 Say that the bad appearance of the alliance is restored?

"Master, don't listen to this stupid dragon's nonsense, how can Xiaoshuang get sick? ”

Frost Sorrow said nonchalantly.

Arthas didn't believe Frost Grief's statement - although Little Magic Sword had a special physique and did not get sick, it was more likely that she would be sick than the other four people who were blind.

"Why...... It should be because she usually wants to do this in her heart, but she has been suppressing it, and then through some kind of inducement, she suddenly shows it. ”

The Red Dragon Queen explained from her memory.

Arthas never felt his mind so confused, he couldn't understand what the Red Dragon Queen was saying, and he didn't care too much, he just wanted to know how to make Frostmourn's illness better.

"No way, Lord Iona said that mental illness cannot be cured. ”

The Red Dragon Queen spread her hands and said with some schadenfreude.

"Big stupid dragon, why are you scolding Xiaoshuang!"

Frostmourn is so angry that she rushes up and punches the Red Dragon Queen - she doesn't understand what "psycho" means, but Frost Sorrow intuitively thinks it's not a good thing to say, just like she always calls the Red Dragon Queen "stupid dragon" and "spawning machine".

"Don't make a fuss, ...... Frost"

Arthas hugged the little magic sword with fangs and claws, and gently stroked her back.

The look that happened today filled Arthas's heart with worry, and the frost sorrow of the white eyes remained in Arthas's memory like a lingering shadow.

What if one day, Xiaoshuang becomes the white-eyed her again, and then she can't come back?

- A wave of fear snatched Arthas's heart, causing him to helplessly hug the soft body of the little demon sword in his arms even tighter.

"The host ......"

Frost Sorrow gently grabbed Arthas with her backhand, responding to her master's embrace, and the simple little magic sword still didn't know what happened when she was unconscious, but she sensed the worry in her master's heart and decided to use her own mind...... Oh no, care comes to soothe Alsace.

"Let's go to Varian first, it's time for this war to end......"

Arthas patted Frost Sorrow on the back, then said to Gianna and the others.

Although Arthas was worried about Frostmourn's condition, there was only a limit to what he could do right now: to end the war in the Wraith Lands as soon as possible, and then return to Lordaeron to study her body with Frostmourn.

……

Of the five people, only Arthas and Winlessa could not fly, and soon, Arthas and the others found Prince Danas and his party, who were clearing the battlefield.

"Arthas, Your Excellency the Queen, how's it going?"

Prince Danas pressed the hilt of his sword on his waist with his hand, stood by a large pile of corpses of trolls, listened to the report of Adjutant Ricks, and saw Arthas and others descending from the sky, he hurriedly walked over and greeted him.

"It's all right, Prince Danas. How's the war going?"

Arthas jumped out of Frost's sad embrace and asked Prince Danas that he had been a derelict commander, and that he had not been present to command the last two crucial battles.

"Victory, now the lads are hunting down every troll in the city, but the trolls are no longer able to resist on a large scale. ”

Prince Danas said cheerfully to Arthas.

"That's good. ”

Arthas nodded, not saying anything more.

Victory in the war was sealed from the moment the trolls' only animal god, the god of animals, died or fled, but it would take some time to clear the battlefield and the city of Zuaman.

Both Arthas and Prince Danas tacitly agreed not to discuss the handling of the trolls, although there were still many young and female trolls alive in Zuamman.

Under Fort Riptide, Zukin and his guards brutally murdered more than fifty inhabitants of the Arathi Heights and devoured their corpses;

Evil is rewarded, and now in Zuaman, how can the militia of Fort Riptide hold back their righteous indignation and forgive those troll babies and women?

War, from ancient times to the present day, is such a thing that destroys humanity.

Arthas understood the actions of Prince Danas, and he did not want to lose such a loyal and reliable ally as the Kingdom of Stormgard because of his so-called benevolence.

Idealists can talk about mercy and forgiveness, but for a politician, Alsace cares only about himself and his allies, and so much more.

"Wen Leisa, are you alright?"

While Arthas and Prince Danas were communicating about the battle, Aurelia and Sylvanas rushed over from the side and took Winlesa into their arms.

"Sister Aurelia, Sister Sylvanas, I'm fine!"

Wen Lesa threw herself into the arms of her two sisters and said coquettishly.

"You bold little girl, you don't know what to do with me and Aurelia!"

Sylvanas grumbled angrily as she stroked Winlessa's short silver-white hair.

"Hee-hee...... Sister Sylvanas, don't be angry, at that time...... The situation is too urgent, and I can't help it!"

Wen Lesa said with a hippie smile.

"What's the matter, it's not for that stinky boy......"

Sylvanas muttered quietly, not letting her sister hear.

"So, Winlessa, how is the matter over there, have the Queen and Lady Frost killed the troll's helpers?"

Aurelia Windranger was relieved to see that her sister was safe and sound, and she turned to ask about the battle.

In the military meeting before the battle began, Frostmourn and Arthas had mentioned that there was only one animal god left for the trolls, and Aurelia knew very well that the battle between the Red Dragon Queen and Frostmourn must be against this guy.

"It's done, but it's ......"

Winlessa's face darkened, and she glanced at Frost Sorrow - for this kind High Elf girl, what had happened to Frost Sorrow worried her, even though she and Frost Sorrow were somewhat ...... Rival in love, right?

"Now that Arthas you're back, let's gather our troops as soon as possible, if it's too scattered, if those trolls still have any plots, it may cause relatively large losses. ”

Prince Danas suggested to Arthas.

"I see, but Prince Danas is going to trouble the heralds of Fort Riptide. ”

Arthas nodded, and then said to Prince Danas - Arthas himself did not know where in Zuaman City now, and the only way to call the shots was to rely on the army of Riptide Castle.

"I see, Ricks, you ......"

Prince Danas also knew about this situation, and he beckoned his lieutenant and arranged a large number of heralds to inform the combined forces of humans, dwarves, and High Elves in the city of Zuaman to end their battle as soon as possible, and then regroup and wait for Arthas's next order.

……

In a temple in the city of Zuaman, the commanders of the various parts of the human, dwarf, and High Elf armies gathered once again, but this time, the expressions on their faces were unusually relaxed, even a little proud.

Why not? What Emperor Soladin couldn't have done thousands of years ago, they have done so easily today—maybe a little trouble and sacrifice in the process, but the Troll Amani Empire has been wiped out from the continent after all.

"Arthas, are you alright?"

Muradin's loud voice rang out in the temple, he was a friend of Arthas, and this time the Dwarven kingdom sent troops to Zuaman, and the personal friendship between him and Arthas accounted for a lot of reasons.

"It's alright, what about you? The trolls didn't cause you any trouble, did they?"

Arthas asked, with a smile on his lips.

"There are a lot of boys who are injured, and some who die...... But overall?