Chapter 518: Support
Tirio agrees with this: "Tell Mr. Cabolon that the Silver Hand is ready and ...... now"
"My lord, it's not good." A herald ran in in a panic and interrupted Tirio's speech, with blood stains that had dried up, "Winterfell has been attacked by the Scourge of the Floating City, possibly ...... It may have been wiped out. β
"What? What about the Twilight Fortress? Abydis couldn't sit still in an instant, and before his people went to fight the Scourge Legion, Arthas took the initiative to kill him: "Unforgivable, we need to teach Arthas a lesson." β
Demytia was a little calmer, as a Scarlet Sage, Demytia's strength and intelligence were equally important: "How is the situation in Twilight City now?" β
"Duke Nicholas SΓΈrenhoff, Father Innigo may have been killed, those damned disasters were suddenly killed from the floating city, we were taken by surprise, we completely ignored the existence of the Twilight Fortress, and by the time we realized it, Twilight City had been plunged into war."
"Do you know who the enemy's commander is?" Tirio pressed his chin.
"The floating battleship is followed by a large number of ice dragons and gargoyles, and most of the troops attacking us are old faces from the Eastern Plaguelands, and we all suspect that it is the main force of Kel'thugad, and the floating battleship is Naxxramas."
The soldier's words shocked everyone, and at the Chapel of Light's Wish, with the defeat of Arthas, Naxxramas also left the Eastern Plague Lands with the Lich King, but now, he has come out to make crazy rain.
Immediately decided, Tirio didn't care about resting the troops or anything, and directly ordered: "Duane, you and Liarthin together to send a message to the High Elf station, we need to ask for help." Then quickly arrange the manpower, we need to go and save Twilight. β
And Liathan's expression was even more unconcerned, because he had Patrick's node logo in his hand, which could allow Patrick to use the whole teleport in the floating city: "I will immediately deliver the news to Lord Cabolon." β
Naxxramas dispatched, this is not a joke, when he was still struggling in the Eastern Plague Land, it was because of the existence of Naxxramas that Old Fording and others had no way to deal with Stratholme's natural disaster, and finally relied on the alliance with Quel'Salas to clean up Stratholm's undead.
Lordaeron's air power itself is lacking, and in the face of the Scourge Floating Fortress, many times it is helpless, and the Paladins have no good tricks against the air, and in the face of a large floating warship, it is even more helpless, and in this regard, Tirio puts his hope on Quel'Thalas.
As the supreme leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Old Fording has always led by example, immediately leading his men to Winterfell to prepare for battle.
By this time, the City of Daylight had received a magical message from Liathan, and Winterfell had been attacked by Naxxramas, and Lordaeron had called for help.
"Are you ready?" Patrick took the letter and circulated it to the crowd using arcane projection characters.
"What do you think?" Illidan didn't dare to be interested in those contents, he just needed to get the Covenant leader's opinion. Almost everyone present meant this, all the decisions were in Patrick's hands, as long as he nodded, Illidan would agree, Illidan agreed, Mavi and Vasqi would definitely help with all their might, and Kael'thas did not have a good impression of humans, but he was also a person of general knowledge, and he would not drop the chain at such a juncture.
"Lordaeron's troops need to be saved, they are the main force in this Northern Expedition, and we cannot stand idly by." This point is said to everyone's hearts, the upper elves and high elves are difficult to give birth, so they need the teammates in the front row to resist damage: "Since this is the case, then arrange the troops, we can directly teleport over." β
Patrick has his own calculations for these things, in his memory, Twilight City was completely destroyed by Naxxramas, and Twilight Fortress was also saved by the Seventh Legion soldiers who arrived in time after running out of ammunition and food, and there were not many survivors, and it can even be said that there were only a few survivors.
Then, the Seventh Legion took the Twilight Fortress as a temporary camp and occupied this base, and Old Fording reluctantly led a group of troops north, to the Death Canyon of the Crystal Song Forest, ready to kill the Icecrown Glacier.
The entire Arcane Convention seems to be huge, but the only one who really has a complete social structure is Quel'Salas. Vaschi basically didn't say anything, just took the troops under the command of the two doglegs, Karaseres and Naintus, as well as the deep water guardian Calitis and the water mancer Sesbia.
And Kael'thas also began to mobilize the troops of the Sunfury Legion, as well as some of the Demon Hunter Legion and their leaders Leoselas and Varedis, through layers of orders, the troops were assembled.
Illidan is even more direct, his upper elves are basically living in Firas, and their ability to fight is like that, and there are evil orcs led by Kargas-Blade Fist, as well as the Void Dragon Skybreaker led by Moghall, as well as Lorams and Oturis.
When everyone had gathered on the teleportation platform, Patrick began to cast spells, and the node marker in Liathan's hand in the distance was placed in a clearing.
As several runes appeared out of thin air, blue arcane light appeared, and after a distortion of space, Patrick and the others led the entire army to the New Hearthside Valley.
"Lord Cabolon, welcome." Armager Duane touched his forehead and greeted Patrick.
"You're welcome, the Scourge is our common enemy." Patrick waved his hand, "I heard that Sir Tirio has arrived?" β
"Yes, Your Excellency." The Armager Duane was very reserved, after all, the people of Lordaeron were the ones who dealt with the High Elves most frequently, and the High Elves were used to the people of Lordaeron for a long time: "Your Excellency the Great Lord has already gone to Twilight City one step earlier. β
Patrick did not hesitate at all, this is the first battle against the natural disaster, and it must be won steadily: "Then let's go too, the specific location needs you to lead the way." β
Duane gladly accepted, for Patrick's kind of reinforcement, Lordaeron was not in a hurry, and Duane looked at the posture, Naga, elves, dragons, dragon eagles have everything, at least it should be no problem to take Naxxramas.
Starting from the New Hearthplace Valley, walk along the road, and by the time you reach the three-way road, everyone has already seen the eye-catching floating fortress in the sky.
And looking at the Scourge battleship in the air, most of the High Elves couldn't help but gasp, their eyes full of unforgettable hatred.
The blood feud of the sunwell, the ravages of the undead, the death of the king...... Countless scenes were intertwined in everyone's minds, even Kael'thas couldn't suppress his excitement, and even the three magic balls flying in the air changed their orbits a little.
"Are you ready, warriors?" Patrick's magically blessed voice resounded throughout the audience: "Now, we will launch the first round of charges against those scourges. β
Countless hands shouted with weapons held in the air, they had waited too long for this day, even the orcs, especially Kargas-Blade Fist, had finally embarked on their own path of revenge against Naozu.
"Prepare, then, attack."
Patrick slowly closed his eyes, the arcane ban on his body was opened, and his body gradually floated into the air, much higher than the position of the previous leader, and the elves who knew Patrick knew that it was their boss who turned on the attack mode, and those ubiquitous arcane energy would pull the enemy into hell, unless the natural calamity also dispatched a caster of the same level.
And in Loramus and Orturis, with the demon hunter's sensitivity to magic, they felt that Patrick's strength had become much stronger, and those ordinary psychics and lichs were completely like delivering food in front of this young mage.
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