As soon as Alsace stepped forward, Regan felt that all the strength in his body was drained out like a rubber ball. His legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
"What's going on, Regan!" Sophie hurried over and supported him with Tirion.
"It's okay... I'm just a little weak," Regan forced a smile, "If the Lich King slows down for a moment, I will be exposed."
"But you are already proud enough, Baron Christian," Darien nodded to him in a friendly manner, "As the first mortal in Azeroth to hurt him, your name should be engraved at the bottom of the Hero Valley."
"If everyone hadn't worked together, how could this kid have gotten such a bargain?" Tirion punched Ragen twice, but the admiration on his face was clear.
"Ahem, if you keep hammering like this, I will really die on the spot." Regen pretended to cough twice, and then asked with some confusion, "But why did the Lich King warn us before he left?
, could there really be a disaster coming to Azeroth soon?"
"It's not impossible. Although Arthas is hateful, he never bothers to lie," Darien took over. The death knight commander had obviously lost allegiance to the Lich King. "As far as I know, his
Lieutenant Kel'Thuzad has been appearing frequently across Azeroth recently. Although it is not clear what he wants to do, there is no doubt that he is here to cause trouble for the Horde and Alliance."
"Yes, he also appeared in the battle with the Black Dragon Princess. This cunning lich is best at fanning the flames. I think what Alsace said is true." Regen nodded in response.
"It seems that he wants us to be attacked from both sides..." Tirion pondered for a while, then looked up at Ragen and Darion, seeming to have strengthened his determination.
"Everyone!" The old knight looked around at the surviving knights and said in a loud voice, "We have just experienced a tragic battle. The blood of countless heroes has been shed on this land. Their deeds will never be forgotten!
The Lich King must pay for what he has done, and we will not allow him to wreak havoc on our world in the future!"
"Brothers and sisters, I promise you now that the Lich King will be destroyed! Today, I declare that the Silver Hand and the Argent Dawn will become a family for a common goal! We will climb back where we fell before.
Rise up and be victorious! We will declare war on Arthas and finally bring down the Frostcrown Wall!"
"The same is true for the Knights of the Ebon Blade!" Darien said in a deep voice to his subordinates, "The era of Acherus has ended. I declare that all death knights have separated from the Scourge. Even if we have no place in the mortal world,
We will also fight to end the Lich King!"
"For the revenge of Lordaeron!"
After a moment of silence, Thassarian raised the rune sword in his hand and responded to the call of the great lord, "For our former city-state, for our lost relatives - I, Thassarian, am willing to stand side by side with these respectable warriors.
Fight until Arthas pays for his sins!"
"For Lordaeron!"
Stirring shouts came from the mouths of the black and white knights. Maybe a moment ago they were mortal enemies fighting for life and death, but at this time, the common goal of overthrowing the Lich King made them allies of life and death!
"To make that dead king fall off his throne!" Maxwell laughed and high-fived Darien, and the long-lost smile also appeared on the cold face of the Lord of the Ebon Blade.
"And you, Ragen,"
Looking with relief at the warriors who had put aside their past grudges, Tirion waved to his godson who was about to challenge him, "The safety of Azeroth is equally important. As His Majesty Varian's most trusted knight, you have the responsibility to shoulder this important responsibility.
, we must find out and eliminate the hidden dangers he mentioned while we are holding Alsace back! Nothing is more important than the existence of this world!"
"I understand, my lord"
Although he was a little unwilling, Regan still agreed to Tirion's request because his reason told him that the gap between his own strength and Arthas was still huge, and it could not be changed by occasional miracles.
"Without further delay, Lord Fordring, I must return to Ebon Blade Fortress immediately to clear out the remnants of Arthas and bring out the death knights who are loyal to us. These powerful warriors will become a powerful help for us to gain a foothold in Northrend."
Darion suggested to Tirion
"That's very good," Tirion nodded slightly, "Then Mike and I will go to the Scarlet Port immediately. There should be ships there that the Crusaders didn't have time to burn, enough to carry our advance team to Northrend."
"As you wish, my lord," Darien bowed and replied, leading his men towards the Ebon Blade Fortress.
Watching the undead horses of the death knights roar away, Tirion patted Regan on the shoulder: "It's time for me to set off, kid. I hope you can come to Northern Xinjiang to help us as soon as possible."
"That day won't be too far away, sir," Regan smiled at the old knight, "Alsace is still waiting for me to take his head!"
"Courage is commendable, but you must strengthen your strength," Tirion added. "As soon as you return to Stormwind City, report this incident to His Majesty Varian and ask him to pardon all members of the Knights of the Ebon Blade.
, tell him that these soldiers have joined our camp."
"You can rest assured that His Majesty Varian is talented and intelligent. As long as he is willing to serve the Alliance, he does not care about the difference between the living and the undead. Little Sam is the first death knight recognized by him," Reagan replied
"Well, then I don't need to give you any more instructions," Tirion climbed onto his horse and waved to Regan and his party, "May the holy light illuminate your path, my children!"
"Take care all the way, Lord Fordring!"
Everyone, including Roxas, bowed deeply to this strong knight. Regardless of faith or race, the fearless spirit displayed by Tirion was a value appreciated by both orcs and elves. No wonder Artha
Si doesn't hesitate to use Darien as bait, but also wants to bring Tirion under his command. Although there are many powerful people in the mainland, how many of them are at the top of their personality and spirit?
"Perhaps a brave man like him can truly be hailed as the God's Chosen Warrior," the orc said sincerely as he looked at Juechen's walking back.
"Yes, there is no one in Azeroth who can confront the Lich King like Lord Fordring." Little Sam agreed with admiration.
"You have eyes on your foreheads. Can't Regan defeat the Lich King be called great?" Sophie knocked Sam on the head hard and stared at Roxas.
"Okay, dear Miss Sophie, it's our fault. Regan is also a great paladin." Roxas looked at the grinning Sam with sympathy, and helplessly begged the elf for mercy, "I just treated Brother Regan a little bit."
Let’s talk about it later… You must know that Lord Fording is his godfather after all, and the order of elder and younger cannot be messed up!”
"Huh, that's pretty much it!" Pepper let go of Sam's ears and clapped her hands proudly.
Looking at his companions who looked like living treasures, Regan was a little bit dumbfounded: "Okay, Roxus, you have almost turned into a talkative goblin. The matter of the Eastern Plague is over, we are about to leave for Stormwind City, you
What are your plans next?”
"If you don't mind having an orc following you, I will continue walking with you. I was originally going to get some thorium and an axe, but I didn't expect that the one-eyed dragon lord just gave me one as a gift," Roxas said proudly.
Di raised the battle ax in his hand. The blade was flashing with cyan arcane light. It should be a good and sophisticated weapon.
"Haha, that's perfect," Regan laughed and patted the orc's thick shoulder, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go now! I can't wait to introduce you to the delicacies and ale of Stormwind City.
!”
"Oh, of course I am honored, but are you sure that Stormwind City will welcome an orc?" Roxas asked hesitantly. After all, humans and orcs have been fighting for decades, and the hatred they have formed cannot be settled in just one or two sentences.
Can be untied
"It doesn't matter, Stormwind City has recently relaxed the conditions for recruiting mercenaries. When you enter the city, you will claim to be my family's mercenary. Those guards should not cause trouble."
"Yes, I forgot that you are also a baron, haha..." The orc suddenly noticed that Sophie was staring at him unhappily, and could only mumble with a few dry laughs.
"Okay, let's get ready to go," Regan looked at Roxas with a funny expression, like a mouse seeing a cat. He really didn't expect that the fearless orcs would also be defeated.
"It's getting late. We have to hurry back to Hearthglen, otherwise we'll have to sleep outside at night."
Everyone nodded in agreement and got on their mounts to prepare to set off.
At this time, Nathanos, who had been silent next to him, came over.
"Sir Christine, could you please take a moment to speak?" The Undead Ranger nodded slightly, as if he had greeted everyone.
"Of course, I wonder if you have any advice?"
Regan looked at the unknown undead with some surprise. Although he had helped him on the way not long ago, judging from the way the ranger immediately went to the chapel to help, it seemed that he was not a strong man willing to owe favors.
"Don't take it seriously," Nathanos shook his head, "I heard that you were once a high-ranking member of the Scarlet Crusade. Is this true?"
"Yes, I once served the Crusaders in Hearthglen," Regan replied calmly. Although the Scarlet Crusaders and the Forsaken of the Undercity are mortal enemies, the Undead Ranger should not fall out with him over this, let alone himself.
Already separated from the organization
"Then I think you would be interested in this information," Nathanos twitched his lips slightly, "As you know, since the death of Renault Mograine, the Crusaders in the Scarlet Monastery have been leaderless.
, they seem to have vented their anger at losing their leader on the forgotten civilians, and many innocent people have been killed by them in recent times."
"Oh? That's really unfortunate," Reigen mourned insincerely, but everyone could see that he was just perfunctory - although Reigen was not like ordinary crusaders who would kill all the undead on sight, but he wanted to
It would be a fantasy to ask him to feel sorry for the dead.
"But I think you have found the wrong person. Now I have nothing to do with the Scarlet Crusade, let alone commanding these madmen..." Regan secretly gloated, but on the surface he still shrugged with regret.
"No, no, I'm not asking you to restrain those Crusaders," Nathanos waved his hands repeatedly, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was sarcastic.
"I'm just here to tell you, if no one can persuade them to put down their weapons at this moment, maybe the memorial day of these soldiers will be in a few days!"