New Order of Azeroth

The Prince of Wind Elements is like a large recycling bin. All the messy things are decomposed by the surging elemental power in his body, and finally turn into raw energy and dissipate in the air.

This internal recycling process is very environmentally friendly, but it is too harmful to him personally.

The more he beat, the angrier he became. All the abominations Sylvanas gathered and created were chopped to death by him, and more than a dozen Bat Knights who threw trash cans at him were also torn into pieces.

Even the Forsaken soldiers were killed one after another by the hundreds. They all died in a way where their whole bodies were swept into the hurricane, and their bodies, armor, and the fire of the undead were all shattered into pieces.

In the face of huge casualties, the Forgotten used the barrier to trap the Prince of Air Elements. Seeing that the victory was in hand, the Wither wanted to capture this big guy and then magically transform it into a bodyguard of the Banshee King.

The mage among the Forgotten also had similar thoughts. A wind elemental prince whose body appears in the material world is so rare that he would be dishonoring his own knowledge if he didn't study it.

The senior executive officer and the old knight wanted to resolve the matter quickly. They were worried that this matter was not isolated, but the wither and a group of mages were opposed, and their opinions were ignored gorgeously.

Vanessa, who was watching from a distance, also saw the miserable state of the Prince of the Wind Element. Not to mention that Al'Akir, the King of the Wind Element, didn't recognize this green appearance, even if he pulled the Fire Demon King over, he probably wouldn't be able to see it. Who is this? I haven’t said it yet, so hurry up and fight!

Old Fording nodded to her, indicating that the troops were ready.

Jaina also said that the mage is ready.

The steam tanks that had entered the preset battlefield also sent signals of readiness.

Several giant dragons and artillerymen who were ambushing in secret also sent signals, and everything was ready.

Vanessa put on the Paladin's Judgment Armor and the Ashkandi Brotherhood Sword again, and she got on her horse.

The sword of Brotherhood was raised high, and the dark red sword body glowed with a cold light at this moment.

During the mobilization before the formation in Nanhai Town, many former Scarlet Crusade soldiers noticed this powerful-looking two-handed sword. They were all amateurs, and the quality of the weapon could be seen at a glance.

They didn't know what kind of sword it was, and neither did the people around them at the time.

Now seeing Vanessa taking out the sword and shaking it around again, she would naturally ask the people around her.

"Well, I heard that your Highness has been living in the south. Are you all from the south? Do you know what kind of sword she is holding?"

There were soldiers from the First Legion around her, all of whom were direct descendants of Vanessa. Although the accents between the north and the south were slightly different, the difference was not big.

They knew this sword very well. Vanessa specifically instructed her thieves to tell the story of the sword's origins in the army.

Just like the Zen throne in the previous life, she also made up a particularly orthodox logical relationship for the Sword of the Brotherhood. Roughly speaking, Emperor Thoradin passed it on to his direct descendants, and his direct descendant Sir Lothar passed it on to the Stormwind royal family. Finally, King Varian of the House of Storm passed the sword to her!

When the soldiers of the First Legion faced the inquiries from their comrades, their faces were filled with pride: "I know, that sword is the legendary Ashkandi Brotherhood Sword, the famous Sword of the King!"

The former Scarlet Crusade soldier had a shocked face and his mouth opened wide. No wonder this sword is so attractive. It turns out to be the Sword of the King!

Similar conversations continued to spread below, and Vanessa gave another pre-battle speech. There was no way, people here just did this.

"...Lightbringer has been watching us, for our descendants, for Lordaeron, and for the Alliance! No prisoners will be left in this battle, and all the sins will be mine alone! Kill all the undead you see, Descendants of Lordain! Charge with me!"

Jaina took the lead in casting spells, and many mages removed the illusion barrier. Then the mages used wind spells to disperse the dark clouds above Tirisfal Woods, and the sun shone little by little on the soldiers.

The bone-chilling coldness seemed to be dispelled by the warm light, and the fatigue of three days of rapid march was eliminated. The already fanatical former Scarlet Crusade soldiers were full of fighting spirit.

"Woo--" Many soldiers blew their horns, and Vanessa rushed out first. The big man Herod personally held the royal flag and followed closely behind with a thousand palace guards.

Old Fording looked towards the open space behind him. He nodded towards the human-shaped light and shadow that only he could see in the open space. He meant, old friend, please bless us. I'm on board too!

He followed Wang Qi and rushed into the second echelon.

A group of young paladins also joined the charge. The will and belief of everyone gathered together, the holy light sprinkled on the earth, and the golden light reflected most of the sky. The soldiers without horses also rushed to the battlefield with shouts.

"Arthas, have you seen this? Fear will not defeat the people of Lordaeron. The strong people of Lordaeron will rebuild their homeland!" Uther's heroic spirit has been busy these two days. He just followed the army. He walked around in a circle without saying a word, and Chromie, who had been shouting that he wanted to sleep, was also forcibly taken around by him.

Chromie, the bronze dragon who transformed into a dwarf, looked depressed. She looked around and saw that there was a ghostly Arthas around here! Who are you talking to? She looked at the timeline again. Arthas was sitting well on the Frozen Throne. It seemed that the master and apprentice had no ability to talk to each other across the air. Uther, the heroic spirit, must be confused!

She brought up old things again: "Just let me go back to sleep. I promise not to cause trouble."

Uther did not waver at all: "I must watch you. UUReading www.uukaｎshu.net "

Chromie gave in again: "Then let's find a place to rest. You let me sleep peacefully and don't take me back and forth? Is that okay? Aren't you tired?"

Uther rejected the offer again: "I want to see the revival of Lordaeron with my own eyes."

"Then go and see it!"

"No, I'm afraid you'll run away."

"Then keep me far away!"

"No, I don't have time. I want to see the revival of Lordaeron with my own eyes."

Chromie: "..."

Faced with the unreliable Holy Knight spirit, even though Chromie was known to be smart and resourceful, there was nothing he could do at this time.

"Old stubborn!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

They were gossiping behind them, and the horns of Lordaeron's army were already ringing in the sky.

Um? ! Whether they are the wither, the old knight, or the senior executive, they all served in the army of Lordaeron during their lifetime. Even if the old knight is a southerner, when dealing with the orcs, the army will use the horn of Lordaeron as a charge. Signal, all three of them are familiar with this horn.

The Withered One took three steps at a time and rushed to the top of the city. The other two people also followed and took a closer look.

They saw the fiery red figure at the front, the flag of the King of Lordaeron held high, and the large golden holy light behind!

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