"Your Majesty."

"Lady Modra."

Modra saluted Alsace.

This gray-haired lady is the oldest human member of the Kenrito Council of Six, and she is in charge of all political and diplomatic affairs in Dalaran, from the affairs of the alliance to the politicians and the politicians of various countries.

In its original history, Dalaran was able to maintain neutrality for most of the time, and repeatedly facilitated the cooperation of alliances and tribes to cope with the ensuing catastrophe, which can be said to be indispensable to this woman.

Of course, she has done a lot of controversial things.

For example, during the Legion's temporary period, taking advantage of the desire of Esath Sunreaver to lead the Sunreaver faction back to Dalaran, he learned the location of Quel'Thalas's heirloom artifact, Flame Strike, and sent people to arrive at the Icecrown Fortress before the Blood Elves, killing the last of the plague-infected side bloodline heirs of the "Sun King" Darth Rema Sunstrider, and taking the Flame Strike into Dalaran's possession.

Of course, the blood elves were very dissatisfied with this, but their clan was weak and soft-spoken, how could they have the energy to compete with Dalaran, who had become a glorious magical capital gathering mages of all mortal races. And it's hard to say anything, after all, the Flame Strike was handed over to a mage hero to resist the Burning Legion.

"Your Majesty, I hope you can understand Dalaran's previous troubles, the actions against the Scourge Legion have involved too much of our energy," Modra said sincerely, "I have brought fifty battle mages this time to help you recover Steinbrad. But I hope to bring those orc warlocks back to Dalaran for interrogation, which concerns the sinister intentions of the Burning Legion. ”

"I certainly understand that Ms. Modra does not have to blame herself. Thank you Dalaran for your help, and I will naturally try to accommodate Dalaran's request......"

After some conversation, Modra turned her gaze to Orix and asked, "Lord Count, could you please say more about the Blackstone Clan?" ”

Oryx nodded, detailing what he knew. During this time, Modra whispered something to the mage she had brought with her, as if to compare the information she had gathered about the orcs.

Arthas, on the other hand, looked at Gianna.

The two looked at each other and smiled with mixed feelings, no one thought that they would meet each other again in such a situation. Time has passed, people are still the same as they used to be, but Arthas has gone from prince to king, and Gianna has become a mage who can stand on her own......

The two had been dating for a while.

This romantic relationship was rumored to be a beautiful conversation at the time. One is a prince and the other is a princess, a match made in heaven. However, in the end, the two still chose to pursue their respective ideals, and buried their feelings for each other deep in their hearts.

"Well, I see, Lord Earl, thank you."

Modra thanked her.

In the bottom of his heart, he sighed that the last time he saw this young man, he was just a small nobleman, although his bearing was extraordinary, with many traits that were very rare among his peers, giving people a feeling that he would definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future, but it was unthinkable that in just half a month, he had transformed into a powerful man of the first rank in Lordanlen.

Hand of the King, Earl of the Field, and an important member of the Church of Light and the Knights of the Silver Hand, a saint in the eyes of believers...... Although the foundation is still shallow at the moment, I am afraid that it will soon grow into a figure that cannot be underestimated by the countries of the alliance.

The group moved to the main camp of the garrison and discussed the details of the operation against Steinbrad.

Dalaran sent fifty battle mages, all of whom were first-class masters, and by no means the kind who were proficient in magic but only good at academic research and experiments, and had no combat experience. In terms of strength, it is roughly equivalent to the "epic level" on Orix's Book of Time.

It's a rather terrifying force.

In the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race today, only Dalaran can send so many mages who are specially trained to fight at one time.

With their support, the offensive plan was immediately launched.

A dozen paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand will select five hundred soldiers worthy of the rank of soldier from the army, led by Alexandros Mograini, to launch an attack on Steinbrad.

It's something that can't be helped.

These soldiers are congenitally deficient, and no matter how good the officers who come in are able to control five hundred soldiers, it is already the limit. If you do more, you won't be able to do it in the densely built town of Steinbled, but it will easily cause negative effects. The main task is not with them, but with the fifty battle mages in Dalaran.

The rest of the soldiers, except for 1,000 men, remained on the east side of the town as a reserve to avoid being caught off guard by unforeseen circumstances, and the rest were to build encirclements on the north and south sides to prevent the escape of fish that slipped through the net.

The battle mages of Dalaran went to the outside of Steinbrad to prepare, scout the enemy, find out the specific location of the orc warlocks, and properly weave lethal spells to help the paladins break into the town while trying to inflict as much damage as possible on the orcs.

After half an hour of careful planning, the scouting mages also returned, providing key information to help everyone refine the details of the combat operation, and also created illusions along the way to ensure that the orcs could not detect the attack in the first place.

Everything is ready, the army is ready to march.

Most of the 500 soldiers who were selected to participate in the attack and defense of the town were extremely reluctant, but they did not dare to disobey the military order.

It is not actually possible to ask for more from them either.

In the past decade or so, their salaries have been many times worse than those of the regular army, and no one has been trained specifically for them under the austerity of military spending. It is nice to say that it is a jailer who guards the shelter, but to say that it is a poor person who has been stuffed with weapons and pulled to fill up. With the title of regular army, they do dirty work, and they must not really be used as well-trained regular army.

It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, but the paladins are not just "good women".

The paladins were demoralized, and Arthas himself made a pre-battle declaration, and in the sonorous and powerful voices and the divine energy that diffused, these soldiers actually ignited their fighting spirit, and in a short time they seemed to be vowing to defend their home and country, and after entering the battle, they would surely cry out for battle.

Seeing that Oryx shook his head and sighed, he thought that it was no wonder that people said that the paladin was a beacon of hope on the battlefield, and this sentence was really not a lie.

Of course, there is also the element of reward and promise. Killing an orc and rewarding one gold coin is a huge sum of money for these "soldiers".

When the army was marching out, Arthas also took off his coat.

Oryx said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?" You are no longer the prince you once was, and are you going to put your life at risk, and the whole of Lordaeron to fear your recklessness? Or do you just want to vent your hatred by slaughtering orcs? Please wake up! ”

The first half of these words is sincere, but the second half is very sharp.

Arthas was told what he was talking about, and stared at Steinbrad in the distance, and could see that he wanted to kill the enemy himself, despite the dissuasion. But in the end, he sighed and gave up this unrealistic idea.

"If you need someone to lead the operation, let me do it for you. I have no experience in commanding battles, but I am a qualified paladin who can lead soldiers. Oryx said.

Arthas looked at him, "Where's your armor?" ”

"I was in a hurry when I came, so I didn't bring it with me. I don't need it, the light is my armor...... If Your Majesty is really not at ease, I will go to the barracks and find a set of armor that fits. ”

Arthas stared at him for a moment, as if estimating his figure, and then ordered the guards to take off their breastplates, shoulder armor, and arm armor and put them on for Oryx.

Of course, there are only a few of them. If it were a full suit of armor, then the king would have to lift the hem of his robe and let his servants take off endlessly, under the gaze of thousands of eyes, which would be unseemly after all.

Oryx was stunned.

"I wish you a triumphant return. Go ahead and save that town. Eventually, Arthas untied his coat of arms and tied the cloak embroidered with the royal coat of arms of Minethil to the buckle of Oryx's shoulder armor.