A few hours later, on the road from the Western Plaguelands to Tirisfal Glades
"Is this the reason why your queen is determined to create a massacre?" Regen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot at this moment. He gritted his teeth and looked at Nathanos, and asked bitterly, "That's a thousand lives.
Not a thousand bedbugs! You should know that your group of notorious pharmacists use poisonous gases that are no less powerful than natural disasters and plagues!"
"So this is why I hope you can persuade me to surrender," Nathanos sat comfortably on the skeleton horse, as if the target of Regan's roar was not him, "Since you have heard about the name of the Royal Apothecary of the Undercity,
You should know that these perverts won’t take any prisoners.”
"Besides, Her Majesty the Queen has become increasingly impatient with the monastery that cannot be conquered for a long time. Maybe after I bring the news of my appearance in Alsace, she will immediately order a poison gas attack on the Crusaders to deal with this stubborn enemy as soon as possible, so that
Go north to seek revenge on Alsace."
Regen was depressed and didn't speak. He knew that all this was not impossible. The Dark Queen's hatred for Arthas could destroy almost everything in front of her. This woman had taken revenge as her own since she escaped from the control of the Lich King.
The first goal after rebirth
"Your Excellency the Blighter, I think such a large-scale military operation should be decided with the opinion of the tribal chief." Seeing Regen struggling, Roxus couldn't help but stand up and speak for him, "Besides, plague gas bombs are such despicable things.
The weapons have already been sealed by the leaders' orders, so why does the Queen of Darkness take the lead in violating the ban?"
"Sealed?" Nathanos shook his head in amusement.
"Orcs, you have to understand that these weapons were originally made by the Forsaken, and all the bombs are stored in the Undercity. If the Queen needs to use them, is there any reason? Even if there are a few hundred rounds missing, who will
Will you know?"
"But..." Roxas, who was clumsy, could not say anything to refute. After all, it was only a temporary measure for the tribe to accept the Forsaken. The original consideration of the chief Thrall was more to have a foothold in the Eastern Continent, so that
The Horde won't completely lose touch with Azeroth
In Sylvanas's view, she must find a force to rely on so that the newborn Forsaken will not be isolated by all races. It can be said that the relationship between the Horde and the Undercity tends to use each other.
Not as harmonious as it seems
"In that case, why do you bother asking me to persuade you to surrender, Your Excellency the Witherer?" Regan asked with a stern face, "Not to mention whether the Crusaders will listen to me, just because you violated the Queen's original intention in private is enough for her to surrender.
You are beyond redemption.”
Nathanos hesitated for a moment and said with some hesitation: "It is true that the Queen did not authorize me to intervene in this matter, but the military information reported by Varimathras, the commander of the frontline troops, is obviously exaggerated. As a force, we have lost the will to fight."
The army, I don’t believe that the Crusaders can still fight back when they run out of ammunition and food.”
"Then what do you mean..."
"That big bat is stalling for time. He hopes that the Queen will hand over the right to use gas bombs to him," Nathanos said with a trace of disdain on his face.
"As a remnant of the Burning Legion, his surrender was not sincere, but was forced by the situation. In order to appease the people who surrendered from the Scourge Legion, the Queen had no choice but to reuse this capricious guy, and also sent the Defiler troops
I gave it to him, but even so, he is still as disgusting as before."
"But he has gained your queen's trust after all, hasn't he?" Roxas took the opportunity to stab the wither. It seems that the orcs have no good impressions of rotten meat balls and stinky bats.
"Disguise and deception are the specialties of the Dreadlords. Although the Queen knows that she cannot over-delegate power to this big bat, she cannot stop him from secretly cultivating his own power," Nathanos explained patiently, "And what worries me the most is
Not only that, recently the leader of the Royal Apothecary Association, the Great Apothecary Putres, seemed to have reached a tacit understanding with him. The two of them sang in harmony in front of the Queen, almost taking over the military power of the entire Undercity."
"If Varimathras is a liar, then Putres is an out-and-out pervert - his favorite thing to do is to piece the body parts of girls into abominations of different shapes, and then make these distortions
Creatures to devour more living people! Think about it, everyone, a combination of a pervert and a villain, what could be worse than this?"
Nathanos waved his arm with excitement, as if this would sweep the two of them out of the Undercity.
"Having said that...but according to what you said, I feel like this is more like a deal..." Regen glanced at the Witherer casually, and could not see any emotion fluctuations in the other person's dim pupils, "What if the Scarlet Crusade
By laying down his weapons and surrendering, Varimathras, the frontline commander, must have come to an end, and Putreis must have lost the reason to use poison gas bombs..."
"At the same time, those Crusaders can also leave alive," Nathanos added, and the Undead Ranger did not seem to shy away from the words of the transaction. "I have never denied that this is an exchange, but I believe it is good for both of us.
It is beneficial - you have saved thousands of human lives, and I can further eliminate the threat of those two poisonous snakes to the queen."
He brought the skeleton horse slightly closer and lowered his voice and said, "With your current status in Stormwind City and your experience as a Crusader, I believe it is not difficult to have these loyal and fanatical warriors serve you... a thousand
Elite warriors with all kinds of weapons, don’t tell me you won’t be moved, Sir Regan!”
"A thousand elite warriors!"
Regan's brows suddenly knitted together. Unlike the rookie who didn't know anything back then, he naturally understood the weight of this number after serving as an officer in the Stormwind City Command for several months.
In the Stormwind City military system, the squad is the most basic combat unit, followed by the squadron, the group, the regiment and the legion. An ordinary squad is composed of forty warriors. Correspondingly, the units below the regiment are all fifty-five.
Overlapping, that is to say, one squadron is under the jurisdiction of five squadrons, one squadron is under the jurisdiction of five squadrons, and one regiment is under the jurisdiction of five brigades; the final legion is composed of two regiments, and according to the standard configuration of 10,000 people at full strength
Now, according to Nathanos, there are still a thousand armed forces left in the monastery, which is the number of people in a large army. Although it does not sound like a lot, the key point is the word "elite"
Since the Battle of Mount Hyjal, large-scale attacks and killings of hundreds of thousands of people on the mainland have become very rare. After all, the mortal race has experienced a sharp decline in population after experiencing several wars, and can no longer withstand tragic battles such as Ragnarok.
It also led to the conflict between the alliance and the tribe becoming more miniaturized, and the war idea of valuing the elite rather than the masses was widely accepted.
During the Stormwind Army's siege against the Black Dragon, King Varian mobilized a total of 8,000 troops, many of whom were new recruits such as those commanded by Regan. Their role was more to learn and exercise, and to accumulate experience for subsequent wars.
Instead of being the main force to face the enemy head-on, the one that really confronts Kel'Thuzad's zombie army is Varian's most elite Guards Corps. Each of the soldiers is well-equipped and has complete military configurations. Such an elite unit
You can be proud of it anywhere in the mainland
The thousand crusaders that Nathanos promised to Regan are all veterans stationed in the Scarlet Monastery. Although they are surrounded by the Forgotten, they have been struggling with the army of the undead for several years with their exhausted troops.
Luo Luofeng, even if it cannot compare with powerful armies such as the Storm Guards, is still an excellent team.
If it were Varian who was standing in front of the Undead Ranger at this moment, I believe he would agree to the other party's conditions without hesitation, but Regan has not yet made a decision. He rubbed his brow and fell into deep thought.
"You know, Lord Wither,"
After a moment of silence, Regan met Nathanos's hopeful eyes and said, "I am not a person who is keen on power, and I don't think that relying on just a thousand people can make the Kingdom of Stormwind invincible, so you said let
These soldiers serve me, but I have no interest at all..."
"But," he said with a sudden emphasis, "no creature will just watch its own kind being tortured and killed, not to mention that they still have comradeship with me. If you don't want your political opponents to step on their corpses,
If you want to climb up, please show your sincerity and agree to a condition!"
Nathanos was slightly startled. In his impression during his lifetime, clergymen were all rigid and serious. Even paladins like Uther, who had been in the military all year round, basically spoke softly and righteously, and rarely spoke like a paladin.
Talking about conditions and transactions like a businessman, the Undead Ranger is now even more curious about the difference of this young knight.
"Well... Let's talk about it. As long as it doesn't involve the interests of the Undercity or cause harm to the tribe, I think all conditions can be negotiated." Nathanos nodded slightly.
"It's very simple. I only ask for an interview with your Queen of Darkness, Ms. Sylvanas." Regan made his request without hesitation.
As soon as these words came out, not only Nathanos, but also Sophie, Sam and Roxas were stunned.
"Brother Regan, you have to think about it!" Even though the orc's loud voice was lowered, it still made people look at him. "There are some ghastly dead people in the Undercity, let alone a paladin like you.
Which normal living person would want to stay in that place!"
"Yes, Regan, why are you so impulsive? You are not in a hurry to save people!" Sophie advised worriedly.
"It's okay," Regen smiled at his lover, indicating that she didn't have to worry.
"The deal between Master Wither and us is not over yet. I don't think he will let us die in a foreign land." Regen raised his eyebrows, seemingly asking but actually speaking in a determined tone, "Isn't it, Nassar?"
Mr. North?"
"Ha, you are such an interesting paladin. I think with your courage, even if you are walking alone in the Undercity, no one would dare to approach you!" Nathanos praised, "In that case, please come with me.
Dear guests," the undead ranger made an invitation gesture