In this void, it is conceivable that there must be the royal palace of the Kingdom of Gilneth in a place that has never been seen by outsiders - and in the midst of that palace, neither luxurious nor shabby, when Jean Greymane learns that the armies of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the other allied nations are about to encircle the Kingdom of Gilneis...... What would he think?

Arthas didn't know the answer to the question, but he could imagine the joy in his heart just by looking at his father's radiant face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Alright then, I'll go to Lord Kanter and discuss the defense of the future war; As for your father......"

Arthas shook his head, and reluctantly left his father's tent with Frost Grief.

Winlessa tiptoed to follow Arthas, but was stopped by her sister, Sylvanas.

"Why are you going?"

Sylvanas asked with a frown as she pulled her sister in the opposite direction.

"I ...... I'm going to follow Arthas and hear what we have next! ”

Wen Lesa hurriedly replied.

"Don't go! Come back with us! ”

Sylvanas ruthlessly rejected Winlessa's idea, glanced at Arthas's distant back, and dragged a somewhat reluctant Winlessa to find the High Elf rangers' station.

"Sister Aurelia!"

Winlesa was dragged by Sylvanas with one hand, and she couldn't break free, so she could only pitifully seek help from her eldest sister.

"Ahem, Sylvanas......"

Aurelia's heart softened, and she hurriedly caught up with her two younger sisters, and then said to Sylvanas.

"No way!"

Sylvanas said bluntly.

"But I haven't said ...... yet."

Aurelia's eyes widened, and she argued.

"That's not going to work either."

Sylvanas knew that her eldest sister had relented again, but she didn't plan to let her little sister run after that hateful fellow, so she still categorically refused.

"Okay......"

Aurelia couldn't resist Sylvanas, so she took Winlesa's other hand apologetically, squeezed it gently, comforted her little sister, and walked towards their tent together.

……

"Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas, what do you think is the possibility that the kingdom/army of Gilneth will take advantage of the night to sneak up on us...... How big is it? ”

Near King Terenus's tent, Arthas found the chief of the Lordaeron Royal Guard, and the two men stood in the shadow of the tent and talked, surrounded by a large group of Lordaeron royal guards.

As soon as he came up, Kanter asked directly.

"We can't be sure which Gilneys knew about our arrival...... However, I must not have too many illusions about this, after all, my father received many militia guards and nobles, and no one could guarantee that there would be no spies of the Kingdom of Gilneth among them; In any case, we need to be prepared. ”

Arthas replied.

"Then, Your Royal Highness the Prince, please give the order, the Lordaeron Royal Guard is already well prepared."

Kante bowed his head slightly in respect and said in submission.

"I'm thinking...... If the army of the Kingdom of Gilneth is going to come and attack, we may be able to take the opportunity to give them a gift......"

Arthas thought for a moment, smiled slightly, and then began to discuss it with Kante.

……

While Arthas and Kante were discussing how to set up their nighttime defenses, a masked man with a long hat covering his body quietly walked through the gaps in the countless towering trees in the Silver Pine Forest to the edge of the woodland.

Glancing up at the majestic Wall of Greymane not far away, the masked man quickly found a pine tree with three irregular scratches on its trunk, crouched down, removed a stone that was hidden from the huge roots under the pine, and placed a small round wooden tube into the hollow under the stone, and then returned the stone to its place.

The masked man, who had done all this mysteriously, stood up, looked around warily, and when he was sure that no one was watching him, he re-wrapped his cloak, which had been somewhat loose from a series of movements, and returned quickly the way he came.

Not long after, a strong rope hung from a cave in the wall of Greymane; A soldier of the Kingdom of Gilneth dressed in a dark blue robe and black plate armor with the Heliocentric Claws logo embroidered on his chest descended the wall along the rope and trotted towards the pine tree.

Soon, the Gilneth soldier, who had figured out the cylinder from the base of the pine, ran back to the bottom of the wall, and climbed the rope nimbly into the wall of Greymane.

The wind blew through the pine needles, and the huge trunks of the trees swayed gently with the forest wind, making a rustling sound; In addition to this, the vast forests are indifferent to what has just happened, just as they have been silently observing the world for thousands of years.

……

Time flew by, and by the time it was getting late, the Silver Pine Forest was still silent.

The tents of the kingdom/army of Lordaeron also fell silent, except for the occasional sound of patrol sentries passing by the edge of the camp striking their armour.

After a group of Lordaeron Royal Guard sentries passed through the camp gate, on both sides of the road not far from the camp gate, a group of dense black shadows suddenly appeared - they were all soldiers of the Kingdom of Gilneis.

The Gilneth soldiers, who were tasked with guarding the Greymane Wall, had slipped out of the massive wall in the evening through the tunnels that had already been laid out.

As early as the construction of the fortress, the designers considered the need for such a night raid, so they dug two tunnels leading to the outside of the city, and the exits were distributed in hidden and difficult places to be discovered.

Later this afternoon, the garrison of the Greymane Wall received a message from inside the Silverpine Forest that more than 20,000 troops of the Kingdom of Lordaeron had arrived not far beyond the Walls of Greymane, and that they were led by none other than the King of the Kingdom of Lordaneon, Terenus Minethil II.

The Gilneys garrison here is named Tormund Greymane, a member of the Gilnesian royal family and trusted by King Jean Greymane, his distant uncle.

While ordering the mages stationed at the Greymane Wall to bring this important news back to the palace, Tormont dispatched his troops, who planned to leave the fortress with his own troops to attack the kingdom/military camp of Lordaeron from afar.

Tormont knew, of course, that if he was stationed within the Greymane Wall, it would be impossible for the kingdom/army of Lordaeron on the other side to breach the fortress - and to get out of the city would be to take a risk.