"Everything that happened at Railroad Keep is depressing. I know that the Bronzebeard dwarves suffered terrible losses, but I still hope that Bronzebeard can use his own strength to join the Wildhammer dwarves and the elves of Quel'Thalas to rebuild the world.

Join the empire's war sequence...I don't know if I can defeat those undead..."

Lothar took a deep breath, looked at them, and waved his fist in the air:

"But I can be sure that until I, the emperor of the Holy Arathor Empire, die on the battlefield, no one can cross our defense lines and harm your people!"

The emperor's voice became louder and louder. He turned to look at the human kings with different expressions, and finally the aging Holy Light Archbishop Faao with his gentle and supportive eyes. The archbishop was supported by the arch knight Uther.

He stood up, leaned slightly towards Lothar, and said to the others in a weak tone like an old man:

"Holy Light Church, hereby obey His Majesty's orders."

This weak voice was like a real heavy hammer, hammering into the hearts of everyone present. Lothar couldn't help but clenched his fists. He looked at the others and shouted with an almost roaring voice.

The tone shouted:

"I beg everyone to make their own efforts for the life and death of Northern Xinjiang. Who is willing to devote themselves to this great cause with me! Who is willing to join me in dedicating everything to the burning of the true spiritual fire of the empire? Stand up!

"

"Stand up and stand with me! Let the undead see that they can never destroy us."

The emperor's roar echoed in the palace. Inspired by both shame and excitement, His Majesty Garin Trollbane was the first to stand up and stretched out his hand towards the emperor, followed by the admiral of Kul Tiras.

, then the countess of Stormwind City, then the archmage of Dalaran, then the prince of Gilneas, and finally, the calm-looking King Terenas.
Chapter completed!