In the Howling Fjord, the wrath of King Imiron led the Viku to launch a fierce attack on the Horde and the Alliance.

On the eastern front, the raiders Ingerwal and Skawald led the attacking horde, and Sindore and the Forsaken struggled to support it, for which Kael'thas sent a letter to Quelsala asking for help. As for asking Garrosh for help, Kael'thas still can't pull it off.

Sylvanas sent messengers back to the Undercity via teleportation, bringing all the elite to the Howling Fjords to take part in the battle against the Vikus. The Undercity was left with only the newly recruited Forsaken recruits, and the only leader left was Varimasas. It is worth mentioning that Sylvanas brought the Grand Apothecary Putress and his Royal Apothecary Society to the Howling Fjord in order to deal with the powerful Viku.

In response to Kael'thas's request for help, Quelsala was beyond his reach, so he could only send a letter to Silvermoon City, asking Lothmar to send the Wind Rider and Griffon Knights to help. However, the Horde turned a turn for the better when Forsaken reinforcements arrived, and with the help of the Apothecaries, they quickly routed the Viku led by Ingvar and overwhelmed them inside the castle of Utgard.

On the other side, the coalition on the Western Front was attacked more fiercely than on the Eastern Front. King Imiron sent his most trusted henchmen, Sivarassogre, and the ruthless Skadi, to lead the most elite warriors of the Dragon Raider Clan, as well as the Ancestral Dragon Knights, to attack the Alliance. Because it was a human assassin who killed his wife in the sight that the Demon King showed him, Imilon decided to send his best troops to slaughter the invading men.

At a critical moment of life and death, the Dreadnought Fortress, led by the Silver Northern Crusade Grand Lord Tiriofodin, held back the Viku.

Although the Human Alliance has several major racial alliances, and even has the great killing weapon of the Paladin, in the face of the tall humanoid and extremely powerful Viku people, they can only stick to the fortress.

"Great Lord, we can't hold on like this! When will the reinforcements arrive? Lieutenant General Keller, after slashing at the Viku who were attacking the walls of the fortress, asked: "Brothers, I can't stand it anymore!" ”

"Reinforcements? You have to ask Lord Tubre about this. Our Silver Crusade is now landing from the Dragonbone Wastes, preparing to march north to Goodak, where the Lich King has transformed many of the Frostmane Trolls. Old Verding said, "So, the reinforcements can only rely on Stormwind!" Oh, and those long ears and blue hooves! ”

"Tubre, when will the reinforcements arrive?!" Lieutenant General Keller shouted at Lord Tubre.

"How do I know!" Tubre swung his sword at the Viku people, shouting angrily.

"What? Didn't you send out a letter asking for help? Keller was a little disappointed.

Lord Tubre slashed another Vekku with his sword, and was about to change his position, but before he could do so, he was pierced by the Vekul's spear.

"Holy! Lao Tzu's consciousness is almost ruined here! Tubre swung his sword and cut off the shaft of the spear, braced himself up, looked at the southern coast, and shouted, "His grandmother's, are all the kings and calves of Stormwind eating shit!" ”

"Lord, are you alright?" Seeing that Tubre was injured, Old Verding hurried over to help, and the Holy Light desperately threw it at Tubre's wound.

"Don't worry! Can't die! His grandmother's has pierced Lao Tzu's lungs! "Tubre's wound slowly stopped bleeding and healed under the nourishment of the Light.

"Tirio, Stormwind can't be counted. Let's think of his way! Keller, is there any news from the tribe? Tubre asked.

"Ten minutes ago the scouts reported that the Horde had repelled the Viku and driven them into the interior of Utgard Castle." Keller said.

"This? How can it be? Could it be that Sindore of Kael'thas and the so-called Forsaken will be able to repel the pursuit of the Vekus? Tubre asked incredulously.

"The scout said that the tribe used an attack weapon that resembled a plague of natural disasters, and the Viku suffered heavy casualties, plus the tribe released a lot of reinforcements, and the Viku had to retreat!" Keller said, "Shall we go to the tribe for help?" ”

"It's okay to ask for help, but we can't. I don't think Kael'thas will come to our rescue. This has to be up to the High Lord, and as far as I know, the High Lord has helped when Sylvanas, the Queen of the Forsaken, recovered. If the big lord goes, it will definitely be possible! Tubre said that he knew how bad the League and Kael'thas were, so he could only hope for Old Fording.

"Good! I'll go to the tribal station, and the two brothers will hold on for a while, two hours at most, and I'll come back with reinforcements! After saying that, Old Verding turned on his horse and rushed out of a bloody path with a group of knights to the tribal station.

Outside Utgard Castle, five kilometers out, tribal camp. The great pharmacist Putress was busy in front of a cauldron, adding something to the pot from time to time, and his mouth was full of words.

"What a treasure! Such a rare material is grabbed here. Ha ha! My revenge is finally not far off! Putress threw another twig-like material into the cauldron, and a thick puff of black smoke rose into the sky, accompanied by an endless stench.

"Hey, hey! It's finally done! Not only can this potion kill the living, but there are no ashes left that can be corroded by natural disasters! Putress looked at his masterpiece and smiled triumphantly.

"Putres, what makes you laugh like this?!" Salorion's voice rang out behind Putress.

Putres didn't look back, and said in his mouth: "Great Lord, aren't you going to Zudak with the Black Blade Knight?" How do you have the kung fu to get here? You just asked me why I'm laughing? This pot of potions is incredible! ”

"Oh! What's different? Sylvanas' voice appeared behind Putres.

"Her Majesty!" Putress knelt down on one knee in front of Sylvanas and said, "Your Majesty, the potion in this pot is the latest development. Not only can the living die, but those natural disasters can also be wiped out. ”

"Oh! Look at the way you swear, have you ever tried it? Sylvanas asked.

"Your Majesty! Soon you'll be able to see the true power of these potions again! Putres said.

"Then I'll have to wait and see!" Sylvanas said with interest, since she had recovered her body, she had not been interested in these plague potions, and even had a feeling of disgust, but the desire for revenge in her heart made her look forward to it.

"Her Majesty! Tirio Fordin of the Western Dreadnought is here, and His Highness Kyle has asked me to invite Your Majesty over! "A royal guard came to report.

"Good! I'll go! Salorion, Putress, come with you! Let's see what's going on with this great lord! Sylvanas took Putress and the others to the military tent in Kael'thas.

"Your Excellency, Great Lord, long time no see!" Sylvanas walked into the tent and performed a High Elf ritual on Old Ferdin.

"Ugh! The princess is gracious! "Sylvester Laverdine calls Sylvanas from Quelsala's point of view, which invisibly closes the relationship with Sylvanas.

"Why did the Great Lord come?" Sylvanas nodded to Kael'thas and asked Old Fording.

"I'm here to ask for help this time, hoping that the princess and His Royal Highness Kyle can send a team of reinforcements to help us repel the Viku attack!" Old Verding said.

"No problem! Putres, your potion can come in handy! This time you bring someone to take it! Well, and General Salorion, you can go too, and you can go straight to Goodak after that!" Sylvanas commanded.

So, Salorion took the Knights of the Black Blade, the Grand Apothecary Putress and the Royal Apothecary followed Old Ferding to the Dreadnought Fortress in the western harbor of the Howling Fjord.

(End of chapter)