The warriors of both sides ended the bloody conflict at the behest of their leaders, and they confronted each other at the gates of the royal city of Lordaeron.

Terenus Minehir, King of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

Uther, the leader of the Silver Hand, the Lightbringer, asked the Warsong Clan to surrender their king and everything they had plundered in the capital.

And the reply that Grommash gave him was, of course, a battle cry roar and a bloody roar of tomahawks.

Speaking from the bottom of his heart, Izzy was not prepared to accede to the other party's request, on the one hand, he learned that old Terenus had not been captured by Gromash at all.

On the other hand, Izzy had already taken the looted goods as their wages, and he didn't care what the plundered people thought, because in fact, without this tribal rivalry, Lordaeron would have been a paradise for the undead.

As soon as Izzy thought of this, Lothar and a paladin with gray temples stepped out of the cavalry formation, and he and Gromash met him.

Without waiting for the two of them to speak, Izzy said: "Terenus was not captured by us, the Cult of the Cursed God took him away in advance, you don't have to doubt, if he is in my hands now, I will directly take him hostage and let you stay out of my way." ”

Lothar listened to Izzy's words and stared into Izzy's eyes, while the paladin looked disdainful.

"Although your statement is offensive, I am sure that you are telling the truth. ”

Lothar said, and Izzy nodded, "Then get out of the way, you have what you have to do, and our tribe doesn't have time to waste it in this realm." ”

Uther, the Lightbringer, immediately said categorically, "No, the property plundered by your orcs must be returned to our people at once. ”

Izzy grinned and sneered: "I can't fulfill your request, no matter what way, our tribe has solved the problem of the undead for you, and those outposts on the coast of wealth and whispers are the reward we deserve, you can disagree, but if you want to get it back, you can only rely on force, and we welcome you to try it at any time." ”

Uther's face turned pale, and Lothar spoke, "Listen to what you mean, the tribe seems to have some new plans?"

"Yes, I have conclusive intelligence that the culprit is in Northrend, on the northern continent, and that we are preparing to launch an expedition against us. ”

After Izzy finished speaking, he covered his left chest with a hideous face, and the others thought it was because of hatred, but in fact it was just because Izzy said something that he shouldn't have said, triggering the mysterious prohibition.

After a while, Izzy's expression softened, and he stared at Lothar and said, "Well, don't waste any more time, unless you want to find out that old fellow of Tyrenus that next time you see him, he's become your enemy!"

Uther's face was unwilling, while Lothar glanced at Izzy thoughtfully: "The whole army retreats, immediately carry out a search and rescue, and find our king!"

Lothar and Uther departed with their warriors, and Gromash suddenly stood beside Izzy and spoke with an unkind face:

"You've changed, Izzy, if you were in Draenor, you'd have let us kill these aggressive weaklings. ”

Izzy looked at Gromash with a blank face, and spoke:

"These humans are not ogres, they don't have the strength of ogres, but they have a tenacious will that far exceeds that of ogres, and Chief Warsong can't even see this. ”

Grommash seemed to remember something, but shook his head again and snorted, and Izzy frowned, he didn't really care what Gromash thought now, because he was thinking about something that was more irritating to him.

Originally, Kel'thugad was dead, and Arthas would not have fallen, so Izzy took it for granted that he no longer had to worry about the threat of the undead, but as fate would have it, now Arthas's father had a problem.

Izzy began to imagine what would happen to the kingdom if Terenus, the king of Lordaeron, became a lackey of the Scourge of the Dead.

As soon as this thought appeared in Izzy's mind, Izzy suddenly had a thought, or premonition, that he had to destroy this kingdom as soon as possible.

The kings of the Middle Ages were unreasonable, the common people felt that their blood was inherently superior, and the knights and soldiers also had a rather blind obedience to the king's decisions.

Of course, the situation also varies from person to person, but Izzy is certain that if Terenus is really in the camp of the undead Scourge, then the kingdom of Lordaeron will really be finished.

The birth of the undead natural disaster will only be more ferocious than that of the official history of Warcraft.

Terrible thoughts lingered in Izzy's mind, and he wondered if he was going to burn the kingdom to the ground before the disaster struck.

"Wait, what the hell am I thinking. ”

It's dawning on Izzy that he has the same idea as Sargeras and Arthas, who slaughtered the city.

Izzy shook his head, he would never kill innocents indiscriminately for the sake of something that didn't happen, and he was optimistic, even if this country became a paradise for the undead.

When the Tribal Expeditionary Force has taken out the Lich King of Northrend, the army of the undead who have lost their head is not worth mentioning at all, and besides, with Lothar, even if Tyrenus becomes an undead, he should not be able to do whatever he wants.

Izzy relented and led his warriors back to the outpost, and the war finally ended, but what Izzy didn't know was that the information he revealed in his words would later turn the evil forces in the shadows into ants on a hot pot.

The angry roar of the "Waste !!" resounded in the lord's chamber of Stratholme, and the noble lord Baron Rivendell hung his head and trembled.

"How could Kel'thugad die out like this? He said that you were a trustworthy friend and brought you into my command, but what did you do for him?"

"Master, I originally wanted the Knights of the Silver Hand to disrupt the Horde's offensive and kill all the orc warriors who traveled with them, so as to intensify the conflict between the Alliance and the Horde, but the presence of Sir Lothar has prevented me from successfully carrying out my plan, and the visions from the ghost sentinels have also proved that the death of K'l'Ultude was the work of Sir Lothar and the Grand Chief of the Horde. ”

"Shut up, you excuse-making waste!" The Lich King vented his thunderous rage in the Dark Mirror, losing Kel'thugad's handy pawn, and his plans were almost completely reversed.

"Master, please calm your anger, my subordinates have the latest information on the movements of the tribe, the great chief of the tribe is preparing to go north to Northrend, your situation is very dangerous!"

"What?!!" The voice in the Dark Mirror rose a few more decibels, and the Lich King was just about to get angry, but suddenly calmed down and said, "How did you get this information?"

"Adjutant of the Commander of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the Paladin's family is in my hands, and this information is true from his own ears in front of the royal city of Lordaeron. ”

"Whew!" the man in the Dark Mirror seemed to let out a cloudy breath.

"Well, I see, Kel'thugad is gone, but luckily he has left a trustworthy descendant, come in. ”

Baron Rivendell was a little puzzled when he heard this, he looked back at the empty chamber, and suddenly saw a dark portal suddenly open, and in the portal, a familiar person walked into the baron's sight.

Baron Rivendell didn't recognize the man at first, but his memories of his youth were quickly awakened, and he blurted out in an exclamation: "Your Majesty Terenus!!"

A smug question came from the Dark Mirror, "King Terenus, how does this new body feel?"

"I feel like I've been given a new lease of life, master. ”

"Very well, the unfinished business of Kel'thugad will be completed by you, and I promise him eternal life, and to you, I promise you an eternal kingdom!

"Thank you for your generosity, host. ”