Lothar was a little worried. He looked at the road leading to Nanhai Town in front of him and said softly:

"No one knows how powerful their power is, but judging from the letter asking for help sent back by the Kingdom of Stormwind, this time it will definitely be another hard battle. This is a challenge. We can only overcome the challenge of the new empire.

At this step, the empire can truly be re-established. If we fail, the Arathor Empire will be just a joke."

Perhaps fate really loved Anduin Lothar. Just when he led the king's army to Nanhai Town, a piece of good news came.

"The Knights of the Silver Hand led by Lord Fordring are coming. His Majesty the Emperor, Archbishop Benedictus's rebellion has made His Majesty Fao extremely angry, and the Paladins are in urgent need of restoring the faith in the Holy Light in the hearts of the nobles.

Purely... So, they sent more troops than planned!"

The secretary reported the news to the emperor, and a hint of joy flashed in the worried Lothar's eyes:

"How many people are there?"

He asked, and the clerk looked at the letter in his hand:

"The total number of priests and paladins is 4,500. This time, the Knights of the Silver Hand are outnumbered."

"good!"

The emperor couldn't help but beat the table next to him, and he let out a sigh of relief:

"With the full assistance of the Silver Hand, the hope of victory against the undead is even greater."

But the joyful emperor did not know that this time, what he had to face was not tens of thousands of undead, but the dead from an entire world. That number had already exceeded the limit that his expedition team could bear.
Chapter completed!