"Everyone is working for the Great Lord, so there's no need to talk about personal feelings. We should help each other and strengthen the Crusader army."
Nefarian glared at his younger brother, inwardly complaining that he was several thousand years old, yet understood so little about human relationships...
"For the Crusader!"
"For Stromgarde!"
"For Azeroth!"
With a few slogans shouted, the atmosphere instantly livened up.
Dreadlords are inherently cunning and adept at conspiracies and tricks. After being cursed by the Old Gods, Black Dragons became no less cunning and evil. These two different races once sought to destroy Azeroth.
Now, they have both become Lightforged warriors, shouting for Azeroth. It can only be said that it's quite amusing.
"However, our Golden Dragonflight really does have something that requires the help of your Holy Light Wings." Nefarian emphasized the words 'Holy Light Wings'.
Mephistroth was very satisfied with Nefarian's statement: "Oh? What's the situation?"
"The Great Lord entrusted us with a task several years ago: to find our former Black Dragonflight mother, my mother Sinestra. However, our power attributes have changed, and my mother has been avoiding us, making it impossible for us to find her after searching for many years."
Nefarian sighed. He knew that the Great Lord wanted to 'save' the entire Black Dragonflight, but his mother had become exceptionally cautious since she was almost killed by his father. Even as her own children, he and Onyxia could not see her.
"I heard that you have powerful stealth abilities and are very good at tracking, so our Golden Dragons need the help of your Holy Light Wings."
Mephistroth considered it. The Great Lord had not given them any new tasks recently, so they could help with this favor and return the kindness.
"No problem, but it may take some time," Mephistroth raised the bat in his hand. "We need to turn him into our new member first."
Nefarian nodded, indicating understanding.
"However, if you go to queue up now, you'll probably have to wait a while, unless you apply to the Great Lord to cut in line."
The two Dreadlords also remembered that the Crusader army had recently subdued the Old Horde, and a group of Orcs were queuing up to be converted into Glorious Orcs.
"Heh, those races that were once played around by Kil'jaeden, they should thank the Great Lord for taking them in, otherwise they would have been wiped out in misery."
A slightly mocking voice came. It was Balnazzar speaking. He had been Lightforged for over a year now. He had now entered the role of a Holy Light Wings member, assisting his former superior Mephistroth, wholeheartedly serving the Crusader army.
Sabelian reminded Balnazzar, the newcomer: "I advise you not to mention such things in front of those new Orcs. Since everyone is already on the same side, then we should avoid conflicts. After all, the Great Lord encourages competition, but don't do things that are antagonistic."
Sabelian followed Deathwing to Draenor and stayed there for a while, so he knew a little about the Orc race. Although the Golden Dragons and these Dreadlords were powerful individually, they were far outnumbered by the Orcs.
Moreover, there were strong individuals among the Orcs. With a large population base, there would always be some heroes with extraordinary talents. Sabelian knew that there were several Orcs who could kill demigods.
"Thank you for the reminder."
"How about this, waiting for you to finish queuing will take at least half a month. Tomorrow, we have a Black Dragon that is about to be escorted to the Minas Tirith for Lightforging. Now we don't lack the combat power of such a high-level Golden Dragon, so let's give this spot to you."
"In that case, thank you. After we complete the ritual, we will directly help you find the Black Dragonflight mother, Sinestra!"
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The news of Arthas's massacre quickly spread throughout the entire Northern Autonomous Province through the survivors of Stratholme. Westweld was fine, after all, only Hearthglen remained, which was well managed by Tirion Fordring. In addition to the sufficient food, the civilians fled with their families, and not many relatives died under the swords of the undead or their own prince, so there was not much public resentment.
Eastweld was different. The residents of large towns such as Darrowshire, Tyr's Hand, Corin's Crossing, Blackwood Village, and Havenshire all had relatives who died in Stratholme to varying degrees.
For a time, the local nobles and lords almost couldn't suppress the angry people. Fortunately, the farmers under Galen persuaded them, and the people's anger was temporarily appeased.
In the west of Lordaeron, in the prosperous Tirisfal Glades where the capital was located, Terenas was almost the first to know what his son had done. He immediately sent the city guard general Galen from the royal city to block the checkpoints.
Terenas knew very well that as long as the Tirisfal Barrier between Tirisfal Glades and Westweld was under his control, the people in the royal city would not have other channels to know about Arthas's massacre.
Next was the public opinion guidance launched by Terenas. Overnight, the entire royal city knew that Stratholme in the east, the kingdom's second largest city, was infected by the plague. Fortunately, Prince Arthas arrived in time, sealed off the city, and with the prince's efforts, the plague was "purified," avoiding the large-scale spread of the plague.
Whether the spies of the other countries believed it or not, Galen didn't know, but judging from the situation in the royal city, the people believed it.
Perhaps after a few months, when their prince returns from Northrend, they will know how ridiculous the truth they have been deceived about is.
In the history that Galen knew, the most unlucky thing about the outbreak of the Scourge was Lordaeron. The kingdom was destroyed, and the royal bloodline was almost cut off, but the countries around him were not doing well either.
The Greymane Wall, on which Genn had placed all his hopes, was directly destroyed by a partial division of more than 100,000 Scourge. Under desperation, King Genn used the mage Arugal's plan to summon Worgen to defend against the enemy. However, the undead were eliminated, and the Worgen did not stop attacking, but instead attacked Gilneas, laying the groundwork for the kingdom's decline.
Stromgarde was also similar. Stromgarde repelled the Scourge, but suffered heavy losses, consuming the last of its strength. The economy, people's livelihood, and military all collapsed. The Arathi people, who had lost confidence, followed Jaina Proudmoore's expedition and set off for Theramore in the west, leaving less than 3,000 people in the city.
Finally, there was Quel'Thalas. They lost most of their people, the Silvermoon Council was completely destroyed, the Sun King died in battle, and the Sunwell was polluted. They simply lost miserably.
In this timeline, Galen shared some information that could be shared with his old father, Kael'thas and his son, Drek'Thar and his son, Varian and Lothar, and the dwarven Council of Three Hammers, hoping that they would prepare in advance.
As for the stubborn Antonidas and Genn Greymane, Galen did not have a hobby of offering a warm welcome.
Finally, Galen arranged for Aragorn and Gavinrad to prepare for the war in advance. The Templar Knights and the Priest Battle Group had to be ready to move at any time. Soon he left the Eastern Kingdoms and went to Kalimdor.
Galen'Remar, who had been low-key for ten thousand years, should be active on the stage of Azeroth again!