Chapter 160: : Lordaeron renaissance army

I seem to think that the mainland of the eastern kingdom is not chaotic enough, or to highlight the relative calm of the Kalimdor continent, and a big news spread throughout the world.
In the silver pine forest area in the north of the mainland, a special organization was established on the island of Fenris, the huge lake in the heart of Lordaeron and bordering the Alterac Mountains.
Lordaeron.
The leader of this organization was Lord Carlia, who had disappeared for a long time after being destroyed by their beloved Prince Arthas.
Speaking of this princess, her life can be regarded as ups and downs, a little miserable.
First, he fell in love with Lord Prestor, the nobleman who was the incarnation of Deathwing. Later, Deathwing led Alterac and Lordaeron to fight for fun and as a cover, and then Prestor broke out. In fact, it is the shocking news of Deathwing.
So this ridiculous marriage engagement was over, and before Caria could relax from her sadness, his brother Prince Arthas destroyed Lordaeron with the Scourge of the Dead.
The country broke down, his loved ones died, and his only brother became a terrible death knight.
For the delicate flowers in Princess Caria's greenhouse, the sky fell.
A group of loyal Royal Guardians of Lordaeron fled the city of Lordaeron and the Tirisfal Glades with the only royal blood of Lordaeron, the Royal Highness, at the time of the country's demise.
They went all the way to the end, eventually came to the east of Silver Pine Forest, crossed the lake, and temporarily settled on the island of Fenris Lake.
As the princess of the northern power, Caria received the best education of the royal family, and the former Archbishop of the Holy Light Alonzos Fao taught her personally, making her a holy priest. Caria has a gentle personality and has a strong talent for affinity and perception of the Holy Light. She is a typical aristocratic human woman.
Life on Fenris Island is extremely difficult, and ordinary steaks, once dismissive, have now become a luxury. There is a shortage of supplies. Every night I sleep on a hard wooden bed. There is no compliment and praise on weekdays, no royal choir and leisure afternoon tea, and no affable father. This is the most difficult and painful time in Princess Caria's life.
For a time, Carlia was in a state of confusion and despair. There was no hope, no home, no family.
After the Royal Guards of Lordaeron, who came to protect the princess, stabilized, they began to recruit nearby refugees, and gradually formed a medium-sized fortress town on the island. They pinned all their hopes on Princess Kalia, and desperately hoped that she would lead Lordaeron's survivors to stand up again, reclaim the land and city occupied by the undead, and rebuild the glorious Lordaeron.
Feeling that everyone expected of herself, Carlia stood up many times and said that she could not do this, and she could not become a general-like figure. She was just a priest and a sad princess after her death.
But this burden is still hers, she is the last bloodline, the last royal family of Lordaeron.
The captain of the guard did not persecute His Royal Highness Princess Six Lords. He just invited Kalia to go to all parts of Fenris Island every day and let her see with her eyes the current situation of the people of Lordaeron .
Caria was extremely heartache, she just used vain light to treat one person after another's pain and illness. But the number of exiles who heard the news every day was increasing. Her spirit, which was not so strong, could not afford the ability to treat everyone.
Her Royal Highness was in pain, and she could not bear to watch the people of Lordaeron fall to such a state. In addition, these people are unwilling to leave their homeland and go to the southern alliance to take refuge and become slaves.
They are the hope in their hearts. Every Lordaeron's people will pin their hopes on them. They give themselves the best food and conditions. Restore the dignity that some royal families deserve.
But I ca n’t do it!
Hope always comes inadvertently.
Carlia began to force herself to start training, she began to practice the offensive Holy Light, and she began to ask the Royal Guards about the experience of leading the battle.
She started to become strong and determined.
A voice also appeared in her mind, it was the voice of the gods.
Carlia was also unable to sleep at night, praying to the Titan deity of Azeroth, asking for his help and guidance.
Now Sarodal responded to her.
The spirit was willing to give her powerful strength, and to give her the dawn dawn.
In return, she will give up the faith of the Light and become a Dawn Knight.
Caria agreed, and she didn't want to disappoint the people who believed in her. Their confidence and hope gathered in her heart, and she united into a determination for the revival of Lordaeron.
So the royal guards suddenly received an order from the princess, and she would retreat, and no one was allowed to disturb her.
Although the royal guards were a little worried, they were more comforted and uplifted. Her Royal Highness was finally willing to take on her own responsibilities!
Half a month later, Kalia's residence was suddenly shrouded in violent dark golden light, and a beam of light condensed into the sky.
This large beam of light can be seen throughout the northern continent, breaking through the sky like the light of dawn in the dark.
The door opened, and Princess Carlia walked out calmly.
Her long blonde hair had been cut to short hair, and a hair on her head rose indiscriminately.
She wore delicate blue and white skirts ~ EbookFREE.me ~ with a golden eye on her armor on her chest.
Her Royal Highness holds a golden yellow sword in her hand, and its slender body is very suitable for women.
Dense, dark golden runes of unknown meaning engraved on the sword, exuding terrifying power.
The royal guards stared blankly at her already transformed princess, and her eyes showed endless determination and perseverance, as if nothing would ever stump her.
"Pass me an order. Everyone meets in the square. I have something to say."
Caria's tone was calm and mixed with the majesty of the royal family. She was no longer the confused greenhouse flower.
So, the Lordaeron National Army was established.
Lordaeron's flag fluttered again on Fenris Island.
Princess Callia issued a call and the Lordaron's survivors and fighters from across the mainland responded.
They began to pack up, polished their weapons and staff, and set out on their way north to find the king.
No one likes to be a slave, and now that there is hope, why not fight for it?
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