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Chapter 349 Bounty on Lorraine

Below the pit, Lorraine is courting death.

Above the tunnel, in the lakeside camp, Master Yuvel was giving a speech: "Warriors of the Alliance, we have faced many challenges and lost countless comrades. Humans have lived on this land of Lordaeron for hundreds and thousands of years. Neither trolls, orcs, nor undead can defeat us."

"The only thing that can defeat us is courage."

“Cowards will only lose everything! The ghosts of Lordaeron cannot rest, for the undead have spread across this polluted land. We must purify them! We must stop all tragedies from happening.”

Master Yuvel surveyed the scene: human cavalry, dwarven musketeers, priests of the Church of the Holy Light, Kirin Tor battle mages, and a motley crew of seemingly disorganized Syndicate bandits... as well as the laborers and farmers of Hillsbrad Foothills bound to their camp.

"The army will depart in half an hour as planned. I will lead men to supervise the operation. Anyone who deserts or retreats will be beheaded or hanged for treason!"

After speaking, Master Yuvel stared coldly at the officers of Stromgarde.

Does anyone else have any objections?

"Have..."

Master Yuvel's eyes widened in anger. "Huh?" He looked at the man who had spoken, who quickly protested, "No, no, no... I just wanted to ask, what about Hillsbrad Farm..."

"That's none of your business. Our target is Undercity! Your goal is to eliminate all obstacles. Understand?"

The officers immediately and tactfully replied, "Yes! For the Alliance!"

Yuvel nodded in satisfaction. It was fortunate that Garin, that idiot, was unconscious; otherwise, the plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly. Looking at the raging flames of Hillsbrad Foothills, he felt nothing, only hoping that the fire would burn completely.

Meanwhile, the excavation work in the giant pit at the old Dalaran site is progressing very slowly, and Yuval is very worried...

Before the Dalaran headquarters could react, Lord Ansrem demanded that Yuviel and his group find what they wanted, cover up all possible evidence, and find clues in Karazhan.

Dalaran had already taken off, and Lorraine's sudden appearance at that time aroused suspicion that there must be some treasure hidden below Dalaran.

The Kirin Tor original markings, such emblems had never been seen before.

Some mages believe that the treasures of the past must have been overlooked during the several reconstructions of Dalaran. Therefore, it is urgent to excavate the ancient artifacts from the Dalaran pits once again.

At the current stage, Yuvel and his team have indeed discovered many ancient secret passages, but most of them have collapsed.

They naturally had no idea that these things were the work of the goblins in the sewers of the past, or more accurately, one of the achievements of the powerful commercial empire that had existed since ancient times: the goblin post office and the black market.

What exactly is the Kirin Tor looking for?

The league's top management also wants to know, but there has been no progress so far.

More important things are to conquer Undercity, eliminate the Forsaken, and reclaim human lands; only then can matters concerning the human kingdoms take precedence.

Yuvel ordered a general offensive to begin at 5 a.m. At the first rays of dawn in Undercity, where daylight never comes, several forces from the Human Alliance would besiege Undercity! I wonder if the Queen of Undercity will be surprised by how quickly humanity has counterattacked.

She's probably still overwhelmed with worry about the traitor!

I've heard that Silvermoon City is in just as much trouble as Undercity. The Alliance's decision to attack at this time is a golden opportunity... They certainly won't repeat the mistakes of the past few days. Ambermill is just that idiot Atarik, whose personal abilities are insufficient.

"This is what shamed Lord Anslem," thought Master Yuvel of the Silver Covenant... waiting for the army to officially set off.

“Master Yuvel, Warden Bellamor and the guests are missing.”

The attendant rode up in a panic and approached Master Yuvel to report on the issue of the shelter.

"What is Bellamor doing? She has hundreds of people with her, how could she let anything happen to her 'guests'! Where are the guards at the shelter?"

"The internment camp was attacked, and all the guards were killed. Master Bellamor is missing. By the time we received the news, all the guests had already disappeared. The last thing we heard was that Bellamor, with that research eye, was heading this way. But I searched the entire camp and couldn't find Master Bellamor."

Yuvel was immediately alarmed. "All dead! They must be formidable opponents? Do they know who the enemy is?"

"It seems to be Lorraine, the plague messenger!"

"What? It's him again... He's still alive... This won't do! Issue an order for the entire army to hunt down the plague messenger, Lorraine, dead or alive. Anyone who reports his whereabouts will be rewarded with a hundred gold pieces. Anyone who kills him will be awarded a third-class military merit and a reward of ten thousand gold pieces!"

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Upon receiving the order, the entire army mobilized, with the dwarves' steam tanks moving slowly and trailing behind.

The cavalry and artillery units bore the brunt of the attack, taking a shortcut directly along the lakeshore towards Silverpine Forest. Countless steam helicopters flew towards Wolf Island, dropping incendiary bombs on the island...

The griffin riders went directly to attack the Forsaken's scout bats...

They resorted to their old tricks, intending to sever the connections between the various strongholds of the Forsaken.

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"I'm going to kill you! Barbaras... Barbaras!"

The army had just set out, and before the first hint of dawn appeared in the sky, a young blond man awoke in a tent at the lakeside camp. He had some scratches on his face and looked rather weak.

"Marshal! Marshal! You're finally awake. That's wonderful..."

The servant was so agitated that he began to weep.

Prince Garin had a terrible headache and was covered in wounds. He had been attacked by a plague behemoth and nearly crushed to death on the spot, but he was now awake. Naturally, he was being treated in shifts by a dedicated priest, physician, and paladin.

The fact that the head coach is unconscious is a serious problem. If the team is going to play tomorrow and the head coach is still unconscious, what's the point of fighting?

However, the alliance has a clear structure and responsibilities, so the absence of one person will not lead to the collapse of the entire alliance.

Moreover, there were truly powerful figures present. Countess Katarina and Master Yuvel from the Kirin Tor acted as anchors, ensuring the Alliance camp remained largely unaffected. However, the Red Knights of Stromgarde's morale was significantly dampened; those who had previously considered themselves superior were now under the command of Alliance officers...

Less than a hundred guards remained in the main camp; the entire army went to attack Undercity.

Prince Garin was furious when he learned that the entire army had already set off.

But with the slightest movement, he felt sore all over and was unable to fight.

"This is my war, my army, mine, everything is mine, damn it! It's all that woman's fault, it's all that Barbaras's fault, if I ever see him again, I'll chop him into mincemeat!"

Garin's anger resounded through the clouds, but unfortunately, only a few logistics personnel remained in the camp.

Prince Garin was filled with hatred; he wished he could grind Lorraine to dust. Not only had he humiliated him at the banquet, but he had also injured him, costing him the chance to make Stromgarde's name etched in history...

He gritted his teeth, his whole body swayed, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The next second, the person suddenly plummeted from that spot on the bed...

"Help! The Marshal's tent has collapsed! Quickly, save the Marshal... Prince Garin..."

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