The sudden appearance of the figure attracted everyone's attention, and of course everyone also saw Kael'thas with a severed wrist. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was silence in the cave, and everyone, including Romans, had wide eyes and their brains froze.

And then......

"Ahh!!h

Kael'thas screamed at last.

There was no superfluous nonsense, and the magicians around him made a move almost instantly, and all kinds of instantaneous spells overwhelmed Du Teng in an instant. Romans' eyes were split, and he didn't want Duten to die to help him.

He was about to try to stand up, and when he fought to the death, a large hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

"Don't talk, follow me!"

Du Teng's voice came, and in the next second, Romans only felt that the world was spinning, and the scenery in front of him had changed drastically, the dark cave was gone, and in its place was a developing city. The people around him were looking at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at the animals in the zoo.

"This is ......"

Romans turned his head to ask a question, only to find that Duten was gone.

However, before he could think about it, Duten reappeared beside him, along with five of his followers. Although they were all seriously injured, they all looked quite energetic, and their faces were dazed, not understanding what was going on.

At this time, a small group of soldiers came running from a distance, and the team leader who led the team hurriedly stood up and saluted after seeing Du Teng.

"These High Elf mages are my friends, they have been attacked by the enemy, you send someone to settle them down first, and leave them here, there are others behind!"

Anyway, he didn't give the other party a chance to ask questions at all, Du Teng dodged and left directly.

In this way, after nearly ten back and forth, Duten finally rescued most of the followers of Romans. Why not all of them? Because many people have died in battle.

The magicians brought by Kael'thas are all masters, and these followers of Romans are wounded one by one, and it is not easy to hold out for so long. Even Du Teng was injured in the process of rescuing people back and forth. Fortunately, his strength is strong after all, and all he receives is some skin trauma.

Finally rescued all the people who were alive, and looked at the two or three kittens left around, even if they were as strong as Romans, their eyes couldn't help but be a little red.

These people are the people who support him the most, and they can be described as his henchmen, who can be called his right-hand man.

Each one of them had been cultivated by his own efforts, although as the leader of the magicians of Quel'Salas, this behavior inevitably gave people a sense of factionalism. But everything he did was for the High Elves, including advocating an alliance with Gilneth and traveling thousands of miles to support Kadore, who had driven them out, and he had a clear conscience.

And these subordinates, who are also his disciples and friends, have given him great support over the years, but because of his carelessness, he has suffered heavy casualties.

And those rangers, they are all die-hard loyalists of Sylvanas, who joined his line in order to save Sylvanas, these people are selfish and selfish, their loyalty is definitely recognizable to anyone. And these people, too, suffered heavy casualties in the process of following him.

And all of this was because of his carelessness, if it weren't for his carelessness, if it weren't for the fact that he thought that Kael'thas still had Quel'Salas in his heart, the situation would not have become so miserable.

"Kael'thas—"

Romans' eyes were red, anger rolling in his heart, and his whole body trembled with anger.

"Your Highness Limu, help me get my revenge, help these people get their revenge! Quel'Thalas, must not be led astray by Kael'thas, High Elves, must not dig their own grave. Help me, help the High Elves, help Quel'Thalas, I, please-"

Roman looked at Du Ten with tears in his eyes, and as soon as his legs went limp, he was about to kneel.

He has no way out, and there is no extra choice, with his current strength, he is completely unable to contain Kael'thas, and even he has no ability to be hostile to Kael'thas anymore, and now he is a lost dog, and what about the other party? It is the prince who has all the power of the whole of Quel'Thalas, and the two sides are completely incomparable.

In order to save the High Elves, he can only ask Du Teng for help now, and only Du Ten can save the High Elf clan.

The other High Elves around were stunned by Romans's actions, and looked at Romans one by one, reacting quickly, and their faces also showed sadness.

Of course, Duten can't let Romans kneel, he's his friend, let his friend kneel, what would it look like.

He hurriedly reached out to hold Romans and forcibly pulled him up.

"Romans, you don't have to be like this, the High Elves are Gilneth allies, we can't sit idly by and watch the High Elves come to an end, if necessary, we will definitely help the High Elves. But you know, Kael'thas is the prince of Quel'Thalas, and I'm just an outsider after all, and even if I can't bear to see the High Elves go down the wrong path, I have no reason to interfere......"

"Why not!"

Romans' eyes widened at the moment.

"Kael'thas killed his own father, and for that alone makes him unqualified to continue to be the prince of the High Elves. The fall of Arthas is imminent, and who can guarantee that Kael'thas will not become the next Artace? No one in Quel'Salas was against him, but no one dared to do so, and what if he was strong enough to stand up against Kael'thas, even if he was the prince of the High Elves? The Sunstrider family was not a royal family of elves thousands of years ago, and if it weren't for Darth Rema leading everyone to find a new home, how could Kael'thas become the prince of the High Elves today!

No one can argue with Darth Rema's exploits, but what Kael'thas has done now is clearly unfit to continue to assume the responsibilities of a prince. I only hated me for being too careless, and I actually missed the best opportunity to stop him, and was driven to a dead end by him. Otherwise, as long as I stand up, there will definitely be more people who will join me in opposing him.

We are High Elves, and we will always be High Elves, Blood Elves, not the name Sindore! ”

Blood Elf ...... What a familiar name.

Duten didn't know that Kael'thas had changed Sindore's name. In the original book, after the invasion of the undead, Kael'thas was saddened by the pain and disaster suffered by the country and its people, and changed the High Elves to the Blood Elves, wanting to make every living clansman remember this disaster.

And in this life, although Quel'Salas was also attacked, although the high elves also died a lot, but the situation was much better than in the original book, at least the high-end combat power of the kingdom did not have too much damage, and the casualties of the people below were far less than the battle in the original time and space, so Du Teng thought that the blood elves would not appear again.

But now, apparently he guessed wrong, and Kael'thas, who had been blinded by hatred, once again changed the name of the High Elves to the Blood Elves.

"Romans, don't worry, I'll help you."

Du Ten looked at Romans with a sad face and said in a deep voice.

"Really? Thank you so much, really, thank you so much. ”

Romans wept with joy, and the tears in his eyes finally flowed out. He was too deeply attached to his country and people to accept these practices of Kael'thas for an unknown amount of time, and he had been agonizing for the sake of his race and his country. Now that he suddenly saw the hope of saving Quel'Thalas, he finally put his mind at ease.

The man also shook, and almost fell to the ground.

Du Teng hurriedly held him up, and then arranged for him to go down to rest.

At the same time, he sent a messenger to send a letter to Gilneth and Eagle's Nest Mountain. Gilneth directly ordered the transfer of troops, and he asked the First Army, the Second Army, and the Third Army to be mobilized on the same day and rush to the Eastern Plague Land as quickly as possible. As for the Eagle's Nest, he told the High Elves about the situation and explained Romans' request.

Romans is the mage leader of Quel'Thalas, and his reputation on the continent is still there, and with his endorsement, everything is much smoother.

Soon, an emissary from Eagle's Nest Mountain came to Stratholm and brought Furstad's decision, Eagle's Nest decided to support his allies, and the Storm Knights would depart in three days, the first stop was Anhador, and after a slight correction, they would fly directly to Stratholme.

At the same time, Gilneth also quickly entered a state of combat readiness, and the first, second, and third armies, the three strongest armies of Gilneis, could gallop freely on the now calm eastern continent. In just two days, the three legions had been assembled, and then on the morning of the third day, a huge force of 50,000 men, almost all of Gilneth's combatable troops, had set out from Gilneth and headed north along the Silver Pines Forest, towards Stratholme.

They will be accompanied by tens of thousands of artisans, about 10 percent of whom will come to Stratholm with the army, and the remaining 90 percent will go directly to Lordaeron to build fortifications and rebuild the great city.

……

This is the first time since the last great war, Gilneth and the Hammer Dwarves have sent troops together, the last time Furstad did not follow him to the battlefield, and Brock was also left behind in Gilness, but they missed a big battle, not to mention, and the spring water of the Well of Eternity was not their share.

Although the Hammer Dwarves don't take this seriously, everyone else has them and they don't, and it's still not nice to say.

So this time, the Hammer Dwarves can be regarded as a nest of out, with a Storm Knights of 5,000 people, and a ground army of 15,000.

The various professions in the dwarf clan are also more evenly distributed, of course, the most are warriors, the dwarves have a low chassis and a stable body, and they are all good seedlings to be warriors. Of these fifteen thousand, nearly 10,000 were warriors. With a scale of 10,000 dwarven warrior legions, the combat effectiveness is definitely comparable to the 15,000 or even 20,000 warrior troops of other races, and only the Minotaurs, the strongest race on the ground, can compare with them.

Soon, the army of dwarves was the first to arrive in Stratholme, bringing a lot of life to the deserted Stratholme, as well as putting a lot of pressure on Stratholme's brewery.

These dwarf winter melons are all super drunkards, and it is not enough to describe them as having no alcohol, these guys are clearly addicted to alcohol. As long as there is leisure, the flask does not leave the mouth. Even on the march, these bearded spirits would take out their bottles and take a sip from time to time, and wine was more important to them than air.

The three favorite things of the dwarves, beard, wine, and blacksmithing, are more than just words.

This can be seen in the fact that the stocks in the cellars of Stratholme are beginning to decrease at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

Stratholme has been making high wine with all his might since Du Teng made it, and Lorna has regarded high wine as the biggest income item for the entire Stratholme in the future, and she has even thought that she wants to use this money to build the most powerful army in the world for her beloved man, and by the way, to build the richest rear, which is by no means nonsense, but absolutely possible.

In the entire Eastern Plague Land, all the ownerless grain was collected by her, and after purification, it was all put into the brewing process of high wine, and the taste of high wine has been more than ten kinds, and in the past nearly half a year, the high wine produced by Stratholme has been sold as far as the western continent, of course, this is indispensable.

But in addition to the sake sold, more sake has been properly preserved.

The food that existed before the Eastern Plague Land was limited after all, and now it has been looted, and more food must be found.

To this end, Rona has asked the priests in Stratholme to purify the surrounding land, a large number of farmers have begun to go out to cultivate the land, and with the latest potion developed by the Alchemy Workshop to increase crop yields, next year's food production will definitely reach a very good level. Except for a small amount of this grain, all of it is used to make wine.

However, it always takes time for new grains to be produced, and during this time, these high-quality wines that have been brewed have become very important reserve resources.

In order not to interrupt the trade in high sake, Rona has even begun to limit the number of high alcohol exports.

It's a pity that although she can limit the number of sales outside, she can't control these mouths at home. And the arrival of the dwarf directly ripped this mouth into a big pocket. You must know that these dwarf winter melons may not necessarily be able to drink high wine when they are in Eagle's Nest Mountain, which is still a luxury, and it is limited in Eagle's Nest Mountain.

Now that you've come to the place of origin, can you let go of it? In addition, Rhona did not stop it in time at the beginning, and in just two or three days, the thirty wine cellars in Stratholme's inventory were half emptied of three of them. This is a stock for three or four months, and a tenth of it was drunk in three days, is this worth it?

Rhona was so frightened that she limited the amount of dwarves could buy in time, and finally suppressed the momentum.

And with the arrival of Gilneth's army, the horn to attack Quel'Salas was finally sounded again. (To be continued.) )