"Sister Aurelia, aren't we going up up to help?"

Winlessa struggled to keep her eyes open so that her upper and lower eyelids weren't too intimate, and then asked Aurelia.

"Let's forget it, the scout's work is too hard, the sisters are tired from the day, let them rest and rest! And there's no chance for us to play it......"

Aurelia shook her head, looking at the battlefield not far in front of her.

Most of the trolls lay in pools of blood, and the rest were surrounded by humans and dwarven warriors, and it was only a matter of time before they were wiped out.

"You're going to help, you stupid girl, you don't want to see what you're sleepy into!"

Sylvanas scolded Winlesa as she hugged her sister from the side, holding her crumbling body.

"Hee-hee...... It's really sleepy......"

Winlessa muttered as she leaned against Sister Sylvanas's body and closed her eyes in a daze; After a while, I fell asleep.

"This silly girl ......"

Sylvanas shook her head, then snorted at Aurelia.

"I'll take little Wenlesa back first, there's nothing to see here, let her rest first."

Sylvanas said to Aurelia.

"Well, let her sleep first."

Of course, Aurelia felt sorry for her little sister, and she nodded, watching Sylvanas help Winlessa to leave.

Sylvanas put her arms around Winlessa and cautiously walked all the way to the tent of the three Windranger sisters, just about to get inside. But I heard the murmuring of Wen Lesa in her arms.

"Hmm...... Alsace ......"

Wen Lesa said in a daze.

"Phew, what is Arthas, it's your dearest sister Sylvanas who is carrying you now!"

Sylvanas muttered discontentedly. Then he went into the tent and threw Winlessa onto the sheets that lay on the ground.

Undressing her little sister and tucking the quilt, Sylvanas sat down beside Winlesa and pinched her lovely face, smiling at first, and then sighing.

This stupid little girl. I've been calling the name of the human prince in my dreams...... It seems that it can't be delayed any longer to talk to that guy about Wenlesa!

- Sylvanas said to herself in her heart.

Arthas had no idea that he had been targeted by Sylvanas. Accompanied by everyone, he stepped into the front of the camp, the battlefield where the battle had just ended.

Despite the exhausting experience of a battle, the royal guards of Lordaeron quickly threw themselves into clearing the battlefield.

Although there are not many of them. However, the royal guards of Lordaeron and the rest of the coalition will also have their companions more or less killed.

The corpses of these humans and dwarves were singled out. They will be cremated in the center of the camp, while their ashes will be taken back to their hometowns by their comrades.

The corpses of the trolls were also gathered together, and they were also incinerated. However, it had nothing to do with his hometown, it was only because Arthas was worried that the troll witch doctors would cast some vicious curse on the corpses of the troll warriors, so he ordered all the corpses of the trolls to be burned.

The wounded of humans and dwarves are gathered, and the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand are treating their fellow citizens.

"Paladin...... The contribution in the war was really great. ”

Muradin? Copperbeard couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't you dwarves?"

Prince Danas asked.

"No...... We have some priests, but they're not paladins. ”

Muradin? Copperbeard replied.

It is true that some of the dwarves believe in the Light as much as the humans, so there are a small number of priests among the dwarves. It's just that the number is too small.

"Dwarves are born great warriors, as long as they are able to be at peace with the Light. Becoming a paladin is not a difficult task...... When the war here is over, Muradin, you tell King Magni to send a group of dwarves to the Valley of Alterac and let them join the Knights of the Silver Hand. ”

Alsace listened to Muradin? Said after the conversation between Copperbeard and Prince Danas.

"Well, that's a good idea......

Muradin? Brass touched his beard and said affirmatively.

Of course, this was not Arthas's idea, and in the original stream of time, there were dwarven paladins in the Knights of the Silver Hand, but there were not many of them.

But as Arthas said, it is easy for a dwarf who can be at ease with the Light, to become a paladin; Unlike human priests, if you want to become a paladin, you must first make sure that your body is not too weak.

"Well, you can always come to me in the Alterac Valley."

Uther listened to Arthas's words, thought very seriously, and then nodded in promise.

It was an important move for the Church to be able to pass on the teachings of the Light to the dwarves.

"His Royal Highness Prince Alsace, the casualties this time ...... A total of 133 people were killed and 35 were slightly injured. ”

Paul was listening to a report from a royal guard of Lordaeron about the situation of the battle, and when he saw Arthas and the others approaching, he hurriedly leaned over and said.

"The casualties are so great...... Let's cremate the bodies of those sacrificed brothers, take their ashes, and put them on the highest altar when we conquer the last city of the trolls, which can be regarded as a consolation to them. ”

Arthas's face darkened, and then he commanded.

In the battle of tens of thousands of people against thousands, this casualty number is naturally considered small; But compared to the daytime, it is undoubtedly a heavy loss.

"I guess after this time, the trolls shouldn't be sending people to attack at night again, and we should be able to sleep peacefully tomorrow."

Varian? With a spear in hand, Ureon walked over to Arthas.

He had borrowed the spear from one of the guards, but he had not yet found its owner.

"That being said, but don't take it lightly. Of course it should be safe tonight, everyone go back to sleep, tomorrow morning...... It's okay to get up a little later, let's leave later, don't let the soldiers get too tired. ”

Alsace wanted to pat Varian? Wrynn's shoulders weren't enough, and when he realized that the creature was covered in troll blood, he gave up the idea of letting his palms get the clots of blood that had become hazel.

"Sleep, sleep, I guess the leader of the trolls is going to be scolding by now...... If I were him, I really don't know how this battle will be fought in the future. ”

Muradin? Copperbeard said loudly as he shook his head and walked towards the dwarven camp.

yes, how can the trolls turn the tables around?

--Arthas looked up at the fading ball of light that Frost Sorrow had thrown into the sky, and thought to himself. (To be continued......)

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