What?!
Duque was shocked.
What's going on?
Why did they attack the Dalajan directly?!
In history, Arthas had led his army from the west to the east. He had first defeated Cuel Salas, then returned to the Magic Kingdom and overturned the Dalajan. Even Gilness was beaten to the point that he could not take care of himself and was forced to release the werewolves.
If it wasn't for the fact that Archimonde, one of the two commanders of the Burning Legion, had more important work to do, and that Arthas was busy heading to the Kalimdor Continent, it wouldn't be surprising for the Calamity Army to wipe out the entire Eastern Kingdom.
However, the report said that they only found a large number of low-level undead. This news made Duque a little uncertain.
Although the Calamity Army had many types of soldiers and powerful monsters, the core of the Undead was still the Liches and Death Knights. In reality, the core of the Undead was still the commanders, the Liches and the Death Knights.
Without a Lich or a high-level Death Knight acting as the mastermind, the zombies would just be a motley crew.
Duque frowned. "Call the mages in charge of sending messages. I want to start a public, remote meeting at the Throne level."
A few minutes later, more than ten mages and their magic mirrors filled the tent.
The next moment, from Silvermoon City in the Elven Kingdom of Cuel Salas to Stormwind City in the south, every Throne level communication room rang with the most urgent call.
In every communication room, the mages in gorgeous magic robes widened their eyes in horror.
They almost suspected that they were hallucinating, and suspected that the magic communication that rarely went wrong was fake news. The next moment, they shouted at the top of their lungs, "Guards!"
"What?! Duque is back? Lordaeron has fallen? "
Whether it was the sudden return of Duque, who had been missing for ten years, or the fall of Lordaeron, they were both major events for the entire Alliance, not to mention the two combined. This extremely sensational news was no less than a huge spiritual nuclear explosion.
Magni Bronzebeard sprinted from his personal blacksmith's forge back to the throne with his short legs.
Anduin Lothar, who had been ignoring politics for many years, almost rushed into William's throne room.
Even the kings of the three kingdoms that had long since left the Alliance had to stop what they were doing and rush to the magic mirror.
This was because the person who was about to make the announcement was the legendary hero of the Alliance, Duke Marcus.
In the pitch-black Magic Communication Mirror, there seemed to be a small flame burning. In the blink of an eye, it spread from a small flame to the entire mirror that was as tall as two people.
Rustle! It was clearly the sound of magical waves, but it felt as if the entire palace was shaking.
A familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared on the mirror.
Duque!
It really was him!
Even though he looked a little more mature, it was only in terms of temperament and not appearance. It was as if the time in the Void had frozen his age. From the looks of it, Duque still had the face of a young man who was not even twenty years old.
Could it be that Duque wouldn't age?
Quite a few kings secretly bared their teeth.
In fact, the kings had indeed guessed correctly. Duque had received a gift from Alexstrasza, the Giver of Life. His age had been eternally fixed at 18 years old.
Duke went straight to the point: "I'm back. "I'm back at a rather bad time. This time, it was no longer an illusory prophecy, but a real crisis that threatened the entire world. The Burning Legion's plot succeeded, and Kil 'jaeden made the third great chief of the Horde, Ner' zhul, who was defeated by us last time, a Lich King … "
Duque had sufficient evidence and some spoilers. Especially the exaggerated descriptions of certain situations, it made the kings shudder even though it was not cold.
"What? You're saying that if we leave Arthas's Scourge Army alone, he will break through the Sunwell and summon Archimonde the Defiler, one of the two commanders of the Burning Legion? "Zeon Grameen frowned deeply.
"Yes! That's right! "Duque said with absolute certainty.
He had originally thought that throwing out a rare enemy like Archimonde would be good enough to scare the kings of the countries that had left the Alliance.
It was obvious that many things had happened in the ten years that Duque was not around that Duque did not know.
The first to speak up was the Elven King Anastrian. "The Sunwell is very safe. The high elves are completely capable of defending their home. This time, we have upgraded our defense system. The defense of the Eversong Forest is impregnable. "
"But …" Duque wanted to say something else, but was interrupted again.
"We, the high elves, express our regret for the fall of the capital of a kingdom that hoped the elves to cut down trees to build houses for their people. Finally, thank you for your reminder, Lord Marcus. "With that, the Elven King actually cut off the magic communication.
Before Duque could react, Zeon on the other side added, "Gilneas is capable of defending his own country. The Greymane Wall is invincible."
With that, Zeon also left.
Then, Garin Trollbane glared at Duque with a venomous gaze, and left after throwing down a vicious sentence. "The Saladin Wall is not inferior to the Greymane Wall."
Duque suddenly realized that he seemed to have finally gotten close to the original history. He finally understood why the Calamity Army could easily sweep through the entire northern continent after Arthis killed his father. Of course, the Calamity Army's snowballing ability was astonishing.
On the other hand, because of the reconstruction and territorial disputes after the war, the strongest Lordaeron had long been in conflict with the surrounding countries. Then, a group of fellows who thought that they were very good at defending with turrets only realized at the moment of destruction that even if an Armed Goat was armed to the teeth, it was still just a goat. It would never be a match for a wolf.
F * ck, this rotten hand is simply a huge pit!
At this moment, the aged face of Antonidas suddenly cut into the magic communication. "Duque! Hurry and help the Dalajan! Those damned undead monsters are here! They came from the bottom of the lake! "
After a few words, Antonidas's face disappeared from the magic message.
The remaining kings of the Alliance all paled.
Duque clenched his teeth. "There's only one possibility for the magic communication to be interrupted. A stronger element has disturbed the elemental stability of the nearby space."
In Duque's mind, he could only think of one word — Canopy of Necromancy.
Only the most powerful undead could forcibly change the elements in the entire sky into the dark element that symbolized death.
Could it be Arthis himself?
The script of fate seemed to have been seriously deviated.
At this moment, Duque still did not know that this was actually his fault!
If not for his [Emergency Evacuation] plan, Lordaeron would have been completely destroyed this time. It was precisely because the Marcus Merchant Guild's ships saved tens of thousands of civilians that Arthis changed his mind and led his army south.
Just then, another bad news came. A large number of orcs attacked Goldenhold Castle!
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