Necromancer in another world

Chapter 501 The Storm Blows
Naxxramas, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly moved. This city in the sky with terrifying power captured the Holy Light's Hope Chapel with a thunderbolt, showing its horror to the world with the blood of the Silver Dawn, and Now its front is directed at Tyr's hand.

In Stormwind Keep, Varian, the Grand Duke of Bolvar, the Countess of Prestor, and Marshal Windsor all had serious expressions on their faces, and little Anduin, who was standing beside his father, also had a worried look on his face. .

Naxxramas actually moved, Light's Hope Chapel fell, and the Argent Dawn was destroyed. Such news dropped a heavy bomb in this already restless world.Varian convened everyone to discuss how to deal with this matter, because the message for help from Tyr's Hand had been sent to him, and the sender was Queen Scarlett of Arathor.

Varian, who received the news, naturally couldn't stand by and watch, but rescue is not as simple as talking about it, it needs to take practical actions.To rescue others, you must have an army. It is quite difficult to send an army to support others in just two or three days.

"Counting the preparations before the battle and the time spent on teleportation, the troops that we can teleport to the Hand of Tyre in less than three days, except for the guards of Stormwind City and the palace guards, are the only ones in the first ranks. The Expeditionary Force and the Ninth Army on the battlefield."

As expected of the marshal, Windsor knew the situation of the kingdom's army like the back of his hand. He just thought about it for a while and said that the kingdom could support the troops of Tyr's Hand.

Time is really tight. It will not take more than three days from receiving the message to the start of the battle at Tyre's Hand. There are too few troops that can be transferred to Tyre's Hand in such a short period of time. An Neng chose several times more troops, so why are they so stretched.

"The battle situation in Arathi Highlands will not change greatly. It is impossible for Cirvanas to provoke a war at this time. Let the Ninth Legion and Link of Dun Mod be ready. I will select 1 people from Kus' Royal City Guard Five Army, and another 3000 people from the palace guards will be led by me to the hand of Tyre."

Varian will go to the Hand of Tyr himself this time. The name Kel'Thuzad has stimulated him. As long as Kel'Thuzad dares to end, he will seize every opportunity to kill this archlich.

When Alsace killed King Terenas himself in order to revive Kel'Thuzad, Varian could not forgive this incident the most.Varian, who lost his parents since he was a child, has a kind of admiration for Terenas, and he has already regarded this wise king as his father in his heart.This can be seen from his firm support for Terenas' decision not to kill the orcs after the defeat of the orcs, because the orcs were the chief culprits that caused Varian's country to be destroyed when he was young. died his own father.

In fact, Varian's fate is also tragic, and God didn't give him half a share of preferential treatment just because he is the second generation of the king.

He witnessed his father being stabbed and his heart ripped out when he was an unworldly child, and he watched his kingdom be razed to the ground by orcs not long after that. , but he had to flee in embarrassment under the protection of Anduin Lothar.

The destruction of the kingdom made him sojourn in the courts of other countries, where he grew up with the children of Terenas Menethil, King of Lordaeron.This situation continued until the Orc Horde was defeated by the Human Alliance and the reconstruction of Stormwind City destroyed by it was completed.

During this period, he lost Lothar - the legendary hero he regarded as his foster father, and his closest friend Arthas who turned into a bastard who harmed the world after they grew up - Ner'zhul's first A general and the second Lich King.

It can be seen that the ups and downs that Varian has experienced, but it is these sufferings that have created Varian and made him the greatest warrior and king in human history.

"Your Majesty Varian, let me lead the army, it's too dangerous."

Varian wants to go to Tyr's Hand Bolvar to stop him immediately. The strength of Naxxramas is too terrifying. Even with the strength of Tyr's Hand, even with the reinforcements from Stormwind City, he is still at an absolute disadvantage. How could bringing Varian back as his master allowed him to risk himself?
"Dangerous? Do you think I mobilized the army to pay for my vacation?"

"But……"

"Don't say any more, Bolvar, no one can change what I have decided. Kel'Thuzad and Arthas are two bastards, I must kill them with my own hands."

Needless to say about Alsace, Kel'Thuzad became a lich's phylactery but was cast from the bones of King Terenas. Varian hated Kel'Thuzad no less than he hated Alsace.

Seeing Varian's expression, Bovar knew that he could not persuade him, but he would not let Varian take risks alone, so he said firmly: "If you insist on going, please allow me with you."

"No, Stormwind City cannot be guarded by strong men."

Varian shook his head. If Bolvar also left, the Prestor line that had just been suppressed would probably resurface.

Bolvar did not remain silent after being rejected. Perhaps most of the subjects of the Stormwind Kingdom did not dare to take a breath in front of Varian, a powerful king, but there was no Bolvar among these people.

"Stormwind City will be fine with Archbishop, I believe Archbishop will do better than me."

"You..." Varian stared at Bolvar, who looked at him firmly, and finally Varian sighed, "Okay."

When Bolvar and Varian were talking, the others were very smart and kept silent. Onyxia, who was the Countess of Prestor, said nothing, and she couldn't help sneering in her heart. It's good that Val trusts Benedictus so much.

When the Stormwind Kingdom mobilized its troops, other places were not calm. The dwarf king Magni Bronzebeard and the high craftsman Mekkatorque in Ironforge immediately put down their hands after hearing that Naxxramas was approaching the hand of Tyr. Things got together and discussed.Although they were anxious to subdue Gnomeregan, Kel'Thuzad's conquest of Tyr's Hand had to be expressed. A troop of [-] dwarves and nearly [-] warriors newly trained by the gnomes were assembled. stand up.

The night elves continued their silence, the tauren couldn't help themselves, and the Undercity didn't respond.

Thrall of Orgrimmar would like to send troops to support Tyr's hand, but the problem is that the orc army has been sent out before that, and they are helping the tauren to clean up the resurgent centaurs, so it is too late in such a short time Send troops.Fortunately, Wojin used Suzas, the sword of the troll empire, to gather a lot of troll warriors during this time, otherwise Leo and the others would really not get reinforcements from the tribe in this battle.

Warriors from all over the world are gathering towards the Hand of Tyr, where they will fight a fierce battle with the Scourge led by Kel'Thuzad, a fierce battle that can affect the trend of the world.

The storm of war blew up, but the hand of Tyre, which was the center of the storm, seemed calm at this moment. The Scarlet Crusade and the warriors of the Argent Dawn were being integrated. Marlan and Karin arranged for Tyre according to Scarlett's order. Bettina led the dwarf warriors and blood elves to guard the teleportation array, guarding against possible destroyers.

Leo is very worried now. He doesn't know whether it is his own illusion or something else. He always feels that Pasonia is hiding something from him. Thinking about the two battles in Tyr's Hand, Pasonia didn't do anything and went into stealth Later, she seemed to have some scruples.It's just that she doesn't have anything to do if she doesn't tell Leo. With Pasonia's temperament, if she doesn't want to tell others, Leo won't get an answer even if she asks.

What's the matter, Pasonia?
Leo frowned with a troubled look on his face. His expression misunderstood Liadlin beside him. The blood elf countess mistakenly thought it was expressing dissatisfaction with her.

"It's not that Silvermoon City is unwilling to send more troops, but that the Amani trolls in Zul'jin have changed. In order to guard against them, Silvermoon City had to send heavy troops to the Temple of the Sun. A troop of 3 people has already been drawn. It's our limit."

He waved his hand to indicate that he understood the difficulties of the blood elves, but Leo didn't explain to Liad Lindo, he talked about other things.

"I'm not really worried about Kel'Thuzad and Sapphiron. I'm just afraid that that guy will show up. Is there a way for Silvermoon City to contact Prince Kael'thas?"

that guy?

Liadlin knew who Leo was talking about as soon as she pondered for a moment. She first showed doubts on her face and then nodded affirmatively.

"This is indeed very possible. The betrayal of Gothick and Anubrekan is indeed attractive enough, not to mention Scarlett, a female paladin of the Lothar family, the Scourge has already regarded her as the second An ashen lord. But it is not so easy to contact Prince Kael'thas, so I can only try my best."

What Leo said made Liadrin realize the seriousness of the situation. Tyr's Hand is now attractive enough to have a great possibility of attracting the other party. If this kind of thing really happens, they are not prepared. If you are caught off guard and suffer heavy casualties, it will be terrible.

"Go and try, if possible..." Leo looked at Liadlin, and then continued after the latter nodded at him knowingly, "That would be great."

Liadlin turned around and walked towards the teleportation formation. After walking a certain distance, she turned around suddenly: "I heard that you are investigating a hermit in the Plaguelands?"

Leo looked at Liadlin in surprise. The blood elves' intelligence ability is really not weak, and they even know about this.

"That's right, I heard that there is a strong man living in seclusion in the Plaguelands, and I am going to find him out of the mountain to fight against such a powerful enemy as the Scourge. It would be good to get more help."

Is it really that simple?
Liadrin didn't believe it. The more understated and vague Leo's words were, the more interested she was. In the eyes of the blood elf countess, the hermit was by no means an ordinary strongman, because her behavior towards Leo was really serious. It's too clear.

"What's the name of that hermit?" Leo scratched his face under Liadrin's gaze, with a thoughtful expression on his face, "It seems to be Tirion Fordring."

Lord of the Silver Hand!
Liadrin's eyes froze, and then the countess of the blood elf burst into a shameful smile that made flowers hide their faces.

"There are always surprises with you. I am more and more confident in this battle, Leo."

(End of this chapter)