Evelyn

An armed helicopter was flying low over the sea, heading north along the coastline towards Eversong Woods.

The pilot of the aircraft was the famous air combat hero "Courageous Bombardier" Corki.

Besides him and the co-pilot Lieutenant Valy, there were two other beautiful passengers in the cabin.

One of them was a gorgeous woman, with only thin, narrow red leather straps slightly covering her private parts, exposing large areas of skin, and a remarkably hot figure. She had pointed ears and light blue skin, clearly not human.

Her eyes were very alluring, leaning back in her seat, appearing lazy and charming. However, her true identity was enough to scare off most men who dared to hit on her.

She was "Widowmaker" Evelynn, a new hero summoned by Aiden. A nimble and deadly assassin.

The other was a female high elf, wearing blood-red light leather armor, dressed as a rogue. Her figure was also very hot among high elves, not at all inferior to Evelynn beside her.

She was an excellent high elf rogue named Valeera Sanguinar, sent to guide Evelynn and cooperate with her actions.

"The Tranquillien Coast is just ahead. Find a place to stop on that island! We'll sneak in the rest of the way," Valeera said, holding down the talk button.

"No problem, ma'am!" Corki continued to fly close to the sea. The helicopter flew steadily, almost maintaining a height of only two or three meters above the sea. The strong wind from the propeller stirred up the sea.

They were not far from Silvermoon City now, so naturally they had to be careful to hide their tracks.

Lieutenant Valy had been promoted one rank for his meritorious service in the Battle of Gilneas. After observing with binoculars, he guided Corki to land on a beach ahead. No Burning Legion minions were found nearby.

Evelynn and Valeera jumped out of the helicopter, ready to begin their mission.

Corki waved to them and said, "Take care, you two!"

"Good luck!" Valy also waved.

Valeera whispered, "You guys should go back quickly, staying longer will make it easier to expose us."

"Ah ha, alright then! We'll retreat first!"

After the helicopter left, Valeera nodded to Evelynn, "Follow me, this way!" She entered stealth, her figure disappearing. Evelynn did the same.

The Tranquillien Coast returned to its former tranquility. No trace could prove they had been there.

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Lordaeron Royal Palace. Prince Arthas held an urgent war report that had just been delivered, and once again found King Terenas.

"Father, this is the war report that has just been sent back. The Alliance has broken through the defenses of Quel'Thalas!" He handed the war report to his father.

Terenas looked up from the pile of documents on his desk. His gaze only swept over the war report once and then he didn't look at it again. Arthas had already said the content just now. The war report was just a repetition of the result.

Terenas said, "This is a good thing."

Arthas couldn't help but say, "Don't you think our Lordaeron should send troops to support them? Are we just going to watch the war report and comment on it?"

Arthas didn't attend the meeting that day either. If he had been there, he would have tried his best to persuade his father. He didn't understand his father's decision at all. He had also tried to persuade him these past two days, but his father didn't listen. This time it seemed to be the same.

Arthas was not only the heir to Lordaeron, but also a paladin. Aiden's decision to privately accept undead troops was somewhat hasty. But with the enemy at hand, the threat of the Burning Legion was the most important thing. Using these undead to resist the Burning Legion was also a good thing. At least it could greatly reduce human losses.

Even if their political views differed, Arthas also believed that they should not engage in infighting in the face of the major issue of resisting the Burning Legion. The progress of the troops led by Aiden in the past three days had proved the correctness of his previous proposal. If the Alliance had fully supported this decision, the main force might have already entered Silvermoon City.

That would definitely be an inspiring victory!

"The strength of this alliance is now sufficient to complete such a task. Whether we send troops or not will not actually affect the outcome of this battle. Do you understand, Arthas?" Terenas simply put down his pen, crossed his fingers in front of his chest, looked at his son, and said slowly, "Since this is the case, putting our troops into other things will also better exert its effect."

"Used to escort convoys to Kalimdor?" Arthas didn't think so.

Terenas felt it was time to teach Arthas more things. He would inherit his position, and his own experience could at least allow him to take a little less detours in the future.

Politics, although not a commendatory term, is a compulsory subject for politicians.

"Child, you should understand that many times we have to do some things to protect our own interests. I know what you are thinking, Aiden's proposal is right, but what I said is not wrong either. The Alliance should maintain a certain amount of power to prevent Aiden and the people he leads from embarking on the wrong path. If we cannot maintain the advantage of power, how can we correct possible mistakes?"

"But, who is qualified to judge right and wrong?"

"The Holy Light, the Holy Light will guide us to make the right judgment. The act of accepting the undead has already touched this bottom line."

If 'Holy Light' refers to the Naaru in the Twisting Nether, then these Holy Light creatures might not necessarily oppose Aiden's acceptance of the undead.

Aiden believes he is doing the right thing, and Terenas also believes he is correct, yet they both feel that the other's approach is somewhat inappropriate.

In this vortex, no one involved can truly discern right from wrong.

However, the progress of the coalition led by Aiden is indeed encouraging. The Burning Legion's forces are at a disadvantage and have to adopt a strategy of gradual resistance to delay their advance, attempting to buy enough time for Archimonde to open a portal and summon a large force.

Although two hundred thousand of them are the Forsaken Legion, whose combat power isn't particularly strong, the Burning Legion, with a total of only fifty thousand, is still at a significant disadvantage against the three hundred thousand strong coalition. The disparity is so great that quality cannot compensate for the difference.

In just three days, the coalition cleared all enemies from the Ghostlands.

Only eight or nine days after their last retreat, Anasterian and his high elf forces once again set foot on the lands of Eversong Woods.

But the beautiful homeland they remembered no longer existed.

The colorful forest was now reduced to charcoal and ashes, and the exquisite and unique dwellings were nothing but ruins. The once healthy and vibrant land was polluted by the demonic powers of the Burning Legion, becoming barren and desolate. The air was filled with a nauseating smell of sulfur.

Even though the high elves had some psychological preparation after seeing the scenes in the Ghostlands, the cruel reality before them still broke their hearts. Some people knelt on the ground, weeping softly, followed by more.

Others showed sympathy in their eyes. Even during the orcish invasion, the forest had never been so thoroughly destroyed. The forests burned by the red dragon's fiery breath would always recover after a while, but the land polluted by the Burning Legion would not easily return to its original state. It might remain barren for many, many years to come.

Aiden sighed, patted Prince Kael'thas, who was standing beside him in a daze, and said softly, "After we drive out the Burning Legion, we will do our best to restore it. Believe in the power of nature; as long as we show enough will, nature will help us achieve this wish!"

Kael'thas nodded, his voice incredibly bitter, "Thank you. It's just that seeing our ancestral home turned into this is heartbreaking."

In fact, Aiden also felt bad. It was in this forest that he integrated the powers of nature, the Holy Light, and time, and found his path as a hero.

He still clearly remembered the feeling at that time. Every blade of grass, every tree, every flower, and every leaf possessed its own consciousness. The plants would thank him for nourishing them and even sing hymns of nature for him.

This place could be considered where he attained his path, holding significant commemorative meaning. But the plants that allowed him to experience the path of a hero no longer existed.

"The land will heal all wounds," Antonidas comforted, "But before that, we must stop the Burning Legion from corrupting more places."

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The strategic failure of the previous Battle of the Sunwell infuriated Archimonde. He failed to obtain the power of the Sunwell, and the native coalition retreated completely after their victory. Therefore, after occupying Silvermoon City, the demons of the Burning Legion destroyed the left half of Silvermoon City.

Coincidentally, the southern gate of Silvermoon City was also within the area of destruction.

Now it was the Burning Legion's turn to suffer the consequences of their actions.

Even though they had been fully restoring the city gate since they learned that the coalition would counterattack, construction was more difficult than destruction. With the coalition already at the gates, the gate of Silvermoon City still looked dilapidated, and its defensive effect was questionable.

Even so, the demons could only rely on the city walls for defense. If they fought in the open, they would suffer an even more devastating defeat.

"Confirmed?" Aiden held the arcane communicator and spoke to Evelyn, who had successfully infiltrated Silvermoon City.

"Couldn't be more confirmed," the Widowmaker's voice carried a hint of flirtation and seduction.

"Good, continue to monitor. Stay in contact! The attack will begin soon, be careful!"

After hanging up, Aiden looked at the others and nodded to them, "It's confirmed, Archimonde is still summoning the portal and can't get away."

"Then let's attack according to the original plan!"

As the order was issued, the artillery positions roared. A large number of shells flew towards the damaged gate of Silvermoon City. Various shells continuously bombarded the gate, which the demons had reinforced, causing it to teeter.

In the sky, dragonhawk riders and helicopter units covered the airships "Retribution," "Vengeance," and the newly built "Belief" as they flew towards Silvermoon City. Any enemies who dared to approach would first face a barrage of anti-aircraft guns and machine guns, and then face the javelins and magic of the dragonhawk riders, as well as the powerful firepower of the armed helicopters.

Even the decks of the airships themselves were equipped with a large number of anti-aircraft weapons.

With the current number of flying units the Burning Legion possessed, they simply could not break through this dense defensive firepower.

And these three airships carried the most important thing for implementing this attack plan.