In the afternoon, the Coalition team reached the border of the Tirisfal Glade.

After sending some personnel to search for the survivors, they built a defense on the spot.

A large number of trees were cut down to make improvised obstacles - things that were useless to demons, but useful to most of the dead.

The elves and hammer dwarves from Hinterland were somewhat dissatisfied with the way humans treated trees, but the situation was urgent, and they could only accept it silently.

Everything is in order.

After Uther's death, the burden of the Silver Hand was lifted on Mograine's shoulders, and the Ember Messenger he held brought new hope to the somewhat lost Silver Hand.

Many paladins wavered in their faith due to the death of Uther and the rebellion of Arthas

But the power of the Ember Bringer makes up for it.

When the humans first arrived in the Tirisfaring glades, there were undead and demons chasing the refugees, but these enemies were not even able to get close to Mograini and were reduced to ashes directly under the light of the Ember Bringer.

The enemies are all minions, but this is still a testament to the strength of the Ember Bringer.

At least no one has ever heard of a weapon that can kill an enemy with its light alone.

But the commander of the whole situation is not Mograine, but Kalia - she is now the only one qualified to command the entire forces of Alterac and Lordaeron.

Even if there are some blind guys who try to rebel against this authority, these guys have become the target of public criticism without exception.

Later that evening, the Burning Legion and the Undead launched their first assault.

After the flames of war broke out. The paladins of the Silver Hand led the charge, and the griffin knights threw bombs at the opposite camp.

The humans blocked the situation, and then relied on the firepower of the elves and the mages of Dalaran to easily win the battle.

But everyone understands. It's just a tentative battle.

Immature undead and low-level demons can see the tendency to pose a threat in this battle.

If it weren't for a few powerful people on the Alliance's side, it would be difficult to gain the upper hand with miscellaneous soldiers alone.

"When will reinforcements arrive?"

At dinner, Kalia drank hot soup and asked everyone around her.

Because of the tight schedule, they did not prepare tents, and everyone sat around the campfire in the open ground.

"It will take a long time to gather the army, and it will be tomorrow evening at the earliest when the Stormwind Kingdom and the dwarves come to support."

Mograini replied quickly. Then he turned to Kael'thas and asked:

"Your Highness Kael'thas, when will Fort Riptide arrive?"

It stands to reason that Fort Riptide is the closest country and should be there now.

"They're going to be with His Majesty Varian."

But Kael'thas replied with a wry smile:

"There aren't many soldiers at Fort Riptide. They will find the surviving mages of Dalaran in the next two days, and then come with the main army. ”

This opinion was the result of the joint deliberation of several kings.

Therefore, until tomorrow evening, the enemy can only be temporarily held back by the present personnel.

The army behind Lordaeron was also coming, so there were quite a few soldiers.

"It can't go on like this."

However. Kalia was not satisfied with the time of the day:

"We can't defend here for that long."

This is something that everyone else feels.

A simple defense may not last even a night, and the team will still retreat.

"Don't worry, we still have a long way to go."

Kael'thas reassured.

Even if they retreated for nearly a kilometer, Varian could still rely on Alterac to reach them.

The only problem is that of the refugees. But this problem can also be solved.

"The rescue ship of the Endless Sea should arrive at night." …,

Gianna added on the side:

"We don't need that long preparation period for Kul Tiras, my father should have already sent a ship over."

That way it's not much of a problem.

The Alliance can stop the undead and demons as much as possible. The refugees were picked up from the ocean by Kurtilas and waited until tomorrow evening when reinforcements arrived.

After Kalia finished her meal quickly. So he went down and commanded all sorts of men to prepare.

Her back disappeared in front of everyone surrounded by dozens of nobles and paladins.

"I really can't imagine that in a while I will call my disciple 'Your Majesty'"

Mograini sighed softly:

"The impermanence of life is probably like this."

Kael'thas could understand his thoughts.

But he didn't speak, just raised his head slightly.

The stars in the vast night sky twinkled in deep blue eyes, distant and cold.

It's like a sneer that plays with the fate of mortals

Half an hour later, the drums of war began to beat again.

Kael'thas and the others immediately stood up, ready for a second attack.

The night has just begun.

And on the other side of the Alliance, in the shadows hidden by the forest, Arthas has been watching the battlefield.

He saw the silver light of many knights galloping, and saw the clouds of flame from the strong masters.

[Can you really fight?] 】

Arthas couldn't help but be suspicious.

The number of undead was too small, and Akmund refused to provide more demons, and he could hardly believe in the victory of the battle.

But he knew that Darkan must have had his reasons for making this order.

"It is impossible for a small number of troops to break through the defenses now."

The ice shattered in the darkness and glowed blue, and the old voice answered Arthas's inner doubts:

"But if we don't attack, the alliance will find a weakness."

"And our undead will not have physical and mental limitations, they can waste each other to their heart's content, and they can be dragged to death."

This cannot be said to be entirely true

Arthas squinted ahead, and in his sight, Mograine was slaughtering the undead.

The undead that were originally difficult to kill were in his hands, as simple as a dish.

There's Mograini there. Darkan's plan probably failed if it didn't work out.

"What's that sword?"

He couldn't help but ask.

The golden sword in Mograini's hand made him feel a tingle all over his body.

Frost Sorrow seemed to sense its threat, too, and had been trembling violently—trembling with excitement and fear.

"I don't know, I've never heard of it."

Darkan's voice was a little cold:

"But that sword seems to be directed specifically at us. It's really scary, and you have to find a way to solve it. ”

While the two were pondering, the Dreadlord Tikdios stepped out of the portal behind him.

Sensing its breath, Arthas turned to look.

[Are you here to see the progress?] 】

He thought, then bowed lightly to Tikdios.

"Looks like it's not going to be very good here."

Tikdios looked around at the battlefield outside, and then said to Arthas:

"I don't care about this for now, I have a new task for you to do."

"Yes."

Arthas nodded expressionlessly.

"Wait"

Tikdios nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and waited for some hellhound demons to come out of the pitch-black portal.

These reddened hellhounds carry small green bottles and smell disgusting.

"What is this?"

Arthas sensed something in the smell.

"It's the plague. Made from the first samples you provided. ”

Tikdios replied, then reached out and grabbed a bottle and explained: ...,

"One vial of this is enough for the plague to spread to hundreds of humans, and they will all die in half a day."

"Although the amount of medicine after dilution is very small. I can't make them completely bone, but I guess you don't mind if you have meat or no meat. ”

The Dreadlord turned his gaze to the battlefield:

"I'll go over there and show you how."

"Don't!"

Arthas immediately cried out to stop him.

Tikdios looked at him a little strangely:

"Why?"

The ice crumbs also emit a blue light.

Arthas was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head.

"There are a few powerful professionals out there, and such an action will make them notice us."

He explained.

Tikdios narrowed his eyes.

He called a demon and confirmed the information.

Arthas did not deceive him.

Tikdios as he looked out into the battlefield. A terrifyingly powerful paladin was also seen, as well as several powerful auras.

【High Elves? 】

It dawned on him that he didn't dare to act lightly.

Tikdios was not Akmund, and he did not have the confidence to fight the enemies in front of him.

"Forget it. Anyway, I told you about the effect. ”

He turned to Arthas and said:

"There is intelligence that the humans will have a large number of reinforcements coming from the south."

Tikdios tosses the vial to Arthas. Then continues:

"Lord Akmund doesn't want them to stir things up, so you use these things to go south to stop those reinforcements."

Alsace carefully put it away. Then he nodded and looked at the Hellhounds:

"Okay, but these"

"They will follow your orders."

Tikdios' eyes swept over, and the Hellhounds bowed their heads honestly to Arthas.

Alsace was relieved.

"Then I'll leave now?"

When his request was confirmed, he left with the Hellhound.

Tikdios watched his departure.

[The situation just now]

He thought slyly as he recalled Arthas's actions just now.

If Tikdios hadn't felt wrong, when Arthas stopped him from acting just now, the soul fluctuations inside the ice shatter became very large.

Haven't those two monsters completely subdued this Death Knight yet?

"Interesting, can't be completely controlled"

Tikdios laughed wickedly:

"That way, the undead won't be as terrifying as they imagined."

He turned his gaze to the battlefield, and then a flash of inspiration.

If the plague leaks out, will the humans send a few powerful men to stop Arthas?

If a great threat to the undead could be solved with the help of human hands, then Akmund had no reason to blame him.

Even if you can't solve it, the battlefield in front of you will become easier (to be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )