Gianna was exhausted. She knew Arthas wanted to make sure she arrived in time, and she understood his concerns. How many lives hang by a thread. So when he asked her if she could make it overnight, she nodded.

They rode for four hours when Gianna realized that she was about to dismount. She was so exhausted that she lost consciousness for a few seconds. She woke up in a panic, grabbed the horse's mane with all her might, pulled her body back into the saddle, and then tightened the reins and stopped.

She sat there with her hands on the reins, trembling. It took a few minutes for Alsace to realize that she had fallen behind. She was dazed by the fact that he ordered the team to stop, and looked wordlessly at the prince trotting over.

"Gianna, what's wrong?"

"I ...... Sorry, Arthas. I knew you could get there, and so did I—but I was so tired that I almost fell off my horse. Can we stop? Just a little while. ”

Even in the dim light, she could tell from his expression that he was struggling within, he was worried about her, but the times waited for no one.

"How long will it take you?"

For a few days, she wanted to say this to him, but what she actually said was: "Just eat something and rest a little." ”

He nodded, reached out and dismounted her, gently placing her on the side of the road. Gianna pulled some cheese out of her pocket with her hands shaking. She thought Arthas would turn back and give orders to the soldiers, but he sat down beside her, anxious and impatient like a flame.

She took a bite of the cheese and looked at him as she chewed, taking a closer look at the side of his face. In her opinion, Arthas was so approachable, sympathetic, and emotional, which was one of the reasons he attracted her. And now, he is so alienated by the fierce feelings, like thousands of miles away.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch his face. He was startled, as if he had forgotten about her existence, but then he smiled faintly at her. "Okay?" He asked.

Gianna thought she had just taken a bite.

"Not yet," she said, "but...... Arthas, I'm worried about you. I don't like how it affects you. ”

"The effect on me?" He said excitedly, "What about the impact on the villagers? One by one, they died, and they were turned into zombies, Gianna. I have to stop these, I have to! ”

Just when Alsace was overly excited and said something a little harsh to Gianna, a small typhoon swept by-

Gianna tugged at the brim of her hat.

Arthas sensed something approaching, and immediately picked up the hammer to protect Gianna. Looking at his back, at this moment, Gianna seemed to see the handsome face of the original Alsace again.

"Yo, is this how His Royal Highness treats a weak lady?"

A white light descended from the sky, and in the center of the small army led by Arthas, it was the white dragon maiden Kisara. Under the white hood, Kisara smiled slyly.

“…… Sorry ma'am, but we're really in a hurry right now."

"Well~ don't care" Kisara walked up to the two, and then looked at Gianna with interest, "First time we met, I'm Kisara Halquekinia"

"Hello, I'm Gianna Proudmoore...... Gianna politely bowed, and then looked at Arthas with strange eyes, "Why don't you introduce me?" ”

The Shura Field is a powerful enchantment magic......

"Uh......"

Although our prince was in a hurry, he explained in a few words how he met Kisara.

"Anyway, you're in a hurry......," Kisara clasped her hands around her chest, a gesture that was not at all ladylike, but not offensive. If Gianna is everyone's best girl, Kisara is even more feminine, "I can help you, where are you going?" ”

"Really? We're going to Fireplace Valley! Arthas said to Kisara in surprise, "Lady Halquekinia, do you have any good ideas?" ”

"Just call me Kisara, if you know the coordinates there, you can teleport, but now you don't know......" Kisara smiled and tilted her head, "I can change back to my original self and take you there"

“……”

“……”

This giant dragon is really wonderful, how can ordinary dragons casually let others on their backs.

"Before you do, though, you need to answer me a question"

"What's the problem?" Arthas asked hurriedly.

"Have you seen my brother? I feel like he's been around here. ”

"...... your brother?" Alsace had some speculation, but ......

"My title is Destruction Miè White Light, and my brother is ......" Kisara paused "Hell's Howl - Dorag Halquekinia"

“…… I think I've seen him......" Remembering that world of ice and snow, Arthas smiled wryly.

……………… Flight..................

Even dragons can't fly with many people, and Kisara has only Arthas and Gianna on her back. As for the soldiers, led by Captain Farrick, they rode to the Valley of the Hearth.

Along the way, the three of them chatted with each other, and Gianna was very curious about Kisara, who had three heads, especially one of the heads with a strange 'Aru' mouth fetish, which made Gianna very happy. Kisara's degree was quick, and Arthas was a little relieved.

"Speaking of which, Alsace...... Did my brother say anything? ”

"Nothing special has been said." Arthas thought for a moment and replied.

"That's good Aru"

"My brother is very extreme about some things"

"But...... He's a very oppressive person. Gianna said with trepidation, "But now think about it, the other party is a dragon......"

……………… Fireplace Valley..................

When you arrive at the gates of the Hearthvale, you will be greeted by a group of humans and dwarves armed with muskets. They stared blankly at Kisara in the sky, and their jaws almost fell to the ground. The city guards, who have been tossed by the living dead in recent days, have now seen a giant dragon again, and this still makes people not live?

Alsace sensitively smelled the strange sweet smell of toast wafting in the breeze, and the mixture of this aroma and the smell of gunpowder was very unpleasant.

Kisara landed at the gates, and Arthas jumped with Gianna in tow.

"Don't shoot!" Arthas shouted, "I am the Prince of Arthas!" What's going on here? Why are you all holding weapons? ”

The people put down their guns, obviously surprised that their prince was actually standing in front of them, and he had come in a dragon, and for a moment let go of the infinite admiration for the prince in his heart, a captain-like man replied cautiously.

"Your Highness, you won't believe what's going on here."

"Tell me about it," Alsace said.

After some conversation, I was not surprised to hear this information - the dead got up and attacked the living. What surprised him was the phrase "massive army".

Glancing at Gianna and Kisara, who had just regained her human form, Arthas's eyes were filled with anxiety. And no matter how you look at this scene, it looks like a ginseng winner. It's a pity that the city guard here is not an FFF regiment, and now is not the time to open a barbecue pie.

"Your Highness," shouted one of the scouts, running in, "the army—the army is coming this way!" ”

"Damn," Arthas scolded. This squad of humans and dwarves can only handle skirmishes, not a whole damn army of that thing. He made a decision. "Gianna, I'm here to protect the village. As soon as you can, go to Lord Uther and tell him what has happened. ”

"But—"

"Go, Gianna! Pressed for time! ”

She nodded. The Holy Light blesses her and her cool head. He gave Gianna a grateful smile before she stepped through the portal and vanished.

"Miss Kisara," Alsace glanced at the limited number of City Guards, "I know it's abrupt and unreasonable, but I beg for your help." ”

"That's fine, but ......," Kisara said, but Kisara's tone made Arthas turn around immediately, "You maybe...... Should check this out. ”

Arthas looked at where her finger had been, his heart tightening. Empty crates...... It bears the sigil of Andohal......

Perhaps misunderstood, Arthas clung to a glimmer of hope and asked in a trembling voice

"What's in the box?"

A fireplace valley man looked at him in bewilderment.

"Just some millet from Andorhar. Don't worry, sir. It has been distributed to the villagers. We had enough bread to eat. ”

It was the smell - not your usual toast aroma, a little too tasty, a little too sweet - that Alsace understood. He was dizzy, and the cruelty of reality and the boundless fear almost knocked him out. The grain has been divided...... And suddenly an army of zombies appeared......

"Oh, no—"

His voice was almost inaudible. Under the gaze of the crowd, he tried to speak again, but his voice was still shaking. This time, not out of fear, but out of rage.

The purpose of this plague was not just to kill his people. No, no, more vicious than that, more twisted than that. It's going to turn them into --

Before he could finish his thoughts, the man who had just answered the box question bowed lowly, and some of the others did the same. An eerie green light illuminated their bodies, pulsating stronger and stronger.

"Zombie ...... Maybe I could—" Kisara burst out of white light, and the silver-blue ones flew behind her, forming what looked like a pair of wings, "The dragon flapped its wings—"

Under a violent fluctuation, the original demonic energy was dispelled. These men and the city guards were restored to their original appearance. It's really dangerous, and the allies who almost joined just now become enemies. But some of them are dead......

Before the shocked prince could speak, the blight lurking in the grain began to play its show.

The eyes of the dead were opened. Arthas sat down on the ground.

That is why Kel'thugad was able to create an army in such a short time.

The mad laughter echoed in his ears - Kel'thugad, even if he was dead, was still laughing and flaunting. Arthas wondered if he was being mad by what he had witnessed. Then the zombies began to crawl up, and their movements woke him up like lightning, and his tongue came alive.

"Self-defense!"

Arthas roared, swinging his hammer before the zombie could stand up. But the others moved faster, and they stood up and aimed the weapons they had used to defend him at him. His only advantage is that zombies are not good at using weapons, and most of their attacks are off target. At the same time, most of the survivors were caught in the chaos of being attacked by their original companions. Alsace managed to stabilize the situation, and the sound of crying and wailing could be heard everywhere.

"Arthas, my ability can restore the carrier, but it cannot save the already infected"

"Well done, Kisara," Arthas thanked Kisara gratefully, "now we need to regroup, and I think it won't be long before my troops and Uther's reinforcements arrive"

……………… A certain snake ..................

To be honest, I saw that some book friends said that it was best for Warcraft to write more space.

But at the moment, there are really some objective conditions that don't allow it.

First of all, Lao Yu is not a Warcraft player, he has just played the battle of Warcraft. I don't know much about the plot of Warcraft.,If you write too much, you're afraid that the party will give us a little trouble.。

Second, the old decay is now obsessed with keeping the undead scourge and the Burning Legion from appearing. Anyway, if it doesn't appear, it will definitely be over in a few chapters.

In view of the suggestion that a Warcraft without a natural disaster is still a Warcraft.

I think so, too, but how do I write next?

A question that I have to repeat many times. These books that are now decaying are simply calculated according to the amount of setting materials and materials required. The order is as follows-

"Home Travel", "Infinite Academy", "Legend of the Great Universe Galaxy", "Satian of the School City", "Narrative Poems of Blue Eyes".

Qingyan is the back, and it is also the least outlined, and it is written wherever it comes to mind. There was no planning at all. That's why the old man wondered why this book did so well.

Back to business.

Now is it for Arthas to go down the path of the Death Knight, and if not, who will pull up the Frost Grief.

It is hoped that someone who knows the history and characters of Warcraft will come up with a personal choice, explaining the reason and the details of the person. Otherwise...... The Warcraft chapter strangled the natural disasters and demons at the beginning, and then ended quickly. According to the game campaign, it is the end of the Terran campaign. The Frozen Throne or something is all wood......

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