Chapter 133: : Elegy Sings Softly

The battle for the defence of Quel'Thalas has begun.
The Scourge had no morale and no fear of casualties, and they stormed the elf's high wall 24/7.
High Elf Mage and Rangers stood in the city desperately blocking the sea of ​​ghouls, zombies and skeletons.
The flesh and blood giant temporarily made by the corpse truck took a slow pace toward the high wall. The giant was spliced ​​with various corpses and minced meat, and every step would shake off some strange pieces of meat from that huge body.
Sylvanas couldn't remember how many undead she had killed. She only knew that she hadn't stopped pulling the bow from beginning to end.
Suddenly, she keenly spotted a somewhat familiar person.
It was a dwarven death knight, and his eyes flashed with ice-blue light, holding a weapon similar to a dagger and a long dagger in his hand.
It was the dwarf adventurer who said she couldn't marry in Elwynn Forest! The Oscar flash diamond that has recently gained popularity. Queen Greek was impressed by those who said bad things about her.
At this moment the dwarf was riding on an undead black goat and seemed to be in a daze. It was not involved in the offense or directed any undead.
Snapped!
Alsaston, commanding the undead assault on the high wall, felt his head sink.
One touch of the hand was a little stiff goat shit.
"Oscar! You insanity bastard! I didn't bring you back to the death knight as a guest circus!" His Royal Highness turned and roared at the dwarven death knight.
The undead Oscar laughed, and his mind seemed to be constantly reviewing the adventures he had made.
"You human aristocrat, now know the terrible landlords of fire! Kneel me down!"
Immediately afterwards, the dwarf was blown behind by the ice-blue light shot from Arthas' sword.
A few days later, the first high wall of Quel'Thalas was breached, and the undead army officially poured into Yongge Forest.
There were a total of three high walls, and the undead army was soon blocked by the second wall.
"Sylvanas, you and your first team will face the final battle in front of Silvermoon City. Now, take a rest." Kael'thas could not help but transmit himself and Queen Greek to Silvermoon city.
Queen Greek was also not polite, grabbed a glass of moonlight wine and then sat on the floor of the Silvermoon Court.
"I admire you very much, Ms. Sylvanas, for your perseverance and decisiveness." Kael'thas also sat quietly in a soft chair opposite her.
Queen Greek pouted her lips. "Why, wouldn't you take action if you encountered an opportunity to control the undead?"
"I won't." Kael'thas shook his head. "I have my people to take responsibility, and I have responsibilities and burdens that you don't have."
"It seems that Cthulhu's influence on you has made you more determined."
"Nothing has affected me. Cthulhu just inspired the actions in my heart that I didn't dare to pay, even the thoughts I didn't dare to think about."
Kael'thas said, clapped his hands, and ordered the guards to bring some food.
"Let's eat it, and when you become the Queen of Darkness, you will never taste it again."
Queen Greek sneered, "I don't think so, divine power will transform me, except that I don't breathe cold, and I will not lose everything the living being has." Having said that, Queen Greek looked at Kael'thas.
"It is you, our Majesty the Sun King, how are you going to face Jaina? It is estimated that the Plague of Plague in Dalaran has now begun to spread."
Kael'thas shook his head a little in a tangled state, and then he looked resentful.
"I don't know yet, take a step and count. Maybe when the betrayal leaves her, she will come to me. She will one day understand that I am her only savior and dependant."
In Dalaran, the plague of undead is spreading, and the whole city is trembling.
No one knows how this plague penetrated. Master Anthony Dass had ordered the quarantine and even expelled the infected from the city.
Nor did they suspect that Jaina was infected with the plague and became the source. After some inspection, she found that Jaina was fine and had no problems. Jaina herself was also very strange, she had not touched any source of the plague at all.
Except for Alsace.
But Arthas is still a living! He has temperature, and he looks very healthy, even countless times stronger than before.
But Jaina didn't have time to think about it, and she started preparing to return to Kul Tiras.
The whisper in her mind never stopped. She believed it was Arthas. She firmly believed that when she returned to Kul Tiras, her beloved prince would tell her what to do next.
This must be the case, and I will certainly be able to save Alsace!
A few days later, Jaina returned to the Kingdom of Kul Tiras with a group of wizards willing to follow her.
The forest of Yongge has now been divided into two, and the southern half is now covered by shadows, and the plague of natural disasters is spreading around.
After the three walls of Quel'Thalas completed their mission of consuming and damaging the Scourge of the Undead, they officially declared their fall.
The Scourge's route also turned into a long, dark, covered with plagues of death. The land is divided into two like a long black dragon.
The border fortress established by the night elves in Quel'Thalas was also attacked at this moment, but at the moment the fortress was all arcane resistance. The mage and ranger had already withdrawn to the north and joined Sylvanas.
From time to time, four flame ascendants whistled through the sky ~ EbookFREE.me ~ lowered a wall of fire or flame dragon breath, causing continuous damage to the Scourge.
The Scourge Corps undead corpses of rangers and mages who had not had time to take away or burn them. The female corpses became dark rangers and banshees, and the men became Scourge mages or death knights.
Arthas decided to go all the way north, penetrate Silvermoon City, and finally reach the area where the Well of the Sun was.
The Scourge's army faithfully executed the prince's will. They advanced straight in the north, and the signs of death along the way became longer and longer.
Silvermoon City, at this moment there are no civilians, only believers and troops of Twilight's Hammer.
"Let me pass, elf, my goal is just the Sunwell, don't seek your own way." Arthas' cold voice echoed in Silvermoon City.
At this moment an arrow condensed with dark golden light whistled at him, and Arthas' face turned abruptly, and he immediately lifted the frost mourning to resist.
His prince was blasted off the horse by this arrow with the dawn light, and dragged about ten meters on the ground.
Sylvanas looked at the temporarily depleted Quel'Thalas' golden bow, and then raised his long bow and waved it, indicating that the time had come for his teammates to follow.
There was an immediate movement on the head of Silvermoon City, and Kael'thas and his army evacuated the wall and went back to defend the temporary line of defense that split Silvermoon City in two.
"Alsace, get back to Lordaeron and want to go to the Sunwell, and walk over our bodies."
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