6.

"I see, Lady Aurelia. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info King Varian, you give orders!"

Of course, Aurelia was the oldest of the people present, but the number of High Elves was too small, so she preferred Muradine Copperbeard to be the temporary commander.

Muradine Copperbeard understood what Aurelia meant, but he thought there was a better candidate than himself.

Varian Wrynn, King of Stormwind and a friend of Arthas, now has a quarter of his army from Stormwind, so it was only fitting that he would give the order to retreat.

"Okay, I'll ...... Paul, you go and tell the whole army to retreat, Gianna, please release the spell and inform the Knights of the Silver Hand and Prince Danas that the battle here is over, and let them retreat according to the plan. ”

Varian Wryon nodded, put away his saber, shook the spear in his hand slightly, and gave orders.

Six years later, although his personality has not changed much, Varian Ureon has long since learned patience and composure, and in Arthas's absence, he is more than capable of being a coalition commander.

"I see, Your Majesty King Varian!"

Gianna nodded nervously, then closed her eyes and began to prepare her spell - before the battle began, the various parts of the coalition had agreed that if Arthas's side succeeded in destroying the fortress here, Gianna would use her spell to create some movement in the air to remind the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Riptide Militia to retreat.

"By the way, you guys come with me and burn all these wooden fences, burn them!"

Muradin Copperbeard has not forgotten the ultimate goal of this battle, killing these monsters with bear heads in the fortress is not over, setting fire to this fortress and pulling out one of the "front teeth" of Zuaman City, this battle can be said to be a perfect end.

As the flames rose in the southwest corner, Kardala and Zujin stood silently on the walls of Zuaman.

"This is your four-god enchantment?Okay, now that you've become a three-legged cat, what are you going to do to block the human attack?"

Zu Jin said with a sneer, but listening to his tone, it seemed as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Without the giant bear Nalorak, although the Four Gods Barrier still exists, its strength is already on the verge of collapse, and even the attack of Alekstassa, the Oath of Lifebinder, may not be able to withstand it. ”

Caldara shook her head and sighed.

"In that case, why didn't we just ...... I mean, why not help ......."

Malagos said hesitantly.

In front of Zujin and Caldara, there was no room for Malagos to intervene, but he was really curious about it.

When the fortress in the southwest corner was attacked, the troll warriors quickly spread the word to Zujin's altar, and Caldara was there at the time, and they all knew about it.

However, Caldara didn't send reinforcements - Malagos knew that it was a bit reluctant to rope into the fortress from the city walls, but it wasn't completely pointless, was it?

"You don't understand, Malagos...... My previous plan was based entirely on the four gods' enchantment being able to contain the Lifebinders and another god in the human camp...... But now, if none of the Narorac in the Four Gods Barrier is a match for that god, what can we mortals do?"

Caldara sighed, his faith seemingly reduced to ashes in the battle he had just had.

"So ...... now"

Malagos asked cautiously, and from Caldara's tone he could hear a taste of decadence - could it be that this teacher of his own had lost any hope of the victory of the Amani Empire? This is not a good thing, both for Zujin and for Malagos himself.

"Give up, Zujin, give up Zuaman, follow me to the island of Zandalara, where you and your people are at least safe. If you don't want to stay there, you can go to the western continent, anyway...... Don't be the enemy of this group of humans. ”

Kardara persuaded Zujindo.

"Give up?"

As soon as Caldara said this, Malagos knew that something was wrong—and sure enough, a sneer erupted from Zugin's mouth, and then he turned and looked at the Zandalar messenger in front of him with disdain.

"My ancestors, tens of thousands of years ago, were the masters of this jungle. The last time the land was torn apart, and the Amani trolls never left Zuaman. ”

"Now, those human cowards have enlisted dragons for their support and want to take over my jungle...... And you even persuaded me to give up resistance? Caldara, if it weren't for the respect for Zur, but with this sentence, I would have unscrewed your head and fed it to the bobcats. ”

Zu Jin's face showed a rare serious expression, and he said word by word.

"But...... Know that you are not facing the same enemies that your ancestors faced...... Those were two gods. I don't know how hard Nalorak's soul has been hit, but I can't feel him for a while...... This means that the other three animal gods may also fall into the same fate, and at that time...... The difference between Zuaman and the other ruined troll cities is only slightly larger. ”

Caldara said to Zujin with a frown.

In fact, the Zandalar clan almost never interfered in the affairs of other races, and after the fall and division of the Zandalar Empire, they wanted nothing more than to be a chronicler of history.

But the Amani Empire was a compatriot of the Zandalar tribe after all, and it was impossible for Caldara to watch them all die at the mercy of Alekstasa the Oath of Life.

"Great Zukin, ...... Teacher Caldara said"

Malagos certainly wouldn't be on the same page as Zugin, and if he could, the witch doctor would still want to live - and he'd certainly have more opportunities to learn witchcraft from the sages when he got to Zandalara.

"Needless to say, what can even be a god? Trolls have not been afraid of these gods since the day they were born. ”

Zu Jin waved his hand—he didn't seem to have lost faith in this war, even though the Four Gods Barrier had been battered.

"Mortals can't be a match for the gods, give up, Zujin. ”

Caldara shook his head, although the trolls are not afraid of the gods, but they cannot defeat the gods - the word "not afraid" exaggerates the flavor of tragedy here.

"Mortals are certainly no match for the gods...... But what about the gods? God to God, are we really afraid of that little red dragon?"

Zu Jin snorted coldly and said.

"Where do you go to find the gods? Those animal gods don't really fight for their lives with other gods, Gulabash has been fighting Amani for so many years, you should know better than I mean this. ”

Caldara shook her head and continued to persuade Zujin to speak.

"Maybe they won't, but I will. ”

Zukin replied.

"You, you're not a god......

Caldara couldn't help but laugh, he did know that Zujin always called himself a god, but could he compare his fake with the real one?

"Who told you...... Am I not?"

Zujin turned his head and gave Kardara a deep look, his face full of pride.

……

In the camp of humans, dwarves, and High Elves, in the tent of Arthas.

On the simple marching bed, Frost Sorrow lies there quietly, with her hands folded on her lower abdomen, looking peaceful and quiet.

Arthas moved a small stool and sat on the edge of the bed, muttering as he gently stroked Frost's sad cheek with his hand.

"Little Frost...... Are you okay...... Don't scare me......"

Arthas's tent was silent, and although his voice was small, it sounded exceptionally clear.

I just came down from the battlefield