"Sister Aurelia, Sister Sylvanas, I'm fine!"

Wen Lesa threw herself into the arms of her two sisters and said coquettishly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You bold little girl, you don't know what to do with me and Aurelia!"

Sylvanas grumbled angrily as she stroked Winlessa's short silver-white hair.

"Hee-hee...... Sister Sylvanas, don't be angry, at that time...... The situation is too urgent, and I can't help it! ”

Wen Lesa said with a hippie smile.

"What's the matter, it's not for that stinky boy......"

Sylvanas muttered quietly, not letting her sister hear.

"So, Wenlesa, what's going on over there? Did the Queen and Lady Frost kill the troll's helpers? ”

Aurelia Windranger was relieved to see that her sister was safe, and instead asked about the battle.

In the military meeting long before the start of the battle, Frostmourn and Arthas had mentioned that there was only one animal god left for trolls; Aurelia knew very well that the fight between the Red Dragon Queen and Frostmourn must be against this guy.

"It's done, but it's ......"

Winlessa's face darkened, and she glanced at Frost Sorrow - for this kind High Elf girl, what had happened to Frost Sorrow worried her, even though she and Frost Sorrow were more or less ...... Rival in love, right?

"Now that Arthas you're back, let's gather the army as soon as possible, if it's too scattered, if those trolls still have any conspiracy, it may cause relatively large losses."

Prince Danas suggested to Arthas.

"I see, but Prince Danas is going to trouble the heralds of Riptide Castle."

Arthas nodded, and then said to Prince Danas - Arthas himself did not know where in the city of Zuaman now, and the only way to give orders was to rely on the army of Fort Riptide.

"I see, Ricks, you ......"

Prince Danas also knew about this situation, and he beckoned his lieutenant and arranged a large number of heralds to inform the combined forces of humans, dwarves, and High Elves in the city of Zuaman to end their battle as soon as possible, and then regroup and wait for Arthas's next order.

……

In a temple in the city of Zuaman, the commanders of the various parts of the human, dwarf, and High Elf armies gathered once again, but this time, the expressions on their faces were unusually relaxed, even a little proud.

Why not? What Emperor Soladin could not have done thousands of years ago, they have easily done today - perhaps with a little trouble and sacrifice in the process, but the Troll Amani Empire has been wiped off the continent after all.

"Arthas, are you alright?"

Muradin's loud voice rang out in the temple, he was a friend of Arthas, and this time the Dwarven kingdom sent troops to Zuaman, and the personal friendship between him and Arthas was not a small part.

"It's alright, what about you? Those trolls didn't cause you any trouble, did they? ”

Arthas asked, with a smile on his lips.

"There are a lot of boys who are injured, and some who die...... Overall, though, the price we paid was not significant. ”

Muradin's face darkened and he replied.

The smile on Arthas's face faded, and he just nodded silently.

Everyone thought that Arthas was grieving for the dead soldiers, but in fact, Arthas thought much more than that.

Arthas from the future knew that humanity's foster, the mighty and terrifying Burning Legion, would eventually take over the world they had coveted.

Despite the Frost Sorrow and the Red Dragon Queen's help, this trip to Zuaman has proven that the trolls alone have a powerful enough boost to delay the Red Dragon Queen and the Frost Sorrow, so the Burning Legion ......

Arthas didn't know how many more valiant soldiers would die in the flames of the demon legions in this great battle in the future.

"Are the specific figures of casualties out?"

Arthas was silent for a long time before he asked his adjutant Paul.

"The exact numbers are still being counted, but ...... Combined with the losses in the previous wars, there were about 10,000 soldiers killed. ”

Paul replied in a low voice.

"10,000 ......"

Alsace sighed - this number was almost one-fifth of the proportion of the expeditionary force, which showed how tragic the war was.

And what about humans? What did humanity gain from this war? Almost nothing.

It is true that there are many trolls in the city of Zuaman who have scavenged for the treasure accumulated over the years, but Arthas would rather not have these gold coins than see that the soldiers who had been alive and well a few days ago would never return to their homeland.

At this moment, Alsace felt deeply the enormous pressure of a king, a national decision-maker.

Before sending out the troops, how many citizens prayed to the Holy Light for the triumph of their Royal Highness the Prince? But when the real triumph comes, how many families have lost their sons, husbands and fathers forever?

The only thing that could ease Arthas's little unease was that his subjects would be able to avoid such a massive war forever until the arrival of the Burning Legion.

On the continent today, the alliance of humans, dwarves and high elves is quite stable for the time being, although there are some problems within the alliance, but it has not yet reached the point where it needs to be solved by war.

The alliance that had just defeated the orcs and trolls was stronger than ever, stronger than the future from which Arthas came, which also meant that the civilians living in this alliance would not suffer from war for the time being.

"We may need a little more time to deal with the aftermath of these soldiers, may the Light accept their souls."

Uther's face was very serious—not only for him, but even for the most cheerful of the Wiensa, who was almost to tears of grief when she heard such casualties.

"In the meantime, send out a search force, whether it's the remaining trolls or their treasures, don't leave anything unwanted...... The former was killed directly, and the latter was brought back to Lordaeron, and with such a huge number of casualties, the bereavement must be a lot of money. ”

Alsace told Paul.

Uther was silent, he didn't like this kind of behavior very much, because it would give him the feeling that this war was for the troll's treasure in the first place.

However, Uther didn't say anything, because he knew that Arthas was right, at least, the gold they captured could make the pension of those who died in battle more generous.