The sudden attack of the arrow took the soldiers who were escorting Orgrim Doomhammer by surprise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They were tasked with taking Orgrim through the streets with them, but they couldn't afford to take that responsibility if the orc captives did die.

The soldiers glanced around vigilantly, but they didn't find the person who shot the arrow, so they had to stop there.

Arthas looked at Aurelia, and he was a little worried that the High Elf Ranger leader had shot Orgrim dead in the street.

Fortunately, Aurelia had no such intentions.

Sentiment grew as the prison van drew closer, with Varian Ureon and Altea Eberlock joining their line-up.

Although Varian and Althea didn't throw anything like Orgrim, the two of them shouted excitedly together, just like Kalia.

"Taresha, what's wrong with you?" Karia shouted in a hoarse voice, trying to stop and rest for a while, before noticing Taresha's look a little dazed.

"It's okay, Your Highness Princess...... It's just that there are too many people here, and some of them are too ......noisy," Taresa quickly replied.

"Yes, Taresha, you are really, you have to adapt to such a scene in the future, otherwise what will you do with my maid? I will lend you a dress for the next banquet, and you can also go and gain knowledge!"

Kalia said.

"Huh, I ...... How's that going to work?" Taresa waved her hand in a panic - she knew how important the next banquet was, how could she be a little maid and attend such a banquet.

"I said okay. Taresha, you have to be a little confident! You're my maid, and you're not much worse than the wives and daughters of those lords, understand?"

Kalia said triumphantly.

How can it be the same—Taresa muttered in her heart—those lords have their own territories and possessions, and their wives and daughters will be able to get a share of them in the future, but what do they have?

Taresa wasn't frightened by the sight, she just remembered Sal.

Not just at Dunhold Castle, but even in Lordaeron's Royal City, the orcs were a being that everyone shouted at - Taresa seemed to be only now aware of it.

Could it be that she was wrong to help Thrall?--Taresa was a little suspicious of her previous actions.

But Thrall is a good man, and ...... That thing...... In that case, Thrall also bravely stepped forward to protect the Blackmore master!

Arthas and Frostgrief were still very calm, the world they had seen was too big to be thrilled by such a small scene.

While the defeat of the Orc Legion was exciting, and the Alliance's losses were much smaller than the original time stream, Arthas had already moved from the joy of victory and was thinking about what to do next.

The post-war reconstruction is worrying, and the countries of the alliance may still have rifts due to the Alterac Kingdom.

The arrival of Jean Greymane was not the end of this division, but the beginning of it.

And after resolving the troubles within the Alliance, Arthas's concerns about the Burning Legion remain unresolved.

At present, Arthas has the help of the Red Dragon Queen - although this creature is not very good, but it is very powerful, and through her, Arthas believes that he can also get more help from the guardian dragon.

But will this be able to fight the Burning Legion? Arthas was still a little unsure - the Burning Legion was not only the first invasion, but before that, although the forces of the world of Azeroth had stopped these invasions, they had suffered heavy losses each time.

"Arthas, what are you thinking?" Gianna stood beside Arthas, tugging at the corner of his coat.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Arthas asked, smiling, coming back to his senses.

"Shall I throw that orc with something too?" asked Gianna, looking excited.

"Ahhh

"Hmm!" Gianna nodded heavily, then said, "Brother Drake is like that because of the orc invasion!

"Alright then...... Arthas could only say helplessly, "if Gianna you like, feel free." ”

"Hmm!" Gianna nodded heavily, then grunted...... A fireball condensed in his hand.

Although Gianna has not yet become a full-fledged mage, her teacher is one of the most outstanding mages in Dalaran - Archmage Antonidas.

Despite her young age, Gianna was able to master quite a few spells - and of course her power needed to be improved.

"No, no, no, the fireball doesn't work. Arthas also thought that Gianna had nothing to throw away, but she didn't expect that she would want to throw it out with a fireball.

"Can't you?" asked Gianna pitifully.

Arthas shook his head as he looked at the blazing flame above Gianna's pink little hand.

"Of course not, what if you set that wooden cage on fire......? Changed the ice, right?"

Alsace suggested.

"Okay!" Gianna thought for a moment and nodded—the puck was good, and it hurt to hit her body—when Gianna first started practicing the frost spell, she was often hit on her toes by the ice ball she couldn't handle well, and she cried in pain.

"Hey!" Gianna threw the puck she had made into the cart.

Because the prisoner cart was getting closer and closer, Gianna was a little worried that it would be too late for the prisoner cart to pass, so the hockey puck made in a hurry was not very large.

What's more, the little girl didn't miss the target at all.

Instead of hitting Ogrim, the puck hits the wooden cage where he was imprisoned.

A white flake of ice exploded, and the ice splattered Orgrim's head and face.

"Haha!" Gianna shouted excitedly, clapping her hands excitedly.

Arthas looked at Gianna and shook his head helplessly.

There was a question that Arthas began to wonder - didn't Gianna hate orcs now, too, and why did she finally tend to make peace with orcs in the original time stream?

Gianna may not understand it now, but when she grows up, she should understand that the orcs are the culprits who killed her eldest brother!

Arthas, however, quickly put the question behind him - either way, it shouldn't happen this time around, because the orcs have been wiped out after all.