Naxxramas hovered in the air a little further north of the Shadow Vault, repairing itself.
In Calamity City, Alexstrasza and Mimiron were in charge, with Elune helping to keep an eye on the screen from time to time.
Duque was in charge of mobility.
The rest of the Alliance had all retreated far away. After the Dalajan demolished the Iron Wall Dam, they returned to the Crystalsong Forest, maintaining a position to provide support at any time.
Varian's troops retreated back to the silver arena to continue training.
The Allied Armies were advancing with such patience that Arthis couldn't find a single opportunity to strike.
He had sent a large number of low-level undead to play with the sea of corpses, but there were flying warships above, dragons at low altitudes, and Mimiron's mechanical army on the ground.
There was no way to get the corpses of creatures, which meant that the Scourge couldn't be replenished. Arthas didn't send his elites, which meant that he was actually fighting a war of attrition with Mimiron. He wouldn't be able to add any more undead to use up the metal ingots in Mimiron's warehouse.
Originally, the Scourge's characteristic of having more and more undead was shameless enough.
Mimiron's characteristic of having unlimited metal ingots was simply the Scourge's greatest nemesis.
Second Fool was so angry that he wanted to curse.
On this side, the main force of the Alliance was restraining Arthas.
On the other side, a certain Dreadlord in Winterspring was suffering.
Perhaps many Beastmen in the Tribe weren't interested in crossing the ocean and traveling thousands of kilometers to the north. But the Tribe wouldn't tolerate betrayal!
While Northrend's Tribal army was resting, Saar directly summoned his direct subordinate clan — the army of the Frostwolf Clan, along with the armies of the Blood Elves and Night Elves, to form an alliance and enter Winterspring to quell the rebellion.
At this point in time, Winterspring's terrain was rather disgusting. It was a classic example of a place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Winterspring, located in the northeasternmost part of the Kalimdor Continent, was surrounded by mountains.
Steep cliffs up to a thousand meters high made this land of ice and snow seem even more harsh.
In a sense, Anastrian hiding in Winterspring after escaping from Gloom City wasn't necessarily a disgust for the Alliance, or more accurately, a disgust for the Night Elves.
This was because a barren land like Winterspring was disliked by the Night Elves who worshipped nature and had Druid teachings. To the northwest of Winterspring was the Night Elves' Druid holy land, Moonlight Woodland. To the west was the northern end of Felwood Forest. To the southwest was Mount Hyjal.
The reason why the Sun King decided to build the new Undercity here was probably because of the old grudge between his father, Dassrema Sunstrider, who had been banished by the night elves. He also wanted to act as a nail for the tribe and stick it firmly on the edge of the night elves' territory.
Normally speaking, the only way to enter Winterspring was through the northern end of Felwood Forest, passing through Timbermaw Fortress, which was the territory of the bear monsters.
With the development of technology and a certain queen who hated the Forgotten became the SemiGod of Wind … Everything changed.
Between two points, a straight line is the shortest.
Disregarding the terrain, the main city of the Horde, Orgrimmar, was actually separated from Winterspring by Azshara.
Now that Azshara was one of the most important ports in the Alliance, there were many Flying Battleships.
When Thrall led 20,000 Frostwolf Clan warriors to Azshara, he was shocked to find that Feather Moon General Shandris was leading 5,000 Night Elf sentinels, as well as 10,000 mixed troops led by Sylvanas were already waiting there.
Thrall sighed inwardly.
He really didn't know what he had done to deliberately accept the Forgotten in order to nail a nail in the Alliance. The Alliance didn't protest, but in fact, the leaders of the Alliance were very unhappy.
At that time, Thrall said that he was gambling, but it wasn't as if he didn't want to anger the Alliance.
At that time, when they were fighting in Draenor, Thrall felt a little pleased when he saw the Alliance leaders gritting their teeth and feeling helpless.
Now, because of the betrayal of some of the Forgotten, the Tribe actually wanted him to pull out this nail. That kind of feeling almost made Thrall sick with anger.
On the surface, Duque couldn't leave because he had to deal with Arthas. But of all the people he could have sent, why did he have to send Sylvanas, who had a deep hatred for Anastrian. Wasn't this a slap in the face?!
Seeing the sour expression of revenge on that pretty face, Thrall felt a pain in his balls.
He really doubted that after this battle, he didn't know if he could find one or two intact pillars in the new Undercity.
He couldn't not call the Alliance.
The King of Gollon, Gruul, didn't listen to orders, and the rest of the Taurens and Trolls had suffered a great loss in the last Ahn 'Qiraj swarm incident. The lost population couldn't be made up for in such a short period of time.
The only Orcs who still had enough soldiers had already lost more than a hundred thousand in Northrend. Warsong and Blackstone of the Tribe's three major clans had also suffered heavy losses there.
In the end, only the Frostwolf Clan could fight. This was the last army Thrall could fight at this stage, and it was Thrall's own clan.
Relying on the Frostwolf Clan alone to charge into that damned place buried deep underground in the new Undercity would definitely be a huge loss.
After thinking about it, he could only pull in the Alliance.
To be safe, Thrall had brought the Tauren Chieftain Cain and the Troll Chieftain Wokin to besiege the new Undercity.
It could be said that all the elites were out.
"It's getting late. To prevent those damn traitors from escaping, let's set off early," Queen Sylvanas said with a beaming smile.
Thrall could only pretend that he didn't see Queen Sylvanas' expression and nodded heavily.
With a wave of his hand, the Frost Wolf Warriors immediately split into hundred-man squads and boarded the flying transport ships that had been prepared in advance.
On the other side, in the Winterspring Valley, in the New Undercity of the Frostwhisper Canyon in the southeasternmost part of the Winterspring Valley, the Royal Apothecary Putray was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Idiot! Calm down! Stop spinning! "Sitting on the throne that used to belong to the Sun King, the Dreadlord angrily rebuked.
"Variamatha! Didn't you say that if we betrayed the Tribe, we would immediately receive the protection of the Scourge Army? Where's Arthas? "Putray waved his arms in agitation.
"If you're so afraid of destruction, you shouldn't have opened the portal to return to the new Undercity. You should have directly followed Arthas." The Dreadlord sneered.
"What a joke!? My collection, my research manuscripts are all here. And didn't His Majesty Anastrian say that the new Undercity would become the bridgehead for the Scourge Army to conquer Kalimdor? Where are the soldiers of the Scourge Army now? "
Variamatha was also annoyed.
They hadn't participated in the negotiations, so they had no idea what the Sun King and the Lich King had discussed. In any case, they all felt like they had been cheated.
What made them most depressed was that the geographical location of the new Undercity was a bit tricky!
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