Menethil's Power

Chapter 462 Collision
"Jaina? Jaina Proudmoore?"

Alsace recited the name in a daze, and suddenly felt a sense of loss.

His memories of the princess of Kul Tiras are limited to his childhood, that journey together, that blonde girl who loves to laugh, but just that short period of memory is still extremely clear until now.

But after that, because of all kinds of mistakes, they never had the chance to meet again. Until now, when they heard her name again, they suddenly felt that the other party was so strange.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little sad.

"Jianna?" Terenas frowned slightly, "Could it be that the trial didn't wrong her?"

With the presence of the Uncrowned, Terenas is very aware of important events in the Eastern Kingdoms.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Since she has become a member of the Scourge, she will definitely be regarded as evil by the world." Countess Katrana said.

"That's true." Terenas sighed, "We don't know why this child chose such a path, but since things have happened, we must face, what is the situation at the gate of Alsace?"

"It's very bad. Our defense is useless. The Knights of the White Hands are resisting desperately. The citizens are in great panic and chaos." Alsace paused and took a breath, "Dara However, there is an absolute overwhelming force on us from above, and we may not be able to hold the king's city. For the sake of safety, Uther and I both think that father, you must leave as soon as possible."

He suppressed the weird emotions in his heart in time, no matter what Jaina used to be, she has now become a frost witch who regards human life as nothing.

"Oh? Has the situation reached such a bad level?" Terenas still seemed relatively calm.

"Indeed." Alsace said in a deep voice, "Isaacs has taken away most of the elite soldiers, and it is difficult for us to fight against those high-level undead. Although it may not be the most critical moment for Lordaeron, But the city is...not quite ready to stand any longer."

There is a city floating in the sky outside, even if it is directly smashed down, the royal city will cease to exist and be reduced to ruins.

"I understand." Terenas nodded slightly, "We really need to leave a way out, you should know that there is a secret passage in the palace that leads directly to the dungeon, go find your mother with these two young ladies , and bring more guards, those intruders should not know the existence of the dungeon, after you escaped, go to Andorhal immediately, and wait for your brother to return."

"What about you?" Alsace asked subconsciously.

"Me?" Terenas smiled lightly, he stood up from the throne, his slightly thin body straightened, "I am right here, the king of Lordaeron should be with his people."

His tone was calm and his expression was calm, as if he was just going to give a speech to the common people in the throne room.

"but……"

"Listen, my children, a king must stand by his people, and they have forged golden thrones for us, then we should give them the most determined protection. If I escape like this, it means Betrayed the people" Terenas interrupted him, just like countless times in the past, using his own experience to teach Arthas the way to be king.

"You should evacuate as soon as possible! This is not a loss of honor." Alsace's gaze was equally determined. This was the first time he directly disobeyed the old king. "Lordaeron is not the only city like this! Lost the royal city, we can In Andorhal, organize more troops in Stratholme for a counteroffensive."

"But in the same way, I am not the only king of Lordaeron." Terenas said, looking at his son.

Alsace's heart trembled. He suddenly understood what his father meant. Terenas wanted him to leave the royal city for Andorhal from the underground, in essence to protect him, the successor of the Millhill royal family. Terenas in the royal city will not have any worries.

Alsace was a little helpless. He had known for a long time that with his father's character, he would never abandon the people of the royal city and leave alone. Alsace, who had become a paladin, actually disdained such a move, but at this moment, he Just a son worried about his father.

The Holy Light does not ask its followers to abandon their selfishness.

"If you don't plan to leave, then I won't leave either. I'll go back to the city gate now. If the undead invade, I will join you in this palace to protect the glory of the Millhir family." Alsace said. His gaze also became firm.

Terenas smiled, the same smile he had when Alsace refused to do his literature homework and stiffened his neck when he was a child, "You will wear this crown eventually, boy, now is not the time to let your temper pass." , Lordaeron's current and future kings should not be in such a dangerous situation."

"Isaacs is still in Northrend. I am not the only one who bears the hope of Lordaeron and the inheritance of Menethil."

"Have you thought it through?" The old king looked over with blue-gray eyes.

"Yes." Alsace said solemnly,

"Very good, as expected of my son." Terenas nodded with satisfaction, "Actually Priest Paltrace has told me that your brother is rushing back, so in essence, the royal city only needs to hold on for a while. OK."

Hold on for a while?I am afraid that the gates of the city have already fallen.Alsace smiled wryly and shook his head. From Northrend to Lordaeron, he had to cross an endless sea. Although he believed that Isaacs had the strength to settle everything that the royal city was facing, he didn't want to do it all at once. I can hurry back.

"I won't just leave like this. I'm willing to follow you to the battlefield." Partress said softly; "Countless people are suffering, and I must save them."

Terenas nodded approvingly. "The Light would be proud of you, child."

The king and princes of Lordaeron are unwilling to leave the royal city, but not everyone will stand on their side, Terenas naturally understands this, he looks at Onyxia, "I'm sorry, Katrana Ma'am, you may need to evacuate alone. I will arrange guards for you to take you through the dungeon. When you leave the royal city and reach a safe area, you can go directly to Alterac. Governor Samuel over there will directly send you The dominion is yours."

Previously, the entire territory of Alterac was under the control of Lordaeron, but at the previous alliance summit, Isaacs made it clear that he would support the Countess of Prestor to become the queen of that snow-capped country. Of course Terenas would not Forget about this promise.

Onyxia lightly brushed some messy hair, "I won't leave." She said unexpectedly.

"Why?" Arthas frowned, and asked subconsciously. He knew her true identity, so he was very surprised by the choice made by the Black Dragon Princess.

"Because I trust him."

The black dragon princess was naturally referring to someone, after all, he showed her the power of bronze protection at that time, which made Onyxia have... "confidence" in him.

The Bronze Dragon's consistent style is to control the overall situation and keep everything stable and controllable, but the Black Dragon Princess would never have guessed that the identity of Isaacs, the Lord of Time, is actually a Western product.

……

At the same time, the underground of Wangcheng.

The hidden portal suddenly had a strong energy reaction, rapidly expanded within a few seconds, and turned dark blue.

All the dark templars around showed their figures and knelt respectfully on one knee.

Thassarian was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what he should do, whether he wanted to join them, but he shouldn't, after all, he belonged directly to His Royal Highness...

Two slender figures walked out of the portal, a demon girl and an elf. There was no doubt that they were Kalia and Valeera.

After receiving Thassarian's secret letter, they rushed back as quickly as possible.

Thassarian lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at Kalia. Although the demonized eldest princess did not look much different from a normal girl, Thassarian knew that there was something hidden under that glamorous appearance. What an amazing power.

She is now the Ember Queen.

"How is the situation now?" The cold voice sounded, it was Valeera.

After not seeing her for a while, Thassarian vaguely felt that she was a little different, which was obviously because of some kind of weird energy from the portal.

"The main gate of the royal city is almost lost, and His Majesty the King is going to personally command the defense of the city." Thassarian said hastily.

"What? Who suggested it to my father?" Kalia's tone suddenly became cold, and Thassarian felt that he couldn't help shivering.

"It's His Majesty's own will." He said, subconsciously trying to wipe the cold sweat off his head.

"What is the origin of the enemy? It can directly destroy Dalaran, and then attack Lordaeron, even the demons of the Burning Legion have not achieved this step." Valeera frowned.

"According to the definite news, Jaina Proudmoore, the princess of Kul Tiras, has fallen, and the destruction of Dalaran is her handwriting."

"Gianna?"

Both Kalia and Valeera have some impressions of this name. The former's memory of it is only a brief meeting nine years ago, or their understanding of it is a little deeper. After all, Isaacs told her to pay attention to this Proud back then. Queen of Moore.

Could it be that Isaacs had somehow anticipated this situation?Valeera no longer has such doubts. Over the years, she has become accustomed to the almost astonishing "foresight" shown by Isaacs from time to time.

Of course, she just observed Jaina's experience after the outbreak of the plague as a bystander, and did not interfere with anything. As an excellent thief, she discovered that there seemed to be a dark force manipulating everything, so she planned to wait for them More tells were revealed, but in the end it was too late to prevent Jaina from being taken away.

The world is unpredictable, and often just a small mistake can have a profound impact.

"That's interesting." Kalia chuckled, "That means that little girl back then has now become a big devil?"

She doesn't seem to realize that the phrase can also be used to describe herself.

"Basically, now that guy Isaacs hasn't come back, it seems that we have to deal with this matter." Valeera said lightly.

"I will teach her a lesson. Since she threatened Lordaeron, she will have to pay a sufficient price." Kalia's dark blue eyes ignited with anger.

The most important thing to her now is not strength and power, but her family.

……

"It's interesting. These paladins are bound by their complicated and meaningless dogma. Even when their own safety cannot be guaranteed, they have to rescue those useless civilians. The Holy Light makes them merciful, but the merciful All it brings is meaningless loss." Kel'Thuzad overlooked the battle below from the observation platform of the floating city of Dalaran, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

The reason for using the word "as if" is because the face of a lich is a skeleton, and it should not have the function of making expressions.

"Patchwick can't wait! Patchwick is going to smash something!" Behind him, a bloated monster stitched from huge corpses, brandishing his giant butcher hook, yelled. He had three arms, One of them was short and misshapen, attached to his shoulder plate, and foul-smelling rotting bile dripped from his sutures.

This should be a kind of undead originally created by Ner'zhul, the Lich King. He spliced ​​together corpses that could not be used as materials for undead summoning, and used waste to create such a deformed monster, which is called abomination or suture monster. , each suture monster has great strength and anti-strike ability, and can be regarded as a mid-to-high-level unit of the Scourge.

This kind of monster is more like a mechanical construct, so it is almost impossible to have a high IQ, even worse than ordinary people. This large abomination is qualified to stand behind Kel'Thuzad, obviously not because of intelligence.He is only self-aware, knowing his name is Patchwick.

But for a stitch monster, this is already quite remarkable.

The corpses of Northrend's mammoth and giant yeti were used to sew this abomination. These are the two largest creatures in the extreme north, and Patchwick naturally inherited their characteristics. Big, strong enough, brutal enough.

Of course, no one would bring such an ugly big head around as a guard. The only reason Patchwick appeared here was that she was about to go to the ground through the teleportation circle at the back, and let those Lordaeron humans experience something is hopeless.

Jaina was standing at the forefront at this time, without saying a word, the wind was blowing her hair, the declaration just now directly exposed her identity, but she didn't care.

The head of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Uther the Lightbringer, raised his head during the battle, his eyes traveled a distance of a thousand meters, and looked at Jaina. Majesty and power, but the other Silver Hand knights have shown signs of fatigue.

"I don't know what happened to you, Jaina Proudmoore, but what you have done is trampling your conscience and your family's honor on the ground." The paladin said, The voice was loud and full of air, "Lordaeron does not need your mercy, on the contrary, you should put down your weapons immediately and pray for the forgiveness of the Holy Light."

Jaina was indifferent, she didn't care about Uther's condemnation at all, she had heard similar words many times, and she didn't want to make any response.

(End of this chapter)