Half a day later, Marshal Garissus camped.

Marshal Garrissus led the team to welcome Varian's arrival, as the largest remaining warlord of the Lordaeron Kingdom, he has been appointed as the supreme commander of the Alliance's Northern Alliance, but although Marshal Garithar is nominally lower than Varian in the Alliance, Varian can't command him, because at this time, the main force of the Northern Alliance is the remnants of Lordaeron's army, and the dwarven soldiers sent by Ironforge in response to Marshal Garethus's request for help, and the Stormwind Kingdom only provides material assistance.

However, Varian did not come to Marshal Garisus to interfere in the war, his mind was now on the matter of Sdomka and the engagement in a little more than a month, and the reason why he was willing to bring troops to Marshal Garisus was out of courtesy, and on the other hand, he needed to convey a message by the way.

After hearing the news brought by Varian, Marshal Garissus became furious: "Those elves can't come? This is a complete betrayal, and I know that other inferior races can't be trusted! ”

Varian pointed out the mistake between the other party's words: "Marshal, the races that our alliance is joined by are equal, and solving the problem of demon addiction is related to the survival of their race, and we can't stop it. ”

"Your Majesty Wrynn, other races are fine, but the elves have no sincerity at all, whether it is the orc war more than ten years ago or this war, blindly ask for it without knowing what to give, I propose to completely expel them in the next alliance meeting."

"Marshal, I have met the new leader of the Blood Elves, Kael'thas, according to my feeling, he acts completely differently from Anastarian, we should give them a little more time, and observe what the Blood Elves under the leadership of Kael'thas will be, and this time the Blood Elves are not without merit, thanks to them, we will soon have a powerful ally."

"Alright, Your Majesty Wrynn, put aside the matter of those long-eared elves for now." Gallisus said with some reluctance, "If you can send some more reinforcements, our losses in the past few days are not small." ”

Varian hesitated for a moment, but after remembering the full help of Terenus back then, he still made a decision: "Marshal, the Seventh Legion I have at hand is being reorganized, and three battalions can be transferred north after a while, most of them are Lordaerons. ”

"Our Lordaeron boys?" Garisus laughed, "Hahaha, great, thank you so much for your generous assistance, Your Majesty Urynn. ”

Gallishers had no reason to be upset, he had already heard the meaning of Varian's words, with his prestige in Lordaeron, that part of the trained Lordaeron soldiers was actually equivalent to giving it directly to him, and it was undoubtedly a great gift to him, you must know that Gallishers has always been xenophobic, and he likes human soldiers the most, especially Lordaeron soldiers, these soldiers also support him the most, and will become his real descendants.

If he succeeds in recovering the royal city of Lordaeron, he will be able to obtain the position of Grand Duke with the support of these Lordaeron soldiers, and even when the royal family of Minethil is extinct, it is not impossible for him to get his hands on the crown of the kingdom of Lordaeron.

Thinking of this, Garissus had long been dismissive of the blood elves who had not arrived, a small group of long-eared elves, how could the Lordaeron soldiers who were about to arrive in a while be useful.

That night, Galissus, who was in a good mood, gave King Varian, Claudia, and Gianna a warm welcome, and gave Claudia some gifts in the name of congratulating the engagement.

When the dinner was over, Claudia read the book in Gianna's room, intending to go to Varian's for a while, when she heard the dwarves' characteristic loud voice complaining about Marshal Garithars:

"King Varian, this marshal is too inauthentic, beating and scolding us dwarves everywhere, treating us like a bunch of fools."

"That's it, since we came to fight in the north, we haven't received even a single copper plate of military salary, and we don't even have money for drinking!"

"We came to the north to fight for him because we regarded humans as friends, but what he did was chilling to us."

……

It was a long time before the indignant dwarves left Varian's quarters, and when Claudia walked in, Varian was looking tired with his head bowed and rubbing his brow with his hands.

Claudia hugged him from behind and whispered, "Varian, you seem tired. ”

Varian took Claudia's hand and replied, "It's just a slight headache, Gallisus is a little too narrow-minded, but fortunately, most of the dwarves are generous and loyal, so they can complain at most, and I'm afraid that the soldiers of other races would have mutinied a long time ago." ”

"What then?"

"It's impossible to change people, and Garithar also has a certain level of command and combat, but he has to find an excuse to separate the supply between humans and dwarves when he comes to transport supplies and military salaries in the future."

"Well, if only this marshal could be as broad-minded as you, Your Majesty." Claudia smiled and flattered Varian.

Varian laughed, "Regardless of this marshal, tomorrow we will leave for the north, and the most important thing is to return to Stormwind City as soon as possible to deal with our marriage." ”

"Hmm." Claudia nodded obediently, expectantly.

……

In a secret location in the Tirisfal glade, three Dreadlords are gathering for a special guest.

Their wait didn't last long, as footsteps rang out, and Jaime in black armor appeared in front of them.

Banazal nodded in satisfaction: "Death Lord Jenn, you really didn't disappoint us. ”

Jaime said coldly, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell the king?" ”

"Hahaha," Varimatus laughed, "Jenn, we've been aware of your little moves for a long time, and I'm afraid you're the one we most desperate for Arthas and the Lich King to die, and now the time for revenge you've been waiting for has come." ”

Desailok echoed: "The Lich King is losing his power, and Arthas's power is linked to the Lich King, and they are also in decline, and they can no longer control the Scourge at this time. ”

"So, you chose me."

"Yes, Kel'thugad is loyal, and it is almost impossible to betray him, but you ...... it. ”

The soul fire in Jaime's eyes fluctuated violently: "You're right, I haven't forgotten what he did to me, he made me lose everything I once had, and now revenge is the only thing left for me." ”

"That's exactly why we need you, Jenn, and we have a brilliant plan...... ”

After some time, Jaime mounted his skeleton steed and turned away, and the three Dreadlords began to discuss it again.

Banazal: I don't trust him, he and his Death Knights still have their hearts set on their race. ”

Valimas: Don't be too picky, his power is very strong, and he hates the Lich King equally, and that's enough to carry out our plan. ”

Deselock: "I agree with Varimathas, and I don't think he or the other Death Knights will betray us, knowing that neither humans nor elves will accept them as resurrected again." ”

Banazar finally closed the coffin and concluded: "In this case, the plan went ahead as scheduled." ”

The next morning, at the palace of Lordaeron, Arthas was discussing his journey north with Kel'thugad.

Kel'thugad: "You mean that you feel that your power is draining, my king?" ”

Arthas nodded: "That's right, I can't control my troops now, and if I don't go north as soon as possible, everything will be over." ”

Kel'thugad respectfully said, "Your Majesty, I have prepared for you, and the fleet is waiting to depart in the western harbor. ”

Alsace was very satisfied: "That's good, when I'm not there, the country will be handed over to you." ”

At this moment, the teleportation technique flashed, and the three Dreadlord appeared at the door, and Desailok sneered, "I'm really sorry, King Arthas, I'm afraid you won't be able to go anywhere." ”

As the words fell, a gesture flashed from Desailok, and a large number of undead rushed out from behind him......

An hour later, Arthas escaped from Lordaeron after several waves of fighting, and the three Dreadlords seized control of a large part of the Scourge army.

In a wood, Arthas stopped advancing, looked at the figure that appeared in front of him, and sneered: "Jenn, my Great Lord of Death, I didn't expect even you to betray me." ”

Jaime said in a deep voice, "This is the end, Arthas, you need to pay for the death of my family, my brothers, and my people!" ”

Arthas smiled even more: "Don't be sad, Count Sean, you have to put down your baggage and look forward, after all, you have gained unlimited time and so much fun left for you to enjoy." Oh wait...... It seems that there is nothing left, and even the little fiancée you cherish has become someone else's plaything. ”

"You're right, Arthas," Jaime wasn't enraged, but his face grew sad, he slowly drew his rune sword and walked towards Arthas, one rune after another lit up on the sword, "You've taken everything I hold dear, and now all I'm left with is vengeful fury." ”

"Ha," Arthas sneered, and also pulled out the Frost Sorrow to meet him, surrounded by a miserable white skeletal phantory, and sneered, "I suppose you are a little unconscious from the rage, Count Sean, and you want to use the power I have taught you to rebel against me?" It's time for Frost Sorrow to feast on it again! ”

"My greatest reliance has never been the power of frost death!"

Jaime said coldly, and then he struck Arthas with his sword in both hands and his legs like arrows from the string.