The soldiers on the defense line of the Knights of the Silver Hand even watched helplessly as the undead army that was about to attack their own defense line slowed down in an instant. Each undead looked around blankly, and then was submerged in the waves of the same kind all over the mountains and plains.

This battle was won incredibly quickly. It was unbelievable that until all the undead in front of them were wiped out, the soldiers discovered that there was another force launching a pincer attack from behind the natural disaster troops - it was the undead that had been in a daze before!

After the battle, the first thing that came to mind for these free undead who had just escaped from the Lich King's mental control and had not yet recovered from their dazed state was to walk towards their former compatriots with joy.

They were soldiers fighting for Lordaeron during their lives, civilians and farmers who died from the plague. Everything after death was like a dream, a clear but involuntary nightmare.

Now……

This nightmare...

Finally woke up!

Most of them were walking towards the defense line, with strange expressions on their withered and rotten faces, which seemed to be exciting, joyful, and tearful, but they were suffering from the fact that their tear glands were long gone. Some of them had relatively intact vocal cords.

, even shouted hoarsely: "I am free, I am finally free!"

But in the eyes of the soldiers, they are still undead after all.

In the year when natural disasters wreaked havoc on Lordaeron, the absolute evil of the undead was branded deeply into everyone's heart. Even though these strange undead helped them defeat the natural disaster troops, the soldiers never thought

, their attitude towards themselves will be friendly.

Facing the free undead that were about to arrive at the defense line, these soldiers made the choice that any normal person would make - they could not let them attack the defense line!

then……

What greets the free dead is not the warm and empathetic embrace of our former compatriots, but the shining sword.

No matter how they explained with fear and anger, no soldiers stopped killing. Maybe this was another conspiracy concocted by the Scourge Legion to break through the defense line, deception, deceit, and tricks... In order to eliminate the living, the Scourge Legion used all methods

pole.

The soldiers were already used to it.

Perhaps there is another army of natural disasters hidden in the forest behind these strange undead, waiting for them to cause chaos on the defense line, and then attack immediately to completely penetrate the loophole-filled coalition defense line...

When the last free undead who dared to approach the defense line was killed by the sword, the remaining ones no longer dared to step forward. They looked at their former compatriots in grief, let out a shrill roar, turned around and disappeared into the forest...

The same tragedy is still happening in the Blood Elf Bastion, in the defense line along Lake Lordamre, and in every battlefield where the Scourge is fighting...

"What exactly is going on?"

After receiving the report from the front line, Kael'thas personally came to the Blood Elf Barrier to check the situation, but all he could see were piles of undead corpses - including the natural disaster undead that were still attacking the barrier not long ago, and the free undead that had regained their freedom.

The cooling of the hot blood may be enough to trigger a different kind of chemical reaction in the hearts of these soldiers who had just killed hundreds of free undead who had stretched out their arms to them.

The soldiers who carried the corpses and set them on fire moved slowly and looked solemn.

Some people knelt on one knee beside the corpses of free undead who had been killed by their own hands or who had called out their names. The confused expressions of these free undead before death were still vivid in their minds. They gradually realized that they seemed to...

Annoyance and regret intertwined into a very strange emotion, just like the behavior of these dazed free undead.

Why is it at this time? When a natural disaster hits the defense line?

"Your Highness, perhaps a new force is about to be born. Although they also have an unforgettable hatred for the Scourge Legion, the separation between life and death is the insurmountable gap between us and them."

Angmar smiled bitterly and took two steps forward, standing side by side with Kael'thas, looking at the thickly misty Tirisfal Glades.

The sun was shining brightly, and the brightest light of the day could not penetrate the thick fog, dispel the darkness, and bring light to this deeply corrupted land.

"But no matter what, it has become a destiny for Arthas and the Scourge to be driven out of the Eastern Continent. This is always a good thing... right?" Angmar was not sure. Even if he was guided, the Forgotten Ones would

Overall, is the birth a good thing or a bad thing?

At this moment, he thought of Sylvanas.

She will definitely integrate all the free undead, and the Forsaken will eventually appear. This force cannot be ignored and will be the last straw that breaks Arthas's back.

Judging from the number of free undead returned by the investigation, Illidan did succeed and severely damaged the Lich King who was sealed in the ice by Kil'jaeden. The latter began to lose its power and lost its once majestic spirit.

strength.

Although it is not known whether Ner'zhul's injury is serious enough to immediately recall Alsace, the container he had already chosen, and merge with it, but even if he does not recall Alsace, there are allied forces from all races pressing closer.

With the free undead led by Sylvanas inside, Alsace's main force is also unable to sustain itself. I am afraid that within half a month, it will be completely driven out of the Eastern Continent.

After a short victory, new problems will follow.

If the Forsaken occupy the capital of Lordaeron like in the official history, there may be some conflicts with the remnants of Lordaeron.

Sylvanas needs land, resources and time to support an army that is enough to counterattack Northrend and complete the great cause of revenge.

She will never give up the former home of the remnants of Lordaeron. The only good thing is that this corrupted land is no longer suitable for human habitation, and perhaps the conflicts arising from this will not be too severe.

"The war is urgent, and there is no much-anticipated inauguration ceremony to be held for you, Angmar. I am going to conduct the magister review process immediately. If everything goes well, you will become the Grand Magister of Quel'Thalas by nightfall today."

Kael'thas stared at the corrupted earth, suddenly turned back and said to Angmar.

Angmar didn't expect that the prince would mention his promotion at such a time. He couldn't help but be startled. After thinking about it, he felt that the prince was a little impatient.

Now that we are winning consecutive battles and the victory is certain, it is a good time to hold a grand ceremony to inspire people, no matter who is the protagonist of the ceremony.

Although it will cause some waste of resources, it will result in high morale of the people, with no harm at all.

He thought that there might be something else that made Prince Kael'thas a little anxious.

Angmar thought for a long time and decided to ask directly. He said, "What happened, Your Highness?"

Kael'thas smiled and said: "Yesterday, the Kingdom of Stormwind sent a diplomatic request through official channels. I want you to be the diplomatic envoy this time and go to meet with their king on my behalf."

I see.

Angmar was stunned.

No wonder they are eager to promote him. After all, an envoy is the face of a country, and going as a Grand Magister will also gain more attention from the Kingdom of Stormwind.

But... Angmar doesn't think he is the best candidate.

Victory is imminent and the Forgotten One is about to be born. He doesn’t want to leave at this time?

The victory of the coalition forces of all races has been destined, and new conflicts will arise. Angmar has not yet figured out how to resolve the possible conflicts between the Forsaken and the immigrants of Lordaeron.

There are too many natural disaster undead who have regained their freedom, and Sylvanas alone can subdue hundreds of thousands of them.

Defeating the Scourge once and for all will not be easy.

Angmar values ​​the potential behind the Forsaken, and they will be a powerful force that cannot be ignored during the Northern Expedition.

With the strength of the various clans strong and the Lich King suffering heavy losses, this is the best opportunity to strike while the iron is hot, march into Northrend, and eliminate the Scourge forever.

How to lead the Forgotten on the right path is the most important issue at the moment. Fortunately, Angmar has one last insurance policy.

Counterattacking Northrend requires not only the coalition of all races, but also the participation of powerful countries like the Kingdom of Stormwind.

Perhaps Onyxia, who controls the politics of the Kingdom of Stormwind, will not allow the Kingdom of Stormwind to participate, just like she refused to join the coalition of tribes. But with this opportunity, Angmar may be able to fight for more rights for the blood elves and the coalition.

In the end he said nothing and just nodded.

"Okay, go back and pack up, and lead the envoy south tomorrow morning. Archbishop Benedictus wants to go with you, and he just wants to take Archbishop Fao and Princess Calia to the North County Monastery for proper treatment."
Chapter completed!