Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

West Wilder is already red everywhere!

There used to be 400,000 people living here, but now there are only 120,000 refugees in Hearthglen!

Arthas' heart was bleeding. With the 120,000 refugees plus the original 30,000 subjects of Hearthglen, the entire West Wilder province was left with less than half of its population!

The number of population losses is equal to the number of undead armies!

Kel'Thuzad, even if he is dead, he can still appear in Arthas' mind as a victor!

Arthas was completely numb!

For the first time he felt the weight of the crown.

He could never have imagined that the powerful Lordaeron was not defeated by the orcs, but instead fell at the hands of an evil necromancer!

Fortunately, this is only West Wilder, which is relatively close to Andorhal, and food can be transported quickly. Arthas can only hope that the situation in East Wilder is not so bad!

Now Kel'Thuzad is dead, but the dreadlord Mal'Ganis that Kel'Thuzad mentioned is still lurking in the darkness!

So, our Prince of Lordaeron only rested in Hearthglen for one night, and was ready to lead his team out early the next morning to continue his pursuit eastwards. His target was Stratholme, the largest city in eastern Lordaeron!

In fact, the situation in West Wilder was not as bad as Alsace expected.

It is true that there are only 150,000 people in Hearthglen, but no one stipulates that if you want to escape, you must flee to Hearthglen in the north, right?

The farmers in the base have complete IQs, and with Garin's command, in addition to the part heading north, there are also two groups of refugees.

One group went east across the North Thandoril River and entered Darrowshire in East Wilder, and the other group went south through the path in Andorhal to enter the Hinterlands!

Therefore, the remaining living people are only a little over 100,000 at most, and the army of Lordaeron can easily suppress this group of brainless zombies.

Of course, the premise is that nothing unexpected happens.

Unfortunately, Arthas didn't know that he had already arrived at the gate of Hearthglen.

"Jaina, I need your help. Can you go back to Hillsbrad and inform Uther of the situation here? I need reinforcements, a lot of reinforcements. Now only you can bring Uther here as quickly as possible!"

"Please! Jaina, every second is precious now!"

Jaina nodded, then opened a portal to Dalaran and walked in.

This move made the five people in Hearthglen open their eyes wide, and they exchanged glances secretly with each other.

Arthas breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Jaina disappear into the distance.

"Lord Tyran, and everyone else, I need to set off immediately to East Wilde to stop the spread of the plague. Hearthglen depends on you!"

Arthas stared at the five people and sighed in his heart. The five people in front of him were all talented, but it was a pity that they didn't seem to have the intention to follow him...

In fact, he thought about forcibly recruiting some people from Hearthglen in his capacity as the crown prince, but there were still hundreds of thousands of people here who needed to be protected. If he took away some of the garrison, the original guarding force of only 500 soldiers would become even weaker.

"Your Highness Arthas, are you really not going to wait for the reinforcements to arrive before taking action?"

Taelan tried to dissuade him. With hundreds of undead in the wild, it would be easy for Arthas's team of a few hundred people to fall in. Taelan's dissuading him was fulfilling his responsibility as the lord of Lordaeron.

"No, every minute I delay will bring Andorhal's food closer to Stratholme. I must set off as soon as possible!"

"Have a safe journey, Your Highness!"

"May the Holy Light bless you!"

"hope so……"

Arthas threw his cloak, jumped on his horse, and set off with his team.

When Arthas and the others walked away, Taelan sighed.

"In fact, I admire him very much. If it were me, I would not go deep into East Wilder with only a few hundred people!"

Although the Weald region is divided into two parts, East and West, the conditions in these two areas are very different except that the land is equally fertile.

Apart from anything else, the population in the east is half that of the west, and the terrain is more vast. If the situation there is the same as in West Wilder, then the number of undead will be several times that of here!

"For now, we can only hope that the holy light will bless him. After all, we don't have enough manpower of our own!" Bridget also looked at Arthas' back.

Unlike the Fording family, the Abidis family is not only a noble family of Lordaeron, but also serves in the kingdom's army. If the prince holds a grudge against them,

"There's nothing we can do about it. Tailan only has 500 guards, and we're just adults, so we don't have any subordinates at all!"

Renault didn't care. The Mograine family, like the Fording family, was an ancient noble family that could even be traced back to the era of the Arathor Empire. The family history was even longer than that of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

These families are considered to be veterans in the Kingdom of Lordaeron. If pushed to the limit, they can join other countries with their family fiefdoms, just like the Barov family did.

"Well, the prince is still a prince, not a king yet. The refugees in Hearthglen are our current focus!" Matt Wynn sneered. She didn't care the most. If she couldn't stay in Lordaeron, she could go to Stromgarde. She could get along well anyway. If her parents were not still in Lordaeron, she would have planned to live in the Cathedral of the White City permanently.

"Yes, Hearthglen is our top priority. It is related to whether we can accomplish great things!" Renault clenched his fists!

Being loyal to the royal family can indeed be a smooth road to promotion, but if Renault wants to prove his ability and surpass old Mograine, he must take the most difficult path!

Now that his good brother Taelan has inherited the territory and title at a young age, and the kingdom is in crisis, as long as they can keep Hearthglen, resettle hundreds of thousands of refugees, and then send troops to defeat the undead at the right time, if they can recapture Andorhal and even the entire Westwild, then they will be famous in the history of the Kingdom of Lordaeron!

The five people never dreamed that they had come to Hearthglen to simply celebrate for Tyran, but a king of rolls would appear among them...

At this time, Tailan's eyes sparkled: "Lady Jaina's portal just now gave me an idea of ​​a way to quickly collect food!"

"Strongfort!"

Several people said it in unison!

"Yes, I heard about Helm's Deep in the northwest when I was in the White City!"

"That's Stromgarde's main grain-producing area! I heard that the grain produced there is enough to feed the entire nation, and it's even exported to the dwarves and Stormwind Kingdom in the south!"

"Just contact Brother Jialin!"

"That's right, let's go buy food from Brother Jialin!"

"Then find Master Gandalf to open the portal!"

"That's a great idea!"

The five of us worked together to perfect a simple plan.

"The problem is... we can't take it for free..."

"Don't look at me. The only things worth money on me are this armor and this hammer!"

"Well... the Fording family still has some savings."

"Then how do we contact Brother Jialin?"

"When Lady Jaina comes back, we will ask her to open the door and head to the White City!"

"But! We don't know the public teleportation coordinates of Holy White City!"

At this time, Matt Wynn said proudly: "I know this!"