"Boom"

A thunderous hiss flashed in the dark sky covered with heavy rain, and the white light that tore through the darkness illuminated the watchtower, on the heavy city wall, the mage Dalaran, who replaced the ** division Khadgar stationed at the watchtower, clung to the cold masonry of the city wall, and in the beating of the raindrops, the mage's usual elegance disappeared completely, and his fingers had appeared pale because of excessive force.

But he didn't realize it, like a sculpture in the rain, stunned by what was happening in front of him.

The shrill sound of alarm bells echoed throughout the fortress, and soldiers and commanders alike were awakened in the approaching dawn of the night.

Something happened!

A few minutes later, the Commander of the Watchers, who had led his army into Danas in the Outlands of Draenor. General Torbain rushed up the city wall in the torrential rain, and the figure in the rain was like a mountain, and the panic of the soldiers guarding here became calmer when he saw him coming.

"Report the situation, soldier!"

General Danas wiped the rain from his face, and he shouted, "What happened to make you ring the alarm?" ”

"General, it's... It's the Dark Gate! ”

The Alliance lieutenant guarding the watchtower pointed to the south of the Cursed Lands with a pale face, his eyes beating with undisguised horror:

"That door, that door is back open!"

"What?!"

A foolish flame rose in Danas's eyes, and he grabbed the mage who was standing still, who came back to his senses and hurriedly blessed the general with an eagle eye spell, through the heavy night and torrential rain, Danas could only faintly see the direction of the Dark Gate, where the dark green fire was shining, and the Alliance sentry posts erected outside the Dark Gate were constantly emitting light warnings.

"It's opening!"

Danas clenched his fists, "It shouldn't be like this, Khadgar has been..."

"Alex!"

The general turned his head and shouted, and a moment later, the elven paladin commander in heavy armor, who was stationed at the Watch Fort on behalf of Quel'Salas and the Silver Hand, and was currently one of General Danas's deputies, strode into the watchtower.

The general looked at the handsome and resolute paladin, and he said in a deep voice:

"Gather the paladins and heavy cavalry and follow me to the Dark Gate!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Alex. A glint flashed in Flameblade's eyes, and he responded loudly to the order, and then quickly left the sentry post to get the news of the dwarven griffin knight commander Alfonso. Thunder also rushed into the sentry in a hurry, he fiddled with the strange telescope in his hand, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he said to Danas with an ugly face:

"In this weather, the griffin knight can't take off to support you."

"No support needed!"

Danas's fingers moved, and there was a stubbornness in his eyes:

"I've got to see, Khadgar promised me, if he hadn't lost his mind, it would mean that something new had happened in that world... No matter what! ”

The general looked back at the young mage Dalaran, who had black hair and bright eyes, and if Danas remembered correctly, this guy should have been "dispatched" to the Watch Fortress.

It is said that this young mage has a bad reputation in Dalaran, by the way, his name is Ronin, and he is the guy who was almost killed by the Death Lord Silent 3 years ago.

The general looked at the mage's nervous eyes, and he sighed, at such times, he missed Khadgar very much, although that guy was sometimes unreliable, but it was much better than the rookie in front of him.

"Ronin, you haven't been on the battlefield, have you?"

The question brought the nervous young mage back to his senses, and as if he had been insulted, he clenched his fists and said loudly:

"Nope! I've been on the battlefield, I've fought those Death Knights in the Hillsbrad Hills with Grand Knight Gavinrad! ”

"Huh?"

This answer caused General Danas to raise an eyebrow in surprise, he rubbed his chin, and after a moment, he patted the mage on the shoulder:

"Very well, since you fought with the Death Knight, then you can come with me to the Dark Gate, if we are "unlucky", maybe this time you will meet some "old friends". ”

After saying that, the general turned to leave, and he waved his hand:

"Bring the news of the reopening of the Dark Gate back to Stormwind and Dalaran, and let Dalaran spread the news to the nations, and the kings will be busy again."

"Your Majesty! Urgent information! ”

In the brightly lit Stormstorm Fortress, the young nation of Varian was pulled up from his bed in a deep sleep. Wearing a nightgown and sleepy-eyed seat, Urian sat on the throne, and beside him was the great nobleman of the Stormwind Kingdom and the powerful paladin Berval. Duke of Fotagen.

The Priesthood of the North County, the Archbishop of the Holy Light Church in Stormwind, Pastor Benedictas, sits at the king's right hand, and beside the archbishop, stands the Privy Counsellor of the Cathedral of Light in Stormwind, Chaldean. Morgan, the priest from Lordaeron, was the personal physician of the royal family of Urien, a disciple of Tulayan, plus saved nearly a thousand soldiers in the Orc War, and participated in the Second Orc War in its entirety.

This glorious credential made it easy for the young Chaldean priest to become the number two person in the Holy Light Church of the Stormwind Kingdom.

Finally, there is Stormwind Old Marshal Wendthor and Stormwind Defense Chief Marcus. General Jonathan, these two are representatives of the military.

The big men sat beside the king, and in front of them was a hall illuminated by hundreds of candles, and in the hall, the head of MI7, Madias. Shore held a bright red secret letter in his hand, and with a gloomy face, he reported the most urgent situation to the king's imperial council.

"It's a pity, but ladies and gentlemen, the door of darkness, the gate that brought terrible threats and grief to Azeroth, just one hour ago, showed signs of reopening."

The Assassin leader handed the letter to the heavily armed royal guard, who examined it and handed it to the King, and as the 19-year-old King Varian bowed his head to read the letter, Shore explained the current form to the others.

"General Danas has completed the defense of the Dark Gate, and according to the information he has returned, the reopening of the Dark Gate does not seem to be a simple invasion."

Shore organized the language, and apparently the terrible situation made the fine spy and master assassin feel very tricky:

"It's said to be an escape from Draenor."

"Escape?"

The old marshal Wendthor who had completely experienced the first and second orc wars asked suspiciously:

"Didn't you say that the world had been taken over by the undead? Who's on the run? ”

"The Draenei we've never seen or understood!"

King Varian handed the letter to Duke Berval beside him, and he said to the others, "General Danas said that the Draenei were persecuted by the undead and wanted to move to Azeroth through the Dark Gate. ”

The young king pursed his lips, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"I've read General Danas's report, and it's said that the prophet has lived for at least 25,000 years?"

"The Draenei, the people of the Light whom His Majesty Fao is very concerned about."

Archbishop Benedictas, who turned the rosary in his hand, touched his white beard, and he whispered in response to the king's question:

"It is said that they are true immortals, and that time will not take their lives, and that they have been blessed by the Light since they were born, and that they have a more subtle interpretation of the Light in their hands, and I suggest that this news be sent back to Lordaeron immediately, and if His Majesty Fao learns of it, he will be overjoyed."

"Archbishop, this is not the most important thing at the moment."

Duke Boval handed the letter in his hand to the old marshal, he raised his head, those resolute eyes stared at the archbishop and the king, this nobleman over 40 years old was the first batch of baptized paladins, he and the first great knights have a very friendly personal relationship, and in the Silver Hand Knights, Duke Berval is also the highest status of the group of paladins, he is the absolute representative of the Silver Hand in Stormwind City and the leader of the paladins of the Stormwind Kingdom.

At this time, the great knight who had experienced the war groaned, rubbing his golden beard, and he whispered:

"The Draenei may have no ill will towards us, but the undead who hunt them down... The undead from another world, perhaps they will not give up, we have never been at war with such an enemy, according to the most pessimistic thoughts, if the undead are in hot pursuit, if they break through the barrier of the Watchgate, we will face another war. ”

"But our country should avoid war for now."

Marshal Wendthor said with some headaches: "Although the farms in the Western Wilderness have had a bumper harvest this year, and the country's population has all increased, the Stormwind Kingdom has experienced that disaster after all, and it is already very difficult for us to maintain the national territory now, and we really can't spare soldiers to participate in another war." ”

"With 5,500 garrisons at Fort Watch, all warriors returning from Draenor, and support from across the Alliance, it doesn't fall that easily."

Marcus. General Jonathan echoed the old marshal's opinion, and he whispered:

"Actually, I think we just need to keep the Night's Watch Legion defending against the upwind trail, and even if the undead break through the Watchgate, there's only one way for them to enter our country... Burning Plains, where the recalcitrant Blackstone orcs consider their territory, and the undead take over their world, perhaps those orcs will fight the undead first. ”

"So, what about your judgment?"

After this discussion, the young king's last remaining sleepiness had been dispelled, and he looked at the silent Shore, and he asked, "Master Shore, what is the opinion of MI7 on this matter?" ”

"Your Majesty, our opinion is similar to that of General Marcus."

Shore whispered: "The fleeing Delaneys have a certain amount of force, coupled with the Overwatch Fort established by the entire alliance, the war in the Cursed Lands will not end in a short period of time, so the best way for the Stormwind Kingdom to deal with it is to wait... Of course, we can't let our guard down, and once the undead break through the defenses of the Watch, we have to act in the shortest possible time. ”

"Hmm."

Variammo rubbed his chin as he turned his head to look at Duke Berval beside him:

"Since the strength of the domestic defense force is insufficient, then, let the Knights of Stormwind be stationed in Red Ridge Mountain, and you will command them."

"I'm willing to accept it."

After the Stormwind Kingdom migrated from the Arathi Highlands to the southern part of the continent, Duke Berval's family had sided with the Ureon royal family for generations, and the two families were the most powerful allies, so after Varian's suggestion, the Duke did not object.

"And in addition to that, I feel that if we ignore the kingdom closest to the battlefield in the event of an attack on the Cursed Lands, it will make the radicals within the alliance disagree with us."

When the Duke of Berval had accepted the order, he rubbed the corners of his forehead and said softly:

"Even if it's symbolic, I think we need to support the battlefield, so let's have the Night's Watch send some scouts to the Cursed Lands through the Upwind Trail..."

"Duke Aberlock will definitely not be happy with this order."

The old marshal shook his head: "His temper has always been like that. ”

"But he must obey!"

Duke Berval said in a deep voice: "The establishment of the Night's Watch Legion has greatly exceeded the size of the lord's standing army, and the Twilight Forest is too close to Stormwind City, and Duke Aberlock commanding such a large army is itself a threat to the unstable Stormwind Kingdom. ”

This way of weakening the nobility annoyed the young king a little, and although Varian was well aware that Duke Berval's actions were to protect the royal power of the Urion family, as a young man with undyed blood, he did not like the smell of this conspiracy.

The atmosphere of the Imperial Council froze a little, and at this moment, Archbishop Benedictas saw the expression of the Chaldean priest beside him, and he whispered with a hint of playfulness:

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