A sword killed a foul-smelling abomination, and Jiang Zheng picked up the holy water on the ground and sprinkled it on Salorian's body.

He glanced at the thousands of old and sick people in the trade hall and took a deep breath.

Since he promised Salorian, he could not break his promise.

He must do everything in his power to protect them!

War is cruel, and it can no longer be described as cruel to resist thousands of undead with the strength of one person.

Even if Jiang Zheng is covered in iron, how many nails can he make?

He got Salorian's body into the trade hall, then retreated to the entrance and fought his way!

Although there are not many undead faced each time, the battle is still difficult.

His internal strength was rapidly depleted and eventually exhausted.

He tried his best, but he was covered in wounds, sword wounds, knife wounds, flame burns, frostbite and ...... Even the Night Killer suit on his body has been damaged in many places, losing his original strength.

Eventually, when he could barely hold on, in the midst of the intense divine flames, Fenna came.

A feathered arrow pierces a sneaking ghoul, and Sylvanas arrives.

When the Ashbringer and the Ranger General join forces, thousands of undead are nothing when the Ash Army arrives.

In the end, Jiang Zheng was saved, thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled survived, and Salorian's body was not ruined.

"Naxxramas has left, let's build a portal here, Archmage Angela." Jiang Zheng looked at the female mage wearing the "Frost and Fire Suit" and said softly, "I think, Lord Uther is ready. ”

The Archmage nodded.

He kept in touch with the Arche-Master Duane, reporting the movements of the Ash Army and the situation of the battle in Quel'Salas to Her Majesty the Queen and Lord Regent through Duane.

Kalia and Uther came to an agreement: Uther would send elite paladins from all over the world to stand by in Lordaeron during this time. When necessary, the Knights of the Silver Hand will exert their greatest strength and send troops to Silvermoon City!

There's never been a better time now.

Naxxramas has left, the imprisoning spell has failed, as long as the Knights of the Silver Hand arrive, take the opportunity to help the High Elves eliminate the undead of Silvermoon City, stabilize the situation, and then defend against the danger, then this great grace, the High Elves will never forget!

In these times of war and turmoil, Lordaeron will have a strong ally!

Fenna summoned all the members of the Ember Army to this square, forming a tight protective ring to build a portal for Archmage Angela to buy time.

Sylvanas also summoned all the rangers he could, and found a dozen elven mages to follow the archmage's arrangement.

Her eyes fell on the thousands of old and sick in the trade halls, on the corpse of Salorian, on the holy sword Queldra, and finally on the bruised Jiang Zai.

She knew Salorian, one of the most powerful warriors of the High Elves;

She also knew Queldra, a holy sword as famous as the two powerful crossbows in her hands;

She knew that Jiang Zai had given too much to the High Elves, and this kindness would always be remembered by the High Elves, and she would pay more friendship and wealth to repay it.

It took an hour.

An hour later, a large portal was finally completed, and heavily armed paladins came out of the portal.

At this moment, Quildanus.

Fifty thousand undead crossed a strait tens of kilometers wide, and it took at least five or six hours.

Taking advantage of this time, the Sun King personally led the most elite troops to defend on the southern coast of Quildanus, while Prince Kael'thas, the Grand Magus Bilohua and others were in the Sunwell Heights, trying to break the confinement spell.

There is not much time left for them, but it will take more time to crack it, and in this battle, I don't know how many High Elves will die.

A red dragon, unnoticed by everyone, came to the western shore of the island of Queldanus.

He transformed into the form of a High Elf, felt the surging energy that permeated the island, and frowned slightly.

"The energy of the Well of the Sun has collapsed by at least half!"

"Arthas and the Scourge are coming, the High Elves can't stop him, Kel'thugad is about to be resurrected, and the pollution of the Well of the Sun is inevitable!"

"Once the Well of the Sun is polluted, the energy of the entire island of Queldanus will be polluted!"

"Looks like I'm going to have to find a way to leave hope for the Well of the Sun!"

The Red Dragon Mage floated in the sky, his hands raised from his sides, his slender fingers plucking the entire Veins of the Demon Web on Queldanus Island as if plucking the strings.

With his movement, the energy of the Well of the Sun, which had diffused throughout the island, the most essential parts, those parts that originally belonged to the Well of Eternity, the most essential parts that were condensed based on the water of the Well of Eternity, suddenly converged in the direction of the Red Dragon Mage without ordinary people and even all the mages of the Well of the Sun noticing.

As time passed, fine sweat appeared on the forehead of the Red Dragon Mage, and it was obvious that even for a legendary mage of his level, it was still difficult to do this.

A full three hours.

It wasn't until the Scourge of Arthas, approaching the end of the Frost Path, was able to see the Sun King on the shores that he was finally done.

A cloud of water, floating in front of the Red Dragon Mage.

This is the product of the compression of the energy of the Well of the Sun to the extreme: the essence of magic, the water of the arcane, just like the original energy of the Sun, came from the Well of the Sun, and was produced by the volatilization of the well water.

To be able to do this step is already worthy of the name of legend.

But, that's not all.

With a flick of his fingers, the red dragon mage fused a little red dragon blood into the arcane water. Then, with a finger, he pointed out, the fire of the red dragon, which contained the power of endless life, merged with the Arcane Water.

Fire and water are incompatible, not absolute.

In the end, the red dragon mage continued to cast the spell, and the cloud of arcane water, mixed with the blood of the red dragon and the fire of the red dragon, slowly deformed, and soon took the form of a human girl.

Then, she slowly took on a physical body, fifteen or sixteen years old, waist-high blonde, with all the advantages of a human girl, belonging to the type that everyone likes when they see it, and the dragon likes it when they see it, but she has no memory, and she is as blank as paper.

Giving life, in today's Azeroth, is not only the red dragon can do it, but only the red dragon can do it so perfectly, because they are the guardians of life, their queen, and the "sworn keeper of life"!

This is the power of the Titan Guardians to guide the Titans and give them power, and any guardian dragon has a part of the power of the Titans, the authority of the Titans!

"It's not enough. The energy fluctuations are too great, and even the most ordinary mage apprentice can feel the powerful energy contained in her body......"

The red dragon mage continued to cast spells, and it took half an hour to place a legendary-level seal in her body, unless the spell casting ability was not weaker than his existence, she could feel her difference.

"It's not enough. She was as innocent as a newborn baby, but I couldn't give her the memories I had weaved, her energy was too strong, not much worse than me, I couldn't do it...... So be it! ”

The red dragon mage flicked his fingers, and two drops of red dragon blood floated in the air, and soon transformed into an ordinary human couple who were almost forty years old, and then gave them the memories of ordinary humans, even they themselves thought that they were ordinary humans, with forty years of memory, and they didn't know at all that they were the creations of a red dragon mage.

"I can't send you to Dalaran...... The energy in your body can easily attract the prying eyes of mages...... It is necessary to stay away from Lordaeron, away from war...... Talenmere, it's a remote town, and a lot of refugees from the Western Plaguelands are pouring in, and three more refugees won't go unnoticed......"

The Red Dragon Mage glanced at the direction of the Sun Well Heights again, shook his head slightly, and looked tired: "The fall of the Sun Well is inevitable...... The Guardian Dragon is in trouble and has no power to take care of these ...... I've done what I have to do, and I've saved hope for the Well of the Sun...... I'm so weak now that I can't do more...... Time to go! ”

The red dragon mage cast the spell again, and along with the three humans he had transformed, disappeared.