Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 511, Section 50: Deathwing, the "Executioner," will return!
"Huh? What do you mean Stratholme was hit by the Scourge? And Kael'thas and his forces stopped it? What kind of scenario is this?"

Diakum, who was far away in Gilneas, did not receive the news until a day later.

He jumped up from his chair, clearly shocked by the news. He carefully examined the information Nelly had compiled, and after a moment, said with a strange expression:
"So, the great battle between Sun King Kael'thas and Death Lord Thothedrin destroyed a third of Stratholme, and the Lich King's meticulously prepared Death Knights were wiped out before they even left the city?"

"Yes, Kael'thas may have used the power of the 'Sun'."

Nari whispered:
"According to the letter sent by Archbishop Fao, he personally went to the battlefield and saw that the city in the center of the battle was almost completely burned, and the ground was burned into glass. Although the Sun King held off Governor Tosedrin, he was unable to capture him."

The cursed sword called 'Frostmourne' was incredibly powerful; Kael'thas achieved victory but also exhausted himself.

The entire city of Stratholme is now under martial law.

It is said that someone witnessed the Dreadlord spreading a plague amidst the chaos, and the Church of Holy Light urgently invited a group of Forest Spirit Sages to treat the deadly plague, which is said to be very similar to the demonic plague used by the Corrupted.

"This is complete chaos."

Diakum stroked his chin, saying with some regret:
"Although Kael'thas is much stronger than before after embarking on the path of the sun, the swordsman of Frostmourne is also extraordinary, and it is a real pity that he could not leave behind the Death Lord. Moreover, if those Death Knights were all created by Frostmourne, then the problem is very serious."

As long as the demonic sword remains intact, the souls that were devoured will eventually be reshaped back to their original forms during the spirit communication ritual.

Apart from one defeat, the Lich King lost nothing.

It wiped out the elite dragonborn of Stratholme in one fell swoop; what a 'great victory' indeed!

At this point, the vigilant glanced at the battle report in his hand and said:

"The forces of death are also starting to rub their hands together, preparing to join this chaos. Another massive melee of the six elements is about to erupt in Tirisfal Glades."

“I don’t think the undead are a big problem. If Kael’thas’s sunlight can burn them, then no amount of destruction from an army of undead can break through the defenses you’re holding.”

Nelly wagged her tail and said:
"You don't even need to participate in the battle. Just by constantly releasing light and heat, you can burn those undead to death. The Lich King has been piecing together a high-end force that can withstand you."

"Indeed, in the current timeline, all sorts of monsters and demons are coming in droves. In terms of threat, the Undead Scourge is only fit to sit at the same table as a child."

Dick grinned, inwardly mourning for the Lich King, Dog Egg.

To end up as the Lich King in this timeline, what kind of sins must one have committed in their past life?

They've been playing it safe for so long, accumulating a whole bunch of cannon fodder, but their true high-level strength probably can't even withstand a wave of Lightsworn Charge from the Lightforged Legion.

For natural disasters to truly rise to prominence, they must seize an opportunity to launch a major offensive; however, the northern frontier is not their stage.

As long as the golden sun of the Vigilant is still here, Dog Egg won't go crazy and bet all his wealth. There are plenty of easy targets in this world, why come to Diakum and get hurt?

"However, apart from the incident in Stratholme, Tyr's Hand and Avalon County have been successfully captured. The Ash Knights have reclaimed the strategic location of Corin Crossroads, and their next step is to head towards Darrow County."

Once that area is captured, most of the Stratholme region will be restored.

Lordaeron is now under even greater pressure.

Nellie walked to the military sand table, planted a blood-red banner representing the Sin'dorei in the Stratholme area, and a golden banner representing the Church of the Light of Man in Darrowshire.

Throughout the entire northern frontier region, the black flag representing the Dragonborn has been clearly surrounded by Lothar's allied forces, who are attacking from all sides.

The great battle beneath Hillsbrad Foothills began yesterday, with the Dragonborn emerging from the Alterac Mountains to retake Tarren Mill, while General Danas led his army in a brutal defense.

With a combined force of over 70,000, and the fact that it was difficult to determine a winner in a short period of time, Lothar's "diversionary tactics" were a great success.

If the dragonborn of Alterac Mountains cannot defeat Danath's army immediately, it means that when Lothar leads his hand-picked elite cavalry, under the cover of the Kaldorei, rapidly through Silverpine Forest and into Tirisfal, they too will be unable to quickly support the capital of Lordaeron.

When the army closest to Lordaeron was tied down, Lordaeron, where King Terenas was located, became a de facto "isolated city".

“Lothar has no intention of waging a protracted war against the dragonborn of Lordaeron; he wants to end the battle as quickly as possible.”

Diakum stood before the sand table, surveying the war situation before him, and said:
“A month has passed since he raised his army. He plans to strike at the heart of the enemy in the next month, and then spend at least half a year dealing with the remaining forces in various parts of the northern frontier. This human civil war cannot last more than a year from start to finish.”

"But if you include the period of confrontation and de facto division between the two sides, this confrontation has lasted for more than a year."

Nelly shook her head and said:
"The rift between the southern and northern frontiers has long existed. Taking Lordaeron is not difficult, but governing it will be the real test of Lothar's skills."

Werewolves, dragonborn, and those degenerates hiding in the mountains, along with various faiths and interference from external forces, meant that Lothar's throne was destined to be unstable. More importantly, the external environment did not allow him to quietly unify the country.

Since the Scourge has already made its move, it will not stop its harassment. Perhaps after being tormented and ravaged by fel demons and void dragons, the next to torture humanity will be the Scourge itself.

If I were Lothar, I'd have a terrible headache.

"This is not a bad thing; having a powerful enemy can, to some extent, unite people's hearts and minds."

Dick picked up a golden banner symbolizing the Lightforged and planted it in the direction of Lordaeron, saying:
"Let's go with Lothar when he enters Silverpine Forest. The Overmind has awakened, the Spider Demon's legacy has returned to the Swarm, and we are only one step away from the final completion of war preparations."

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Time has been on my side, and I have no more worries. It's time to confront Xalatas, that colleague who's always been tripping me up.

"You're going to Lordaeron City yourself?"

Nari's expression changed slightly.

She stepped forward, took Diakum's hand, and shook her head, saying:
"Before Nat Pak was sent to Draenor, he warned me not to let you go there. He said there was a black hole in Lordaeron that would devour all light, and that you were just a rising sun and could not withstand the erosion of that black hole."

You'd better stay here.

The twins are strong enough to handle Xalatas's provocations.

If it's a deadly trap, then you shouldn't jump in.

"What if it wasn't a trap?"

Dick reached out and stroked Nellie's long hair, and he whispered:

"They set a trap for a tiger, but they couldn't trap a dragon. Xalatas thought she had the victory in her grasp, but in fact, I think the Void Herald underestimated me."

Even though she had tried her best to escalate my threat to the extreme she could imagine, I must say that her imagination was still rather limited.

Don't worry, Nellie.

I want to unleash the bright sun; now is not the time for it to set.

Just as he kissed Nellie's forehead, the door to the room was pushed open, and Jaina and her brother stood awkwardly in the doorway, watching the archbishop being embraced by the saint with a shy expression.

Okay.

They thought the rumors circulating among the Lightforged were just gossip, but they never imagined that there was actually some unclear relationship between you, the saint, and the archbishop!
You're quite the vigilant!
As a leader of believers, you're engaging in inappropriate relationships; you really need your faith to be seriously corrected!
"Marshal Lothar's messenger has arrived, the Watcher."

Drake Proudmore then reported to Diakum with the utmost respect:
"The Marshal will lead a total of 27,000 men, including the Iron Horse Knights, the elite of the Seventh Legion, and the Faith Guard, into Silverpine Forest in two hours. The Kaldorei Druids have already established a stronghold in Burntwood Village. We can set off now."

If you wish, I would be happy to invite you to join my fleet. While Marshal Lothar takes the land route to break through the three lines of defense in Silverpine Forest, we can take the sea route first and land on Whisper Coast in Tirisfal Glades.

Sir Uther and his assembled rebels will be there to meet us.

"But there are Naga in the sea."

Jaina sighed and said:

“So many Naga, which means we’ll have to fight our way there by sea.” “Let’s go then. I’m used to flying on ships like the Exodar, but I’ve never been on a warship in Azeroth.”

Dick took Nellie's hand, then looked at Jaina and said:
"I'll give you some pointers on your arcane knowledge along the way. What's wrong? Why are your eyes wide? Do you think I, a top teacher with thirty years of experience at the Arcane Academy, am not qualified to guide you?"
Although I don't know much about the secrets of arcane magic, I can still offer a few comments.

For example, I can guide you on how to summon 'Ancient Glacial Elementals,' which is a super advanced version of water elementals. Would you like to learn?

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"Chaos has broken out in Stratholme. Baron Rivendell, trusting the Lich King's promises, let the wolf into the fold, directly causing the kingdom to lose its advantage in Stratholme. Once the rebels of the Church of the Light take Darrowshire, they will be able to directly threaten the defenses of Andorhal."

At that time, the kingdom's food supply will also face problems.

Osmar Garithos, the mighty dragonborn great knight and general of King Terenas, spoke solemnly to his lord:

"We now have two options, Your Majesty. The dragonborn forces in Andorhal are only sufficient to support one direction. We can either have them deploy along the Sodoril River to block the rebels from advancing further into Stratholme."

Either let them leave enough forces to defend the city, and then come to Tirisfal Glades to protect the capital!

Forgive my bluntness, but from a purely military perspective, the great battle at Hillsbrad Foothills should never have happened. The dragonborn of Alterac should have been stationed at the mountain passes, and they could have blocked the Lothar rebels' advance without doing anything.

But those fools insisted on taking back Tarren Mill, which directly led to them being led by the nose by Lothar.

The loyal knight, who had recently been promoted to general, sighed and said:
"But what's done is done, and it's too late to say anything now. The rebels' flying city of Dalaran poses a tremendous threat to Alterac Valley, and the natural defenses on the ground cannot stop their advance in the air. In the most extreme case, Dalaran might even suddenly appear over the capital."
Your Majesty, we must be on guard!

King Terenas sat on his throne, surveying the war map below. After a moment, he said:
"Lothar will go straight to Tirisfal via Silverpine Forest, right?"

"Yes, after the Nightmare King's so-called 'Nightmare War' failed, which was full of empty boasts and no real ability, Silverpine Forest is finding it difficult to withstand Lothar and the werewolves' advance."

The Dragonborn General said with a sneer:
"We trusted the wrong people, which directly caused us to lose our advantage."

"However, this is also an opportunity."

King Terenas offered a different explanation. He rested his hand on the elven sword that radiated a crimson light, stroked his chin, and said:

“Lothar is a commander, but he always likes to do this kind of ‘personal campaign’ thing. Garithos, my loyal general, what kind of blow do you think the Alliance, which is currently on a fierce offensive, will suffer if Lothar and his vanguard warriors perish in the city of Lordaeron?”
Could they possibly elect someone among them capable of commanding the army like Lothar?

This question made General Garithos ponder for a moment, then he shook his head and said decisively:
“No way!
Whether it was King Llane Wrynn, Prince Muradin Bronzebeard, Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage, or Kael'thas Sunstrider, they could only command warriors of their own races. Only Anduin Lothar had enough prestige to unite all the rebels.

Once this lion is dead, the powerful allied forces may immediately find themselves fighting independently, but
But if we adopt this tactic, it means you will also be in danger.

Garethus clearly disagreed with this proposal.

He said loudly:

“We still have enough black dragons, we can send out twilight dragons to attack Silverpine Forest, our Naga allies have repeatedly indicated that they can provide more support, and your court witch is summoning Lord Davar back from the Sea of ​​No Light.”

Your dragonborn are resolute and fearless in the face of any invading enemy!

Although we have lost Stratholme, we still have Tirisfal and Andorhal. The kingdom's grain-producing regions are still in our hands. As long as we hold on firmly, we will surely be able to hold out until the time for a counterattack.

Lothar is a transcontinental expedition, Your Majesty, the Stormwind Kingdom's logistical support has its limits!
Most importantly, your ally, the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, is consolidating its power. Once they complete the change of dynasty, with the support of the Kul Tiras fleet, we may very well be able to turn the tide of battle.

You mustn't take such a risky strategy; you can't gamble that Lothar will definitely die in the city.”

"The Kul Tirans aren't coming, Garithos."

King Terenas rose from his throne.

He shook his head and said:

"If they really wanted to come, they wouldn't have failed to send out a single fleet in these ten days. They have a permanent garrison on Tol Barad Island on the edge of the continent, but Lothar has already reached Silverpine Forest and not a single Kul Tiran has appeared."

Those Tide Sages were the first and last batch of support they sent.

Don't you understand what Kul Tiras's 'allies' are up to yet?

They want us to hold off Lothar for as long as possible so they can build a strong enough defense overseas. They have no intention of joining the Dragonborn Empire; those bastards want to build their own 'Tidal Empire'.

Don't count on them!

"Do as I say, Garethus."

The king was quite decisive; he waved his hand and said:
"We can't afford to disperse our forces now, or we'll be defeated piecemeal. We should concentrate our dragonborn in Lordaeron and accelerate the conversion of new dragonborn! Lothar wants to end the war here, and he will succeed."

The war will end when I cut off his head!
Let's go all in.

Our strength was insufficient to fight against the five-race alliance, and the cunning and stingy Garivex was far less generous in its support for the war than the wealthy and powerful Hot Sand.

After the failed decapitation strike in Quel'Thalas, the deterioration of the war was inevitable.

Right now, the only way to win is to take the risk.

The Dragonborn general wanted to persuade him further, but in the end he simply nodded and left the King's Hall with his orders.

King Terenas looked at the sand table on the table.

His face was ashen, but he was not desperate. He still felt he had a chance of winning, and that Lothar's "leading by example" would cause trouble for that guy.

The king left the throne room and entered the palace's royal garden, which had been completely transformed. A towering dark altar had been hastily erected at the cost of demolishing the palace, and the Void Priests under Lady Xalatas were chanting loudly, along with some Naga Sea Witches and Black Dragon Spellcasters.

Countless voices echoed in the tides of the void, Shathyar calling upon Deathwing's name, urging him to return from the depths of the Sea of ​​Lightless.

The court sorceress Saratas presided over the ceremony, but upon seeing the king arrive, she still floated down from the high platform, bowed to her emperor, and whispered:

"Do not worry, Your Majesty. Your Lord Davar has received divine enhancement in the void. When it returns, all the problems you face will no longer be problems. This is your 'ultimate weapon'!"
Yes, if Deathwing the Executioner returns, even if the Vigilant Diakum himself comes here, he will only suffer a miserable defeat.

Your empire will stand tall amidst the echoes of this glorious victory.

"What about you?"

King Terenas stared at the royal witch before him.

He knew he trusted her, but the king couldn't remember when he had met the witch or when she had appeared beside him.

Forget it, none of this matters.

The king asked in a deep voice:

"And what is your purpose? In this war, you have shown far more resolve than I have."

"You don't need to know that."

Xalatas pulled his black hood down further, looking back at the formed void rift behind him and the churning power emanating from the Sea of ​​No Light within it.

She whispered:

"I only want to tear off the mask of the hypocrite and expose his false true face in the sea of ​​stars. Demons cannot have faces, Your Majesty. Once they have faces, they will be attacked by the righteous."

I want to draw that face for the devil.
Speaking of which, your divine sword seems rather unruly. Would you like me to 'enhance' it for you?

(End of this chapter)