Nadon Samas, who had not moved, suddenly moved, and the city of terror in the sky stormed the Chapel of the Wish of Light, showing its horror to the world with the blood of the silver dawn, and now its troops were pointed at the hand of Tyr.

In the Stormstorm Fortress, Varian, Archduke Berval, Countess Presto, and Marshal Windsor all had serious faces, and little Anduin, who was standing beside his father, also had a worried look on his face.

Naxxramas actually moved, the Great Chapel of the Wish of Light fell, and the Silver Dawn fell, and such news dropped a bombshell on this already unquiet shijie. Varian rallied the crowd to discuss how to deal with the matter, as a message from the Hand of Tyr for help had been sent to him, and it was none other than Scarlett, Queen of Aratho.

Naturally, Varian could not sit idly by and watch the news, but the rescue was not as simple as paying lip service, it was about taking practical action. To rescue others, you must have an army, and it is not easy to send a force to support others in just two or three days.

"Counting the pre-battle preparations and the time spent on teleportation, the only troops we can teleport to Tyre's hand in less than three days are the Expeditionary Force and the Ninth Legion, which are on the front line of the battlefield." Wendsol was worthy of being a marshal, and he knew the situation of the king's ** team well, and he only thought for a moment before saying that the kingdom could support the troops of the hands of Tyr.

Time is indeed pressing, and it will not take more than three days from the receipt of the information to the start of the battle of the hands of Tyr, and the number of troops that can be transferred to the hands of Tyr in such a short period of time is too small, even if it is given an extra day, Varian can choose several times more troops, how can it be so stretched.

"There will be no major changes in the battle situation in the Arathi Heights, it is impossible for Sylvanas to provoke a war at such a time, let the Ninth Legion and Link of Dammod prepare, Wendsol, you select 10,000 men from the garrison of Marcus's royal city, and the palace guards will draw 3,000 men to be led by me to rush to the hands of Tyr." This time Varian is going to the Hand of Tyr himself, and the name Kel'thugad stabs him, and he will take every opportunity to kill the Great Lich if Kel'thugad dares to go down.

In order to resurrect Kel'thugad, Arthas killed King Varian of Terenus with his own hands, and this is the last thing he can forgive. Varian, who had lost his parents since he was a child, had a deep admiration for Tyrenus, and had long regarded the wise king as his father.

This is evident from his strong support for Terenus' decision not to kill the orcs after the orc's defeat, as the orcs were the main culprit behind the destruction of Varian's kingdom when he was young, and he saw the orc assassin Garona kill his father.

In fact, Varian's fate is also tragic, and God does not have half a point of preferential treatment because he is the second generation of kings.

As an ignorant child, he witnessed his father's assassination and heart-gouging death, and soon after, he watched his kingdom razed to the ground by the orcs, and he had to flee under the protection of Anduin Losa.

The destruction of the kingdom left him to live in the courts of other countries, growing up with the children of King Terenas Minahir of Lordaeron. This continued until the Orc tribe was defeated by the Human Alliance, and the reconstruction of Stormwind City destroyed by it was completed.

During this time, he lost Lothar, a legendary hero he regarded as his stepfather, and his closest friend Arthas, who turned into the first general and second Lich King under the command of Inaozu, who became an adult.

This shows the ups and downs of Varian's experience, but it was these hardships that made Varian the greatest warrior and king in human history.

"Your Majesty Varian, let me lead the army, it's too dangerous there." Varian wants to go to the Hand of Tyr in person to stop Bervar immediately, the strength of Naxxramas is too terrifying, even if the Hand of Tyre has reinforcements from Stormwind City, it is still at an absolute disadvantage, how can the Stormwind Kingdom easily find Varian, the master, and let him personally go into danger?

"Danger? Do you think I moved the army to make them pay me for a vacation? ”

"But......" "No more, Berval, no one can change what I have decided. Kel'thugad and Arthas, two bastards, I must kill them with my own hands. Needless to say, Arthas, Kelmagad became the lich's lifebox but was forged from the bones of King Terenus, and Varian hated Kel'thugad no less than he did for Arthas.

Seeing that Varian's god knew that he could not persuade him, but he would not let Varian go into danger alone, so he said with a firm face: "If you have to go, please allow me to follow you." ”

"No, Stormwind can't be without a strong man." Varian shook his head, and if Bowal was gone, the newly suppressed Presto family was afraid of a resurgence.

Encountering the rejection, Boval did not remain silent, perhaps most of the subjects of the Stormwind Kingdom did not dare to take a breath in front of Varian, the powerful king, but there was no presence of Berval among these people.

"It's fine to have Archbishop Stormwind, and I'm sure the Archbishop is doing a better job than I am. …

"You" Varian glared at Berval, who met him with a determined gaze, and finally Varian sighed, "Okay. ”

While Bervar and Varian were talking, the others were smart enough to remain silent, and Onexia, who was the Countess of Presto, didn't say a word, and she couldn't help but sneer in her heart, it was good that Varian and Varian trusted Benedictas so much.

While the Stormwind Kingdom was mobilizing its armies, it was not quiet elsewhere, and the dwarven king Magni Copperbeard and the master craftsman Mekatok in Ironforge immediately put down their affairs and gathered together to discuss their affairs after hearing that Thaxxramas was approaching Tyr's hand. Although they were anxious to subdue Nomorigan, Kel'thugad's personal conquest of the hand of Tyr could not help but show that a force of 20,000 dwarves and nearly 10,000 warriors had recently been trained by the pygmy tribe.

The Night Elves continued their silence, the Minotaur taking care of themselves, and the Undercity did not respond.

Thrall of Orgrimmar was tempted to send troops to support Tyr's hand, but the problem was that the orc army had been sent out before that, and they were helping the minotaurs clear out the resurgent centaurs, so it was too late to send troops in such a short period of time. Fortunately, Woking used the Excalibur of the Troll Empire to gather a lot of warriors of the Troll Clan during this time, otherwise they would really not have been able to get reinforcements from the tribe in this battle.

Warriors from all over the world are converging on the Hand of Tyr, where they will fight a fierce battle against the Scourge led by Kel'thugad, a fierce battle that can affect the movement of Shijie.

The storm of war is blowing, and the Hand of Tyr, which is the center of the storm, is very calm at this time, the warriors of the Blood Sè Crusader and the Silver Sè Dawn are being integrated, Marlan and Karin are arranging the defensive line of the Hand of Tyr according to Scarlett's orders, Bettina and the dwarf warriors and blood elves are guarding the teleportation array together, guarding against possible saboteurs.

Leo is very worried now, he doesn't know if it's his own delusion or something else, he always feels that Patsonia has something to hide from him, think about the two battles of the Hand of Tyr, Patsonia didn't even make a move, she seems to have some scruples after entering the sneak. It's just that she doesn't say that Leo can't do anything, and if she doesn't want to tell others, Leo won't get an answer even if she asks.

What the hell is going on with Patsonia?

Leo frowned with an annoyed expression, and his expression caused Lì Adlin beside him to misunderstand, and the Blood Elf Countess mistakenly thought that this was to express his displeasure to her.

"It's not that Silvermoon City is unwilling to send more troops to come, but that the Amani trolls of Zurkin have made an abnormal move, and in order to prevent them, Silvermoon City has to send heavy troops to the Sun Temple, and it is our limit to be able to draw out a force of 30,000 people."

Waving his hand to show that he understood the difficulties of the Blood Elves, Leo did not explain much to Lì Adrind, he talked about other things.

"I'm not very worried about Kel'thugad and Saffron, I'm afraid that guy will appear, is there a way for Silvermoon City to contact Prince Kael'thas now?"

That guy?

Lì Yadlin knew who Leo was talking about as soon as she groaned slightly, and her face was first suspicious, and then she nodded affirmatively.

"It's very likely, the betrayal of Gotik and Anubrekan is indeed attractive enough, not to mention that there is also Scarlett, a female paladin of the Lothar family, who is regarded by the Scourge Legion as the second Ash Lord. But it wasn't that easy to get in touch with Prince Kael'thas though, so I had to give it a try. What Leo said made Lì Adlin realize the seriousness of the situation, the hand of Tyr is attractive enough now to have a great chance of attracting the other party, if this kind of thing happens, they are not prepared to make a move, and then they will be killed by surprise and suffer heavy casualties, but it will be terrible.

"You go and try it, if possible," Leo looked at Lì Adlin, who nodded at him knowingly before he continued, "That's great." ”

Lì Adlin turned and walked towards the teleportation array, and after reaching a certain distance, she suddenly turned around: "I heard that you are investigating a hermit in the Plaguelands?" ”

Leo looked at Lì Adlin in surprise, the blood elf's intelligence ability is really not weak, and he even knows about it.

"That's right, I heard that there is a strong man who lives in seclusion in the plague land, and is preparing to find him out of the mountains to fight against such a powerful enemy as the Scourge Legion, and it would be good to get an extra boost."

Zhende is so simple?

Lì Adlin didn't believe it, the more lightly and vaguely Leo said it, the more interested she became, in the eyes of the Blood Elf Countess, that hermit was by no means an ordinary powerhouse, because she knew too well about Leo's way of doing things.

"What's that hermit's called?" Under Lì Adlin's gaze, Leo scratched his face with a thoughtful expression, "It seems to be called Tirio, Fordin." ”

Great Lord of the Silver Hand!

Lì Adlin's gaze froze, and then a smile appeared on the Blood Elf countess's face that made Huā Duo hide his face in shame.

"There's always a surprise with you, and I'm getting more and more confident in this fight, Leo."!