In this Cheap Shot attack, Jiang Jie and his team paid the price of six Wildhammer Gryphon Rider and most of their men being injured, but they wiped out eight Frost Wyrm and more than two hundred Gargoyle. Kel'Thuzad's air force was almost completely wiped out, leaving very few survivors. The results were nothing short of brilliant.
But both Jiang Jie and Highlord Falstad had very somber expressions.
Because of the tens of thousands of Undead ground troops, at most only one-tenth of them would be lost, and the remaining forces would still be very strong.
These tens of thousands of Undead will launch a massive attack on Stromgarde tonight.
Their entire garrison consisted of only three hundred Stromgarde guards, three hundred Earthen, three hundred Wildhammer Gryphon Rider, and a few dozen warriors—nothing more.
Moreover, the Wildhammer Gryphon Rider and warriors were already extremely exhausted, and most of them were injured. With only a few hours to rest, could they possibly recover? Absolutely not!
So, how can we defend such a Stromgarde?
If any Undead breach the city walls and enter Stromgarde, the nearly 20,000 residents still in the city will be slaughtered like sheep in a pen, then resurrected as Undead to become Kel'Thuzad's servants.
Therefore, Stromgarde must not be breached; not a single wall or gate can be breached!
This is extremely difficult; how can it be done?
" Nicholas, tell me seriously now, do you have any reinforcements?" Falstad quickly bandaged his wounds, refused the healing potion offered by Meryl, and pointed to Stromgarde on the map, saying, "We can't hold out! At this rate, Stromgarde will definitely fall tonight! We don't have enough troops, absolutely not enough!"
"Yes, but I don't know if they will come, or when they will arrive."
Jiang Jie pointed to Southshore and said, "I sent someone to Southshore to ask for reinforcements. There are a full thousand Scarlet Crusade recruits stationed there, along with two hundred real Paladin! The commander is Sally Whitemane, Old Mograine's adopted daughter. I sent Darion to ask for help; given their relationship, it shouldn't be a problem. I just don't know when they'll be able to get here."
Falstad frowned, tracing the road from Southshore, through the Thoradin's Wall, all the way to Stromgarde. He quickly calculated in his mind, then said decisively, "They won't make it! Griffins fly in a straight line, over the surrounding mountains and coast, and it only takes them a day to reach Southshore! But their normal march takes a week! At the fastest, it'll take five days!"
"But if we go by sea, it will be much faster."
Jiang Jie also stretched out his hand, his fingers tracing a path from Southshore along the coast all the way to the south shore of Stromgarde: " King Thoradin should know that there is a bay here Faldir's Cove. It takes about two days to get here by boat from Southshore, if you're going fast."
Everyone looked at King Thoradin, King Thoradin nodded and said, "There is such a bay. Stromgarde is located by the sea, but the walls are more than fifty meters below the water, making it impossible to come ashore. So we once planned to build a port in Faldir's Cove to facilitate trade, but that place has many reefs and is also dangerous due to the Naga."
Jiang Jie smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's alright. When they're almost there, I'll go to Faldir's Cove to escort them. But I don't know if they'll even come."
"The ships will surely have lights when they arrive. Send men to guard the Tower of Arathor; inform us as soon as they see them," King Thoradin said. " Nicholas, we cannot count on them; do not harbor any illusions!"
"I harbor no illusions, King Thoradin," Jiang Jie replied, then turned to Meryl: "Master Meryl, will Lady Aegwynn still be able to come?"
"Have no idea."
Meryl shook her head and said, "I sent a message; she'll see it as soon as she returns to the Hall of the Keeper Hall of the Keeper. But whether she's returned, or even if she's willing to come, nobody knows."
"Even if she doesn't come, it won't stop Anveena from coming. As long as Anveena comes, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Jiang Jie nodded and shrugged. "Okay."
So that's the situation. Reinforcements may or may not come, but until then, we can only rely on ourselves. A heavy atmosphere settled over the scene.
This will inevitably be an extremely brutal war; no one knows whether it can be won, or how many people will lose their lives.
Just then, Meryl suddenly looked up to the south, seemingly surprised. "There's a magical fluctuation in the Tower of Arathor, a fluctuation from Teleport! Someone has teleported here! There were three distinct fluctuations, a total of three people!"
"Could it be reinforcements from Dalaran?" Highlord Falstad turned to Jiang Jie. "You went to Dalaran for help? That makes sense; the only ones who could arrive quickly are the mages of Dalaran! But why are there only three? What use are three people?"
"I contacted Archmage Ansirem, but unfortunately, the Kirin Tor Guardians can't come, and neither can the Battle Mage Corps. The mages have all gone to Gilneas because someone discovered Arthas's trail near Dalaran, and then found him in Gilneas."
Jiang Jie frowned and shook his head.
How could he not ask Dalaran help?
But Arthas actually appeared!
Arthas alone was enough to attract the attention of several Archmage in Dalaran. The Kirin Tor Guardians were responsible for protecting Dalaran, which was not yet fully rebuilt. The Battle Mage Corps went to Gilneas to hunt down Arthas. Even Uther the Lightbringer went to Gilneas. The Gilneas Brigade was on high alert. Highlord Darius probably wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep these days.
What is it about Gilneas that Arthas would covet?
Jiang Jie suspected that Arthas did this in order to distract the mages of Dalaran and prevent them from sending reinforcements to Stromgarde.
Dalaran out of the question.
So, who has arrived now?
Let's go take a look!
As soon as Jiang Jie and his group stepped out of the palace, they saw three ladies approaching.
A human, a High Elf, and a Half-Elf were all acquaintances of Jiang Jie.
The human was a female Archmage, clad in a full set of the epic mage armor " Frostfire," with flowing golden hair like golden waves, and emanating a considerable energy aura.
She was none other than Angela Dusatos, the Archmage Archmage the Eastern Plaguelands and one of the three leaders of the Brotherhood of the Light Brotherhood of the Light.
On the High Elf's back were two similar yet slightly different one-handed swords, one radiating golden light and the other blue light, both with identical curved blades, even their curvature was very similar.
She also had blonde hair, but her figure was far more voluptuous than that of the Archmage Angela. While Angela was a B-rank, she was a D-rank, with a curvaceous figure and a slender waist that made hearts flutter.
Without a doubt, she is Liadrin, a high Priest of Quel'Thalas, one of the commanders of the Ashen Army, the leader of the High Elf Paladin, and a powerful High-Ranking Paladin. But if you include those two swords, even those Grand Knight might not be able to defeat her easily.
Quel'Delar, Quel'Serrar, is an ancient dragon-forged sword. It was reforged a few months ago with the help of Kael'thas and Krasus, and now possesses far greater power than before. It also has the life-fire of the red dragon, making the fusion of the two swords a legend.
Two older ladies stood on either side of them, while the Half-Elf among them wore golden armor and carried the famous Paladin's sword, Ashbringer, on her back.
She looked at Jiang Jie, and Jiang Jie looked at her; they remained silent.
"Fin..." Falstad was about to greet him when Archmage Angela raised her hand and cast a " Silence. Then King Thoradin grabbed him by the neck, lifted him up, and refused to let go despite his violent struggles, before striding away.
Meryl had already left quietly. Archmage Angela hurriedly followed, eager to discuss life ideals with this Legendary mage who had lived the longest. Liadrin smiled at Jiang Jie, then turned and left.
Only one man and one woman remained in the same spot.
This moment belongs to them.