The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

In the fierce and hot crusade, a green hill with a little bit of other colors stood out, with axes and hammers scattered all over the ground.

What’s even more interesting is that in the center of the battlefield, the orc hero who was chopped away by the enemy happened to land on the top of the hill and became the new top of the hill, making the hill even higher.

I'm talking about you, Rexxar. Not only have you abandoned pets like Misha, Hofer, and Ghost, you've also added the weight of the Broadback to the bottom-level orc heroes.

"Why? No matter how we fight, his weapons remain so strong."

At the bottom of the orc hill, Garrosh struggled hard to try to catch Gorehowl. He was questioning his life and asked the orc brothers on his back with a frustrated face.

He charged fearlessly again and again, was knocked back by the unstoppable force again and again, and suffered failure again and again, which gradually wore away his energy and spirit.

"Garrosh, this is war, the war I have been trying to avoid."

"Perhaps the results of previous battles were too smooth. Perhaps continuous failures are the prelude to success."

Thrall, who was holding down Varok and Ren'r and carrying four elite Kor'kron warriors on his back, was breathing heavily and was the first to respond to Garrosh.

This kind of war is too horrific. If it weren't for the priests behind everyone and other recovered heroes who followed up, many people would have to die to make up for the losses. Victory is too far away and seems too slim.

"Can a war without bloodshed still be called a war? Apart from the future people who died heroically before, who else among us died in the war?"

While the other orcs on his body were gradually getting up, Garrosh reached out and grabbed Gorehowl, barely crawled out, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and accepted treatment from the medical team.

"No! I am the son of Hellscream! Lok'Tar Ogar!"

After the pain in his body eased, he propped himself up, spoke loudly, and rushed towards Arthas.

During the charge, he pushed Mathias away with one hand, blocked Arthas's Winter Blast for him, and flew backwards.

"Thrall, will there ever be peace between us and the Alliance?"

"As long as there is hatred between the majority of us, we will never have true peace, Valok, you must understand this."

"The scars between us are almost impossible to heal, but after defeating this monster in front of us, we may have a peaceful day to try."

"There may be a solution to this problem in the future. Peace is hard-won, and we must cherish it...ah..."

Samuro, carrying a banner on his back, flew over here, knocking down countless compatriots. Thrall and Varok, who were still chatting, took the blow head-on with their faces and crashed into the iron wall made of elemental power created by Thrall.

There are medical staff behind them. Just bear with yourself first, everyone will recover sooner or later. Thinking of this, Sal fainted.

When Eitrigg, who had wanted to make a battle axe and was ready to charge forward, saw this scene, he readily grasped the battle axe and shook his head to look around.

Aiming at Garrosh who had just climbed up, he charged without hesitation, leaving eighteen orc heroes to fall to the ground, with the unconscious Earth Guardian taking over the new base.

When the unyielding Illidan turned into a demon and flew into the sky, he was stabbed by Arthas on the same wound he had suffered before. After bleeding emerald green blood, he was kicked onto the wall of the ruins of Lordaeron and sank into it.

When Dan Zong was about to fall from the wall, a cannonball from the Overwatch leader pushed him back a little deeper as he just stood up.

"Maiev, you can't. You need to be more cautious."

"Illidan, what nonsense are you talking about? You are the first one to be defeated."

"That's enough, Warden. We should fight back."

"I quite agree with that. Follow me, wise prisoner."

When the two mortal enemies supported each other and were about to leave the wall behind them, a missile from the Moon Priestess sent Maiev and Illidan back into the city wall.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I was healing Malfurion."

"Don't apologize, Tyrande. We will defeat him."

While Illidan was enjoying the healing spell cast by his sister-in-law, a pair of archdruids took on the responsibility of sending the three people back to where they were supposed to be.

The four elf warriors consisting of Malfurion, Tyrande, Maiev, and Illidan finally came together, never abandoning or giving up, and remained closely connected.

Illidan in particular has suffered heavy blows many times and has become accustomed to it. Even if another swarm of shells comes, he will probably be able to withstand it.

"Brother, can you please go out first?"

"Malfurion, please remove your polymorph spell before you come next time."

"Don't be too hard on Malfurion, he's just a little tired."

An owl beast, his image is almost nothing like the three familiar people behind him, but who can refuse Gugu... and accept Malfurion, whose weight is a little bit outrageous?

Malfurion, who was in a coma, was unable to respond to his compatriots behind him, so he could only ask Grandma Tai to help him lift her husband up and let the others leave.

When the Four Elf Warriors rejoined the battlefield, Jaina, Avian, Shandris and others who were standing in the back and providing long-range damage were frozen into ice by Arthas' sword.

"Traitor, you dare to fight me head-on."

"I have never shown you loyalty, Arthas."

"Then accept the end you deserve. I will deal with you immediately."

Facing Azshara who was standing in the distance and joining forces with other heroes to deal with him, Arthas chopped off the surrounding energy balls, teleported over, held up a shield, broke the illusion with one sword, and slashed into Azshara's chest.

Can we be sincere? You are not a night elf anymore, what's the point of pretending like this? You thought I would be gentle because of my beauty... I have a wife in my mind, and I swing my sword fiercely. You don't understand this feeling. I have been single for thousands of years.

Of course, I also agree that if there is no woman in your heart, you will be like a god when you draw your sword, and I can change it at will.

“Azshara, become my servant and fight for the ultimate destruction of Azeroth…”

"Monster, you underestimate me."

Azshara, who had been screaming in pain, turned into a shadow and stood together with Ysera and others. Together they pushed back Arthas's eight steps.

"If we show our true strength, you can..."

"Frost Purgatory."

Why are you pretending? Even if my power is “weak”, it’s still a piece of cake to deal with you.

I just need to control the time, so I'll freeze you for a minute.

After freezing the movements of the demigod on the battlefield, Arthas stepped towards the familiar people who were rushing towards him. He simply dodged a few moves and then suddenly exploded, beating them up with various means, which was extremely satisfying.

"Have some bread, mother."

"This is what Luo Ning just made using the food-making technique. It's good for emergency use."

Taking the bread and water from Ronin, Vereesa placed them next to her mother. Now it was their turn to rest for a while.

Since the addition of new forces, they have calculated the time and allocated the appropriate personnel, so that they can fight back and forth with Arthas.

All day long, whether it is day or night, the heroes of Azeroth will raise their weapons or unleash their spells towards the evil prince, fighting bravely and fearlessly.

With this process, more and more heroes will be able to hold out against the Fallen Prince for a while longer, and the day when they defeat the Dark King should not be far away.

"Why are all my sons-in-law human, Vereesa, can you answer this question for me?"

Li Lisa picked up the food that Xiaoyue prepared for her, but did not eat it. Instead, she asked this question.

Big Sun and the human paladin get together and have a good-looking grandson who is dedicated to finding his parents and has a pretty good personality.

Little Moon walked with the human wizard and had two more grandchildren. Unfortunately, she couldn't hold them in her arms and could only look at the images her daughter and son-in-law gave her.

The big moon turned into a ghost and walked together with her former human ranger apprentice, now the queen warrior. The wedding has not yet taken place, but the two sides have confirmed their relationship, but it is impossible for them to have grandchildren.

Judging from the current situation, the three sons-in-law are indeed good to their daughters and can barely gain their approval.

However, resurrection is good, but her husband is still in the world of the dead, and she left suddenly... It seems that she can only apologize to him in the future.

"Mother, who knows about love?"

"Mother, Vereesa and I are in love with each other. We will live together forever."

Seeing his wife at a loss when faced with this problem, Luo Ning came to her side, bowed to his mother-in-law, and then held his wife's hand.

On the battlefield full of dangers, he responded softly and talked about his plans for the future.

After experiencing the changes in Theramore, Rhonin just wants to live happily with his wife and children. As for being a hero, he will have to wait and see what happens in the future.

"Archmage Rhonin, there is a huge difference in the life span between elves and humans. It is very likely that when you are old and gray, Vereesa will still be young and beautiful."

As their mother, Liresa felt it was necessary for her to talk to her son-in-law about the issue of life expectancy.

I can’t wait until you pass away. My little daughter is still as beautiful as she is now, and she has two grandchildren to depend on.

When I think of this, I feel that my little moon is so miserable. Is your magic as powerful as Aegwynn's?

"As for his life span, you don't have to worry too much, mother. Ronin's magic is strong enough, he can live for a long time."

In response to this question, Wenresa covered her mouth and chuckled. We are not ordinary people, and the problem of life expectancy is easy to solve.

“Vereesa is right, Mother.”

"After receiving the blessing of the Holy Light Army, Turalyon has gained eternal life. Perhaps when I am gone, he will still be alive..."

"No, Alleria."

Turalyon, with Quel'Zalaam on his back and his eyes without the golden light, covered Alleria's white and fair mouth without makeup and interrupted her softly.

"If you leave before me, I will definitely follow you."

"Honey……"

As they were making love, Sylvanas and Nathanos descended from the sky with their blood elf allies, stirring up clouds of dust.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt your family gathering, but it's your turn to join the battle. We can't hold on any longer."

Lor'themar pushed Halduron away and caught Liadrin, then fell to the ground with his head tilted after saying these words. He should not have participated in the battle between demigods. The right thing to do was to hide in the back and output in a low-key manner.

"Taste the wrath of the dragon army, monster!"

Munozdo roared and knocked Arthas back with one punch.

"Dragon, your power is only this much."

Arthas, whose power is declining, is fighting the five dragon kings and other heroes alone. He is like this: if you hit me with a hundred punches, I will return you with one sword.

I have been in this world for six days, and I have been fighting with you here for nearly four days. Can you think of a reasonable way to end me?

To be honest, I'm a little tired. Give me a chance and give me some dignity. Can I do it? I always feel that I will be exposed if I continue fighting.

By the way, how come you, the incarnation of N'Zoth, are still alive? I have defeated your original body and turned it into a Lightforged Elf.

Oh! Since you delivered the goods to my door, I will make a fuss about you.

N'Zoth! For a hardworking villain like you, I have high hopes for you!

Without sufficient means to give some people "dignity", it is too difficult to achieve peace in a short period of time relying on personal strength, so just stop at the current level.

I'm short of manpower! I shouldn't have sent Chief Aqiang to embrace the Holy Light so hastily. My frustration is like a mountain stream... Illidan, you have no martial ethics and are launching a sneak attack.

"Arthas, you are still as conceited as ever."

"Illidan, I will end your life."

"Then give it a try, monster."

"Watcher, your sneak attack will not succeed."