Chapter Seventy-Two: Old Hatred

For Abdul-Jabbar of the Frostwolf Clan, he has lost everything now!

He lost his leader, lost his friends, lost his compatriots, and even lost his life......

As a self-conscious undead (Death Knight), Abdul-Jabbar, disguised as a High Elf, walks aimlessly on the shores of Lake Daron Mill, and he can't see his future clearly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It wasn't until in the mouths of a group of human refugees that Jabbar heard a familiar name.

Arthas-Minehir, the prince of the men, the coward who killed the Great Chief of the Hammer of Destruction, the group of human refugees say, he is in Andohar!

Abdul-Jabbar suddenly realizes that there is one thing he still has to lose, and that is hatred!

Hatred didn't blind Abdul-Jabbar's eyes, and after the blood stopped flowing through his veins, he became extremely calm.

Jabbar calmly inquired about the location of Andohal to the refugees, and as an elegant High Elf, although he stuttered a little and dressed strangely, he did not arouse the refugees' suspicions.

After successfully getting the location of Andohar from the refugees, Jabbar rushed to that side.

Traces of war can be seen everywhere along the way, and Abdul-Jabbar was a little puzzled at first, but after inquiring he learned that these were left behind by the undead.

Probably the accomplices of the monsters in the horrible basement, Abdul-Jabbar had some schadenfreude in his heart, those monsters and these humans had a deep hatred for him, and he wished that the fight between them would be more intense, and it would be better to die together!

It's a pity that the tribe and the big chief are no longer there! If the High Chief is still alive, he may be able to lead the group between the undead and the Alliance battles, helping the Horde find a glimmer of survival...... It's a pity that it's just if.

Walking through wheat fields after wheat fields, Abdul-Jabbar finally saw the human town.

Abdul-Jabbar didn't know what it used to look like, but the situation now only shocked him.

Because it was a ruin, and the ruins that burned through the flames filled the air with the smell of blood at the same time.

Jabbar couldn't help but think of what the disgusting monsters had been doing every day in the dark basement before, and he couldn't help but frown, even though they were humans.

Jabbar did not walk into Andohar, instead he kept a certain distance, because he could feel that there were a large number of Union troops stationed there.

This is very understandable, the prince of a huge kingdom naturally has a large number of guards around him. Although the new body gave Jabbar great strength, it did not give him the blind confidence to stand up to the entire Alliance army on his own. What's more, since that Arthas-Minehir can kill the Great Chief in battle, I'm afraid that his own combat power is not weak at all.

After a few laps around Andorhar, and carefully avoiding the Alliance's scouts, Jabbar found a mountain. The mountain is not very high, but you can clearly observe the whole of Andohar from it.

Jabbar finally made the decision to hide on top of this mountain and observe the situation in Andohar.

He's waiting for an opportunity, even if it's extremely slim!

……

Jon and Arthas talk a lot about the ruins of the town, and they actually have a lot in common as peers.

"Jon, if we had seen you sooner, maybe we would have been friends long ago!" Alsace sighed with emotion.

"Friend......" Jon said in a small voice.

At this moment, a tall war horse galloped to Arthas's side and began to rub his head against his body.

"Invincible told me he's hungry!" Arthas laughed and said, "Jon may be missing me, I'll have to take him to eat, he doesn't eat anything but fresh grass!" ”

"Let's go together, Your Highness!"

Arthas led his horse, Jon followed him, and they began to talk a lot again.

For example, Jon talks about his previous encounter with orcs in the Tirisphahl, omitting some of the episodes.

"Gianna......" When Arthas heard the name, a trace of sadness suddenly flashed between his brows.

"Gianna is my fiancée!" Arthas said honestly.

"Fiancée?" Jon was a little surprised.

"yes!" Arthas nodded: "My father and Admiral Proudmore talked about it when we were very young, and both of us knew it, but it was never announced to the public......

Jon nodded.

"Alas, Jon, I actually envy you and Miss Abydis, your relationship is always so good!" Arthas sighed: "Gianna and I had a bit of a conflict not long ago, when I had just killed the big chief of the tribe and was a little proud, Gianna was very seriously injured at that time, I didn't care about her, and she was angry with me for a long time......"

"It'll be fine, Your Highness......" Jon advised.

"Yes! When the war is over, I will go to Dalaran again, and perhaps Gianna will forgive me then......" Arthas muttered.

Invincible suddenly broke free from Arthas's grasp and ran towards a hill in front of him.

"Invincible!" Arthas hurriedly chased after him, and Jon followed.

The hill was not high, and it was easy to run up the mountain, and they saw Invincible eating grass happily over there.

"How does it know that the grass here is the most delicious!" Arthas said helplessly.

"It's smart!" Jon exclaimed, "Look, Your Highness, this mountain is beautiful! ”

As Jon said, it is a beautiful mountain with beautiful flowers blooming everywhere and the scenery is elegant; And when you look down, you can see the entire area around Andohal.

"I'll take a look!" Arthas took out a map from his pocket and examined it carefully: "To the south of Andorhar, this place is called Regret Ridge, what a strange name, but the scenery is really good!" ”

"Remorse Ridge?" Jon frowned suddenly.

He remembered the name, which was where Uther's tomb was located.

During the Third Great War, Paladin Uther, the Lightbringer, was eventually killed here by the Death Knight Arthas in order to protect the ashes of King Terenus.

Eventually, the great paladin was laid to rest here.

Maybe it's fate?