Gaiden short story pre-war mobilization

Azeroth, beneath the Icecrown Keep.

"Arthas, you coward, come out to meet me!" Zhao Mian stood in front of the gate of the Ice Crown Fortress, raised his sword and pointed at the Ice Crown, his voice pierced through the heavy fog and resounded through the wilderness, "It's been six years, it's time to let all this have an understanding!"

The Icecrown Fortress was silent, just like the ice and snow that had not melted in thousands of years on the continent of Northrend, and nothing would be revealed except for the extreme cold.

Zhao Mian drove his war horse and ran towards the countless warriors behind him.

"Warriors of the Silver Northern Expeditionary Army, my most loyal warriors! assemble!" the warhorse man under Zhao Mian's crotch stood up, he raised Grosag above his head, and the pure holy light shone at the tip of the sword, "Six years ago, we were caught off guard, and we lost everything we had most preciously, which was our family, friends, and even hope! Tell me, comrades-in-arms, what is the purpose of our here!"

Responses varied, with some shouting "Justice!", others shouting "Kill the Lich King!", and others shouting, "For the Alliance." And "for the sake of the tribe." ”。 However, among these many voices, there was one voice that was so firm, and the loud voice suppressed all the other voices, and that was from the soldiers who participated in the crusade led by Zhao Mian six years ago, they were in unison, without a trace of trembling, as if they were a whole, and at the same time roared out their hearts: "Revenge!"

"Yes, it's revenge!" Zhao Mian shouted loudly, "Let all those and beautiful words go to Xiang!" The only reason we are here is revenge, to let the guy who caused us indelible damage back then taste our anger, taste the raging anger from us living guys!" Zhao Mian stretched out his hand to soothe the somewhat restless war horse under him, and then pressed down with his left hand, making all the warriors quiet.

"My comrades, my friends. We couldn't stop the undead when they first appeared, because we weren't there, when the coward sitting on the Ice Throne committed his greatest crime, because we weren't there, and when Silvermoon City fell, we still didn't stop because we weren't there!" Zhao Mian's tone suddenly raised, and he waved his left hand towards the Icecrown Fortress, "But! We stand under the gates of this coward with hatred and fury, and today is the time for this coward to pay for what he has done! Yes, it is today!"

"Maybe you standing here today won't be able to return to your beautiful hometown, maybe we standing here today won't be able to see the bright sunrise tomorrow, and even our beautiful wives and young children will never see their husbands and fathers again!" Zhao Mian turned his horse and faced the Icecrown Fortress, "But we have no way out, if we don't succeed today, then the whole of Azeroth will be overwhelmed by the undead." At that time, our wives and children, our friends, our parents, will all be prey for the souls of the dead who have no humanity. And we will all become the ghosts of the dead who are gnawing at our wives and children. Truth be told, I don't want any of us to be like that, but we can't run away from it!I hope that after this battle has brought us back in triumph, we can hold our grandson, or even great-grandson, in our old age, and let him sit on our lap and tell them, 'Your grandfather, I killed the Lich King with Zhao Mian of the Silver Hand Knights!'"

"And now, it's time to let that coward taste our full rage!" A pair of light wings behind Zhao Mian quietly opened, and bursts of holy light floated in the air, "Combine Army, attack!"