My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Let's go back, Rona... tonight is really a not peaceful night!"

Alleria said with emotion-no one thought that the Gilneas Kingdom had long been unable to recover; unexpectedly, Lord Vincent Godfrey had come up with a quite effective method.

If this Lord Vincent Godfrey’s plan is really followed, if Arthas, King Terenas, King Thoras and Varian Wrynn are all killed here, then the coalition forces will definitely There was a big mess.

When such a thing happened, even if the remaining generals were determined to avenge, they lacked an authority who could twist the soldiers into a rope.

Prince Danas has high prestige among the soldiers of Stromgarde, but the Royal Guard of Lordaeron and the Brotherhood of Iron Horse are only loyal to their king.

Once King Terenas and Arthas are all killed, there will be trouble in the kingdom of Lordaeron; many nobles will wait for an opportunity to move around, and the Royal Guard of Lordaeron will surely rush back to Los Angeles under the leadership of Kanter. King Danlun City-In addition to bringing back the news that His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness were killed, they must also rush back to support their only remaining lord-Princess Kalia Menethil.

Of course, there are some problems with Kalea's identity. She is not the pure blood of the Menethil family after all; if some people use this to make trouble, the Kingdom of Lordaeron will inevitably split.

Similarly, the Kingdom of Stromgarde is the same; Prince Danas is the most qualified person to inherit the throne, but he is thousands of miles away from the capital of Stromgarde; once people with ulterior motives use the identity of Prince Galin to do something It is inevitable that war will reignite on the Arathi Highlands.

As for Stormwind City, it is even more sad-Varian Wrynn is the last male in the family, and his wife, Queen Altea Eberlock, has given birth to him a lovely daughter, but has no son.

The young king was killed again, which was obviously a heavy blow to the people of Stormwind who had just rebuilt their homes from the ruins; it is true that Marshal Anduin Lothar is still the centering stone of the south of the mainland, but...this How many years can an old marshal support this dilapidated country?

Thinking of this, Alleria really realized how important these people who had just gathered in the camp are to the entire alliance.

Maybe Gene Greymane is still waiting in his palace, waiting for the coalition forces outside the city to refrain from fighting, and then take the opportunity to regain his land-of course, this greedy and cunning King of the Gilneas is certainly more than just Satisfied with taking back the lost ground.

But unfortunately, Gene Greymane and Lord Vincent Godfrey met Frostmourne-Alleria was as arrogant as her sister Sylvanas, but she had to admit, Frostmourne is not an existence that mortals can resist at all-even the proudest king must look up at this cold and weird girl.

Just as she casually broke through the door of the Wall of Unfallen Fortress Greymane, Frostmourne easily prevented an assassination conspiracy against King Terenas and other leaders of the Alliance.

With emotion, Alleria noticed something was wrong; she turned around and saw Rona Crowley in a daze behind her.

"What's the matter, Rona?"

Alleria asked quickly.

"Nothing, I was thinking about what you just said, Alleria."

Rona Crowley replied.

"What is it?"

Alleria somewhat forgot what she just said.(To be continued.)

804 Fleet

"It was a really not peaceful night... That sentence."

Rona Crowley said.

"Really? Rona, do you think so too?"

Alleria had a rare witty smile—even though she was no longer a little girl, she also needed to relax from time to time.

"Well, indeed... it's so restless."

Rona Crowley sighed-it would be great if I could forget that Prince Arthas of Lordaeron pressed his fiancee on the bed naked.

...

Not only Lorna Crowley has her own troubles, but Gene Greymane is the same.

When his teacher, Baron Vincent Godfrey, who was also the most trusted minister, went to the coalition barracks not far from the city of Gilneas to perform the assassination mission, Gene Greymane stayed up all night.

The heart of the King of the Gilneas Kingdom is full of contradictions-he neither wants to lose his life mentor, Lord Vincent Godfrey, but also hopes that Lord Vincent Godfrey's plan can be implemented smoothly. , So that oneself and one's own kingdom can stand up and be free from such a crisis.

Genn Greymane’s son Liam Greymane had been with his father before, but he felt too tired just now and had to go to rest first.

So, in the huge study room, there was only Gene Greymane. The King of Gilneas was sitting at his desk, but he was too impatient, so he had to stand up. He paced all over the floor, with tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, with a "bang", the door of Gene Greymane's study was knocked open, and an attendant rushed in hastily.

"What's the matter? Is there news from the coalition camp outside? Are those guys in a mess? Have they started to withdraw?"

Gene Greymane did not pursue the impoliteness of that attendant, because he really wanted to know the news from the outside world-even though he himself had lost the courage to explore, he still yearned for a miracle to be born.

"No...no?"

The attendant was held tightly by Gene Greymane's shoulders, his face flushed, and he answered blankly--how could it be?Your Majesty, is this crazy?

Now even the children in the Gilneas city know that this city has been surrounded by troops from 100,000 other human nations. Whether it can survive tomorrow’s attack is still unknown; everyone is waiting for His Majesty’s decision. , But... His Majesty is daydreaming that the enemy will retreat without fighting?

——Thinking about this, the attendant felt that this country was indeed going to die; he began to think whether he should also run away from the palace quickly, and before escaping, he could also steal some valuables from the palace. maybe.

"Then what are you doing in? Get out!"

Gene Greymane was also taken aback when he heard the attendant's answer, and then shouted in anger-he realized how funny his gaffe was and couldn't help pushing the attendant away.

The guard was pushed by Gene Greymane and stumbled back, finally stabilizing his body.

"But, Your Majesty...at sea! A huge fleet is coming from the sea!"

The attendant remembered his mission now, and he quickly reported to Gene Greymane.

"maritime?"

Gene Greymane couldn't turn around for a while-his energy was all attracted by Lord Vincent Godfrey's actions, and he didn't care about other things at all.

"Yes, at sea! The sentry on the south watchtower said that those fleets are flying the flags of Kul Tiras, Lordaeron and Stromgarde!"

The attendant continued.

"Nonsense, or who else can there be?"

Gene Greymane scolded angrily—obviously, this was the Lord of the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, and also the fleet of Alliance Admiral Daelin Proudmoore.

The alliance’s naval fleet has always been composed of the navies of various countries, under the command of Daelin Proudmoore; but the Gilneas Kingdom withdrew from the alliance, Stormwind City is awaiting prosperity, and there is no excess financial resources to rebuild the navy, so now In the alliance navy, the kingdom of Kul Tiras is the only one, and the kingdom of Lordaeron is second because of the inclusion of some North Sea pirates.

As for the Kingdom of Stromgarde... After losing most of its ships in Balladin Bay six years ago, this traditional land power has never paid much attention to the construction of the navy, and now only a few old ships are mixed in the alliance. It's nothing more than a win in the navy.

"Then... what shall we do? Those commanders are waiting for your order from His Majesty the King."

The attendant said pitifully—he was just a messenger, but Genn Greymane cast all his anger on his head.

"What can I do? Tell those idiots and go back to sleep! Damn... don't they know that our shores can't be landed? These idiots... and you, you are also idiots! The news will bother me... Get out! Get out!"

Gene Greymane lost his temper again. This time, the attendant did not continue to insist, but quickly left Gene Greymane’s study by crawling on the ground. The experience tonight was even more so He firmed up the idea of ​​running away, so when he passed a corner, he easily removed a golden wall hanging on the side of the corridor and put it in his arms.

"Golfrey...Godfrey... Holy Light, you must succeed..."

After driving away the attendant, Gene Greymane’s study was once again deserted; the King of the Gilneas Kingdom collapsed helplessly on the cold floor, looking at the blue through the window. White cold moonlight, whispered embarrassedly.