"Brothers, the Lich King is trying to divide us and lure the main force of the Knights to the Plaguelands to be wiped out, however, we need to tell them with practical actions that the Knights of the Silver Hand are not so easy to deal with. We were destroyed, and now we are back on our feet, and we will fight to the end for Lordaeron. For the sake of the future of the Knights, we will fight the Scourge to the end. ”

"Warriors stationed at the Chapel of the Light's Wish, unite. Brotherhood of Light, unite. We will deal a blow to the Scourge Corps, and the Chapel of Light's Wish will not be violated. We're going to buy time for Ares! The great forces of the Alliance are coming! ”

In the foggy morning, Maxwell, the former Grand Lord of the Silver Dawn and now the Grand General of the Chapel of Light's Wishes, stood in front of everyone and gave an inspiring pre-battle speech. A week ago, they were complaining about Ares's ruthlessness and weakness, and the news given by Winlesa after her arrival undoubtedly dispelled everyone's doubts. The Knights had never been so united, not even during the First Scourge War. As Maxwell said, being destroyed and reborn is the strongest. Real gold is born in the midst of fire.

At the instigation and speech of Commander Marcville, all the members of the Order stationed in the Chapel of the Wish of Light once again summoned up courage and confidence. Just hold out for a month, and in just one month, the combined forces of Stormwind and Ironforge will arrive in Lordaeron, and that's when the alliance will launch a full-scale counterattack. The reason for Ares' reluctance to support the chapel was found.

If despair is humanity's greatest enemy, then hope is humanity's most powerful ally. It is more powerful than the Priest's Mind Spell. Trust and faith are indispensable, and when the two come together, it is when humanity is at its strongest.

A few quarters of an hour later, outside the Chapel of the Light's Wish, the horn of the undead army sounded...... The black-pressed army of the Scourge surrounded the small chapel......

Standing in the crowd, Maxwell opened the deed he had with him, and reverently recited the prayer on it. A faint golden light appeared on his armor......

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The capital of Lordaeron.

Just as Ares was about to be persuaded to send troops to support the Chapel of Light's Wish, a rapid bell rang to turn everyone's attention to the outside of the city. Yes, just a moment ago, they were still debating which way to support the chapel, and now, everyone was glad for Ares' steadfastness. Outside the city of Lordaeron, an army of more than a million undead has gathered at this moment...... This is the real workhorse of the Scourge Legion......

Compared to the undead armies that appear throughout the Plaguelands, this massive army of natural disasters is the truly terrifying force. It doesn't take too many high-level lichs and death knights, and the number of skeletons and zombies alone is enough to bulldoze the nascent city of Lordaeron.

The warriors even wondered if Lordaeron's walls were high enough, and according to this stance, even if the undead filled with corpses, they would be enough to fill the height of the walls...... Their size was so great that the plains and hills outside Lordaeron were covered with the undead, like a carpet of black and white, spread across the earth, and the rolling hills and ridges were also covered with Scourge soldiers.

Amidst the hordes of zombies and ghouls, tall heads of abomination and crypt demons can be seen filling the area. They are a high-ranking class of the Scourge Legion. It's just that Gianna and Sylvanas wonder if Arthas needs to use these high-level units. Because the number of the Scourge Legion is just too terrible. Sylvanas' eyes narrowed, she remembered the army of the undead who conquered Silvermoon City eight years ago, its number was already terrifying, but compared to the legion in front of her, the Scourge army back then was simply not worth mentioning......

Everyone began to believe in Ares' leadership. This trust has never been stronger, one second everyone is still wondering if their high lord is a coward, the next second, everyone is looking at their high lord as the real savior. There is no doubt that if Ares had followed the advice of everyone and transferred the army in Lordaeron to the Eastern Plaguelands, then it would be even more impossible for the current Lordaeron to hold it.

The black-pressed Scourge gives people a suffocating atmosphere of the end of the world. But Ares has prepared too much for this kind of war...... Behind him, there were not only 10,000 loyal guards of the Knights of the Silver Hand, but also a militia of 30,000 Lordaeron militiamen. In addition, he also owns the Blood Elf Knights, and the leader of the Blood Knights, Liadeline, is still in the city. Of course, this alone is not enough, a mysterious shadow force is still in the underground of Lordaeron, waiting for their High Lord to be deployed.

The griffon brigade of the Hammer Dwarves couldn't wait, and the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand fell to their knees in the cathedral, praying for the arrival and protection of the Light. Before the final battle, everyone held their breath, waiting for the moment when the darkness would overwhelm Lordaeron once more.

"The Lich King can't wait, he's going to attack the city ahead of time. Kul Tiras's navy has opened the blockade, and reinforcements from Stormwind and Ironforge are about to arrive. Yes, at this time, it is time for Alsace to attack. ”

Standing on the walls of Lordaeron, Ares said with a heavy heart. He had imagined countless scenarios of the Doomsday War in his mind, but the scene in front of him was clearly worse than the worst he had imagined...... The number of undead is greater than that of all humans, dwarves, and elves on the continent of Lordaeron combined...... Frostmourn smirked contemptuously in a corner, even if it didn't need to attack, the army of the undead could kill all of Lordaeron's defenders by numbers.

Ares remembered that eight years earlier, he had faced the Elder Sword in Quel'Thalas. At the time, Arthas was a Death Knight under the Lich King. Now, Arthas has become a new generation of Lich Kings.

The biting cold wind blowing over Lordaeron was a desperate moment, but at the same time, an exhilarating one. The Ember Bringer is finally facing the Frost Grief. The Paladins are finally facing their old enemy, the Legion of the Undead.

"Sylvanas, Liadrin, it's time for revenge."

On the city wall, Ares said to the Blood Elf General beside him. It can be seen that the two female generals of Quel'Salas are already on their toes. On the first line of defense, elven rangers and human crossbowmen stood side by side, and on the ground, goblin workers poured oil into the moat. It was the fortifications that Ares had prepared. Back then, having seen Arthas's method of piling up corpses to form bridges, Ares knew that if he wanted to deal with the undead of a natural disaster, fire was far more effective than ice......