In the early morning, the sun rose in Andorhar, and the corpses and bloodstains everywhere had been swept away, and there was no trace of battle here except for a little bloody breath. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Arthas stood in front of his tent, his gaze glazed over; Just now, he counted the subordinates who participated, and there were less than two hundred people who survived and were not seriously injured.

In other words, most of the soldiers he brought with him this time will be buried here; They were all young, many of them were on the battlefield at one time, and perhaps there were young girls in their homeland who were longing for them to return, but now it was all over......

Arthas wiped tears from his eyes, and he swore that these warriors of Lordaeron would not die in vain!

"Your Highness, go back to the tent and rest!" Farrick came up behind the prince and whispered.

Arthas saw that his eyes were red, as if he had just cried, and he knew what was the reason, it was because of Marvien......

It has been ten years since Farick and Marvien have been by Arthas's side since they were ten years old. In Arthas's eyes, they were the best of his subordinates, the most loyal of his attendants, and the closest brothers...... Just a few hours earlier, however, Marvion had died, under the flesh bombs of the meat grinder, and it was Arthas himself who had burned his body to ashes with torches......

Anger and sadness gripped the prince, and he clenched the hammer in his hand.

"It's okay, Marvion, I'll inspect the camp again, you can rest first!" Arthas barely smiled.

"Your Highness, I'll accompany you ......"

"No need, I want to be alone!"

……

The camp was quiet, except for a few scouts who were in charge of patrolling, most of them had fallen into a deep sleep, and the fierce battle just now had consumed too much of their physical strength.

Arthas didn't bother them, he deliberately slowed his steps.

Then when he saw a white figure in front of him, he was a little surprised: "Mr. Mills, are you still here?" ”

Jon Mills smiled and nodded, "Yes, Your Highness!" ”

The two of them looked at each other face to face, and Arthas suddenly patted Jon on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go out for a walk, don't disturb their rest!" ”

The prince and the priest walked out of the camp side by side, and the whole town of Andoral was almost in ruins, and they walked together on this ruin.

"I must admit it!" "When I first saw you, I didn't feel good about you! ”

"I can feel it, Your Highness!"

"But through these few days of contact, I know that I was wrong, Jon, please accept my apology!" Arthas's face was sincere.

Jon was a little surprised, he didn't know how to answer.

"In her letters, Gianna had a high opinion of you, saying that you are a brave and wise man...... "I used to disagree with this, and today I have to admit that she is right! ”

"Your Highness, you have overestimated me!" Jon said quickly.

"No, no!" Arthas shook his head: "If you hadn't discovered the secrets of those contaminated foods, and if you hadn't told us that necromancers could resurrect our dead compatriots, I can't imagine how far last night's battle would have go...... In fact, you've guessed the conspiracy of the necromancer named Les-Frostwhisper, and with a bit of luck we could even avoid this catastrophe! Jon, I am amazed by your wisdom! ”

"Your Highness...... a wry smile appeared on Jon's lips.

"And your courage!" Arthas continued: "I thought that after such a bloody battle, you would definitely choose to leave, but I didn't expect you to be afraid at all......"

"I just have one more important thing to do!" Jon whispered.

Arthas didn't hear Jon's whisper: "Jon, when you go to Stratholme in the evening, you go to Farek's side and join them, I guess Marganis won't be captured, there must be a fierce battle then......"

Jon understood what Arthas meant, he knew that he didn't have much personal combat power as a priest, so he let his guards protect him...... Jon couldn't help but be moved.

Clearing his throat, he was ready to make a final effort, and he said seriously: "Your Highness, have you ever thought that Stratholme would have a problem? ”

"Questions?" Alsace was surprised.

"Yes!" Jon tried to make his tone sound as believable as possible, "It's just suspicion, but that Marganis is acting so strangely, he seems to be ...... It seems to be deliberately provoking us! ”

"Provoked?" Arthas fell into deep thought.

"With such a large army of the undead, he could have attacked other towns to augment his army, so why fight us so hard...... And after the arrival of our reinforcements, he did not hide his whereabouts at all, but deliberately showed us, as if to lure us into pursuing him! ”

"So I have a bad feeling that what awaits us in Stratholme is a trap, and that Malganis may lead us to hell!" Jon almost couldn't resist telling Arthas about Stratholme's future, but he knew that that would not only not make Arthas believe in him, but would also make him think he was crazy.

Arthas sighed softly, "Jon, I know what you mean, it's just that I can't back down!" ”

"Your Highness......"

"I am a prince, a prince of Lordaeron, and a future king!" Arthas said slowly: "My duty is to protect my people, so I can't choose to back down at any time......"

"Malganis has killed so many of my people, and as long as he exists in this world, he will be an intolerable scourge! Also, Marvion died at his hands, and countless brave warriors who died because of it, and I can't let their sacrifice be in vain! ”

"Jon, it's not that I don't believe your words, I just don't have a choice!"

"Even if he is trying to lead us to Hell, I am willing to fall into Hell and die with him!" Arthas said categorically.

Jon sighed, he knew he couldn't convince the prince in front of him anymore.

Arthas then smiled and comforted Jon, saying, "Don't forget, we have half a Silver Hand Knights behind us, and even if there is any conspiracy, it is meaningless in the face of the power of the Light!" ”