Stormwind God

The homeland is hard to leave, and the fallen leaves return to the roots.

This is the emotional **** of humanity in any age and in any world.

Land gave birth to life, and land gave birth to feelings.

Duke understood the feelings of Lordaeron's soldiers, but unfortunately, as a commander, and as a traversal who knew the course of history, he knew exactly what he was going to do.

He can't stop the tragedy that has happened. He can only let the tragedy expand and spread.

That night, he received some bad news.

Sure enough, the Scourge's attack direction was more than one, because Lordaeron was penetrated very much by the cursed theology. The latest report is that in Tirisfal Glades, more than ten towns were taken by the cursed lords to poison themselves. Either in the well water or in the barn, poisoning tens of thousands of people into zombies.

Coupled with the Scourge's partial division from Lordaeron, more than half of Tirisfal Glades have fallen.

However, there is good news.

The [Emergency Evacuation] exercise that Duke stopped at that time played a role beyond imagination. Duke's big housekeeper Makaluo successfully used the water transportation of Lake Rhodmir to save nearly 100,000 citizens of Lordaeron. More perfectly, the bait from the back of the ship seduced Arthas into thinking that the refugees had fled to the south and fled to Dalaran.

In fact, most of the refugees circled around Fenris Island in the middle of Lake Rhodemir, and then went west into the Silver Pine Forest area. They have now reached the coast of the North Stream waiting for rescue.

Uh, this can be interpreted as the dark face of the old man Mao Antonidas, because the old man believed that Duke's men had pitted Dalaran, otherwise the first undead army in Alsace would not find it. Dalaran.

The old man did not catch up with the Dreadlord, and when he returned, he directly announced that Dalaran would focus on cleaning up the undead in the country, and even Duke refused to see it.

However, anyway, they agreed to send out two mage groups to Kael'thas with the Scarlet Crusade led by Duke.

Counting the Dalaran Infantry Regiment of the Guardian Mage, Duke now has at least 100,000 troops.

Duke was dissatisfied with Anthony Das' refusal to see him. But I can only accept this fact reluctantly. Because the original Anthony Das is also older and more stubborn. In his later years, like Terenas, he did things worse than one.

Kael'thas was very excited about the opportunity to lead the army in a foreign country this time.

"Duke! Please give me a lot of advice this time. I will cooperate with you with all my strength."

Duke nodded, behaving like Kaizi.

For the direction of the 100,000 troops, Duke finally chose to follow the pace of the orcs, but the goal was not the south stream coast, but the north stream coast. As a result, there were more than 300,000 refugees gathered there but not many soldiers guarded. Secondly, Duke didn't dare walk the Alterac Mountains to Stratholme.

In the steep Alterac Mountains, the battlefields most used by humans are useless. In that narrow and steep terrain, you do n’t need an army of 10 million undead, come with a half a million skeletons, jump from the top of the mountain, and then hold your soldiers to jump down the cliff. It ’s useless to be as human .

Humans are not undead, and even the best soldiers will be tired. This evening, Duke had to let the soldiers take a good rest.

And all night, Duke had to rush to the South China Sea State, because the sky near Dalaran had been shrouded in the shadow of the undead, and communication became very bad. Only in the city of the South China Sea, Duke can communicate with other countries through magical communication.

at the same time.

Arthas was very sad.

He found that his soul seemed to be in a state of confusion.

When he returned to God, he suddenly found that he had returned to the outskirts of Lordaeron, where he led an army of millions of undead.

He finally recognized the guy who saved him.

Tick ​​Dios, the Dreadlord, is almost exactly the same as Malganis, the same bitter and vicious, but also has nothing to do with Arthas.

Arthas subconsciously raised his broken right hand with his left hand, holding Frostmourne.

"Oh, I'm not your enemy," said Tikedios, twisting his lips as a smile, but looking more like a mockery: "But don't expect me to comfort you. Although you killed yourself His biological father, who handed the kingdom over to the Scourge, passed the first test. Lord Lich King is initially satisfied with you. But you ... what do you do? "

Arthas was silent.

"You have actually retained so many human feelings, which has made you unable to exert the power of Frostmourne! Ugly! Too ugly!"

Arthas felt two very different emotions that struck him with shame and anger at the same time.

"Yes!" He replied, trying to maintain a calm and powerful voice in front of this big demon: "I was wrong! I have not completely forgotten the people and things I once loved, and I regret my failure and Sorry, I am ashamed of losing to Duke Marcus. "

"Good!" The Dread Lord chuckled, and he was satisfied with Arthas's frankness.

"Next time! Next time I will surely kill Duke! Imprison his soul in Frostmourne! Let him endure eternal torture! I will also kill Jaina and make her a banshee!"

But at this moment another voice came from deep inside him, not from the sorrow of Frost: you lied! You can't even kill Jaina!

Somehow, he suddenly had a feeling of envy and hatred for Duke, who had Jaina completely during his disappearance.

Although he knew that a true death knight should not have feelings.

But he just couldn't control it.

He suppressed his feelings.

Correct! The voice in my heart will always disappear. When he couldn't bear the thought of Jaina's warmth, if he let it develop, it would spread like gangrene and engulf him.

The Dreadlord pretended not to see his inner emotional struggle, but laughed: "There is no need to be so anxious. Maybe Duke Marcus will become your left arm and right arm ... as a Lich. But For your misfortune, Lord Lich King can't stand it anymore. Now give you a chance to make you stronger and bear more [Frostmourne] strength! "

"You say! I do!" Arthas was decisive.

"Now there is a team of uninvited guests who are trying to break into the throne hall that belongs only to you and **** your father's remains! Go and destroy them! As long as you succeed, you will have more power!" Say, The Dread Lord touched [Frostmourne], and Arthas was shocked to find that the power from the magic sword was repairing his broken body at high speed.