A few months later, Lordaeron.

Sunlight flowed through the streets of the city like a holy spring, and the Allies were devastated by the Scourge during the Battle of Lordaeron. When the tide of the dead receded, the Coalition's priests and paladins volunteered to stay behind to protect Lordaeron, protect its people, and cleanse the land contaminated by the plague of natural disasters. At the same time, some of the Night Elves remained, unable to abandon the disaster-torn land. There is no such thing as death or salvation in the way of the druids.

The whole of Lordaeron seemed to flourish overnight.

Here, there are no longer only the remnants of the old Lordaeron, but the people of freedom from all countries, and it seems that overnight, Lordaeron has become a spirit, and is no longer a city, a country. Neither the previous kingdom nor the later republic can be compared to what it is now.

Four months later, Lordaeron is a more prosperous metropolis than ever before. The purified and greened land became an ideal habitat, and although the whole city of Lordaeron has not yet returned to its former appearance, a large garden-like city has begun to take shape.

In the center of the city, a Cathedral of Light was built that was even larger than the Cathedral of Stormwind. It's not yet finished, but it's already there, almost twice the size of Stormwind Cathedral. A large number of adventurers and believers gathered here to admire everything here, the royal city that stood tall in the war, the paladin's temple that stood strong in the war, everything here has become a holy city in the eyes of believers.

The white walls were rebuilt, and at the foot of the old royal city, people spontaneously became the hero of that battle, Ares. Mowglian erects a megalithic statue. On the statue, Ares, the Grand Lord of Lordaeron and the head of the Knights, held up the Ash Messenger and stabbed the sky with his sword. His gaze was intense, as if he were fighting against thousands of undead. Indeed, those who lived through that battle know that on that day, Ares single-handedly dragged a million undead army, waiting for the support of the Alliance army and the Night Elf army.

Miraculously, when the megalithic statue was erected, the first rays of sunlight in the morning and the last rays of the evening fell on Ares' face. It is believed that their high lord will wake up again. Although he had been in a coma for four months.

In the temple, the prophet Veron placed one hand on Ares' forehead, feeling the enlightenment of the light. It had been a long time since he had felt this way, and the Light's desire was so strong that it wanted to revive Ares, the man lying in bed. But it needs a carrier to complete this salvation for him. Velen could sense that the carrier was himself.

Yes, that is the revelation of the Light.

After praying, Veron sat down intently in front of Ares. Let the light swell over him, shining on Ares' body and soul. Day in and day out, he did. So much so that the Draenei made their home in the city. The demographic composition of Lordaeron is quietly changing, walking the streets, blue-skinned, white-skinned, yellow-skinned, people of all races are gathered here, it is even more tolerant than Stormwind, more prosperous than Theramore, and bigger than Orgrimmar.

Three months later, the Port of North Stream was completed, and at the opening ceremony, Whitemayne renamed the port the North Seaport. Together with the town of Nanhai, it has become two important ports in Lordaeron. With a steady stream of goods and goods from all over the world coming into the port every day, the town of Nanhai was undevastated by the previous battles and became one of the first large northern cities to develop.

With 200,000 people living here and a floating population, the total population of the city is no less than 500,000, and Nanhai Town has become a thriving port city north of the Sadol Bridge. There has been a proposal to rename the town of Nanhai, and the word "town" is clearly no longer appropriate for its size and status. However, Whitemane and Drum believe that the name Southsea Town is significant to commemorate the birth of the Ember Briele.

Half a year later, the entire northern continent reached the point of unprecedented prosperity. The form of government of the republic was preserved, and without the interference of the old aristocracy, all policies went exceptionally smoothly. The Order no longer interferes in administration, but it does not prevent the whole country from moving forward on the road to revival.

Thanks to the combined efforts of the druids and the priests, the Eastern and Western Plaguelands have been transformed into a vibrant green space again. A large number of farms have restarted farming. Andorjar became the most important granary in the entire Lordaeron region. The Valley of the Hearth also developed into a medium-sized city. The original walls were no longer sufficient, and the city expanded outward, creating a peculiar city-within-a-city scene.

Stratholme, on the other hand, became a national metropolis that became an important trading hub due to its location on the border between elves and humans. New towns were built, and the scene of prosperity covered up the desolate and decaying ruins of the past.

The ghostly flames were finally extinguished, and the new city was built around the old city, enveloping the old ruins in it, and the center of the city became a giant museum. The dead ruins are a constant reminder of the massacre. The Scourge Undead have only temporarily retreated, but one day, they will come. It's just that before the Scourge Legion came to the city again, the leaders of the alliance were already discussing the matter of the Northern Expedition to Northrend.

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"We should wait for Ares to wake up before making a decision! In the Northern Expedition to Northrend, his Knights would be an important military force. ”

In the south, inside the fortress of Stormwind, the leaders of the five kingdoms gathered to discuss the affairs of the Northern Expedition. Compared to the aggressive attitude of the others, Varian's attitude was much more cautious. He has always emphasized that paladins are an important force in the Northern Expedition, and now, eighty percent of the paladins in the entire Azeroth are concentrated in Lordaeron, and the Chapel of the Light's Wish and the Basilica of the Light are all places where the paladins meditate and do their homework. As soon as Ares wakes up, this force will be an army of Holy Light, enough to crush the undead army in Northrend.

However, compared to Varian's conservatism, the other kingdom leaders seemed a little impatient and impatient. Magni, in particular, interrupted Varian several times—

"If Ares doesn't wake up, won't we ever have to go on the Northern Expedition? Do you know how much money we spent to expand the army? Legions are a sharp weapon, but at the same time, raising troops for a long time without using them will also drag down an empire! ”

Magni sat and grumbled. It was rare for others to see him and Varian arguing, but this time, the two important kings in the alliance really had a good fight. With the addition of others, the whole meeting, noisy and chaotic.

"Ares will wake up. The rising sun shines on him every day, and he is a child of light, who will not be abandoned by the Light. ”

Jean sat down in his place and spoke in a low voice.

"You mean the sunshine, right? Don't be too superstitious, maybe it's just a coincidence, the sun rises every day just in time to hit the statue's head. ”

Magni took a sip of water and slammed the cup against the table. Panting, he couldn't wait, he couldn't wait to send his troops, and the scene of the day must not happen again. He always remembered the grimace of Arthas, yes, sent troops, not only to prevent the tragedy from happening again, but also for the sake of his younger brother, Muradin. Copper whiskers. The unjust soul that fell under the sword of Arthas. Magni will never spare Arthas. It doesn't matter if it's the Lich King, or the Death Knight.