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Chapter 116: Going around
In Ambermillenn, Archmage Atal'ik is observing the movements of the undead army on a map.
The Scarlet Crusade's messenger was explaining to him the battle plan of Grand Crusader Commander Renault.
Unexpectedly, a watchtower outside Ambermill Manor came to inform them that a large number of human refugees had appeared near Ambermill.
Most of the refugees headed towards Southsea from the main road along Ambermill.
A small number of them detoured around Ambermir's flank, and the sentries were unsure whether to stop the human refugees.
They could only report to Archmage Atreus and ask for a solution.
"What did you say? Refugees? There are no refugees now. There are only a few hundred left..."
“Master Atalik, we’ve confirmed they are human refugees who want to enter our positions. But the captain said that outsiders are not allowed to enter during the war.”
"Strange! There shouldn't be any refugees here. The refugees from Undercity are all concentrated near the monastery, and we haven't sent anyone to Southshore! The people of the Kingdom of Lordaeron don't want to go to Southshore either!"
The Scarlet Crusade general was also puzzled; his men were currently in the direction of Shadowfang Keep and would not disguise themselves to approach Ambermill.
At least for now, the plan doesn't require any pretense of taking action!
"That must be another enemy!"
The Scarlet Crusade are well aware of the cunning of undead and evil creatures, and they rigorously examine all infected individuals.
Just like the tragedy of Stratholme in the Eastern Plaguelands, Prince Arthas knew that even if all infected people didn't immediately become undead, they would still contract the plague and eventually turn into undead, tearing at their own kind and causing the Scourge plague to spread, ravaging the entire human kingdom...
His Highness had no choice but to strike first, thus falling into depravity and ruin...
The Scarlet Crusade are extremely sensitive; they'll suspect everyone…
But this time, the Scarlet Crusade general was right.
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While the Archmage was receiving the report, Lorraine had already blended into his companions, disguised as humans, and made his way around to the rear of Ambermill.
Part of the buildings here extend towards Hillsbrad Farm...
This is a contested territory, the front line of the Forsaken's war.
Lorraine looked up and saw the Hillsbrad Hills, a landscape completely different from the damp and cold climate of the Silverpine Forest.
The terrain here is open and undulating, and it is an extension of the Alterac Mountains.
Near the southern bay…
Southshore, the true frontline town of the Storm Kingdom, is located right by the sea...
However, there are no ships sailing through Southshore, so the Alliance can only advance there from their strongholds in Arathi Highlands.
Not far ahead lies the famous Wall of Thoradin! It is a magnificent structure built by the human empire to resist the trolls.
A dwarf army was also stationed on one side of the wall near the sea.
Echoing the alliance's Southshore...
On the contrary, Dalaran was somewhat arrogant, claiming neutrality, which caused a gap in the Alliance's defenses in the Alterac Mountains...
For this reason, some high-ranking members of the Alliance risked their lives to travel to the Plaguelands to negotiate with the Scarlet Crusade.
In this battle of Ambermill, it's inconvenient for the Alliance to intervene, but the Scarlet Crusade can...
The human resistance in Lordaeron, specifically the Scarlet Crusade, has the right to reclaim all of Lordaeron's lands, including Tirisfal Glades, Silverpine Forest, and even the current Eastern and Western Plaguelands...
Although the Plaguelands were still in the hands of the Lich King's forces at this time.
Lorraine was unaware that Ambermill had reinforcements. His objective was clear: to have Irene, his guide, lead him into Ambermill's well and release an anti-magic potion...
If we can successfully deprive the mages of Ambermill of their magic, this battle will be a piece of cake.
In fact, at this moment, Lorraine looked completely black, wearing a mask, and resembled a human assassin dressed in the dark.
Erin wore the standard purple apprentice robes of Dalaran, but her mage insignia indicated that she was already a junior mage.
This was rare among human mage apprentices, and she and Lorraine soon faced questioning...
To be precise, it was a polite greeting.
The Dalaran scout mage apprentice greeted Eileen respectfully, "Miss Eileen, didn't you go to Fenice Island with Master Joseph? And who is this gentleman beside you?"
Although the scout was polite, he still cautiously observed Lorraine.
Lorraine was a little worried about his current human disguise, but given the task given by Master Aegwynn, the Dreadlord's items shouldn't be so easily detected, so he pretended to be calm and kept quiet.
Even though he could understand the language of the dwarf mage scout on the other side perfectly.
"Hello, I got separated from my teacher, and we're in trouble. This is the guide I hired. He's an adventurer from Southsea Town... we don't know each other very well."
“I see, Miss Eileen. It’s very dangerous here now. You should go back to Dalaran. A great battle is about to break out here, and Master Atalik has ordered that no outsiders are allowed to approach Ambermill.”
"I'm not an outsider."
"But he is..."
The scout pointed at Lorraine, stopping her and Eileen from getting close to the last well at the stables behind Ambermill.
Water sources and stables are key logistical points, and Atarik will not let his guard down.
Approaching her openly wasn't as convenient as he'd imagined. Lorraine frowned, took out a gold coin, handed it to Eileen, and whispered a few words in her ear.
Eileen understood immediately, clutching the gold coin, and pulled the scout aside to whisper something.
Soon, the dwarf mage scout approached with a smile and loudly addressed his companion:
“The mage Eileen is going with her servants to retrieve her personal belongings from her residence. You saw Master Atalik conveying Master Joseph’s greetings to Miss Eileen. The Violet Council has decreed that Dalaran will not participate in any fighting.”
The guards on the side looked at each other, bewildered.
Archmage Atal'ik was sent to guard Ambermill by the Violet Council, so why is Miss Irene going against him?
Eileen had anticipated the suspicious looks from these mages.
He pulled out the magical tome that his teacher, Aegwynn, had prepared for her long ago. This tome came from the highest authority in Dalaran, the Kirin Tor Council of Six...
The spell was cast, and images of the elven mage Sunreaver appeared, along with phantoms of legendary human archmage Khadgar and others. Together, they recited a declaration:
"Dalaran remains neutral between the Alliance and the Horde. It will not participate in any disputes. All mages who obey the Kirin Tor, regardless of whether they are human, elf, or any other race, are prohibited from participating in the conflicts between the Alliance and the Horde. Violators will face the consequences and be expelled from Dalaran!"
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Atarik had taken every precaution, but he never expected that the pass near the human farm, which was the last route back to Dalaran, would be raided by Lorraine.
Here, hundreds of mages and human servants began packing their belongings, preparing to return to Dalaran with Eileen.
Before that, Eileen had them retreat towards Dalaran.
She and her servants were going to Ambrimr to deliver Dadarararan's secret orders.
The Dalaran mage apprentices responsible for guarding the rear found this reasonable and turned to retreat towards Dalaran.
Soon after the humans withdrew, the Forgotten refugees gathered here.
With Eileen's help, Lorraine's plan to set up checkpoints on the way to Southshore and at the crossroads of Dalaran went smoothly.
Now he needs to pollute the water source as quickly as possible, then wait overnight to collect his spoils.
Of course, a feint attack on the front is essential for the plan to go smoothly!
Not long after the refugees crossed the border, the undead army arrived. This army was not the regular army of the Forsaken, but hundreds of skeleton beasts of various shapes. Some of the skeleton beasts looked weak and were barely able to run. They seemed to pose no threat at all.
But hundreds upon hundreds of drenched skeletons continued their advance towards the front lines of Ambermir...
The human battle mages were initially intimidated by the terrifying, dark mass of skeletons.
Fortunately, the arrows and magic were very effective against them. Countless skeletons charged head-on, oblivious to the wooden fence, and got stuck there, becoming targets for the human defenders.
"General, these undead are not powerful at all. They are just skeletons, not even mindless zombies."
The Scarlet Crusade veteran laughed heartily. He had thought that only a few dozen people had come to help this group of novice mages, and that it would likely be a fierce battle. He hadn't expected the enemy's attack to be so easy.
The legendary Scourge was nothing more than this; the fearless Forsaken legion was just a bunch of mindless skeletons pieced together from broken bones. He shook his head, feeling that he didn't need any reinforcements from Scarlet Monastery or an ambush from Shadowfang Keep to easily complete the mission.
The Battle of Ambermill is quite simple...
He was naturally unaware that a fellow dressed in human night clothes was secretly hiding near the well, continuously casting in the perfect creations given by the Grand Apothecary.
Anti-magic potion!
Lorraine only saw a drop of green liquid fall into the crystal, causing the water in the well to glow. However, after a few seconds, it returned to its normal color, making him wonder if he had added too little...
It didn't work!
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