If it is a war for the living, the victor will accept the prisoners, because it will help preserve the rule of the victor. But in the war of the dead www.biquge.info, they don't need any prisoners, and it makes no sense for them to maintain their rule.

All living beings after death, whether they are ordinary humans, beautiful elves, bloodthirsty orcs, or dragons flying in the sky, will be one of them.

Touching the face of the human woman in front of him with his hand, looking at her desperate and frightened look, Hugh smiled coldly.

"Madame!" He asked, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

"Got around my life! I would leave this place forever! Please! The human woman begged Hugh for mercy.

"Yes, sure enough, no matter how strong you are in life, you living people will still be afraid in the face of death!" Hugh sighed and withdrew his hand that was caressing the woman's face, "But why should you be afraid? Death is nothing but another ......... of rebirth"

Hugh drew his Blackblade heavy sword and held it in his hand.

"Nope! Come on! I..... I still have kids! I... I...."

Hugh grabbed the woman by the shoulder and stabbed her in the chest with his sword.

"I ...... Ahem, ahem.... Cough...... I ......."

"Do not be afraid, ma'am, for you will have eternal life!" Hugh drew his sword from the woman's chest, watched her life dissipate in fear and despair, and when she was completely dead, he reached out and closed her terrified eyes.

Hugh stood up and looked at the captive humans around him, at them weeping, at their tears, at their scolding, at their faces of fear and despair.

Hugh raised his right hand and waved it down.

"Show no mercy and put an end to the wretched lives of these people!"

"Give them eternal life!"

"Let them serve the Scourge Legion!"

Cries, curses, and deep desperation, the captives began to struggle for their imminent lives. But all this was meaningless, and the Death Knights faithfully fulfilled Hugh's orders.

"No, don't ......"

"Help, help........"

"Went around me, around me......"

"You monsters, the Light will punish your ......"

"Ah...... Ah......h

"No, don't kill me......"

............

Soon, all the screams and begs for mercy disappeared.

Blood was pouring and corpses were everywhere. Leaving only the death knights in black armor standing in place, wiping the blood from their swords, the slaughter finally came to an end.

This marks the end of the war, with the Death Rift in the hands of the Scourge and the last bastion of the Scarlet Crusaders on the verge of destruction.

"Meria," Hugh said to the Night Elves beside him, "you stay and lead the team to clean up the battlefield, I'll return to the camp first, you guys will go back to the camp and wait for the next order!" ”

"Yes, Captain!"

Hugh summoned the Death Horse, rode on, and headed for the Scourge Legion's camp in the Death Rift.

Along the way, I saw countless corpses lying on the battlefield where the curtain had fallen, scattered and scattered. Many ghouls and abominations were ordered by psychics to drag the corpses on the ground together, and from time to time there were ghouls who were reprimanded by psychics.

Above the dim sky, gargoyles and undead scavengers infected by the plague of natural disasters are flying. The croaking sound sounded a bleak funeral song for this land that had suffered a disaster.

Is that what you want?

That voice appeared again in Hugh's heart at this time.

Is all this, this destruction and catastrophe what you want?

Who are you? Hugh asked rhetorically.

I? Hey! Who are you asking?

What the?

Don't you understand, I'm you!

You say, you're me!? What are you kidding, you are my words, then who am I!?

You are me, I am you! I am the other me inside of you.

That's enough! Get out of my head! Don't bother me anymore!

You haven't answered my question, is this really what you want?

What destruction and calamity, this is salvation, purification. The Scourge will eventually rule the world, and the Lich King will redeem all life in this world and bring all beings to death!

Really? You will surrender to the enemy you have tried to deal with!

Hum! My new life was given to me by the Lich King, and I am a Death Knight, and I rightfully submit to His Majesty the Lich King in the service of the Scourge Legion.

Alas! A guy who doesn't even have a memory, a worm who can't even forget the past.

What the hell are you talking about!

Say what! Do you have any memories of the past? You're just a worm with nothing!

What the! What exactly are you talking about?

Can you recall your past?

Hearing this, Hugh grabbed the reins, stopped the running death horse, and froze on his mount.

Memory...... My Past...... yes, I'm in addition to my own name......

Who the hell am I?

So that's it! You're just a wretch! The voice in my heart sighed. Forget it, you won't admit me now, Hugh Belmont is not a complete soul now, and when all this is over, in front of the Chapel of the Light's Wish, you will have a chance to regain the freedom you lost.

What do you mean?

Didn't that paladin tell you before, well, he probably has the same identity as the real Hugh Belmont.

What the hell are you talking about, are you saying that the madness of that madman is true!

Oh, yes! That's right! Fate is unchangeable, and when you and I were still full Hugh Belmont, we learned the cruelty of fate under constant failures and blows. Oh! There is also the inevitability of fate, no matter how the glass slag slaps himself in the face and overturns the setting, the ending that has become a foregone conclusion is irrevocable.

Finale! You're saying we're going to end up like the piece of shit I killed!

Of course, on the last frozen throne, Arthas will die, ending his life of tragedy and sin, and all this is already the end of the book! In this crazy world, all princes end up in tragedy, and these tragedies will lead to more tragedies and write a wonderful story. However, the story has an ending, and the ending has already been written by the author on the last page of the book.

"What a joke!" Hugh roared, ice-blue flames pouring out of his eyes, and the cold wind howled around him, engulfing everything around him with his sudden rage.

In the midst of a blizzard of rage, Hugh drew his blade and slashed a tree next to him, and the frost spread over the fallen tree, enveloping it beneath a block of white ice.

"You mean, it's just a story! Am I just the object of the fool in this story? ”

"You said the Lich King would fail! We're going to fail, aren't we? ”

"That's good! I tell you, we will not fail, His Majesty the Lich King will be the king of all of Azeroth, and our Scourge will eventually sweep the world and return all life to death! ”

"No matter who stands in our way, there is no escape from the call of death!"

Yes, do you know that the water in this world is actually very deep, as far as I know, there are many powerful beings who can resist the call of death, and the Scourge Legion is really not the opponent of those existences!

"Well, I'll bury these guys with my own hands and send them back to the prison of darkness and death with my own hands."

"Destroy their bodies, destroy their souls, and I will turn into a god of death and bury them with my own hands!"

Then remember what you say! Soon, an era of greater chaos in this world will come, and after the heavens and earth crack and the fog dissipates, the torrent of steel will sweep through the two worlds and two planes.

Eventually, the destroyers of thousands of worlds will return to this world, and if you can really give them a funeral, then live well, and live to fulfill your arrogant words when that time comes!

"I will!"