The Northern Expeditionary Army is assembling in front of the Gate of Damnation. Commander Daelin is building a siege machine to break through the gate made by the evil iron of Salon—the hero of the Battle of the Frozen Throne tells him that only the power of the Light can break through the fanged steel gate. When he first attacked the Frostwing Hall, Jiang Weihan did just that.

Under the guidance of Crassus, Gianna and Dalaran's * divisions built a massive portal in the Temple of Dragon's Sleep in the Dragonbone Wilderness. There's an abundance of energy nodes that make it a lot easier to set up portals.

On the other side of the portal, in Dalaran - a large number of troops and supplies are being sent through Guò, a portal connecting the two continents, to the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, where they are assembled and driven to the Gate of Damnation.

The armies of justice are gathered here. Their morale is high, and they are ready to breach the last base of the Scourge, bringing the Lich King and his evil minions to a complete destruction.

"The end of the natural disaster is coming!" Everyone thinks so.

Antonidas looked at the angel in front of him, a little in a dilemma, "Kyle, I personally understand your eagerness to find His Excellency Jiang Weihan, and I am very happy to help you in this matter. Dalaran was equally willing to share the worries of his allies. But not now. Now we have something more important - you see, the Scourge forces are rushing to the Gate of Damnation. I'm about to leave soon. What you proposed to instill energy into the summoning circles you've created - how about waiting until the scourge is destroyed? I promise that when the time comes, not only the mage of Dalaran, but also the others, will work together to help with this! Valoran is our ally. Also an ally of the Alliance. We won't sit idly by and ignore Jiang's safety. ”

"I see." Kyle stood up, "Farewell." ”

With that, the angel turned and left the reception room. She took a deep breath and flew into the sky with vibrating wings, quickly disappearing into Antonidas' business.

There was some worry in the eyes of the * master with white hair. He heard about Jiang Weihan's feat on the Frozen Throne. Know the sacrifices he made for the Alliance, for Azeroth. But......

Antonidas sighed and turned to walk towards the portal. He will also go to the Gate of Damnation to participate in the final battle against the Scourge.

'I hope Jiang is safe and sound'.

――

Jiang Weihan made up a reason and said goodbye to his mother in this world. When the door closed, he leaned limply against the wall, his mind in turmoil.

His six senses have become very sensitive because of the increase in strength. Even though it's through the wall. He could also hear the sounds in the room.

"Who?" This is his father.

"Weizhong's friend—hey, I said old man, this young man looks a little like you! You tell me honestly, did you have another woman before? Was it the nurse surnamed Liu in the county hospital back then? My sister-in-law told me that you used to—"

"Hey, old woman. It's almost there! People have long been family people. There is no shadow at all. What are you chewing on the root of your tongue here? ”

"Don't say this guy is a bit like you. Put it with Weizhong, and everyone must say that they are brothers. ”

Jiang Weihan shook his head, shook off these chaotic feelings, and left this place.

In the past two years, he has been exposed to too many secrets of time in Azeroth. He guessed that the current Earth was not the same Earth he had left, but a parallel space with a slight deviation at a certain point in time - the biggest change was his birth change. Other than that, there doesn't seem to be any difference.

For the next two days, Jiang Weihan was investigating himself in this world - maybe he should be his brother?

Jiang Weizhong and him do look seven or eight points alike, and anyone who stands together will say that they are brothers. However, the experiences of the two are not the same:

Jiang Weihan studied liberal arts before crossing over, and worked in a publishing house after graduation.

Jiang Wei Middle School is a computer science major. Now a small achievement in a software company.

The other party is not another self, he did not follow the exact same path as Jiang Weihan. The real Jiang Weihan never exists in this world.

Jiang Weizhong is married and has a one-and-a-half-year-old daughter. And the person who married was a woman with the same name and appearance as his fiancée before he crossed over.

Jiang Weihan saw this happy mother holding her daughter for a walk in the community park. He watched from afar. My heart was happy and bitter.

When he got closer, he saw the little girl's cute little red face, and he felt as if his heart had melted.

The little girl's mother also saw him, and looked a little surprised—the man who walked towards them looked like a brother to her husband.

"You're Ruoruo, aren't you?" The other party obviously knew her.

"You ......"

"I'm Weizhong's cousin, my name is Jiang Weihan, and I just came back from overseas." Jiang Weihan smiled. I made up an identity.

Gu Ruo hurriedly said: "Ah, it's my cousin!" You don't come and say a word in advance. We didn't prepare anything! Let's go and sit at home, Weizhong will not come back until after work. ”

"It's fine. I just came back, too. Is this your daughter? What is your name? It's so cute! Jiang Weihan squatted down and stretched out his hand and gently pinched the little girl's face. The power of time, nature, and light quietly blessed her with his hand. This is the only thing Jiang Weihan can do for her - this power will protect her from growing up safely and healthily.

"It's called Wei Rui. Wei Rui, this is Uncle Cousin, call Uncle Cousin! ”

Xiao Wei Rui "giggled", "Don-uncle! Don-Uncle! The blessing of the three powers made her feel extremely comfortable. Originally, she thought that this adult was extremely kind.

"Sure enough, it's a family. Xiao Wei Rui is usually very recognizable. Strangers cry when they touch it! Gu Ruo also laughed when she saw her daughter's little face.

"That's good!" Jiang Weihan hugged Xiao Weirui and kissed her little cheek, only feeling joy and satisfaction in his heart.

――

While the various nations and forces of the Eastern Kingdoms were nervously mobilizing their forces to Northrend in order to eradicate the natural scourge, the other side of the Endless Sea seemed very calm.

Recently, the life of the minotaur has been very nourishing. Kane. Bloodhoof agrees to an alliance with Valoran. With the help of this external force, the Minotaur finally thwarted the centaur attack. Take Mogaule back into his own hands. He finally stopped worrying about the fate of his people. At least don't be afraid to become the last chief of the Minotaur clan.

And the Valoran coalition army was even more abundant: Planck and Alysta successfully completed the task assigned to them by Jiang Weihan - to win over the Minotaurs. Even the extra Dark Spear Trolls were co-opted, which was the icing on the cake. Get along these days. The trolls are fully recognized: the Darkspear Trolls are brave and loyal, and they don't have a cannibalistic habit. Woking and his clan have changed their stereotype of trolls and truly see them as allies and brothers who help each other.

Planck used his diplomatic expertise to send a team to contact the human base of Theramore in the Dust Swamp - the advance team of Kurtilas and Lordaeron had been steadily fighting for half a year. The pace of colonization has only just stepped into the barren land and the Thousand Needles Stone Forest.

The supreme commander of Theramore was Admiral Barry of Kurtilas. Weswin. Now that the Alliance's military operations against the Scourge Legion are very smooth, it is natural that they do not pay too much attention to this final retreat. So he doesn't have any troops on his hands. Compared to the Valoran coalition army that roared across half of Kalimdor, it was a far cry.

Planck contacts the goblins of Ratchet City. These greedy greenskins have made an astonishing profit by reselling supplies between the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor.

Before Jiang Weihan guided the Alliance Navy to open a route to the continent of Kalimdor, the goblins were the only force that controlled the route. They bought cheap furs and ores in Kalimdor and sold them to the nobles and kings of the Eastern Kingdoms, and transported the fine weapons, cloth, and grain of the Eastern Kingdom to Kalimdor to sell them at sky-high prices to the minotaurs, centaurs, boarmen, and other races who were scarce of these things, making a lot of money. The goblin traders, who lacked competition, were simply rich.

But now they no longer enjoy the waterway alone. The Alliance's businessmen with a keen sense of smell have begun to steal business with the goblins.

Planck finds the goblin trade prince Gazruvi here. They were given a lucrative order: Planck asked the goblins to establish a complete airship airlift in three locations: Thunder Bluff, Theramore, and the original Orgrimmar. Facilitate communication and liaison between the three.

According to Jiang Weihan's guidance, Planck and Alista, after completing their assistance to the Minotaurs, began to build a new city at the northern end of the original historical red land Durontal, on the original site of the original orc capital Orgrimmar, a city belonging to the Valoran Federation.

Durotar now has a new name - the Land of Justice! Taken from the name of Summoner's Canyon in League of Legends. Very tall.

As for the name of the new city, it has not yet been decided. Several heroes are at loggerheads. No one can convince anyone, so they can only hand over the naming rights to Jiang Weihan and wait for the future. For the time being, it will be referred to as "New Town".

Building a new city naturally requires a lot of building materials, especially wood. Planck dug up Jiang Weihan's "Azeroth Travel Memos" and found the point:

Try not to cut down the trees in Ashenvale, and go to Azhara, which has been abandoned by the Night Elves.

You can go to Ashenvale to contact the Night Elves and try to win them over. (Hint: Raise the banner of Elune, the goddess of the moon, and Cenarius, the king of the forest.) Avoid accidental injury. ）

Below are the approximate imprints of both.

Jiang Weihan had seen Cenarius in the Jade Dream Realm, so he naturally knew what the other party looked like, especially since he had also received the Mark of Cenarius. The Ashen Valley is the back garden of Cenarius. If the Valoran Federation went to cut down trees rashly and caused the Night Elves to attack, it would be a big deal.

So after arranging the construction of the new city, Planck and Alysta began the final mission of Kalimdor's expedition - to win over the Night Elves!

For this reason, he also specially recruited Kane's son Bane. Bloodhoof, and the Minotaur Druid Moon. Wrath of the Earth, leader of the Ring of the Earth. Both the elves and the bull-headed druids were guided by Cenarius, the king of the forest. Both also fought side by side against the Burning Legion during the War of the Ancients. Bring them just in case!

But—their team walked for days in the dense forests of Ash Valley. But I haven't met any of the Night Elves - I can't find anyone, how can I talk about wooing?

What about the Night Elves? Where did it go?

When their bellies are full of questions. The old bull-headed druid moon suddenly said, "I seem to know why I can't find them." ”

All eyes were on it.

"I just remember that the Ancestors' texts mentioned that Night Elves are nocturnal creatures. They sleep during the day. Activities only in the evening. ”

Planck was dumbfounded. It turns out that I can't touch it because of different living habits? "Then let's stop, don't rush into the depths! Let's also come to sleep during the day and march at night! ”

"What the hell," Planck whispered, "I'm going to pee." Rest and camp where you are. ”

Humming a little song, Planck turned a corner, came to a large tree, unbuckled his trousers, and shhh Suddenly there was the sound of something falling to the ground behind him, followed by the very familiar sound of the bowstring opening.

"Don't move. Mortal! An indifferent female voice sounded behind him. But the woman spoke Elfish.

Planck couldn't understand it, but he could think of what the other party meant. He immediately let go of the hand holding the bird, raised his hands and hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong!" I'm a good person! ”

"Turn around slowly!" This time, the female archer behind her changed to a lingua franca he understood.

"You, are you sure?"

"Otherwise, I'll let the arrows go!"

"Don't, I'll turn around!" Planck squirmed and turned. A female elf was aiming a bow and arrow at his head.

It was different from the fair-skinned High Elves he had seen in Pearl City. The female elf had violet skin and was very tall, half a head taller than Planck. There were some strange black facial lines on her face, and even in the daytime, those eyes were shining, making it difficult to see the color of the pupils.

"Indecent!" The elf's face darkened. That's because of anger.

"No, no, no, it's gone...... I've been scared back by you......" Planck cried with a sad face.

Why didn't I find the Night Elves after a few days of searching? He had just stopped to pee, and he met him on such an embarrassing occasion?

――

By the time Planck returned to camp, everyone had been subdued by the Night Elves who had suddenly emerged from the jungle - not uniforms. Because they are not ready to resist at all.

I don't know if it was because they raised the banner of the Moon Goddess and the King of the Forest, but these Night Elves did not directly attack them. But the attitude is still very cold.

Led by a Night Elf druid, wearing a feathered helmet in the shape of an eagle's head, saw the female archer bring the last of the intruders with him, and asked in lingua franca, "Now, tell me why you are flying our flag." ”

Planck looks at Alista. Alista looked at Bane again, and Bane turned to Moon again. In the end, Planck said, "Don't get me wrong! Our boss knows the king of the forest! We've come to you Night Elves, so lay down your weapons. Have a good talk! ”

"Who's that? Your boss. ”

"Jiang Weihan! Our boss's name is Jiang Weihan! He's dreaming in something -- no, no, that's called—"

"Emerald Dream, stupid!" Alista prompted.

Planck hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, I met Cenarius, the king of the forest, in the Emerald Dream. They are acquaintances! We're here for him! ”

The druids said, "But the king of the forest didn't say you would come. ”

"Won't you be able to make it clear if you take us to meet him?"

"Nope." The druids bluntly refused.

"Why not? Am I going to lie to you? Planck airway.

Seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, the druid replied, "The King of the Forest is still asleep in the Emerald Dream, and mortals can't disturb him. ”

"Then let's wait for him to wake up! How long will it take? ”

"It could be tomorrow, it could be months, it could be a hundred years."

“…… it! Planck was a little frustrated, "Then do you have anyone else to call the shots, or wake up the king of the forest?" We have urgent, very important matters, important matters for the survival of the world to discuss with your leaders! ”

"What's the big deal?" The druid thought he was being alarmist.

"There's a Burning Legion in the Void, and it's going to kill you again!"

――

After many days of preparation, the Northern Expeditionary Army finally built a powerful siege vehicle. In order to break through the Gate of Damnation, this siege vehicle will be loaded with fifty of the most powerful paladins. They will infuse the power of the Light into the battering ram to break the gates of the iron forged in Saron.

Today is the day of the official attack, and the siege engines have been pushed up. The leaders of the Northern Expeditionary Army all came to the front to watch this exciting scene.

Quinn and Warlot have merged to form a giant eagle, and Angel Burning Heart has been tasked with monitoring the Frozen Throne. Today is the day of the official siege, and they are making a final reconnaissance.

"Do you feel it?" Burning Heart sensed a hint of anomaly outside the barrier that shrouded the Frozen Throne, "It seems that there is an abnormal dark power surging on the Frozen Throne!" ”

Quinn soared above the barrier and replied, "There's a dark curtain inside that I can't see—but I feel the danger too, intuition!" ”

"I'm afraid something bad is about to happen! You continue to monitor here, and I'll bring Anna up to take a look! ”

"Let's go!"

Rushing down, he found a low-key Anna from the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "Come with me, Anna!" ”

"What's wrong?" The other leaders around her were just as surprised as Anna.

"Something, something very important!"

Burning Heart took Anna into the sky and stopped beyond the barrier of the Frozen Throne, which she had already explained on the way. Anna knew what she was supposed to do, and as she approached the place, she had a sense of foreboding in her heart.

"I'm going to dispel the fog of the enchantment for the time being!" Anna whispered a spell, arcane energy pooling on her staff, and a moment later, a glimmer of light shot out of the jewel on the staff, striking the magical barrier of the Frozen Throne. Oron punched a hole in it, and the remaining energy temporarily dispelled the magical mist, allowing them to see what was happening on the Frozen Throne-

Darkan, the Lich King, stood in front of a large magic circle, holding a pure black gem in his hand, and across from him stood the Lich Kel'thugad, holding the Book of Medivan in his hand. All around them, the Blood Elf Prince Kael'thas, the Lich King Arthas, and the Lichs and Mages of the Scourge Legion are constantly instilling power into the magic circle.

Their energy is pooled into the black gemstones. It is like a black hole, constantly devouring and distorting the light around it. It converts all of this mixed energy into pure negative energy and infuses it into the Book of Medivan.

A huge portal is forming. It spreads a terrifying evil aura, and I don't know what kind of terrifying existence will come out of it. (To be continued) R655