The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Thanks to the blessing of the Holy Light, we finally escaped from that dark and evil place."

A man wearing a tattered Holy Light priest uniform, holding the only remaining cross in his hands, praises the Holy Light and calms his mixed emotions.

At this moment, his heart was still full of devotion to the Holy Light.

“Wuwuwuwu…wuwuwuwu…wuwuwu…”

Seeing the long-lost sunshine and the stable ship, a disheveled Kul Tiran marine sobbed softly.

At this moment, all he felt was the joy of seeing the sun again.

"Audiette, Audiette Francisco, wake up!"

After receiving the person from the dead and seeing his living friend, a neatly dressed Marine was so excited that he couldn't help but shouting his name loudly.

At this moment, the only thing in his mind was the relief that his friend was still alive.

"Thank you, Haichao, I'm still alive!"

Accepting the food and water handed over by the rescuer, a believer in the sea couldn't help but sigh at escaping from the boundless fear.

At this moment, he had no faith in his heart, only gratitude and emotion.

……

"Lieutenant Cui Wen, lock them up first."

On a crystal clear blue treasure ship, Jaina waved her hand to create an ice prison and said so.

"Remember, we have to make sure none of them can escape."

Looking at the faces that were either desperate or full of hostility, Cui Wen replied coldly: "I will follow your orders, Your Highness."

"Remember, you can't mistreat the prisoners. They are still useful."

Hearing Jaina's sudden warning, Cui Wen said in awe: "Your Highness, I understand."

"We just need to provide them with food, but we must first pay attention to the safety of our own people."

After receiving this instruction, Cui Wen's eyes changed, and he said with a hint of excitement: "No problem, Your Highness!"

"By the way, I meant it in a positive sense. You can't mistreat prisoners, Treven Aofu."

Closing his eyes slightly, Cui Wen reluctantly responded softly, "Yes, Your Highness."

"Human, Lok...Ah!"

“Ahh! Ah…”

"Like this, but you can't learn my way. We have to treat the prisoners according to normal standards."

"But in this particular case, it was this orc who wanted to attack me first!"

His eyes suddenly opened with disbelief. Cui Wen looked at the reassembled orc fangs, and his legs couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"This time it's real. We will provide them with some food."

"Plus, we just need to work harder to make sure they don't run around and can't leave."

Seeing the "Good Tooth" orc next door troll who didn't look so painful, Cui Wen looked at the empty bottle in Jaina's hand and said, "Okay, Your Highness."

The different treatments between green skins and blue skins should be obvious.

However, Cui Wen didn't know whether he should learn this kind of special "hint" of differential treatment without any differential treatment.

"Of course, if there are prisoners, it may cause..."

After a pause, Jaina turned her head and said, "Then, just follow your usual standards."

"Because, after all, I am just a person who knows nothing about military strategy..."

With a mysterious smile, Jaina said, "But we might have to exchange prisoners, right?"

Watching the builder of the temporary ice prison ship flash away, Cui Wen raised his hand and stroked his chin in front of the other Kul Tiran navy.

He is now having a headache with all these "hints" that might be hints, and doesn't know what to do.

In his opinion, it was impossible to slaughter it.

It could be sent out by Arthas, who was nowhere to go, using this evil...holy light spell that controlled the skeletons of the murlocs.

Doesn’t this incident make the problem clear?

The cat and mouse game of chasing orcs has, due to some accidents, turned into a new situation where the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole waits behind.

Now, with Jaina's "reminder", Cui Wen really felt the charm of brainstorming.

What are the specifications for giving food?

Clearly, the meat was divided into different groups according to size just now.

Send him for treatment, how could it be possible? !

I clearly distinguished the unknown potion that was delivered and not delivered just now.

Busy guarding, do you really need to guard well? !

I was clearly distinguishing whether the magic runes were enough or not just now.

……

Whatever the case, good luck comes to trolls and bad luck comes to orcs.

The same is true in reverse, when orcs are unlucky, trolls are lucky.

There was no list of people to be treated, and it was strictly forbidden to oppress prisoners at will.

What should these... law-abiding soldiers do?

"Lieutenant Axe, I think Her Highness Jaina may really want us to treat these prisoners normally."

Pointing to the prisoners in the ice cell, a Navy petty officer said, "Because, both the good and the bad have been given."

"We don't need to care about their race. Your Highness, what you are doing is just like..."

After calming the lieutenant, who was listening attentively, the sergeant said, "In reality, they are prisoners."

"If you are obedient, we will keep a good watch over you and provide you with adequate food and treatment."

"If you don't obey, you should be beaten or scolded."

After saying this, the sergeant stopped thinking and looked at Lieutenant Cui Wen.

"Major Sergeant Orkan Wesker, according to Her Highness Jaina."

His expression softened, Cui Wen gently patted Okan's shoulder and said, "We treat prisoners... We act as guards."

"There is only one thing we can do, discipline them well and handle emergencies seriously."

"Lieutenant Axe, you are right. I think so too."

Not far away, the invisible Jaina looked down at the note in her hand and fell into a temporary state of contemplation.

When she saw the clear and foolish look Arthas gave her before, she felt that she understood it very well now, and she understood it even better.

After all, it used to be someone else who thought wrong or right about Alsace.

And today, for the first time, she heard other people's thoughts so closely, which saved her a lot of worry.

Clearly in the previous world, she had people holding up signs in various languages, and her teammates...

"Sergeant Major Wesker, I see that your strength has reached that of a high-level warrior."

"Your qualifications and abilities are already fully up to the Sergeant's standards. So, this time, you'll be guarding these..."

Seeing Okan's face full of fighting spirit, Cui Wen changed his words and said, "When we charge, you will be behind me to rescue the victims."

Cui Wen withdrew his hand, turned his back to the prisoner, stepped on the crystal clear icy deck, looked at the five warships ahead, and put his hands behind his back.

"The Holy Light is above, the sea is watching us, we will rescue our colleagues with blood and sword."

"We all know there's only so much we can do, Sergeant Wesker."

"Yes, Lieutenant Axe."

Before Okan could finish, Cui Wen suddenly bent down and picked up some booklet that had inexplicably arrived there.

After seeing the wet ink on the handwriting, Cui Wen said, "Brother, when you return from the battle, we will have a drink together."

"I understand, brother."

Turning around, Cui Wen handed the booklet to Okan and said, "That's good. Let's get familiar with it first."

"Ocean above, we still don't understand what the runes on this ship are for?!"

Therefore, he decided not to do anything else and just treat these special non-human captives as regular captives.

Today's temporary guard began by reading the notes of the prison ice ship maker with the future chief sergeant.

"I calculated the time, it should be about time."

Returning to her faithful helm, Jaina murmured, "Is the seafloor really that fascinating?"

"Can he be so motivated that he's not afraid of running out of oxygen and suffocating to death in there?!"

Looking at the sea in the distance where there was drizzling rain, Jaina suddenly raised her right hand on the cloudless and rainless sea.

The next second, the magic wand that he had been waiting for for a long time came into his hand automatically. The azure magic crystal on the top of the wand was shining and lying safely inside.

"Since you're too busy to even reply, don't blame me for taking some precautions."

After finishing her soliloquy, Jaina began to silently guide the arcane runes that she had taken the time to arrange today, the arcane runes that she had arranged on the six ships.

At this time, in many places where the Kul Tiras Navy was working or not working, hidden magic runes suddenly lit up one after another.

Suddenly seeing the runes in front of them, some navy soldiers had just ended their fantasies and were about to draw their swords.

"Prepare for battle, warriors."

Hearing the familiar voice in their ears, they put back the weapons that were easiest to find.

To prepare for battle, you need to turn around and look for more useful weapons. It is not enough to rely solely on the fish you have recently eaten.

As the six Kul Tiras rescue ships slowly put up a blue magic shield, many navy ships also returned to their battle posts step by step.

Looking at the seemingly calm sea and the drizzle ahead that seems to be getting smaller and smaller.

They were ready to fight no matter what raid it came from.

"A special boarding battle, I don't know if we..."

"If they dare to come, let them taste the power of artillery first."

As Jaina led a group of navy towards the seemingly distant islands...and archipelago, the calm sea surface concealed turbulent undercurrents.

From the light to the dark,

From the dark place to the light place,

That is, from blue visible to the naked eye to another blue visible to the naked eye.

The water world is scarlet but this color gradually spreads, with a strange and shiny seabed full of corals and receding mud and sand.

In this watery world, the black cloak moved again...

The heavy plate armor boots took a step back, causing the calm mud and sand to disperse.

"what……"

Holding pillar swords in both hands and being hit by countless dark arrows, the Lich King, with a faint blue glow in his eyes, exhaled in a deep voice.

As long as he has oxygen, he can move around in the sea, but this does not mean that he can...

Yes, that tone was spoken by the hideous and disfigured head beside him.

At this moment, Arthas regretted for the first time ever setting foot in this land.

Not considering other times, just at noon the day before yesterday, near the afternoon, he and a group of people severely defeated the God of the Abyss.

He has no broad mind at all and dares to talk about his love for trade. Arthas strongly despises the ancient god of sneak attacks - N'Zoth.

He was fighting well with a group of loyal undead, ready to kill some more murlocs.

However, Enzos, who was vindictive, directly strengthened the "followers" in this water world.

Whenever Arthas thought of his loyal soulless undead warriors being crushed one by one by the tentacles that suddenly appeared, he always wanted to...

"Paladin, wielder of holy light, your final fate has arrived."

The huge monster shrouded in the power of purple darkness was kind enough to speak the common language (human language) on the bottom of the sea to the enemy in front of it who seemed to be at the end of his rope.