Chapter 129: : Falling Flowers and War Horn

Lordaeron, the festive atmosphere is full of the city.
The flowers of the sky were scattered by the people from upstairs on both sides of the street, and gradually gathered into a flower road.
The bell of victory, echoed in Tirisfal Glades for a long time.
Your beloved prince, triumphant!
He killed the initiator of the Plague, and now victory is back!
It's just His Royal Highness' hair. . . Why does it turn silver?
Arthas rode on his horse, quietly across the cheering street, his face expressionless.
At this moment a pink petal flew over the prince's eyes, he reached out to catch the petal, and gently held it in his hand. Immediately opened his hands, the petals have been frozen and crushed.
A gust of wind passed, and the frozen flower was scattered by the wind.
Arthas rolled over and strode into the King's Hall. King Terenas, his father, was sitting on the throne eagerly waiting for his return.
The nobles and lords looked at His Royal Highness, exulting and cheering, and bowed deeply to His Royal Highness.
The old king sat on the throne and watched his son kneel on the ground in front of the throne, with unbelievable love and pride in his eyes.
Frostmourne's sad whisper filled the mind and ears of the prince, and he could not hear what King Terenas and others were saying in a loud voice.
He suddenly stood up, strode to the throne, and pulled Terenas up, his face full of shock and doubt.
"My son, how are you ..."
Flutter!
Frostmourne pierced the old king.
Terenas didn't feel the pain at the moment, and he looked at his son's eyes with a look of sadness and perplexity, with an ordinary father's eyes.
why?
Terenas's old body slowly fell, and the golden yellow Lordaeron crown passed down from the Arathor era rolled to the ground with blood on it.
An era ends here.
Lordaeron, it's over.
Arthas turned and walked away, and any aristocrats and soldiers who tried to stop him fell under Frostmourne's sad sword.
"This kingdom is about to be destroyed. A new ruling order will be born from the ruins. It will shake all the foundations of the world."
The words of His Royal Highness echoed in the throne room.
On the second floor of the King's Hall, a small black and white light flashed in the eyes of an ordinary little aristocrat, and he crushed a small crystal.
"Arthas has fallen, Lordaeron is over, and the night empire has entered a state of total war, ready to welcome the polluter Archimonde! Keep his life at Azeroth at all costs!"
Arcane loudspeakers in Darnassus, Suramar, and the night elves began to continuously broadcast oracles and war orders.
The dark border guards began to move on a large scale, and the orcs of the Iron Horde were gathering nervously, checking their equipment over and over again.
The priests of the Luna Temple began to spread into the army and became combat priests.
The upper elves and the night sons of the Crusaders are already ready, and they will then head to Mount Hyjal under the leadership of Elisander.
Archdruid Malfurion Rage is awakened, and he will continue to lead Druid and Dawn of Dawn.
A path leading directly to Mount Hyjal was deliberately let go by the elves. This was the route of Archimonde as predicted by Her Majesty the Emperor.
The coalition forces will deliberately release Archimonde to Mount Hyjal, and then there will be a siege, destroy Archimonde, destroy the Scourge, and follow the Archers to the demon running dogs of Azeroth.
Mount Hyjal, the tree of the world Nordrassil.
Countless lines of defense are being built here, and troops are gathering in the surrounding area.
Gods were sent from the Yongye Palace to every place.
The new tribe also received the news, and immediately sent a tribal coalition consisting of orcs, tauren and dark spear trolls into the land of the night elves, all the way forward to Mount Hyjal.
The Alliance's army was also secretly mobilized, and five large steel airships set sail from Stormwind, filled with the Alliance's army, and flew in the direction of Kalimdor.
On the flagship Skybreaker, Lothar stood on the bridge and looked at the floating fleet built secretly by the alliance, with endless pride in his heart.
Lordaeron is over, and the north is about to become a paradise for natural disasters. But new opportunities will follow, and Stormwind Kingdom will seize them.
This upcoming jihad in Mount Hyjal is the best opportunity to sever a large arm of the Burning Legion and Archimonde the Defiler.
For the ultimate victory, the entire Azeroth world will go all out.
Quel'Thalas, Eversong Forest, Border Area of ​​the Wall of Quel'Thalas.
"Alsace has fallen, and there is not much time left for us to prepare for war ... coming soon!"
The order of the Sun King Kael'thas passed through the High Elves.
The civilians have evacuated to a safe area for refuge, and the people who remain are basically Twilight's Hammer army.
These people already knew in their hearts their fate and what would happen next.
"Remember! We are consumables! Our responsibility is to recreate the Scourge as much as possible! Deadly battles to the last minute! Then we will be resurrected! Become those disgusting undead!"
"We will gather beside the Queen of Darkness and we will become a new community!"
"We ... are forgotten!"
"For Sylvanas! For Queen of Darkness!"
The frantic shout of Twilight's Hammer sparked endless cheers and shouts throughout Quel'Thalas' army.
Sylvanas stood at the top of the Wall of Quel'Thalas, looking at the Eastern Plaguelands in the distance, holding the Quel'Thalaskin bow firmly in his hand.
A turning point in his own destiny. . . Coming soon.
Cthulhu advised her that after defeating Arthas, she would lead the forgotten to the ruins of Lordaeron, and build her new city on the ruins of this once glorious city.
Undercity. . .
There, it will be a holy place for free undead.
"Her Majesty the Divine Emperor! The Watcher Force will immediately return to Kalimdor and participate in the Jihad of Mount Hyjal! The prisoner Illidan is hereby pardoned, and his guilt will be defeated to fight the Burning Legion and the Scourge of the Undead! Immediately!"
The Crusaders' Herald finished speaking aloud, looking coldly at the watcher leader Ma Wei Shadowsong.
"No! Illidan must not be released! This is irresponsible for the entire elves ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The energy sword appeared on Mavina's neck covered with light armor.
"I said ... This is His Majesty the Divine Emperor, and you must execute it immediately, otherwise ..." The unstoppable murderousness was revealed in the eyes of the Herald's Herald.
"The empire does not need to dare to disobey His Highness's traitors."
Kodana Evil Song pulled Ramavi in ​​the back.
"Herald, the watchmen will faithfully carry out His Majesty's will, and we will immediately take Illidan off!"
The Crusader Herald nodded in satisfaction and put away the energy sword.
"Don't let Your Majesty wait long, let alone delay."
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