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Gianna said with a reluctant smile as she stood with Wenlesa's support.

"You're still a little too strong, Gianna! With Ms. Frost here, you don't have to work so hard! ”

Winresa said to Gianna with some distress - Gianna was the youngest girl at the tea party in Kalia, and everyone else spoiled her.

"But ......"

The expression on Gianna's face was a little gloomy - she glanced at the frost sorrow that was holding Arthas's hand and smiled, smiled bitterly, and did not continue.

Gianna knew of course how powerful Frostmourn was, and she knew she couldn't even match Frostmourn's little finger right now—in terms of her mastery of magic; But she didn't want to pass up every opportunity to show herself in front of Artace, because ......

"Your Royal Highness, Prince Arthas, His Majesty King Terenas invites you to come over."

A royal guard of Lordaeron came to Arthas, bringing with him a summons from his father.

"Let's go, go and see what the Kings have discovered."

Arthas kicked Varian Ureon, who was still touching the magnificent wall of the Wall of Greymane, and then said.

"I am also one of His Majesty the King!"

Varian Ureon spoke to Arthas, and walked with him to the interior of the Wall of Greyman.

……

The longer you walk in this tall fortress, the more Alsace marvels at its impregnability.

The Wall of Greymane is ten meters thick from the perimeter, which means that its only weakness is the equally heavy gates; After entering the city gates, there were still six or seven secondary lines of defense made up of low walls, and bows and crossbows and slings were everywhere, which were deadly weapons when guarding the walls.

The vast staircase to the top of the Wall of Greymane was made by Arthas, who was even more impressed by the design of the fortress - on the wall, there was a movable barricade every hundred paces - in order to prevent the enemy from climbing the city, and the soldiers defending the city could seal the enemy in the barricade as quickly as possible, preventing them from causing chaos on the top of the city and giving other enemies an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Arthas, this way!"

Standing beneath a tower of arrows, King Terenus greeted his son and King Varian Wryn of Stormwind from afar.

"What's going on, father."

Arthas walked briskly up to King Terenus, nodded to the other kings, His Majesty and the generals, and asked.

"We're talking about what to do next, and I think you should come and hear about it too."

King Terenas said to his son.

"What's there to discuss, the walls of Greymane have been breached, what else can that guy Jean do?"

King Solas said dismissively.

"The same cannot be said, after all, our mission is not to create a killing here, but to completely occupy Gilneth. Jean Greymane may not have been doomed to defeat, but the rest of the kingdom of Gilneth ......"

Arthas shook his head, he didn't agree with King Soras's words.

"And what do you mean, Terenus? You father and son must have colluded a long time ago when they sang and harmonized, right? ”

King Solas was too lazy to accompany Arthas and his son to continue playing dumb riddles, and asked directly.

I said...... We're here waiting. ”

King Terenus said with a smile.

"Waiting? Shouldn't we rush forward and take Jean's palace in one go? ”

This time it was Varian Ureon from Stormwind who thought he would be able to show his skills in the next battle.

"yes, if we don't chase after us, what if Jean plays any tricks?"

King Solas chimed in.

"Didn't you just say, what else can Jean do? In that case, we might as well wait. ”

King Terenus shook his head and said.

"What are you waiting for?"

King Solas asked, confused.

"Wait for our soldiers to recuperate, wait...... This kingdom disintegrated from within. ”

King Terenus walked to the inner layer of the Wall of Greymane and looked south—his men did not find King Jean Greymane of the Kingdom of Gilneys, an old friend of His Majesty's Majesty, and King Terenus knew he must have fled.

But Jean, where can you escape?

- King Terenus thought to himself, and he was a little looking forward to what was to come—this was a land that even the empire of Emperor Soladin had never touched!

……

News of the crushing defeat of the kingdom of Gilneys at the Wall of Greymane spread throughout the land even faster than Gene Greymane's escape to his palace.

Not all of the Gilneth soldiers were willing to hold out on to the Greymane Wall until the last moment, and these deserters certainly did not dare to return to the royal city to report, they fled back to their hometowns, bringing the news of the defeat to all directions.

The civilians began to panic - they had never been in a war, they didn't know what it was like to be put on their doorstep, and they imagined that it must be a group of vicious people who invaded their country.

Nobles usually thought a little more than commoners; They knew why the coalition was attacking the kingdom of Gilneys, and of course not everyone was willing to die with Jean Greymane for this ancient country.

Between the royal city of the Kingdom of Gilneth and the Wall of Greymane, there are many noble lords in the vast land; Less than two days after Jean Greymane had been defeated at the front, the nobles had gathered at someone's call - they needed to discuss the future more than the invaders.

In a manor located in the wilderness, more than twenty lords, large and small, gathered in a not spacious room, anxiously waiting for the meeting to begin.

Count Darius Crolley, the lord whose family history is almost as old as the founding of the Kingdom of Gilneis, sent invitations to all the lords present to hold an impromptu meeting in his manor in the wilderness.

Of course, in terms of the government of the Kingdom of Gilneis, Darius Crolley, despite being one of the most important lords in the country, did not have such power.

But now...... Who cares about the feelings of the Greymans? If it weren't for them, the Kingdom of Gilneth wouldn't have ended up like this!

"Ladies and gentlemen! I have called you here today to talk about your plans for the future...... We all know that our King Jean suffered a crushing defeat at the Wall of Greymane and has now fled back to the city of King Gilne. ”

A tall, lanky lord of Darius Crowley, with a black blindfold in his right eye, stood up, motioned for his guards to close the door, and then addressed the nobles present.

"What? So what do we do? ”

One of the nobles shouted - combining their own intelligence and Darius Crowley's words, they could almost confirm that this was true.

But this is a desperate fact - for if Jean Greymane had fled further south to the royal city, what would these nobles, their domains and fortresses, and the peasants and tenants of their territories have, to protect?

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Lord Darius Crowley had to shout loudly, for there was already a commotion in the room.

"That's exactly why I called everybody, if Jean has given up on us, then ......"

Lord Darius Crowley managed to attract everyone's attention, and then said pointedly.

"Darius, what do you mean...... We betrayed him? ”

A nobleman said very revealingly.

"Yes, that's it."

Darius Crolley nodded and said—he didn't hesitate to admit it because it was his territory.

For safety reasons, Darius Crolley chose the location of the meeting in his own estate in the wilderness; His privates were scattered throughout the manor and controlled it