Chapter 62 Miracle

Haas asked: "Your Majesty, what about the agreement we reached with them before?"

"That was just a temporary solution. We are human beings. We must stay with our brothers at this time!"

Haas took the order and left. Perenolde walked into the secret room and gave a few instructions to a man in black inside, then returned to his seat.

Perenolde thought happily while playing with the golden rose seal. In this war, most of Quel'Thalas was destroyed, Lordaeron was breached, Stromgarde spent a lot of money in the fight with the orcs in the south, and the isolated Gilneas and the sea kingdom Kul Tiras gained nothing. Only our Alterac not only did not lose any territory, but also obtained a batch of additional weapons from these weapon dealers to improve its military strength. The current situation may even make it possible to save Lordaeron and let them owe us a favor. It is really a great profit without any cost. As for letting the orcs cross the mountains? We have just sent people to capture Ivan. He was the one who came up with the idea, he made the agreement, and he naturally bears the responsibility. Even if those kings are resentful, they can't show it in this situation. In the end, only Alterac will benefit...

Archbishop Faol, who was praying in the cathedral, is now standing on the front line to bless and treat the soldiers, and Selena is beside him.

Faol wiped his sweat. The high-intensity blessing and treatment made him a little tired. Terenas helped the old man sit down. Not long after resting, the archbishop got up and continued to work.

King Terenas said, "Archbishop, take a rest."

Faol shook his head and said, "No, if I rest for one more second, I will save one less person."

Faol looked at Selena, who was kneeling on the ground tired after persisting in the treatment, and stood up with the help of a stool.

"Huh?"

Faol saw Selena standing up with the Crystal Tears on her staff, and she was not stable for a while and swayed a little, then she raised her staff high and shouted to the sky: "Merciful Holy Light! Please give me the power to save Lordaeron!" As

soon as the voice fell, the sky changed dramatically, the clouds gathered into a vortex, the center of the vortex became brighter and brighter, and a beam of light as dazzling as the sun shot out from the vortex and covered Selena.

"That's holy light! That's a miracle! God answered her prayer!" Archbishop Faol exclaimed.

The holy light surged to all parts of Lordaeron like a stream of water, bathing the entire city. As long as there was a breath left, the wounds on their bodies would be healed, the fatigue on their bodies would be eliminated, and the soldiers felt that they had regained their strength!

Terenas took the opportunity to raise his long sword: "For Lordaeron!"

"For Lordaeron!"

The soldiers in the city fought back.

"No matter how many times you come! You will be greeted with death!" An armored orc killed a human warrior and said.

"You need a little help." A voice sounded behind him, and he immediately turned around, and then found that a red sphere was getting closer and closer to him.

"Boom!" The orc hit by the fireball fell to the ground.

Archmage Antonidas leaned on his cane to look for the next orc.

"In the name of the sun," Kael'thas said as he pushed aside a burnt orc corpse.

"..." In another alley, Kel'Thuzad silently killed several orcs, looked around to see if there was anyone else, and took the orc corpses away with a special scroll to study forbidden magic.

"Boom!" The battle on Krass's side was the most violent. As a red dragon, he not only possessed powerful dragon spells but also a strong physique comparable to that of a warrior, and could fight in close combat or at a distance. Explosions

and rising red, blue, and purple traces appeared everywhere in Lordaeron.

"What is that? The mages of Dalaran!" Terenas shouted excitedly, "Soldiers! The mages of Dalaran have come to support us! Follow the archmages and drive the orcs out!"

"Charge!"

The war continued until late at night, and two-thirds of Lordaeron was still in the hands of humans. Riding on a gryphon, Khadgar looked at Lordaeron. The city was brightly lit, especially the central area, which was illuminated by Kael'thas's unique fire magic as if it were daytime.

"Kael'thas is really generous."

Khadgar flew down after aiming at the right position. However, the way he appeared was a bit funny. He fell down when he was still a few meters away from the ground. The reason was that several archers who were exhausted after fighting for a day accidentally shot a few arrows into the sky, scaring the vultures, and then knocked Khadgar down.

Khadgar patted the dust off his body awkwardly: "I feel relieved that Lordaeron is still in our hands."

"Khadgar?" Terenas held his hand: "Why are you here? Where is Turayan?"

Khadgar said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Turayan is still on the way. Let me ride the gryphon back to provide support. I will probably arrive the day after tomorrow."

Terenas nodded and turned around to shout to the soldiers around him: "Our mages have brought news! Turayan's army will be able to rush back to Lordaeron tomorrow! The Alliance will win!"

"The Alliance will win!" "Long live Lordaeron!"

Terenas gave Khadgar a look, and Khadgar's mouth, which had just opened, closed again.

It was dawn, and the smoke had not yet dissipated.

The sound of horse hooves rang out from behind the tribe. The soldiers of Stromgarde finally arrived in Lordaeron after traveling day and night.

The King of Stromgarde breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the black smoke in the city. Fortunately, they arrived.

He raised his axe and shouted, "Target, the orc camp! Charge with all your strength!"

"Charge!"

The warriors launched a surprise attack on the orcs along the lake.

"Captain! Enemies have appeared in the rear!"

"Oh?" Hammer of Destruction raised his head, as if he had expected this a long time ago. "The reserves will go up."

"Yes!"

The reserve troops were all holding long-handled weapons, and the charge of the Stromgarde cavalry suddenly stopped.

Before the orc troops could stabilize their positions and plan a counterattack, a large army appeared on their side. It was the Alterac troops led by King Perenolde himself.

"Damn it! Humans are not trustworthy!"

Hammer of Destruction roared angrily.

Wuyou also said, "I thought so at the beginning. If you had destroyed them, it wouldn't be like this now."

Hammer of Destruction swung the hammer: "I stopped them personally! Now it's just a balance. As long as Gul'dan and his two clans can arrive on time, these humans will be destroyed!"

However, before the Hammer of Destruction could set off, a dragon rider hurriedly flew down from the sky and brought bad news to the Hammer of Destruction.

"Great Chief! Gul'dan took his clan and Gu'gal's clan and fled on the boat."

"What did you say!"

Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. Two more dragons flew in the sky, and the dragon riders on them brought bad news again.

"The main force of the Alliance in the Hinterlands has been rushed back, and it is expected to reach Lordaeron in half a day!"

"The support troops from Silvermoon City to the south are expected to rush back to Lordaeron in one day!"

"Damn it!" The Hammer of Destruction angrily smashed the ground. If he could only resist the two support troops at the back and side, he really couldn't hold on if there were two more.

I was just a little bit away from Lordaeron! It was all Gul'dan's fault! Damn traitor!

"Gul'dan! I will tear you into pieces!"

The Hammer of Destruction will never have this chance again in this lifetime, because Gul'dan has already set foot on his destiny.