55. Weak but strong

The High Elves are not so easy to bully, although in the original history, Arthas sang all the way close, and it didn't feel like it took much effort, but in fact, the battle between the Scourges and the High Elves had actually started a long time ago, and Arthas was only the last to go up to harvest.

Knowing the races of the High Elves will all have a common opinion, that is, they are arrogant, they look down on any other race, and they look at people with their nostrils, just as they used humans to plunder the land from the trolls when they first arrived on the continent, and they regarded those "low" races as tools, and the same is true for joining the Alliance.

If it weren't for the orcs of the old tribe who crossed the sea and attacked the home of the High Elves, they didn't bother to care about the life or death of the human race, and after the defeat of the Orcs, the second king of the High Elves, King Anastarian, broke away from the alliance without even saying a word, which led to the invasion of the Scourge Legion, and the human countries thought that they were still allies, and sent him a request for help more than once, but he completely ignored it.

This can be regarded as the reason why Kael'thas was made difficult by humans in every way later, and he did it all by himself.

The orcs attacked the territory of the Queen Nozomi family, and the members of the Windranger family were slaughtered in large numbers, and in the end, only Queen Nozomi and her sister Aurelia and sister Winlessa were left, and there may be a youngest sister, but it was missing, and eighty percent of them were already GG.

That's why Aurelia ignored King Anastarian's orders and led the Ranger troops into the Outlands with other Alliance heroes.

By the way, the orcs snatched the runestone in order to use the power of this stone to transform the ogres and make them more intelligent, and they made the two-headed ogre, of which Gugar is a representative figure.

In short, the High Elves looked down on anyone, believing that no force could defeat them in Azeroth, and it was their arrogance that led to their defeat.

They had no experience in fighting undead creatures, and the sparsely populated High Elves faced the sea of the undead, and even if everyone knew how to use both spells, they didn't know where to fight, because everywhere was an enemy.

Therefore, in the end, they can only use the power of the sunwell to open a magical barrier, protect themselves with the help of this huge turtle shell, and use the infinite energy of the sunwell as a backing to fight to drag the Scourge to death.

Speaking of which, I have to talk about the shamelessness of the High Elves again, or the shamelessness of the members of the Council of Silvermoon City (they can't be killed with a hammer), they can't fight back in the turtle shell, of course, they can't drag the Scourge Legion, they are thinking of using humans again, as long as the humans finish solving their own family affairs, they will persuade the humans to help them solve these undead, and when the time comes, as long as they take some excuse to explain why they didn't help at the first time when the natural disaster broke out, and then in the name of the Alliance, the human beings who have sworn will definitely be used again。

They had a good idea, but unfortunately the goal of the Scourges and the Dreadlord was the energy of the solar well, and they would not let this energy be wasted on maintaining a large "turtle shell", so they had already prepared.

That's why the battle between the Scourge Legion and the High Elves started a long time ago, they had already bought off a high-level member of the High Elves, with the help of this traitor, they polluted the Well of the Sun, the Well of the Sun was corrupted, the entire magic net was paralyzed, even the space was shaken, the High Elves couldn't even send in reinforcements from the outside world, the "turtle shell" was self-defeating, and now there was nothing to stop the army of millions of undead.

The elven high-ranking man's name was Darkan, and he betrayed his people for the power of the sunwell, but he soon discovered that Neozu and the Dreadlord had deceived him, and they were not ready to give him the power of the sunwell, so he had the intention of betraying, and as a result, he was killed by Arthas in the original book, and became one of the undead controlled by Neozu.

Gossip aside.

Maybe Lordaeron has changed because of Zhang Li's chaos, but Quel'Salas didn't, what should be sacrificed here is still sacrificed, and what should be betrayed is still betrayed, but the protagonist has changed from Alsace to Muradin, but it's not bad, anyway, they are just users of Frost Sorrow, and this soul-absorbing artifact is now very powerful.

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"The men have taken possession of the Sodoril River, and destroyed the bridge over it, which is the gateway to the Eastern Tirisfa (the Western Plague Land), and not only that, but the King's Way is heavily guarded, and we cannot enter the valley of Alterac through it, nor can we enter the hills of Hillsbrad to attack Dalaran. ”

Standing at the top of a mountain, Muradin's cold, dead face recounted the information he had received, and beside him stood the Dreadlord, who seemed to be saying to the Dreadlord, "Look, what I said has come true, because you didn't listen to me, and now the back road is cut off."

"Then we'll crush them!

Muradin didn't say anything, he was only a nominal commander anyway, and he had to obey any orders from the Dreadlord.

As a result, the army of more than 700,000 undead began to move, and the original army of one million was consumed by nearly 300,000 in Quel'Thalas, but it was still magnificent.

The undead in the mountains can't escape the eyes of others, and Lordaeron got the news as soon as possible and responded to it.

Trying to shake the 700,000 army head-on is definitely looking for death, they can only shrink their forces and use the favorable areas to hold on, when the Scourge Legion deals with the High Elves, those most favorable areas are regained by humans, and it also gives them time to build fortifications, which is good news.

The Eastern Plague Lands are surrounded by mountains, and there are only two places where there are only two places that can lead to the outside world, the Great River Sodoril connects to the Western Plague, and behind the Hand of Tyr there is a coast to wade through the sea (DK spawn point), and the rest of the place is full of mountains.

Now that the Sodoril Bridge had been destroyed, the river was so turbulent that they could not cross it with the light weight of the undead.

If they want to go from the sea, unless they hollow out the mountains, they will have to face the solid walls of the hand of Tyr, but it is basically impossible for the 700,000 army to cross the sea to Dalaran, they do not have so many ships, and the characteristic of the Scourge is to create troops wherever they want, so they will never fight with the hand of Tyr.

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"Ah......hh My baby...... Kid ahhhhhh......h

"Woo...... Brother...... Brother ......"

This is a village called Bromir, and it is only half a day's journey from the Chapel of the Light's Wish, but just behind this village is a base of the Scourge Legion, so until now the knights of the Silver Hand dare to come here to search for supplies.

With the invasion of the Scourge Legion, the production lines have completely collapsed, and while food and water can be discerned and purified by the Light, humans are fragile creatures who often need a lot more to survive.

Clothing, medicines, brass and ironware, many things are essential.

Therefore, most of these fighters work part-time as "scavengers", and when they capture a village, they often have to search the village carefully.

And this search can sometimes bring surprises, such as some uninfected humans, who may be in the basement, or in some small enclosed attic, but unexpectedly, there are some survivors in Bromir.

They were safe, and when their survival was assured, the painful memories exploded, and these people hugged each other and wept bitterly.

"Cheer up, everyone!" shouted a paladin as he stood in front of the men, drawing attention to him.

"I understand your pain, my youngest brother also died at the hands of the undead......" A gleam appeared in his eyes, "He hasn't even had time to look at the world more......"

"But we must not let this cause us to languish!" he cried, "think of your families, think of the poor people who died and were forced to stand up!

"There is a bonanza near the Hand of Tyr that originally belonged to the Minehir family, and now the new king, His Majesty Arthas, has given it to us! Those who can afford to take weapons go to the battlefield! Those who can't afford to mine them! Or you can do something else that will help the battle situation, even if it is just to sew some clothes, it will be a help to the soldiers on the front, O people of Lordaeron!

Hatred is the power that unites people, makes them forget their fears, and enables everyone to be a warrior.

"It's unbelievable that mortals can do this, when they are so weak. "Sodoril River, the army of the undead has been attacking here for three days, three days, they have tried all kinds of methods, but they have never taken a single step.

Those humans, they seem to have given up all desires, they don't need anyone to urge them, and they stick to their posts until they exhaust their last strength.

"Weak, but also strong, when a person doesn't take death seriously, nothing can stop them. Muradin still had the same cold face, and the same voice was the same.

"But everything is in vain in the face of absolute power!" the Dreadlord sneered, then turned his head to look at Muradin, "Where's Naxxramas?!"

"I'll be able to fly tomorrow. ”

"Then let these humans be stunned for another day. ”