"The Scourge has descended on Lordaeron again?"

In a world without radio, it took a full month for news to reach the Outlands from Lordaeron, with the help of the Griffin Knights. In other words, the information that Ares said he was getting was actually something that happened a month ago. The messenger was Herold, a life-and-death comrade who had fought with Ares in Lordaeron. As long as he wasn't possessed by a demon, Ares was confident that his words wouldn't be false. Moreover, Ares recognized Whitemane's handwriting, which was very neat and a little immature.

"Yes, it's not in quantity, but it's on the rise, and the undead are getting stronger, Ares. That's what we're worried about. ”

Sitting beside Ares, Herold drank his water, spoke like a coarse man, and even called Ares by his first name. This made the other Union officers present feel a wave of embarrassment. Ares's status in the alliance, except for Varian, Sylvanas and Drum, everyone else will respectfully call Ares a great lord, but the ordinary warrior of Lordaeron in front of him seems to be very close to Ares. There is no formality at all.

"The letter says the Lich is experimenting with a new class of zombies that are like beasts that can tear human bodies off with their bare hands?"

Ares asked. At this moment, the audience turned around. They had heard of the Scourge Legion before, and some of the warriors of Stormwind had fought against them, but this was the first time they had heard of torn their bodies with their bare hands. The Burning Legion is a headache enough, and now, the Scourge of Azeroth is also eyeing it. Even Varian put down what he was doing and leaned over to listen to their conversation.

"Yes, they look like normal zombies, but they are so ferocious that ordinary arrows can't kill them. Even your arrows, I guess won't work. ”

Herold said, turning to Sylvanas. This action made Sylvanas look unhappy, but for Ares's sake, she didn't say much. Otherwise, in the way the High Elves used to be, Herold would now have been topped in the head by Sylvanas's arrows.

"Has the Grand Prosecutor taken any measures?"

Ares continued.

"Well, she's added a force in the Eastern Plaguelands, and built an outpost of Light around Stratholme, where she can shoot the Scourge of the Undead with arrows. Also, the Order's defensive center was shifted from the capital of Lordaeron to the Chapel of the Light's Wish. Based on previous intelligence, most of the undead are located around the Chapel, and Whitemane suspects that the Undead Scourge is trying to attack the Chapel of Light's Wish while you are away. You and I know the secrets buried there......"

Herold replied.

"I'm afraid that's not enough."

"What's not enough?"

Herold was a little confused by Ares's words.

"I mean, Whitemayne wasn't being cautious enough. The Scourge are fierce wolves and cunning foxes. Lordaeron had just been rebuilt, and the fortifications were still very weak. What you see is not necessarily the truth. What you say and hear is not the same as the truth. It would be true to move a large army to the Eastern Plaguelands, but without the presence of the Lich King, the Scourge would not dare to attack the Chapel of Light's Wish lightly. I'm worried about the 100,000 refugees who went north to Lordaeron. ”

Ares said with a frown.

"What do you mean?"

Herold tensed. He had never thought Ares had anything else in mind when he sent the message.

"Brother, do you have a map of the Eastern Continent in your hand now?"

Ares asked.

"Yes, there is ......"

Herold hurriedly grabbed it out of his pocket and laid it flat on the table.

"The capital of Lordaeron is here, and the Chapel of the Wish of Light is here, and the two places are far apart, almost spanning the entire continent of Lordaeron, from east to west. And we're looking here. ”

Ares said, pointing to a continent to the north.

"Northrend?"

Herold asked.

"Yes. It's not that far from the eastern continent, and see this beach just north of the Tifaris Glade? ”

Ares said, pointing to the northern border on the map.

"You mean, once the Scourge attack, could land from the northern coast?"

Herold asked, and the whole person became bad.

"Yes, that's where Ser Lothar led the Stormwind refugees to Lordaeron. It is located very close to the capital of Lordaeron. And, by the northern coast to the capital of Lordaeron, in the middle of which is a flat river, there is no dangerous terrain and fortress defense. Once the Lich King has chosen this location to land, the Scourge can drive straight into the city of Lordaeron, the most densely populated area in all of Lordaeron. Although the city's walls have been repaired and fortified, with the Knights' strength, I believe it will be difficult to hold back the Lich King's army. ”

Ares took a sip of water and continued—

"Now, Whitemane has shifted his main force to the Chapel of the Light's Wish, which is very far from the capital of Lordaeron. Once the fighting broke out, the two places would not be able to support in time. If the Scourge blocks the only route between the two places, the Sodoril River. Then, the Knights simply would not be able to reach the other side in time to reach the royal city of Lordaeron. At that time, Lordaeron City will be the next Stratholme. ”

"You mean that the Mutant Zombie event could be the Scourge trying to lure us in?"

Herold asked nervously. He felt a fire burning inside him.

"Yes, it is possible. But don't worry too much, the Lich King may not have woken up yet. Also, I've just analyzed the worst-case scenario. For a little better, we're in the northern part of the Tifaris Glade, and there's the Scarlet Monastery. That's where you and I used to be, and if the Scourge did land on the North Coast, that fortress would hold back some of the undead army. Wait until the arrival of the Allies. ”

Ares said as he eased his mood slightly.

"Anyway, brother, you must go back and see, without the Ember Bringer, the people of Lordaeron are terrified."

Herold said with a worried face.

"But now, the expedition to the Outlands has reached its most critical moment, and the decisive battle with Kael'thas will decide that it is about to begin......"

Ares said, and the second half of the sentence stopped talking. The Burning Legion and the Scourge, which is more important, is actually very clear. I think that the Scourge Legion was just cannon fodder for the Burning Legion, and the Lich King was just a subordinate of the demon lord Kil'Gardan. It's just that the lack of a stable portal prevents the Burning Legion from invading Azeroth on a large scale, so once the portal is torn open, the threat of the Burning Legion is actually much greater than that of the Scourge Legion.

But Lordaeron is his own turf...... Come and think about it.

Ares turned his head and focused his gaze on King Jean of Gilne.

"My old friend, I want to trouble you about this."

"I know, you want me to watch Lordaeron for you, and then you can come back when the Outland Expedition is victorious."

Jean muttered. Ares didn't speak. It's all in plain sight.

"Well, after so much time away from Gilneis, I really miss the forests and the city. Brother, when you are victorious, remember to write my name. ”

In the face of Ares's "plea", Jean did not object, even though victory was in sight and glory was within reach, but for the sake of the stability of Lordaeron and Gilneth, Jean resolutely agreed to Ares's request.