Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Alsace’s holiday was very enjoyable. He went from Stormwind City all the way to the North Mountain, to Ironforge, and met his old friend Muradin, and obtained a new set of armor. He spent a happy winter with Jaina in Dalaran. After the festival, he finally returned to Lordaeron.

Alsace, who had returned to the royal capital of Lordaeron, put away a relaxed mood, and began to process the piles of documents and instructions.

Train the Knights, participate in some tasks of the Silver Hand, and give instructions and suggestions on the actions of the Privy Council in Kalimdor and Northrend.

In the heavy plans and tasks, Alsace did not forget to enrich his own strength and knowledge, except for various arrangements and backhands, his own strength is his capital to settle down in this crisis-ridden world.

But despite the steady improvement of his own strength, when Alonthos Faor, the mentor of the Silver Hand and the Archbishop of the Holy Light, finally returned to the Holy Light, Arthas who participated in the funeral still felt the ruthless and short-lived time.

The Paladins of the Silver Hand had long known that this day was coming. They were not too sad, but with a solemn and solemn expression, they sent the Archbishop one last time.

"Nothing in the world is eternal. King power, light, magic, and even death will eventually pass away."

Alsace stood at the forefront of the funeral, watching silently as the archbishop's coffin was buried in the cemetery outside the monastery in the northeast of Tirisfal Woods.

When the stone gate of the tomb was closed, the spokesperson of the holy light, the teacher of justice and light, the archbishop Alonthos Faor, the identity of human beings also slept forever.

Three years of time hurried away, allowing Arthas to change from a young paladin to one of the great knights in the hands of the Silver, and he has been initially established at Kalimdor and Northrend outposts. Not long ago, Van Cliff sent him a good news.

His father, Tenaris is already very old, and he plans to officially pass on Lordaeron's crown to his son within these two years.

However, during this period of time, Tenaris received several bad news, and for this reason he also had a quarrel with representatives of several other countries at the regular meeting of the alliance.

Among them, there are two things that caused the old king the most headache. One was the territory of the southern part of the kingdom. Orcs appeared in the Hillsbrad Hills. They looted some villages and broke a fortress, saving a lot of them. The orcs being held there.

But this matter is not bad. The orcs ran into the forest quickly after rescuing some of their compatriots. Tenaris had already sent the Lightbringer Uther with a group of troops to the hill. Sbrader defended strictly.

Alsace should have gone with Uther, but Alsace needed to do another thing.

According to the news from the consuls of various towns, a strange plague appeared to have occurred in Lordaeron. Tenaris had already sent Arthas to solve the matter, and Dalaran had also sent a Kirin Tor’s consultant came to assist Alsace.

Arthas led a team of privy knights, dignified and rushed to the small town of Brill where the plague incident had spread.

He knew very well that Kel'Thuzad's cursed cult was playing tricks. The assassins of the privy organ had already solved many people who secretly believed in the cursed cult. East and West Weald also had privy agents who strictly monitored the routes of food transportation.

Unexpectedly, under such tight defense, Kel'Thuzad and his cursed cult can still do so many things. They are indeed the former archmage of Dalaran.

Under Alsace’s strict control, the possibility of the plague spreading through the two important grain-producing areas of Andorhal and Stratholme has been eliminated, but the Lich King and his men were as Alsace expected. , Did not give up easily.

Kel'Thuzad specifically chose when the orcs were active again in Lordaeron, and started his own plan in Lordaeron, just to make Lordaeron have no time to take care of the two ends and make mistakes.

The time of the undead plague appeared a lot earlier than Alsace knew. He couldn’t help being even more strange. If he said that his previous events hadn’t changed the timeline tremendously, the plague event that was almost a year earlier would still be Didn't it attract the attention of the bronze dragon?

At this time, Arthas began to determine that something must be wrong with the bronze dragon, and he did not come or could not interfere with the timeline he was on.

It stands to reason that Arthas, who can let go of his hands and feet, is actually not very happy, because although the bronze dragons are somewhat rigid, they have indeed played a major role in many critical moments of Azeroth's life and death.

On the side of the road to Brill, Arthas and his knights set up a simple camp there, waiting for the "advisors" sent by Dalaran.2018 novel www.2018xsxs.com

When the position of the sun in the sky changed a lot, Alsace’s lieutenant, Captain Farek of the Privy Knight said to the prince, "Your Highness, we have been waiting here for almost all morning. Brill’s situation is urgent. , Shall we wait any longer?"

"Be patient, Farreck, Jaina is often late for a while." Arthas already knew who the Kirin Tor had sent, and he didn't seem impatient.He is now holding a document, sitting on a rock and reading.

Farek nodded. His Royal Highness's words were the order he needed to execute, but at this moment, there were several roars in the forest not far away.

The knights were ready for battle. Farek said to Arthas, "His Royal Highness, the voice is an ogre."

As soon as the adjutant's voice fell, a tall figure whose body was frozen halfway fell off a high slope on one side, and lost movement after a few whine.At the same time, the water element, one head higher than the ogre, slid out of the forest. The female mage stood on top of the water element, her palm rising with purple-blue magic runes.

Two more ogres chased out of the woods with thick wooden sticks. The female wizard did not see the slightest panic. The magic that had been prepared was released from her hands, and the ice quickly froze the feet of an ogre. , The water element raised his fist and waved, and the high-pressure water instantly penetrated the ogre's chest.

"His Royal Highness, shall we go up and help?"

"No, it's just two ogres," Arthas believed Jaina's strength very much, "pass the order, pack things up, and get ready to go."

Sure enough, as Arthas said, Jaina didn't take much effort to kill the last ogre. She waved to dissolve the huge water element and looked at Arthas, who was leading a team of knights. The waist asked, "Don't you know how to help me?"

"Didn't I come here? It's a pity that you are moving too fast, they don't fight so well." Arthasti slipped the warhammer and said innocently.

Jaina rolled her eyes at Arthas angrily.

"Come, gentlemen, let me introduce you. This is Kirin Tor's special envoy, our mage advisor for this operation, Ms. Jaina Proudmoore."

The knights saluted Jaina one after another. Most of them had heard of the name and knew the relationship between this and the prince.

"Well, no need to be polite, let's hurry up and start the mission," Jaina stood up and rode the horse that Arthas had left for her, and walked to Alsace's side. "We have to hurry, my teacher said this time. The plague is unusual."

"My spies have got the information, and there is no doubt that Kel'Thuzad is one of the tricksters."

"Kel'Thuzad?" The surprise on the female mage's face flashed, and then it turned into worry. "The thing that the teacher was worried about really happened... Maybe it was a wrong decision to just expel him."

"Then now is the time to correct this mistake." Arthas said calmly, no matter what the outcome of the plague, Kel'Thuzad will definitely die. This is the starting point of all conspiracies.

It is a pity that I originally regarded Kel'Thuzad's death as the end of the matter, thus ignoring the darkness that breeds in Lordaeron.

Kel'Thuzad is just a spokesperson. His life or death has no impact on the Cult of the Curse. The real master of the Cult of the Curse is the Lich King in Northrend, and even he is the real behind the plague. Not really.

The one who was pushing the progress of the plague was one of the jailers who guarded the Lich King, from Nathrezim in the Twisting Void. They were known for their sinister, cunning, and scheming demons.

In human records, there is another name for their race: Dreadlord.

The real promoter of the plague of Lordaeron was the dreadlord Mal'Ganis, and for the specific location of the dreadlord, Arthas had already been tracking down Kel'Thuzad, and it was his turn to take care of Kel'Thuzad.

"Next, is a hunt against time."

Alsace's expression was cold, and the curtain of the times was slowly opening.