"Kergasud, your plan sounds so perfect, but the action disappoints me time and time again. Ares and his Northern Expeditionary Army have reached the Temple of Dragon's Sleep. Tell me, what else do you do? Do I have to fight myself to sweep these reptiles off my turf? ”

Icecrown Fortress, where the Lich King sits like a giant on a throne in the Hall of Reflections. The hall was built in the style of the Royal Palace of Lordaeron. Aside from a darker tone and colder stones, it's almost the same as Lordaeron's Palace. Even his guards had served in the palace of Lordaeron. They were the elite warriors of Terenus, the men of the once-astonished Prince of Arthas, and now they are all servants of the Lich King......

The Lich King sat in the center of the Hall, interrogating Kergassud like a king would do to his courtiers. Yes, here he is the king, Kergasud is his courtier, and those ugly zombies and crypt demons are his people......

"King of Alsace......"

Kergassud called softly. Just as he had been to the prince in the past.

"I have an idea, believe me, my great king......"

Kergassud's hollow body floated in the air, and a faint sound came from his closed mouth. It was a plea, a plea for the Lich King to give him another chance. Although he knew that for his contribution to the Scourge Legion, the Lich King would not execute him. But he still wants to serve the Lich King as he once did. Just as years ago, he went to the North Pole alone, prostrate at the knees of the great "Lord".

"The Plague of Lordaeron has failed, but it has not been without effect, and the relationship between the Alliance and the Horde has broken down. They can no longer be as united as they once were. Now, the two sides are acting on their own, and my plan is to take advantage of the extreme climate in Northrend to wipe them out. ”

Seeing that the Lich King was silent, Kergassud stubbornly continued.

The atmosphere here made him feel a little uncomfortable, and lately, Arthas, the Lich King, seemed to have something in his pipeline. He suspended Frost Grief in the hall, the deadliest weapon of all in such a prominent position...... Kergassud didn't understand, but he didn't need to understand that the Lich King was his lord and his king. All he has to do is worship and loyalty.

"The farther north you go, the colder it gets, and humans and elves can't withstand the cold, wind and snow......"

Kergassud said.

"No matter what your plans are, this is your last chance. I'll have Sindragossa and Anubarak assist you. Kill Ares, I want the most powerful paladin. ”

The Lich King's whispers were silent, but pierced through everything and reached Kergassud's soul. Yes, Kergassud has long since become an undead, and the Lich King, can talk to all the undead.

……

Cold and weak, the Lordaeron Expeditionary Force has been unable to secure supplies since setting foot in the Dragonbone Wilderness. The real route has not yet been opened, and all supplies can only be transported by land, from the Howling Windsfjord, and the cost can be imagined. As a result, with each step forward, there are fewer logistical supplies. The expeditionary force was in a dilemma.

Moving on, they are approaching the Lich King's lair, Icecrown. But it is likely that he collapsed before he could reach it. It's a shame to give up. They have come a long way, winning battles, and since setting foot on the continent of Northrend, Ares has led them to a series of victories, including even a single defeat. The warriors were unwilling, Sylvanas was unwilling, Jean was unwilling, and Ares was even more unwilling.

Ares knows that the Dragonbone Wilds aren't really nothing. In this inhospitable land, there are still some residents, some local human fishermen. It's just that where they are, Ares doesn't know. The unfinished map lacked a little in the east and a piece in the west, so it couldn't be used at all. And the information in the game is far from here. The big continents have basically not changed, but when you get to the specific areas, you can't find them. It's so vast that even the fastest griffon can take days to complete.

The cold wind of the early morning made Ares shiver. Coming out of the tent, he rubbed his hands together and warmed himself by the fire. The soldiers gathered in twos and threes, their expressions tired and tired. There must be a feeling of homesickness, they have been away from home for more than half a year. Normal people will start to feel homesick after two months away from their hometown, not to mention that these fighters have been away from home for half a year, and every once in a while, a skirmish will start. Exhaustion is written on everyone's face. It felt like Arthas, Prince of Lordaeron, leading the kingdom's army to Northrend. And now, Ares is in a worse situation than Alsace was in that time. The paladin spirit pushed him not to do the same thing as Arthas, yes, the warriors were homesick, and he could not burn the ship...... You can't fight to the death of a soldier like Arthas.

Battles in reality are always so troublesome and difficult. Ares didn't even know if Lordaeron's financial resources would be able to sustain the expedition to the end. He suddenly remembered Gianna...... Yes, it was the richest human nation in all of Azeroth, Theramore. This Theramore is no longer the only land of projectiles in the Warcraft story, but under Gianna's careful management, it has now become an independent kingdom, consisting of a seaport city, and is the richest place in the whole of Kalimdor. even monopolized the goblin business in Garkison. In terms of financial resources alone, Theramore is even richer than the Kingdom of Stormwind. It's just that the Storm Kingdom is large in size and has a large population, so it is still the boss of the alliance.

Gianna if in ...... Alas, forget it, Ares sighed softly. The past is in the past after all, and I can't expect to get help through a woman.

Sylvanas wasn't far away, polishing her weapon. Ares was in a trance, and after many years, Sylvanas didn't seem to have changed at all. Her face, her voice, her body, seemed to stay forever at that best age. Quel'Salas seems to be the same as it used to be. The Eternal Song Forest still seems to be the warm golden forest it used to be.

Just as Ares was engrossed, the guard's report interrupted his thoughts.

"Great Lord, I found it! We found the indigenous people here! ”

The captain of the reconnaissance team said excitedly......