The cold sea breeze made people's faces ache, and even wearing heavy clothing could not resist the abominable cold, but now, many people's faces showed joy, because they were finally going home, and for these days, they dutifully did their duty, and were stationed here according to the king's orders, and sent soldiers to patrol everywhere every day to guard against all possible enemies, this hellish place was icy and snowy, and there was nothing but some huge bones, and spider-men and some undead trolls kept sneaking up on them, The people have been miserable, and now, thanks to the merits of their heroic prince, they can finally get rid of this hellish place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the Dragonbone Wilderness, where the Lordaeron Scouts have built a rudimentary harbor tasked with keeping an eye on Northrend and sending the news back to their country if they spot a large army in action, so that the king can be prepared in advance.

Franklin was the commander of this reconnaissance team, unlike other generals, his ancestors were not nobles, he was just a farmer's son, but he was infinitely powerful since he was a child, and he could fight ten of his peers with his head scurry, so he was taken by the local sheriff, who was old and childless, so he treated him as a son, taught him chivalry, and trained him and taught him tactics, which benefited him a lot, and later, Franklin, who was brainwashed by chivalry, ignored the opposition of his family, Resolutely joined the kingdom's army, with excellent combat skills and combat awareness, he repeatedly performed miraculous feats, and soon became a middle-level general who could take charge of himself with his outstanding military exploits.

At this time, Franklin stood on the coast, watching his subordinates busy packing up their salutes, everyone's mood was very cheerful, but Franklin felt very weird, as a veteran who had fought for many years, the current Franklin was no longer the muscular stunned young man he was back then, he now prefers to use his brain to think about things, and has become a calmer general, it is precisely because of this that this reconnaissance task will fall on his head, and now, the hero prince has solved the great enemy that plagues the kingdom, It was a joyous thing, but Franklin felt that something was very wrong, he felt that the guy who could be killed with the prince and a group of troll mercenaries could really be the culprit that plagued the entire eastern part of the kingdom?

He always felt that this might be the king's hype, and that someone else might be the culprit, after all, Arthas was too young, and if the king wanted Arthas to succeed to the throne, it would not be surprising to do such a prestige thing, as a veteran who had been in the army for more than ten years, Franklin was no stranger to stealing war exploits.

Shaking his head, Franklin decided not to think about this nonsense, whether the king was really giving the prince prestige or not, it had nothing to do with him, he was just the captain of the big head under his command.

So Franklin walked back and saw that the tent was almost cleaned, and Franklin knew that they would soon be home, which made him feel equally cheerful.

As he passed by the cook's camp, he didn't notice an interesting sound, which was the grumbling of the army chef.

This big-bellied soldier has a very high skill, all the soldiers like to eat his cooking, and the big-bellied himself is very proud of it, but today he is very unhappy, because the picky prince did not eat the food he made twice, the first time was last night, when the prince returned to the camp, he prepared delicious cheese and honey bread covered with cream, this is the best food in the whole camp, it was originally the private collection of the big belly, he planned to keep it for himself, but since the prince came, He decided to curry favor with the prince, but when he went to get his plate in the morning, he found that the prince had not moved, and that the delicious cheese and bread had been frozen into lumps of ice.

Thinking that the prince's taste was too picky, the big belly felt that he was indeed qualified to be picky as a royal family, so he planned to be angry at noon, and frightened the prince with his cooking skills, he found someone to hunt a fat snow deer, and made a barbecue feast with the best meat, with his ancestral delicate sauce, and the hungry pile of soldiers drooled all over the ground, and he was very proud, so he happily delivered the food to the prince, but after a while he found again when he closed the food, the food prince did not move at all.

Feeling insulted to his skills, he was too embarrassed to express his dissatisfaction in person, so when he returned to his place of work, he finally couldn't help but complain.

He munched on the cold roast meat and said with tears in his eyes, "Damn prince, you know how to waste food...... Click-click ”

Franklin and the tsundere-bellied cook, in the prince's tent, holding the artifact Frost of Sorrow, sat motionless, his eyes closed, as if thinking about something, as if asleep, until a soldier came to inform him that he was about to depart, and he opened his eyes.

It was a pair of ice-blue eyes, and the whole eyeball seemed to be frozen, like two big ice balls, and after a casual answer, he stood up, and there was a crunch sound on his body.

They got on board and set out for three days towards their homeland, during which time the soldiers found themselves more and more lethargic, and began to become less and less interested in cooked food, but more and more interested in the raw meat, and some of them developed a high fever, which was thought to be caused by the cold ghost weather in Northrend, and no one was puzzled, and no one woke up again until the morning of the last day......

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The royal city of Lordaeron, which is the largest city in all human kingdoms, as the royal capital of Lordaeron, which has the largest territory, must have been extremely prosperous, and nowadays, almost every household is lit up, and the streets and alleys are full of joyful music and lively dances, because today is their prince, the day of the return of the hero who slew the evil demon that plagued the whole kingdom, the king distributed a lot of food and wine from the treasury, and everyone felt heartfelt joy, especially the refugees who fled from the eastern part of the kingdom, they rarely have a full meal, and they have revenge, and today they are destined not to get drunk and not return.

At last, the prince returned, and he strode from the gate to the cheers of all, and in the face of the cheers of the people, he was not dismayed, and walked to the palace with a very high voice, and the bells rang for him, and his name was shouted everywhere, a spectacle not seen in decades by Lordaeron.

He walked into the council chamber, and his father, the old king Terenus, sat there smiling, watching his son push the door in, and he smiled with satisfaction like all fathers, this was his son, a hero who had slain an evil demon alone, the greatest pride of his life, and the prince knelt down, like a true paladin, and the king suddenly found that he had grown up, had grown up enough to take over his responsibilities, so he couldn't wait to stand up, he opened his arms, Waiting for Arthas to walk in, waiting for his son to give him a hug.

But just as the people were waiting for this touching scene, a terrible light suddenly appeared on Arthas's head: "Ah!!! The prince suddenly clutched his head and screamed, and a thick puff of black smoke rose up.

"What's going on! Guards! The king watched with astonishment, he didn't notice the fact that the Holy Light was just a healing spell, he only saw someone hurting his son, which made him extremely angry.

The guards pointed their spears at the culprit, a paladin standing at the forefront of all the nobles, he was none other than Alexander Mograine, who had hurried in, and this noble paladin had chosen to be loyal to his lord in comparison to his domain, he was such a man, old-fashioned, mean, and full of boring chivalry.

"Nope! Your Majesty! The prince has become an undead! Don't be deceived by him! Mograini shouted as he held up the light, and everyone was comfortable in the light, except for Arthas who looked up at him angrily, and the anger in his eyes was as chilling as a beast.

"Ahh "Ahhh Many of the nobles screamed as if they were ghosts, and they saw that the prince's face was now covered with large burn marks, revealing a whole row of teeth like a half-burned corpse, hideous and ugly.

"This! What's going on! The old king, apparently unable to accept these facts, looked at his son with trepidation, and trembled forward to help him up.

"Don't approach him! Your Majesty! Mograine broke free from his guards and strode towards the king, but Arthas made a startling move, he raised the frost sorrow and wanted to stab the king to death, Mograine watched this scene with split eyes, and his heart was full of remorse, he should have rushed forward at the first time.

But the greatsword did not pierce the king's body, because it had been blocked by a mage's shield a moment earlier, and Gianna looked at Arthas with tears in her eyes, and the staff in her hand was held high, declaring who the hero was just now.

"Protect Your Majesty!!" The guards reacted at this time, and rushed forward one by one to arrest the prince who killed his father, and Mograini also rushed to the king, protecting the king behind him, but he saw Arthas's sneer, and the strange giant sword exuded a cold piercing power, which made his heart slowly fall to the bottom.

"You can't change that." Arthas spoke for the first time, his voice hoarse and harsh, like the whispers of death.

"Frost Sorrow will consume you!" Arthas shouted as he raised the artifact, Frost's Grief, and the power of death and ice spread in all directions.

"Gianna! Take away the king! Mograine shouted, he fought hard to resist the invasion of this force, protecting the king behind him, but his holy light was as weak as an ant in the face of this power, Gianna flashed to the king's side, picked up the sluggish king, tore open a scroll, the light of magic flashed, and he and the king disappeared into the council chamber.

At this time, the soldiers in the city, who had returned from the prince's journey, suddenly went crazy, and they raised their weapons and aimed them at the people they had sworn to protect, and the evil hidden in the shadows began to stir, and the whole king was in turmoil.

The nobles ran around in panic, but Mograini finally failed to resist the Light's power, and he was frozen into ice sculptures along with the rushing guards.

Arthas's purpose was not achieved, and he began to slaughter the people around him in a rage, no one was his enemy, he slaughtered his subjects like chopping melons and vegetables, only the statue of Mograine was not damaged.

After a commotion, the council chamber was empty, and Arthas's burned face had now returned to normal, and he walked up to Mograine and used his evil magic.

At this time, Mograini's vitality has long been cut off, and he will have another "new life".

Soon after, in the snowy mountains of Northrend, a mysterious voice sounded, his voice was not transmitted through the air, it seemed to be the fluctuation of the soul.

"Standing * Blood Feather?" He muttered, it was the voice of the Lich King, and it was clear that Neozu had already known everything Zhang Li had done through Mograine at this time.

Soon after, the three Dreadlords were summoned to the high mountain.

Zhang Li definitely didn't expect that he had said so much because he wanted to gain Mograine's trust, but due to his carelessness, he was exposed to Nao Zu and the Dreaddemon King.