In the northwest corner of the Hillsbrad Hills, a well-groomed human army was hurrying on the march, led by Uther, to support the human coalition of King Aiden Pernod who was spying on the kingdom of Alterac. The composition of this force is quite complicated www.biquge.info the composition of this army, and this is also the situation of the entire human alliance now, although most of them are soldiers who have served in service, but many of them have never been on the battlefield, and most of the soldiers are from all over the world, and there are people who follow Anduin? Some of Lothar's Stormwind army came to Lordaeron, but Arthas was not worried about the fighting power of this army, as their commander was none other than one of the greatest commanders in human history, Uther Lightbringer.

Arthas was riding on a tall horse, and of course he would not have had a mount of his own, which had been temporarily transferred from his father's stable, and when everyone saw that Arthas had chosen this horse, they were a little worried about whether he would be able to control it—it didn't matter if he could reach the horse, he could step on a ladder, but once he was on horseback, a ten-year-old—oh, thanks to the sorrow of the frost, a boy who looked like he was only six years old, could not control such a horse.

Urion kindly suggested that Arthas could ride on the same horse, but Arthas flatly refused, and with the help of his father climbed onto the horse, and with a flick of the reins, the horse walked slowly and obediently, making a small circle around the hippodrome of the palace. Arthas sat triumphantly on horseback, enjoying the admiring gaze of the crowd.

"Hmph, what's the spirit, it's not my ability yet!" Frost Sorrow sat sideways behind Arthas, wrapping her arms around him, clutching the reins in her hands. Arthas was a little embarrassed - although he was a good rider, his current body could not control the horse at all, and it was all up to Frost's sorrow to control the horse's soul - the real rider was actually Frost that no one could see, and Arthas was just pretending to pull the reins.

After leaving Lordaeron, Ureon, who had first arrived at the hills of Hillsbrad, was quickly drawn to the scenery around him, with vast fields as far as the eye could see, and industrious farmers toiling in the fields, occasionally standing up and waving to the dusty army - the people of Lordaeron were also kings of the Minehir family of Lordaeron.

Ironically, although Aiden claims to be the King of Alterac, his territory is limited to a small area between Alterac Castle and Broken Ridge Fortress, and of course Aiden also claims that Alterac Valley is his domain, but it is obviously more realistic to say that he is a city lord.

Frost Sorrow behind Arthas also seems to be interested in the scenery along the way, although she had followed Arthas to the Eastern Kingdoms, but at that time her mission was only to kill and destroy, and there was little effort to enjoy the unique scenery here. Frost Sorrow looked east and west like a curious baby, and if she hadn't controlled the war horse, it is estimated that she would have gone to the field to have fun.

Xiaoshuang was busy looking at the scenery, and Arthas was also happy to be free, explaining the situation of the land to Wryon. In addition to being self-sufficient, the Hillsbrad Hills would pay a large amount of food to King Lordaeron as a tax, and the bread and meat would sail with the fleet in the southernmost town of Southsea, circulate in Minethil Harbor, and finally be sold to the nobles of Stormwind.

Uther was in the middle of the procession, walking side by side with Arthas, nodding imperceptibly as the little prince spoke. Suddenly, a knight galloped over at the front of the procession, grabbed his horse's hooves in front of Uther, and reported: "Lord Uther, the scout has sent back a message that there are two groups fighting in front of him. Uther was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "Humans on both sides?" The knight nodded, and Uther gave an order: "The troops continue to move forward, the royal guards of Lordaeron and I will go to the front to check, Prince Arthas, Prince Ureon, you two follow me!"

With that, Uther tapped his horse's belly with his heel, and the mount under his crotch neighed, and galloped forward, and five hundred royal guards of Lordaeron also urged their horses to break away from the army and follow Uther. Arthas hurriedly whispered to Frost Sorrow, "Little Frost!" Frost Sorrow reluctantly patted the horse's hips with his little hand and placed it on the tail of the cavalry.

After galloping with the cavalry for a while, Arthas could already see the dust flying on the battlefield ahead, and what surprised him even more was that huge fireballs kept flying out in the middle of the battlefield, and every time it exploded or hit the target, a terrible howl would be heard, and Arthas could even smell the smell of burnt flesh.

Uther led the cavalry into the edge of the battlefield, and at this time it was clear that more than a hundred warriors with red silk scarves covering their faces and wearing light leather armor were besieging a carriage that was guarded by a dozen men with crossbow arrows and long swords, and on the periphery was a ring of corpses of war horses, apparently used as a temporary fortress. The carriage was a middle-aged man in a lilac robe, and the fireball was fired from the tip of his staff.

Although there was the support of the mage's fireball, but the masked warriors were not afraid of death, and the guards by the carriage would soon be overwhelmed, if it weren't for the attackers' lack of bows and muskets, the defenders might have collapsed long ago, because in Arthas's opinion, the long swords wielded by this group of people were so weak, and the crossbow arrows they shot lacked accuracy, more like armed servants than warriors.

Seeing this, Uther drew a huge two-handed sword from the side of his horse and shouted, "We are the army of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, who is fighting in front of us?" Hearing Uther's shout, the mage shouted from afar, "Mage Sain from Dalaran, ask for the help of this lord!" Perhaps aware of the danger of his situation, the mage did not show the same pride as his companions in Dalaran, but lowered his body and begged for help from here. It's just that his body is too weak, and in order to make the sound can be transmitted farther, his throat is about to burst, and the sharp voice makes Arthas feel very ridiculous.

The masked warriors did not respond to Uther's inquiry, and their answers were insignificant. With a wave of his two-handed sword, Uther ordered, "Attack with all your troops!" As soon as the well-trained Lordaeron Royal Guard received the order, they immediately split into three groups, two flanking the masked warriors from the flanks, and one group going around the enemy's back to block their retreat. Arthas asked Uther, "Lord Uther, do you need to capture some prisoners?"