Naxxramas!
More than twenty warships!
Duke Falrevere!
Jiang Jie gasped, as a series of messages flashed through his mind.
Kul Tiras is a maritime kingdom, and it's a unique country because there is no single ruler. Admiral Daelin is simply the most powerful commander in the country, possessing the largest fleet and the most warships, making him the strongest in terms of overall strength.
He had several competitors, the strongest of whom was Duke Falrevere.
This fleet commander, who owned two merchant ships and 24 warships, had always been at odds with Admiral Daelin. Now that he had abandoned Dyrisburg and its people, he was naturally hated by the Kul Tiras and could no longer stay in Kul Tiras.
So, where will he go?
Without even thinking, a word immediately came to Jiang Jie's mind:
Bloodsail Buccaneers!
The infamous and extremely powerful Bloodsail Buccaneers were founded by Duke Falrevere and are the strongest overlords in the entire ocean besides Kul Tiras. They themselves originated from Kul Tiras!
Kul Tiras truly can't spare the resources right now...
The news was so shocking that everyone fell silent for a moment.
Arthas and the Scourge have struck again after two months, and the results are terrifying!
" Modera has sent word." Ansirem produced another crystal, and the image of Archmage Modera appeared. " Ansirem, tell Calia, Southshore has fallen! Dar'Khan, that High Elf traitor, personally intervened! I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them! I set fire to the entire Southshore to cover the refugees' escape north; you must prepare to take over... Also, Gilneas has fallen!"
Modera's image vanished, Ansirem put away the crystal, his face grim. "Clearly, Arthas's target is Dalaran! I must return to Dalaran; the Kirin Tor needs to convene a council of Archmage. I imagine Dalaran's messengers will arrive soon. Be prepared, Your Majesty!"
With a gentle wave of the staff, Ansirem vanished.
" The Order of the Silver Hand don't have many soldiers available. In fact, the Eastern and Western Plaguelands and Tirisfal Glades all need manpower. Alexandros has complained several times, requesting reinforcements. Hearthglen is better off, not needing reinforcements, but they can't spare many soldiers either." Uther shook his head and said, " Dalaran... we can't be of much help."
"Not only can we not help, but the other kingdoms can't help either."
Jiang Jie said, " Kul Tiras needs to resolve the issues with Dyrisburg and Duke Falrevere, Quel'Thalas is busy with post-disaster reconstruction, and Ironforge and Stormwind City are too far away... This time, I'm afraid we can only rely on Dalaran itself!"
" Dalaran has shown us genuine help, and we cannot stand idly by. I will send mages from the Court Mage Corps to Dalaran to help Dalaran stabilize the Violet Citadel Barrier."
Calia said, "Right now, our biggest concern is Gilneas. If the Scourge truly conquers all of Gilneas, and the Undead army breaks through Greymane Wall, the entire Silverpine Forest will quickly fall into Arthas's hands, and Lordaeron will also be threatened!"
" Arthas won't let Lordaeron go," Jiang Jie frowned. " Gilneas and Silverpine Forest... leave them to me!"
"Leave it to you?" Princess Calia thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Right now, only you can go and provide support to Lordaeron. How many soldiers do you need? The Order of the Silver Hand don't have many left to spare."
"Soldiers? No need. No matter how many soldiers there are, they can't stop Gilneas from falling... Arthas's gaze may linger on Lordaeron, but the main battlefield is still Dalaran! Your Majesty, transfer the Order of the Silver Hand to the Hillsbrad Foothills to escort the people there away. Don't worry about Tarren Mill, Arthas doesn't have time to concern himself with other places right now." Jiang Jie sighed softly.
It's been two months; Tichondrius must have fully recovered by now, right?
Arthas
Kel'Thuzad, Tichondrius —these are three High-tier Legendary powerhouses, and Anub'Rekhan Naxxramas, who isn't much weaker, can fly. This is incredibly troublesome and terrifying. Add to that so many Undead and dozens of Frost Wyrm... How can Dalaran withstand them?
It's unstoppable!
We just have to get through this first.
Once Archimonde leads the main force of the Burning Legion, along with a large number of Scourge, to the Kalimdor, things will be much easier!
Now, he needs to go to Silverpine Forest to try and preserve Gilneas's fighting force as much as possible in preparation for a protracted war to come.
"You're going to Gilneas? Take me with you!" Allen suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on Jiang Jie. "My mother is still in Gilneas City! I must go save her! I'll save her even if it kills me!"
Jiang Jie glanced at him and said calmly:
"Good!"
This is Hillsbrad Foothills.
A group of people are fleeing.
The leader was a middle-aged man in his thirties.
"Mayor, our homes have been destroyed!" a boy cried softly.
Those who heard it wept, their tears mingling with the rain, and even the sky seemed to weep.
There were over three thousand people here, the only survivors in the entire Southshore. If it weren't for a female Archmage suddenly appearing and casting a spell to turn the entire Southshore into a sea of fire, stopping the Undead's slaughter, none of them would have survived!
Now, these people who once lived in peace and contentment are all homeless, each of them a pitiful wanderer, not knowing where the road ahead leads, not knowing what the future holds.
"Or, shall we go to Tarren Mill?" someone suggested.
"No, no! Those damned Undead will definitely head north. Tarren Mill is not safe!" Mayor Heni Mareb shook his head. "We can't stay here. We must keep going north, all the way north!"
"Shall we go to Dalaran? I think Dalaran will definitely protect us! It has the most mages, the strongest mages, and the legendary Violet Citadel Barrier..." someone else suggested.
"No, we can't go to Dalaran! We are from the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Dalaran not protect us, and it's not certain they can protect us. The Undead have a huge appetite; Southshore can't satisfy them. Their target... might be Dalaran! Even Silvermoon City has been destroyed; Dalaran in serious trouble!" Mayor Heni Maleb shook his head again. "We're going to Fenris Isle!"
Fenris Isle?
A group of people were discussing it animatedly.
"Yes, Fenris Isle! Earl Nicholas has cleared land there, and we'll go clear some too. We can feed ourselves! If Arthas wants to attack Fenris Isle, he'll have to destroy Dalaran first! As for revenge..." Mayor Heni Maleb sighed, "We'll talk about that later!"