The day after the engagement ceremony and the banquet, the alliance high-level summit began.

The meeting successfully passed the proposal to welcome the Night Elves to the Alliance, but just as several leaders were busy signing alliances with the Night Elves, the first bad news of the new year came from the Alliance.

There was a violent clash of armor and running in the corridor outside the venue, and then the door was pushed open, and a sweaty Devon burst into the conference room with a red magic letter that was about to drip blood, and went straight to Varian without even saluting the other leaders, most of the leaders also ignored Devon's rudeness, and stared at the letter in Varian's hand with nervous expressions.

"What's going on?"

Malfurion, who had just joined the alliance and didn't know a lot about it, whispered to Prince Kael'thas who had the best relationship with him, and the latter explained to the Grand Druid in a bitter voice:

"The blood letter represents the highest level of emergency military intelligence, there must be something very serious happening, last year's three blood letters were the destruction of Lordaeron, Quel'Salas, and Dalaran."

"I see." Malfurion nodded with a fixed face.

While the two were talking in a whisper, Varian's face became extremely ugly as he read the letter, his breathing became unconsciously heavy, and the green tendons on his sideburns jumped violently.

"Varian, what's going on?" Dalin asked everyone's concerns.

After Varian looked up and saw everyone's concerned eyes, he first used the old Chen Jiao's method to adjust his breathing and suppressed his anger, and then he handed the letter to Dai Lin and whispered: "The war situation in the north has collapsed, it just so happens that everyone is here, let's discuss how to deal with it together." ”

Dalin took the letter and looked at it, his pupils instantly shrank, the hand holding the letter trembled slightly, and after reading the letter, he handed it to King Magni.

Soon, as the letters were either circulated and viewed or dictated through an interpreter, all the leaders understood what was happening:

Gallisus and the main force of the Northern Army were first brainwashed and controlled by the Dreadlord Desairok, and then after a group of undead who claimed to be the Forsaken killed Deselock, the entire main force of the Northern Army became captives, and by the way, he used the brainwashed Gallisus of the Dark Pastoral to set a trap to bring together the thousands of Seventh Legion soldiers sent by Varian to support, and now the Dalaran defense area has been completely occupied by the Forsaken, and the Northern Alliance has become history.

After learning this news, the leaders of the Night Elves, Gnomes, and Blood Elves who did not send troops were fine, and Varian, Magni, and Dalin, who directly sent troops to participate in the battle, all looked extremely ugly.

"Gallisus," said Daelin angrily, "this is not a conscripted mercenary, but a professional soldier trained by more than 5,000 years of training, and in the end the whole army was wiped out, so that our war in the north would not be able to fight." ”

Magni said in a deep voice, "Even though I have heard of this marshal's bad reputation in Ironforge Fort, I still sent thousands of soldiers to his aid for the sake of the general situation, and I really don't know how to explain it to their families!" ”

Although Varian's face was ugly, he patted the dwarven king on the shoulder and comforted him, "Rest assured, Magni, things may not be that bad. ”

"What do you mean?" Magni asked, as the other leaders were drawn to Varian's words and looked at him.

"I've dealt with the Forsaken Lord and other high-ranking officials in the last month, and from what I've observed, while they're all undead, they're not the same as the Lich King's undead, and the Forsaken still call themselves humans or elves, and I think they might want to negotiate with us on the lives of these soldiers, and things in the north might turn around." ”

Magni shook his head, "With all due respect, Varian, the undead cannot be trusted. ”

Daillin disagreed: "Varian, how do you know that they didn't deliberately pretend to deceive you?" How can there be undead in the world who do not do evil? ”

However, Kael'thas said a different opinion: "No, as far as I know, before the start of the Orc War, there were a small number of undead in the world who were resurrected by psychic magic, they are not necessarily good or evil, but most of them still follow the cognition and habits of life, such as Merry Winterwind, the archmage who was resurrected by my father, and after being resurrected, he still maintained the nobility of his life. ”

Varian: "I'm not sure if the Forsaken are evil, but I can tell you about ...... I've seen the Forsaken. ”

In the time that followed, most of the leaders were skeptical of Kael'thas and Varian's words, but that afternoon, Varian's judgment was verified, and new news came from Southsea Town: James Sheen, Lord of the Forsaken, asked to negotiate with the Alliance's top brass in Tarummere in half a month, and named Varian, the Blood Elves and the Dwarven High Command to participate, and that the negotiators should not bring too many troops and not try to rescue the captives, otherwise he would not mind killing all the captives and seeking the help of the tribe.

"Naked threat," Varian sneered, "that's his style. ”

Born in the maritime kingdom and has experienced many negotiations, Dai Lin said his experience: "Negotiation is always a carrot in one hand and a stick in the other, if the Forgotten Lord James's subordinates still think of themselves as elves or humans, it is estimated that joining the tribe is just talking, but our soldiers' lives may not be saved, and now the key is what he wants to get and where his bottom line is." ”

Magni was already a little moved: "If it's just some weapons and armor, or a few years of armistice, I think it's still acceptable, our dwarf fertility rate is too low to afford this loss." ”

Varian said coldly, "I hope he doesn't make too many requests, otherwise I wouldn't mind taking the First Legion north to fight him again." ”

Kael'thas: "In that case, Your Majesty, let's discuss his possible asking price and countermeasures...... ”

Because Jaime had hyped up the news in the North that he was going to negotiate with the Alliance with the lives of 5,000 Alliance soldiers, Stormwind did not deliberately keep it a secret, and Claudia and Partris learned of it that night.

"Sister, does he want to trade the lives of 5,000 soldiers for you?" Paltris asked, worried.

"Little sister, what do you want, reality is not a knight," Claudia shook her head, "this is a matter of fate for all of their forsaken, he would not make such a child's request, especially since he knows that neither Varian nor I can grant such a request." ”

"Who knows," said Paltris, with a look of resentment, "I always remember the face he had when he used me to blackmail you two years ago. ”

Claudia shook her head: "Little sister, he's not as bad as you think, but I'm also curious about what he wants this time." ”

While the two sisters were discussing Jaime Sheen, a blonde young woman and an undead in robes were discussing Jaime's intentions in a secret place in the Tirisfard Glade.

The blonde woman spoke, "Mentor Fao, what do you say Count Fenris wants?" ”

"Galia, I'm not sure of Count Fenris's intentions either, so I'm going to meet him personally."

"But Mentor, are you safe?"

"You can rest assured of this, I have observed this earl from afar, and he still thinks of himself as a Lordaeron in his heart, not to mention that even if he does it, he may not be able to hurt me, but Galia, have you already decided on that matter?"

Jialia smiled sadly: "Mentor, there is nothing I can't see now, I just hope to make up for the sins committed by Arthas." ”

"In that case," Fao nodded, "I'll try to get you the best during this time." ”

……

Outside the city of Lordaeron, Jaime, who was being watched by countless people, led a large number of undead armies to besiege the city of Lordaeron, and the undead generals such as Koltila, Thassarian, and Veronara were surrounding him, and in addition, there was also a dwarven officer.

Jaime looked at the dwarven officer with a smug look on his face and said, "Now our strength has surpassed Banazal, only the high walls of Lordaeron are a problem, but fortunately with the selfless help of you dwarves, Brother Theomar." ”

"Who's your brother, I'm bah-!" Theomar spat at the ground, "The Count Fenris I know is dead, he was a battle hero in his life, and he will not threaten us with other people's lives after death!" ”

"Dwarven stubbornness." Jaime muttered in a low voice, then looked at Theomar: "Forget it, as long as you and your men behave well today, I will ensure that the other dwarves will not be abused in the future, and they will drink every day." ”

"Huh-!" The dwarven officer snorted heavily, and did not bother to continue to talk to James, and went down to order his men to prepare all kinds of siege equipment, and Jaime did not care, and ordered the other officers:

"Veronara, you're in charge of commanding the Dark Rangers to suppress the walls and protect the siege weapons!"

"Yes!"

"Thassarian, as soon as there is a breach in the wall, you immediately lead the death knights to charge and press on it, capture and hold the gap."

"Yes, my lord!"

"Cynthia, in a moment you will lead the banshee to use spells to support ......."

……

After the fierce siege lasted for three full days, the strong walls of Lordaeron finally did not stop the dwarves' engineering weapons, and after a section of the wall collapsed, the death knights, black knights, banshees, dark rangers and other high-level undead troops swarmed up and successfully stormed Lordaeron, and Jaime also killed Banazar like he killed Varimatas and Desellock, and the rule of the three Dreadlords in the Tirisfal glade came to an end.

After the battle, with the admiration or fanatical gaze of all the undead around him, Jaime walked up to the walls of Lordaeron alone, feeling a strange fate: he had sworn to defend the city many years ago in the defense of Lordaeron, and today he had breached the city and become its master.

But either way, he's taken a solid first step, and it's time to implement the next plan.

Jaime looked to the south and muttered to himself, "Claudia, you must be curious about what I want, and I'll make him a deal he can't refuse." ”

"Even if the biggest regret of my life is irreparable, I will still try my best to make up for the rest."

"I will await your arrival in Talenmere, my princess."