Rise of the blood elves

The overwhelming undead army stopped one kilometer away from Greymane Wall.

Later, there were ghouls who were crawling with sores all over their bodies, rickets, huge suture monsters that were spliced ​​together from the flesh and blood limbs of various creatures, and elite resurrected cavalry riding skeletal horses on their crotches. Meat trucks with extremely long ranges were slowly laid out facing the coalition's defensive positions, and the lines were stretched far and wide.

In the darkest moment of the day, the shadowy ghosts in the distance were like a heavy stone, weighing on the hearts of all the coalition soldiers.

A kilometer away, the sound of the undead troops' deployment came from afar, tearing apart the dead silence that shrouded the dark land.For a moment, the coalition soldiers who were hurriedly reinforcing the defense line subconsciously stopped what they were doing and looked at the tens of thousands of undead army in the distance.

"woo"

On Greymane Wall, the shrill sound of horns resounded through the sky, which was a signal for urgent preparations for war.It seems that the Gilnean defenders have discovered the undead siege force.

A Zhang Qiang crossbow stretched out from the edge of the stacked wall, pointing far to the north.The sound of the winch rotating also sounded at the same time. People could not see the scene on the wall, but they all knew that the siege weapons installed behind the wall had begun to charge and prepare for launch.

But to everyone's disappointment, the huge city gate, which was heavily reinforced with horizontal and vertical iron beams, remained unmoved.

Five days, five full days.

The coalition forces rushing to rescue this place fought for five days. After several arduous battles, they preserved this epic wall under the attack of the undead, relieved the crisis in Gilneas, and built a defensive position outside the wall.

But what did such a heroic act get in exchange?

In the past five days, apart from placing arrows on the wall and sending some supplies through the elevator, no Gilneans came out of the giant wall to support them.Sit back and watch them fight with the undead outside, turning a blind eye.

Is this what Gilneans are like?

When the orcs brought trouble to the Eastern Continent, other races joined forces to fight against the foreign enemies and formed an old alliance. Although Gilneas joined the alliance, it contributed little.

When the Kingdom of Stormwind was rebuilt after the war, the other countries did their best to provide help, providing money and supplies, but Gilneas chose to ignore the matter.

When Lordaeron attempted to control the land of the Kingdom of Alterac, which betrayed the Alliance and allowed the orcs to march in, almost leading to the destruction of Lordaeron, Greymane was entangled with Terenas on this issue, intending to Alterac fosters "agents" who favor Gilneas.

Although things at the political level are bright on the outside, they are actually extremely dirty on the inside. No one on either side is clean.Even King Terenas, who is known for his benevolence and wisdom, is using the same method to try to support a new king of Alterac who is pro-Lordaeron and indirectly control that land. It is somewhat unfair to those in the Kingdom of Alterac who were not involved in the betrayal, but

The vast majority of people still support Terenas, why?

Because compared to the ruthless Gilneans, the Kingdom of Lordaeron was the country that contributed the most in the Second War, with countless soldiers throwing their lives and blood.

Because the Kingdom of Lordaeron was a direct victim of Alterac's betrayal, the royal capital was almost captured by the orcs.

Why did you, a Gilneas person who always stayed out of the fight, jump out to fight for land and gain after the war?

How many years have passed, these things are still vivid in my mind.

Before rushing to rescue Gilneas, the more than 1 coalition soldiers, from commanders to ordinary soldiers, had fully prepared their psychological expectations.The Scourge, far more terrifying than the orcs, arrived and destroyed most of the north. The Kingdom of Gilneas was not spared. They should make some changes.

No matter which way you think about it, Gilneas has no reason to stay out of the situation.

But the fact disappointed them, they were still like that.

At this time, every coalition soldier in the defensive position was regretting it. Helping these ungrateful white-eyed wolves was simply the stupidest move.

Two seconds later, a roar sounded from the defense line: "What are you still doing? Take action!"

The soldiers immediately came to their senses and quickly rushed to their defensive positions under the leadership of their respective officers.

Three-meter-long sharp spears were mounted on the bunker, forming a terrifying forest of spears that even heavy cavalry would not dare to charge rashly.Heavy infantry covered in plate armor lined up with shields, filling the gaps between the fortifications that were vulnerable to cavalry attacks.The long-range troops in the rear broke up the bundles of arrows and inserted them one by one into the mud at their feet, or brought in boxes of black powder and lead pellets and loaded their muskets intensively.

All this was completed in just a few minutes. Although it was noisy, there was no trace of chaos, which fully demonstrated the outstanding military quality of this army that has experienced many battles.

The earth became silent again.

Greymane Wall

"It seems that this negotiation has failed. Greymane, I swore allegiance to you, but I watched you become what you are today. We fought off the undead for you and Gilneas, how did you repay us? ally's

Darius waved to the followers behind him and took the lead in walking towards the griffin at the other end of the trail.His tone was calm, but there was lingering disappointment.He was originally a great lord in northern Gilneas, one of the most powerful nobles, and he was once very close to Greymane.

Greymane was still looking at the natural disaster army in the distance. He turned his back to the former great lord and said softly: "This is your choice, the choice of the coalition forces, and has nothing to do with me. My duty is to ensure that all the people within this high wall will not Threatened by natural disasters.”

Darius remained silent, came to the griffin, grabbed the reins and climbed up.After untying the ropes tied to the mooring posts, several of his followers also got on their griffons. After their commander gave the order, they returned to the position under the wall and looked at Gilneas. The people's eyes were filled with anger and contempt.

Darius was about to shake the reins and urge the gryphon to take off, when he saw a long dragon with torches rushing towards them on the broad main road beyond the giant wall.The dense footsteps were uniform, and the heavy armors touched each other as they moved, making noisy sounds.

He narrowed his single eye slightly and looked carefully. After a while, he cast a doubtful look at Greymane.

Because this is obviously an army with tens of thousands of people

The elevator at the far end of the trail sent a young man who looked very similar to Greymane to the wall.Panting, he ran to Greymane and said, "Father, the troops have been mobilized."

He is Prince Liam, the son of Genn Greymane and the future heir to the throne of Gilneas.Darius is no stranger to him.

Greymane ignored Darius' doubts and asked: "Have all the undead been dealt with?"

Liam nodded, "We chased the Black Camphor Forest and joined forces with the local militia to exterminate all the remaining undead. The corpses were all burned, so there shouldn't be any more problems."

"Well done, my son." King Greymane had an expression of relief on his face. He turned around and ordered to the officer behind him, "Open the door to meet the enemy."

"Yes"

"The king has commanded, open the gate"

"Open the door"

Voices sounded one after another, passing on the orders.Not long after, the Greymane Wall began to tremble slightly. Under everyone's unexpected gaze, the thick and tall door slowly opened inward, and a steady stream of Gilnean soldiers walked out of the door and came outside the wall. On the defensive position, they stood together with the coalition soldiers.

"Go and command the battle, don't let me down." Jean Greymane said to his son, then turned to Darius, his expression proud, "My duty is to protect my people, but this does not It does not mean that we turn a blind eye to everything that is happening in the outside world. A few days ago, the Cult of the Damned infiltrated Gilneas, causing a plague to break out and turning tens of thousands of people into mindless zombies. Solving this sect running around in the country can be done at any time Before the undead caused heavy casualties and restrained all the troops in the country, I could not and could not provide you with any military assistance. This is why I did not open the door, Darius."

Although his opposition to Gilneas's policy of seclusion was deep-rooted, and he was disappointed because he was abandoned at the most critical moment, and he no longer regarded himself as a Gilnean, but Darius was still filled with dissatisfaction after learning about the inner cause. All the smoke disappeared, and his brows suddenly relaxed.

Understand that people will not always be worried about something, and everything must be explored to find out what is right and wrong.

If it were Greymane in his place, he would probably have made the same choice in the past.Give up the 10,000+ people outside the wall in exchange for the safety of millions of people inside the country.Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a choice. Not everyone has such determination and resolutely chooses to bear the infamy of abandoning the people. This is a complete helplessness.

Darius glanced at the overjoyed coalition soldiers under the wall, turned back, put his right hand on his chest, and nodded deeply to Greymane.

Unconsciously, the first light of dawn diluted the darkness, and the scenery of the vast land gradually became clear.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were fighting against an equal number of undead. The balance of this battle seemed to have returned to a balanced position again.

Suddenly, the neat line of the undead army in the distance broke into chaos.

Greymane and Darius both frowned. The former quickly walked to the edge of the high wall and looked far into the distance. He saw that the main force of ghouls in front moved to the right wing, and the rest of the undead behind also responded accordingly. The changes, under the unified spiritual control, are chaotic but orderly.The front line that originally stretched out horizontally facing the Greymane Wall became a defensive formation that took into account both the front and right directions, guarding the west direction as if facing a formidable enemy.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but wonder why the undead had changed their plans.

Darius suddenly thought of the message for help sent to the Silver Hand a day ago. Could it be that the reinforcements have arrived?

impossible.

He quickly overturned his guess. Judging from the last communication between the two parties, how could the Silver Hand arrive in the Silver Pine Forest to join the battle in such a short period of time when they were far away in the Hinterlands, a thousand kilometers away?

Soon, hundreds of griffins appeared in the northwest sky, as well as a number of weird flying creatures that were no less than the griffons.

One of them flew toward the Greymane Wall at a speed that was even faster than a gryphon. It was very eye-catching in the dawn light, and everyone could see the appearance of this creature clearly.

It has a huge beak like a bird, and its head is somewhat similar to that of a dragon. Its whole body is golden yellow, its wings are huge, its body is slender, and it has no limbs to stand on.

"It's the dragon hawks of Quel'Thalas. Why did they appear here?" The followers behind Greymane recognized the name of this creature with knowledge.

The dragon eagle approached the giant wall and hovered several meters in the air. The rider controlling it turned over and landed smoothly in front of everyone.

When this tall and thin blood elf wearing a gorgeous robe and a flaming dagger hanging on his waist raised his head, Darius realized that the person who came turned out to be a blood elf demon who had met him several times. Mentor, Angmar Morningstar.

Angmar nodded to Darius, took a deep look at Greymane, saluted with impeccable Gilnean etiquette, and said: "I am glad that King Greymane can fight alongside us. Eight thousand elite soldiers of the blood elves, four thousand regular troops of the Silver Hand, three thousand frostwolf orcs, plus eight hundred gryphon knights of the Wildhammer dwarves, and two thousand ground troops have all arrived on the battlefield in 15 minutes. Finally, we will launch an assault on the undead’s flank.”

Everyone was extremely surprised and looked to the northwest. At this time, the morning fog had cleared. At the end of their field of vision, dense crowds of people were walking out of several huge portals, and then they were reorganizing their formations non-stop.