The control over the middle land of Stormwind is about to get underway as three thousand Stormwind infantry have been deployed to venture out to fight against the Uruk Hai out there in Duskwood, standing at maybe four to five thousand Uruks out there and will be difficult to win this struggle against them but they have to try, reclaiming Duskwood is one of the positions that will change the fate of the war here, if the Uruks control what is left of Duskwood since it's pretty much destroyed they will remove more of Stormwind's forces giving them a close on their side to attack the kingdom again, if Stormwind wins they will have control over half their land and will be close of pushing them back until they are force to defend Nethergarde Keep and the gate against them.
King Varian with Arator, Valeera, Hammond and Alexandros will head into the frontlines to reclaim that destroyed place and try to find Saruman the wizard who rules the Uruks and will kill him, the only way to drive them back and will give them a chance of success. While they march out there the prophet will be flying in his crow form past the armies of Stormwind and flying towards a higher ground where he will return normal and will watch, watch and see how this will decide to see who will win.
The armies of Stormwind are in position and looks out seeing Duskwood destroyed, seeing the Uruks trying to form together and begins marching out of this destroyed place to meet the enemy on the field. Saruman will be there but will make an appearance in this fight he will just observe and watch as his Uruks take care of the forces of Stormwind.
"Here they come." Varian said and draws his sword trying to control his horse "There coming."
"I hope this plan of yours work milord." Alexandros said to him.
"It will... the enemy falls here today." He aims his sword in the air.
The Uruk Hai comes charging out and already charging towards them while they stand there, Varian swings his sword down and suddenly behind them they brought their own weapon against them. An Alliance Gunship from Stormwind comes forth armed and ready causing the Uruks to hold position and looks up at the ship along with Saruman as well, once it was in range it stated firing down upon them blasting the Uruks to bits and kept on bombarding the ground destroying them until finally it stopped and allowed Varian to give the charge.
"For Stormwind!" He rides out against the enemy along with his forces as well behind him, charging against the Uruks before they could try to fight back, they come smashing right through them knocking them back and pushing them into the streets and outside the town of Duskwood.
They come clashing against the armies of Isengard smashing them back and fighting for Duskwood, the Uruks try to hold their ground and soon they did, their strength and armour was good enough to striking back against Stormwind but that gunship continues shooting down upon them on the ones at the back, removing as many as they can in order to make sure that there isn't enough to push back Stormwind as they are fighting for Stormwind and the Alliance.
Saruman had enough of that airship causing trouble to his Uruks he stood on a building and raise his staff at it. "I have had enough of this." He moves his staff back then pushes the staff forward sending this lightning blast towards it, destroying the bottom part of the ship and making a short line across the bottom of it causing some explosions but not heavy. Saruman decided to use a fireball instead, firing it through the gap of the hole and blasting the inside of it causing more damage and triggering a few chains of explosions from the inside. Alexandros looks up seeing the ship exploding from the bottom causing them to stop shooting, this airship was about to go falling down upon them but thought of moving to the side to avoid any collateral damage to the forces of Stormwind.
While Saruman continues firing up at the airship watching it burn and slowly falls from the sky Alexandros charges through the Uruks striking down one by one until finally an Uruk spears the horse, sending him on the ground but got up quickly enough to strike through three Uruks then tries to fight his way through to reach Saruman. He looks down seeing him he quickly vanishes out of there causing Alexandros to hold his position, looking back and forth but when he looks behind him Saruman was there, swinging his staff and sending Alexandros flying through a burned down building, smashing right through it.
While Saruman walks over towards Alexandros Arator was healing the men then charges to strike down two Uruks before looking over, seeing Saruman walking towards Alexandros he tries to fight his way through along with Valeera while Varian continues to try and push back the Uruks, staying with his man and fighting across the area.
"The darkness is coming to all of you..." Saruman said as he stands at the hole in the wall looking at Alexandros who pushes the debris off of him and grabs his sword. "It's only a matter of time before he comes."
Alexandros looks up at Saruman "I don't fear your master!"
"You should... because when he comes... and he will... Stormwind... Khaz Modan, Quel'Thalas and even Lordaeron won't stand against his wrath; this whole land will be under his control."
"Oh really?" He turns his eyes to the side behind him.
Saruman saw it in time and turns back seeing Arator about to swing down at him he quickly pushed his staff forward sending him flying back and crashing against a few Uruks. "Nice try..."
Valeera was on top of the building looking down then looks up seeing Arator about to get killed, seeing him stabbing through an Uruk and tries to get up and strikes another. She couldn't hesitate she quickly jumps down before he could look up, getting stabbed by both of her blades running through both of his shoulders causing him to gasp and fall on his knees. With him down Alexandros gets up and charges then stabs his blade right through him while Valeera pulls her swords out and charges towards the Uruks to help Arator.
Saruman looks down at the sword through his chest, he was about to say something but when Alexandros pulled the sword out of him he falls to the ground. Alexandros stands strong as the white wizard lies there dead on the ground, with him gone the Uruks will be force to retreat back to Nethergarde and the portal, this will end on the side of the Alliance.
"Victory! We are victory!" Varian shouts out looking out as the Uruks are finally retreating, giving his men something to celebrate on however they did lose their airship that crashed against the side crushing some Uruks but killed many of the men on board. "Drive these brutes to where they came from!"
With the enemy finally retreating Arator strikes down one more Uruk and looks out at them running away, he looks back to Valeera who was near smiling towards her and she smiles back at him. She started to walk over to him and soon she gives him a kiss while the Uruks runs off and the humans chasing after them to make sure they go, didn't care what was happening they had a little moment together on the battlefield as they kept kissing each other with her arms around his neck and his arms around her waist.
At the aftermath the town of Duskwood was completely destroyed and dead bodies of both humans and Uruks lies here, this was a bloody battlefield but at least the Alliance won this fight and pulled back the forces of Sauron, now he will be force to come with his legions however it will be hard for them to defeat him if he comes. The enemy pulled back and Stormwind will also pull back after they collect the wounded and return back to Stormwind, they could go after them but they cannot go anymore they only wanted to reclaim Duskwood and defeat Saruman and they succeeded, now all they have to do now is figure out a new strategy against the enemy when they come again.
The forces of Stormwind returns back but they do call for reinforcements sending another force of two thousand infantry to march to Duskwood to watch over the Uruks if they come, Varian and the others returns inside the city and wait to be healed before moving on but those who are alright will disperse and so does the king, he returns back to the throne room where Alexandros will follow and Uther as well will go after them once he was done healing since he ran out of mana, allowing others to heal the injured.
"The white wizard is finally dead... the enemy is destroyed." Varian said as he walks to the middle placing his sword away. "However..." He turns back towards Uther and Alexandros and his generals "Why do i feel like this battle has just begun?"
"Maybe it's because that wizard could be right." Alexandros said and took a few steps close to him "I saw his face and he wasn't lying... he wouldn't lie... the enemy is coming back and we have to be ready."
Varian sighs and turns back "We barely survived this battle, i lost nearly six thousand of my men over this land in Nethergarde, Duskwood and Stormwind and of course other areas that the orcs destroyed but." He turns back "We don't have much time then... if they come we have to arm ourselves with whatever we still have."
"Milord." Clay walks forward "It is possible that maybe a few hours or days if we have time, we could muster a force of seven thousand and if the enemy attacks late we might get another thousand more men."
"Eight thousand Stormwind infantry... we also need to deploy all of our airships on the battlefield, we only have two airships so let's hope that is enough to destroy what is to come."
"There is another thing you must do." The prophet appears behind them causing them all to turn back to look at him as he walks towards them.
"It's you again... how come your not in this fight?"
"I am just a prophet here to save you from the war... you are damaging him and his armies you really are, the enemy will return again with a much bigger force. If you lose this fight." He walks closer to Varian "You will lose more than just your soldiers... your people will die and so will your land."
"When the enemy comes we will be ready for them."
"I know... but maybe it is best to take your people out of here."
"What?!"
"This man is just a mad man... guards!"
"Hold that." Varian said as he raises his hand to his general then to the prophet "What are you saying?"
"If you lose this fight then your people will die... at least they might have a chance of surviving if you get your people into the western lands of Kalimdor, there they might stand a chance and to survive longer if you fail. If you succeed then you can always bring them back and tell them that the war is over."
"We can't just get everyone and travel to west!" one of the generals said "Milord there isn't anything out there."
"But at least they don't stay here..." Varian turns back and think about this. "If the enemy wins then we will lose alot. We will lose Stormwind."
"Lord Varian." Uther walks over "There is something in the west, a few weeks ago Kul Tiras travelled there and created a city there, it's called Theramore. It isn't exactly populated however you could take your people there, there is always Northrend but somehow we lost all connection out there."
"What do you mean?" He looks back at him.
"We had three outposts in Northrend, one was controlled by the dwarves however somehow... ever since the war started we lost all contact with those outposts. Theramore is kind of the last resort at this time."
"Northrend will play a part in this war if it doesn't go well for the Eastern Kingdoms, right now you have a time limit and it's time to decide, take the people who can't fight and take them to the west while you fight here with your armies and bring the death of the shadow."
While he thinks about this elsewhere back in the shadows of Middle-Earth the rumours have spread that the white wizard is dead, the Witch King of Angmar will soon comes forth to the portal on his fell beast. He stays on his beast and looks down seeing orcs preparing to march however they are not under his command, he looks to the side seeing Azog the Defiler and Bolg the spawn of Azog, they were preparing for the invasion.
"Pull your armies... the kingdom... of Angmar will destroy Stormwind." He said to Azog.
"I will bring my armies to that city... you are meant for Lordaeron."
"And you are meant for the dwarves."
Suddenly darkness started to come forth towards them from behind causing the wind in this area to get fierce and causing the armies to hold their position and looks back, the shadow slowly started to form into the dark lord himself. Sauron comes forth causing them all to stop as his armies comes forth, bringing the ring wraiths behind him as he walks towards them, both Azog and Bolg moves away from Sauron while the Witch King sits there on his beast.
"I will take over..." He said in his dark voice and not in his black speech. "I will go... leave Stormwind to me."