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Although this will no longer be the Eastern Kingdom continent that has been peaceful for more than 2,000 years, the people have enjoyed peace for another ten years.

The last battle of the Dark Gate seemed like yesterday to many middle-aged and elderly people.

The horrors of yesterday had not yet fully dissipated, and the clouds of death once again hung over the heads of every living being.

Scourge Legion.

The undead.

Eternal slavery from which you can't even die!

When the terrible stories used to scare children in myths and legends become a reality, the fear in people's hearts can no longer subside.

Not to mention, the fall of the capitals of the two most powerful kingdoms of the alliance has pushed this terror to the pinnacle.

I thought it would be safe to go to the beach.

When refugees flee from the dark world shrouded in a canopy of the dead to the beach, they find themselves still insecure.

Unlike the first Battle of the Dark Gate, the people waiting to retreat in Stormwind are also uneasy, and the key is that there are several tall and majestic walls behind them, which gives the refugees an inexplicable sense of psychological security. At least until you see the hideous face of the orc, you feel safe.

The North Stream coast is different.

Although it has been developed for nearly a decade, it is one of the four major ports on the northern continent of Lordaeron, along with the Nanliu Coast, the South Sea Port and the Port of Quel'Salas, it is not a fortified city in nature. Next to the harbor is a five-metre-high wall.

Think about it, the city of Lordaeron, which is thirty meters high, has fallen, and the city of Dalaran, which has hundreds of mage towers, has also fallen, so what is the use of the top of the five-meter-high harbor wall?

The result of the spread of panic was a series of disorderly and unrest that further delayed the evacuation.

The port of Beiliu was not a large port in the true sense of the word, and could only accommodate five largest battleships and thirty small and medium-sized ships at the same time. It's not that Illusia doesn't want to make this place bigger in the past ten years, but because this is Lordaeron's territory after all, and the Lordaerons have been maximizing malicious speculation and vigilance against the requirements of the Stormwind Kingdom.

"What are you doing in such a big port with just a few merchant ships every year?, isn't it convenient that one day, you Tempest and Kurtiras will invade our Lordaeron?" the hostility of the lords of Lordaeron replied, choking Illusia half to death.

Not to mention the south-flowing coast controlled by Gilneth, whose power is shrinking on the one hand, but still not relinquishing his country's control over the southern part of the Silver Pine Forest.

As a result, the two coastal ports have not been able to expand.

Well, now more than 100,000 soldiers are about to arrive, plus more than 300,000 Lordaeron refugees are already stranded here. It is foreseeable that more refugees will arrive in the coming period.

It's not because there are no ships, but because the port is too small, which creates a bottleneck in the real sense. Except for the pier, large ships cannot dock on the gentle beach, and large ships with too deep draft will run aground on the beach.

For this reason, the people of Kurtilas have been desperately trying to pick up refugees from the beach and onto them in small boats.

The question is, can the efficiency of carrying people in a small boat compare to the efficiency of people boarding directly on the dock?

It was because of the hostility and short-sightedness of the Lordaerons that the lifeline of the Lordaerons was now stuck.

In the past few days, the Count of Trosma, who is in charge of the port, has been scolded and almost jumped into the sea.

Unfortunately, all to no avail.

That's when Duke arrived.

In the face of this face, Duke also held his forehead, and Mograini was even darker.

In front of Duke, who was holding the Queen's Bestowed Scepter, and the Grand Duke Mograini, the Count of Trosma was really scared. A few bosses here, just one opening can kill him, crush his bones, and scatter ashes to play sea burial.

Duke could only smile wryly. I didn't expect that I had traveled so long and avoided the terrible evacuation of Stormstorm Harbor, but because I had been missing for ten years, and Iluthia couldn't deal with the noble lord of Lordaeron.

Sure enough, it's impossible for a traverser to change everything in one go!

"If this continues, we may have to hold out for more than three months!" Mograini had already put in the most optimistic estimate.

Trimester?

Don't take the undead for a blind man!

Three months was enough for the Alsace Scourge to wipe out the area several times.

Duke had just received the news that Uther's body had been found and dumped like trash on the side of the road near Keldaron...... It also means that Alsace is deeper and has greater power.

I don't know why Arthas would go away from history and attack Riptide Castle, but Duke never believed that Arthas would ignore the hundreds of thousands of people on their side so easily and for so long, and let them evacuate unharmed.

"We need a miracle. Abidis lamented.

"If a miracle can happen casually, it's not called a miracle. Mograine patted his old partner on the shoulder, and the two of them read each other in each other's eyes - well, no other, just a fight to the death.

At this time, Duke spoke, and he pointed to his young face: "Wait a minute, what you see may be a fake archmage." ”

"Huh!?"

Duke says he might be a fake archmage?

What the hell is this?

Everyone couldn't understand it, but this did not prevent him from taking Duke's order to empty all the seashores slightly south of the North Stream coast.

There were no people, no ships, just hundreds of Scarlet Crusaders and over a hundred officials and nobles who followed Duke.

Duke stood by the sea, less than two meters in front of his feet with the constant rushing waterline.

He was still the same as he had been ten years ago, with short hair, a blue and white mage robe, and a hunt in the sea breeze.

With a soft sigh, Duke had an extra ball of white light in his hand. He was standing on the line separating the sea from the earth. With a flick of his hand, the ball of light began to grow larger than the carriage of a carriage, and the glow floated in mid-air. The icy chill above reflected the calm look on the face of the Alliance Commander.

It is also the release of an icy breath in the scorching summer, which is different from the death chill of Alsace that makes people fall straight into the ice cave, Duke's icy breath makes people feel like they have a refreshing feeling of drinking a glass of ice while enjoying the sun and the beach.

Because of the angle, no one saw that Duke's pupils had changed color, from a deep cosmic black to a pair of illusory pupils that seemed to flow with pure silver.

The glittering ball of light rose higher and higher, and the ball of light suddenly began to dissipate in mid-air.

Heaven and earth suddenly cooled.

The whole beach, the whole sea, seemed to be hit by a violent cold snap of unknown origin, and suddenly the whole thing shook a little.

The next moment, everyone was dumbfounded, because ......

The sea - frozen.