Menethil's Power

Chapter 262 Betrayal
The Burning Legion has always been a formidable opponent. Although Isaacs guarded against the dead and did almost everything he could, he still couldn't stop them, and even delayed the invasion by a few years, but it wasn't Lordaeron who suffered.

"You should have expected this, right?" Terenas looked at his eldest son meaningfully. The old king saw all the actions of Isaacs before. He originally thought that this eldest son intended to fulfill the original request. The great achievements of Latin, but now it seems that they are all preparing for the enemies that will appear at this time.

"Yes, but I didn't expect it to come so soon." Isaacs smiled wryly. The Legion's invasion almost disrupted all his arrangements. Now the Punisher and Immortal have just been installed, and the Royal Military Academy has just trained In the first batch of students, the floating battleship was only the Huberian.Lordaeron's army is at the first step of transformation at this time, but it has to fight against a powerful force that has destroyed thousands of worlds.

But this battle has to be fought, because after Quel'Thalas it will inevitably be Lordaeron's turn. Rather than letting thousands of civilians suffer, it is better to control the battlefield within Quel'Thalas as soon as possible.

"It seems to be another disaster sweeping the whole world." Terenas sighed: "Even Anasterian is dead. All the forces on this continent must unite again, so it is necessary to hold another meeting." A new seven-nation summit. '

"However, Gilneas and Stromgarde will probably not participate this time." Isaacs spread his hands. Lordaeron has not restored relations with these two neighboring countries in recent years, especially the current Kingdom of Southern Gilneas, Genn Greymane was so close to directly declaring war with Lordaeron.

"I'll convince them," said the old king. "Neither Genn nor Solas are ignorant."

"Then I will leave the rear to you, Father." Isaacs said, "I will go to the front to confirm the specific situation. If the remaining elves are attacked, I should be able to provide some assistance."

"Don't worry, child, your old father has not reached the point where he can't do anything." Terenas smiled slightly, "Soon the whole of Lordaeron will be mobilized to become your strong backing."

"But father," Isaacs hesitated for a while, "I don't think it's better to withdraw the troops of the garrison on a large scale."

"Why is this?" Terenas was a little puzzled.

"Ordinary soldiers don't play much role in the face of demons, and the siege of the royal city eight years ago also shows that we must have a reserve force to deal with emergencies." Isaacs gave the reason.

"You're right." Terenas readily agreed,
Isaacs nodded. In fact, he would not only leave a part of the garrison, but also a certain number of high-level professionals. After all, it is impossible for the Burning Legion to ignore Lordaeron's rear, and more attention must be paid to it. It is the Scourge Legion that has gradually grown in Northrend. Isaacs originally planned to end the Northern Expedition in a year or two, but now it seems that there should be no chance in a short time, but it is almost certain that the Burning Legion was created to deal with humans. The thugs who come out will definitely attack Lordaeron.

I can only take one step at a time, Isaacs thought helplessly.

"Alsace has already set off for the Garithos Legion. Call him back. After all, there is no reason for two heirs to participate in the war at the same time."

Terenas pondered for a while, but he didn't agree, "Menethil is not afraid of sacrifice," said the old king, "Look at what Arthas said, if she didn't go through hardships, she wouldn't be able to become a A qualified heir."

"Then do as you want." Isaacs didn't want to disobey his father's will.

The first support for Quel'Thalas was naturally the Hyperion. Before boarding the ship, Isaacs specially summoned Valeera, "Go to Caer Darrow, find the night elf druid, and let her tell Cenarion Circle and Aspects:

The Burning Legion is back. "

This is a war concerning the entire Azeroth, and no force can stand alone.

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Quel'Thalas.

Lor'themar Theron knocked lightly on the wooden door. "The ranger lords are here, my lord."

"Understood." A cold voice came from the room, with no emotion.

Cirvanas stood up and looked at the scene in front of him. Lilas was lying on the bed, already asleep, snoring lightly, but his limbs twitched from time to time. Obviously, the experience of Silvermoon City had left a great impression on him. The psychological shadow of him, while Vereesa beside the bed was carefully wiping his face, with sadness in her eyes.

There was a rare trace of tenderness in the eyes of the current Ranger General. She knew that they were probably her only remaining relatives in this world. The uncertainty of Aurelia's life and death undoubtedly had a huge impact on them, so much so that until now It's hard to come out of grief.

The grief in Cirvanas' heart was no less than theirs, but as the oldest one, she didn't allow herself to indulge in grief, she had already cried and suffered, and now the only thing left in her heart was revenge.

She subconsciously held the pendant on her chest.

"Take care of Lilas." She said to her sister Vereesa, got up and pushed open the wooden door, and her figure disappeared into the sunlight.

While sending Nathanos as an envoy to Lordaeron, she also sent her messengers to summon all the ranger lords in the vicinity. The ranger lords are the second ruling class under the ranger generals, each leading a certain number of Ranger forces stationed on the borders of Quel'Thalas.

These ranger leaders and their deputies gathered in a tent that was used as a meeting room at this time. They had already learned about the situation in Silvermoon City from Cirvanas's messenger, so they lost their usual calmness and rationality, discussing one after another.

After Sylvanas walked into the tent, the ranger lords fell silent, "Sylvanas, I still can't believe what happened in Silvermoon City." Ranger lord Hawksbill said.

"I can't believe it too, but it's the truth, those magisters caused big trouble." Cirvanas sighed.

"There are more than [-] civilians in Silvermoon City..." Hawksbill almost groaned.

There was a sudden silence in the tent.

"I don't think so." A discordant voice sounded, it was a shrewd elf with a mustache on his chin, "In one night, our main city fell completely, and our king died unexpectedly? This is too absurd."

Sylvanas looked over suddenly. She had always paid close attention to this man named Edeldrasil, because he was the only Ranger Lord who was appointed without the consent of Sylvanas or Alleria. , and more importantly, he is a fellow of Darkan.

And Darkan, this mage with a weird personality, is the most likely suspect identified by Lilas to cause all this.

"Do you mean that my younger brother is lying?" Cirvanas asked coldly, his exquisite face was expressionless, but it carried obvious authority.

"No offense meant, but I want to say that your brother is probably mentally insane or bewitched..."

Everyone in the tent could feel Cirvanas' growing anger, "Enough," said Halduron Brightwing, the commander of the most independent elite unit, the Farstriders. Lived in Edel.

"Silvermoon City opened the defensive barrier for no reason at this time, no news came out, and only Lilas escaped, all of which prove that what he said is true." Halduron said in a deep voice: "What we should discuss is how to Save Quel'Thalas, not cowardly escapism."

"That's right, we should never run away." Cirvanas continued: "But with the magisters all wiped out, it is impossible for us alone to break through the barrier of Silvermoon City."

"It's ironic that the sunwell we depend on for survival has become the source of our demise." Hawksbill smiled wryly.

"So I sent a messenger to the humans asking for help, and they should give us an answer soon," Sylvanas said of her plan, "The demons who occupy Silvermoon City must find that Lilas has escaped , They will definitely launch an attack on us, I mean we will tighten our defenses first, and then launch a counterattack after the alliance's army arrives."

"Seeking the help of those lower races, you actually want those livestock's feet to step into the sacred land of Quel'Thalas? Are you crazy, Sylvanas?" Edel jumped out again and shouted.

This time, not only Cirvanas, but all the other ranger lords looked over coldly. As high-level military officers who were not from high-ranking nobles, none of the people present were extremely racist.

Edel shrank back resentfully.

"How can you be sure the Alliance will come to our aid?" Halduron asked, frowning.

"Because the upper echelons of human beings are not as stupid as our gang of arrogant congressmen." Cirvanas sneered, "They will understand very well that once Quel'Thalas falls completely, they will be the next to suffer. "

"But have you ever thought about the consequences of letting them enter our land? Our people will be disturbed, our forests will be destroyed..." Hawksbill tried to find some other reasons.

"Will those demons protect our people and our trees?" Cirvanas asked back, still with a cold smile.

"Humans are always greedy, and asking for their assistance will inevitably cost a lot, and what if they successfully repel the demons and then try to get their hands on Quel'Thalas? We may not be able to stop them at all." Ha Du Lun obviously thought further.

However, Cirvanas' attitude was very firm, "I don't care, our only mission now is to take back our land and avenge our people."

I must get Aurelia out...or bring her body back...

"Calm down, Cirvanas, you are not the only one who lost a loved one." Halduron was about to persuade, but Cirvanas suddenly turned around, "Edel, what do you want to do?" Her voice seemed From the cold winter of Jiuyou.

Edel, who had already retreated to the entrance of the tent, never expected that he would be discovered even if he disguised himself. He suddenly showed a wild and ferocious smile, "A bunch of idiots! You will all be reduced to ashes in the master's anger!" He Shouting arrogantly, he leaped back abruptly.

Cirvanas' reaction was extremely fast, almost turning into a bolt of lightning and attacking Edel. Almost no one could see when she drew the short sword tied to her thigh, but when the female elf ranger was approaching the target At that time, there was already a cold light in his hand.

Edel obviously underestimated Cirvanas' strength and vigilance. When his life was threatened, he had to tear off all the camouflage. Suddenly, black mist began to surround his body, and then horns and purple-black hair grew. Hair - He has been transformed into a satyr.

"Go to hell, bastard!" Edel roared, shooting out a purple-black light mixed with green light spots.

Cirvanas dodged sideways nimbly, but then frowned, this light beam actually had the effect of deceiving vision, and the actual range of effect was much larger than it seemed, so the female elf was hit, and the light beam passed by her without any damage. The waist protected by the leather armor left a dark mark on Ruxue's skin.

But Cirvanas' short sword had no effect, it still penetrated into Edel's left shoulder, with a light shake, Sartre was left with only one arm.

Only then did the rest of the ranger lords react. They swarmed up and subdued Edel immediately. The restrained Sartre smiled sullenly, "You are finished, the judgment of the end has come..."

"Are you all right, Sylvanas?" Halduron asked.

The female elf frowned and waved her hand to show that she was fine.

Suddenly, the ground trembled violently, followed by a loud noise. Under the surprised eyes of all the ranger lords, a huge green fire giant appeared in their sight and started to run towards the ranger camp.

The screams of the sentries came from all around, which is enough to prove that the enemy has discovered this hidden camp.

"Ready to fight!" Halduron yelled.

(End of this chapter)