded him...

At the same time, the person he, Alsace, was most unwilling to confront was his, the woman he thought had died and turned into ashes before, his sister Calia Menethil.

...

Alsace and Kalia looked at each other silently from a distance, one of them had sinister and ferocious eyes, while the other was calm and sad.

"Arthas...my brother...you know?"

After the two sides looked at each other for a while and saw each other's situation clearly, Kalia began to speak softly.

Although her voice was very small and soft, under the blessing of that high elf's magic, it seemed that the whole battlefield could hear what she said, as if she was whispering in everyone's ears.

"Do you know? On the day of your triumphant return from Northrend... I regret not being able to go to the street to greet you in person, because they do not allow me, the princess of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, to go to the street...; and on your When I entered the palace and reported on my duties with my father, I still couldn't go, because my status is not suitable to appear on such a serious occasion..."

Kalia didn't come up to question or abuse like Cirvanas.

Although, before this time, she was disappointed and distressed by his younger brother's behavior to the point that it broke her heart. Just yesterday, she had imagined more than once, when she saw him, what would she do? Such vicious language to scold him, to question him...

However, when the matter came to an end, when she saw the other party's appearance, she suddenly softened her heart for some reason, and could no longer speak the various vicious words that she had prepared long ago.

"Do you know...At that time, I listened to the melodious and loud bell, and imagined the scene when you entered the city triumphantly with flowers...I wish I could run to the gate of the palace to see you... ..."

It seemed that the bell was ringing in Kalia's ears again.

She still remembered what her kind father said to him at that time: Child, when you were born, the forest of Lordaeron softly called out your name, Arthas...

One day, my life will come to an end, and you will be crowned king...

But... at the end... why did it become like this?

Kalia didn't look at the younger brother whose face was already getting tangled up on the top of the wall, but began to lower her head and remember.

"However, because of etiquette, I can't do that... So, I have been waiting for you in the back garden, hoping to wait for you to come back and tell me that you defeated the undead in Northrend glorious deeds..."

"Then, our family can happily have dinner in the restaurant as before... It seems that we haven't had dinner together as a family for a long time..."

Clap... It seems that there is a sound of something dripping.

"Do you know? At that time... I always thought that my younger brother must be a great hero... and I, this useless princess of Lordaeron, can only stay in the back garden of the palace and barely give you Weave a wreath that belongs to a hero..."

"Do you know? Later... those guards who rushed in, when they said bad things about you, I actually didn't believe it..."

Kalia finally raised her head slowly. Tears had already flowed down her face, and she just let them slide down her round chin like crystal pearls, dripping onto the dark and dirty land that had been polluted by the plague. superior.

"My brother is a great hero! He just came back from Northrend triumphantly... How could he be a villain who slaughtered the people and brutally killed his father? Do you know? At that time, I really couldn't believe it ..."

Tears had completely flooded Kalia's eyes, and she could no longer see clearly the figure in the blue-black hideous armor on the top of the city, and he had begun to become blurred in her sight.

"My brother, my Alsace is a great hero...how could he do such a terrible thing?"

"But... until I saw you stepping into the gate of the garden with my own eyes, until I saw the blood stained on your long sword, I didn't know that... what the guard commander said... was all true... "

Tears had flowed into Kalia's mouth, she was already familiar with this, it was a salty and bitter taste...

"Alsace...brother...do you know?"

"When the brave guards hid me, and they rushed out of the cabin to attract the attention of the monsters, I stayed in that narrow wooden cabinet and cried for a long time... At that time, I even felt , if you just die like that, how good it would be... then you don't have to think about anything..."

"Enough! Stop talking!"

Alsace snorted impatiently, and roughly planned what the other party said.

I don't know why, even though his titular sister below, that Calia, even though she didn't scold him any harsh words, let alone blame him, but for some reason, he Alsace always felt that he was already cold My heart actually started to ache.

In fact, he would rather that the other party is scolding and cursing himself now, rather than saying these inexplicable things to him! He doesn't want to hear this!

"That's right... yes, now, what's the use of talking about it?"

Sighing softly, Kalia paused for a long time, barely stopped the tears, then raised her head, and continued to look at the person in the distance through her already wet eyelashes, in the past... He is her most beloved brother.

"I forgot to tell you, not long ago, I became the Queen of the Kingdom of New Lordaeron."

As if two acquaintances were chatting about family matters, Kalia continued to speak some seemingly irrelevant words.

"Oh? Really, then I want to congratulate you!"

Arthas continued to snort coldly, still looking at the so-called Queen of Lordaeron with such a blank expression.

"However, I don't really want to be this queen... They forced me to do this... If everything can be saved, I would rather use everything I have now to return to the old days... "

"At that time, our family happily snuggled together, frolicking on the balcony of the palace castle, watching the sunset in the distance... That big lake reflected the beautiful sunshine... At that time, I You are still an ordinary princess, and you are the future king of Lordaeron..."

Kalia remembered when she was a child, at that time, their family often played together on the balcony like that.

While playing, she was waiting for the beautiful scenery of the sunset. At that time, her younger brother Alsace was still a good boy, and their father, the king, hadn't aged yet... That kind of red sunshine was captured by Lordan After the reflection of Mill Lake, it is really beautiful...

"Enough! It's over!"

Arthas waved Frostmourne arrogantly, causing the paladins below to become nervous as if they were facing an enemy, for fear that the other party would suddenly lose their minds and jump down to strike their queen with a sword.

"Actually, you don't know anything! You only know how to cry, what's the use of that?"

"I tell you: I tried! I tried! I tried my best! However, I still couldn't save my people! I couldn't save my country either! I was even abandoned by the Holy Light! "

"At that time, under the threat of those powerful enemies, I could do nothing! Therefore, I only succumbed to a more powerful force, let this country, let it fall into the eternal darkness with me, this is The best choice! Only in this way will Lordaeron be reborn!"

Can this be his own fault? cannot! His original intention was good, but unfortunately, the strength of the enemy was beyond his imagination. For this, he must use any means!

"..."

Kalia was a little surprised and stared blankly at the hysterical knight on the top of the city in the distance, from which she seemed to see a shadow of her brother.

"Suddenly I don't blame you, Arthas..."

"My little brother, I suddenly understood... In fact, no one needs you to save. The one you really need to save should be yourself..."

I don't know why, Kalia suddenly understood, she saw her brother clearly, saw his heart, he is actually a pitiful person... She suddenly let go of everything she had for him hate.

Now, nothing matters anymore.

"Shut up! Let me tell you, I'm fine now, and I don't need you to pretend to be pitiful! Now, let's talk with swords!"

For some reason, Alsace always felt that his heart began to ache violently, becoming more and more intense and uncomfortable! He hated this feeling very much, so he decided to dig it out as soon as he had the chance after he went to the Northrend continent!

"Enough! Your Majesty, let's go! It's dangerous here now, he's gone completely crazy!"

When Kalia was about to say something, Grand Marshal Garithos, who had always been sullen, rode forward, reached out and grabbed the reins of Kalia's mount, and let the other paladins guard her , Slowly retreated to the main formation of the coalition forces.

Now, the aura emanating from that Alsace at the top of the city is very dangerous, he won't let the Queen stay in the front any longer, it's better to quickly retreat to the back of the formation.

Moreover, he had just started to give orders, and the commanders of various clans had already begun to coordinate the battle steps. A world-shattering siege battle was about to start soon.

...

Near the King City of Lordaeron in the north, when the Undead Scourge and the Flame Alliance were about to start a battle that would determine the fate of both parties, at the ruins of Dalaran, which was only separated from Lordaeron by Lake Lordaeron, Erie After Dan and Vashj cleaned up the scattered undead in an area, they began to prepare for their ceremony.

"Master Illidan, why do you have to cross the sea to cast spells here? Isn't it good to go directly to the Broken Isles? Anyway, under our offensive, Maiev can only defend her. of."

Vashj was puzzled by the fact that Illidan traveled thousands of miles to Dalaran to prepare for the ceremony. Although that Maiev miraculously managed to escape with his life under the collapse.

However, there are not many of her men left, they have been besieged by their naga and murlocs and fled in embarrassment. So, wouldn't it be good to cast spells directly on the Broken Isles? Why do you have to travel so far across the sea to come to the ruins of Dalaran in the Eastern Kingdoms?

"Because, here are the remnants of Archimonde's spell when he destroyed Dalaran, which can provide some reference for my ritual of destroying the Icecrown Glacier."

To put it bluntly, Illidan wanted to learn a little bit of the spell that Archimonde used when he destroyed Dalaran, which was what Kil'jaeden told him before. When he came here, he was really inspired a lot. As for whether Kil'jaeden still has any conspiracy, he is not clear for the time being.

"Is that so? It's just that... my murlocs just came to report. They are in the north, on the other side of this big lake. There is a group of powerful coalition forces composed of humans and flame creatures. They are besieging a big city of undead. It's very intense, if we hold the ceremony here now, will it alarm them?"

After all, the two places are too close to each other, and Vashj is a little worried that the ceremony held by himself and Illidan will alarm the powerful troops in the north. Once they cross the Great Lake indiscriminately and go down, the Naga under her will And the murlocs were overwhelmed.

The fierce battle between the two sides at least hundreds of thousands of troops, Vaschi is a little scared thinking about it, they don't have many people here now. Although the Naga have dominated the seabed for many years, they have never encountered a battle as large as that in the north.

Fire element? Humanity? Siege of the undead?

Illidan is very strange, are all the countries on this continent so powerful? Kalimdor is probably still cleaning up those undead and demons, right? On their side, they even started to attack the city of the undead?

"Forget it! Don't worry about them! Let's try to find a hidden place first, hoping to complete the ceremony before they react."

As long as the ceremony is completed, Illidan immediately packed up and left.

He believed that the troops in the north would not cross the Great Lake to embarrass him. After all, he was not an enemy of the other party, but to help them destroy the lair of the undead, and destroy the Lich King Ner'zhul of Icecrown Glacier.

"As you wish, my lord, I will give orders now."

Now that Illidan has made up his mind, Vashj doesn't want to say anything more.

Moreover, Vaschi feels that they really need to speed up, because it is said that the watchman named Maiev has already sent out a messenger, and she does not know when she and her helpers will come after her. So far, so if you act quickly, you can never go wrong.