Reflected in Arthas's eyes was a scorched earth, black earth littered with rotting bones, and the last time he came to Andorjar, it was a bustling city.

In the aftermath of the disaster, all that was left was a piece of charred soil.

Arthas stared at the tattered Andohal in front of him, and his heart burned like a raging fire. He had told a young man in this corner of the city that Andorhar would not be destroyed, and that he was vouching for it as his prince. But now it's not just Andorhar that has been destroyed, but the boys he knows have disappeared from the land where they grew up.

The king did not indulge in grief, Arthas reminded himself that the most important task now was to solve the problem of the remnants of the farmers in the Western Plaguelands, although most of the land was defiled by the undead, but few of the castles defended by the farmers and feudal lords were breached, and after Lordaeron transferred troops from the south, the undead in the Western Plaguelands were wiped out by Lordaeron's legions.

He reached the gates of Andorhar, where a soldier hurried up to Arthas, and then cowered as he handed the letter to Arthas. For if His Royal Highness were angry, an ordinary soldier would not be able to resist the thunderous wrath of Arthas.

"According to reliable sources, Duke Locke of Riptide Castle has nothing to do with trolls, he can not only command the trolls in Lordaeron, but also make the trolls fight against the Scourge Legion. According to the Courier, Duke Locke may be the leader of the trolls, and if this news were known to the elves, it could lead to a diplomatic dispute. ”

Arthas was silent, then put the envelope in his chest: "Wouldn't it be better if Locke could command the trolls, my country has another new force." ”

"As for the elves, they haven't come out of Quel'Salas for hundreds of years, and since there are no reinforcements, it's not a big deal to have trolls come to help."

Arthas looked to the east, it was the eastern Lordaeron, although that land was ruled by the Knights of the Silver Hand, but Arthas felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, it was a feeling from the soul, in terms of natural attributes, Arthas thought that the entire Eastern Lordaeron was falling into the prelude to collapse.

He clapped his hands, rolled over and jumped on the foal in front of him, and then said to the crowd behind him, "Assemble yourselves and come to me." ”

Gianna wore a blue plush cloak and teleported behind Arthas, she looked at the army gathered by Lordaeron from the towns near the royal city and in the south, and was a little envious for a while, these royal janissaries are no less powerful than intermediary mages, if these janissaries are close, I am afraid that the threat will rise even more sharply, and the elite of the empire gathered by Arthas is already half of Lordaeron's old base.

Arthas took a deep breath and said slowly, "Lordaeron people, we are now under an invasion. ”

"Evil creatures from the Twisted Void are corrupting our land and cursing our people. On the ground where you stand, not long ago it was a bustling town, where fathers wake up every day to the laughter of their wives and children, and mothers plan the future of the family, but now a rebellion by cultists has turned the city into ruins, not only the destruction of families, but the hopes of many people have been shattered, and the spirits of the undead who have been bred from human bodies are spreading to the whole of Lordaeron with terrifying speed. ”

"If we don't fight, this plague will soon spread throughout Lordaeron, and what is happening before your eyes will happen to your doorstep."

"Then I ask you, would you like to see this scene appear in your hometown?"

As soon as the words fell, a thunderous roar of soldiers could be heard over the ruins of Andorhar.

"I don't want to!"

"Absolutely not."

Arthas looked at the soldiers below, the clearance work in the Western Plague Land has almost been completed, but just from the informant's intelligence, a large amount of plague food has been used in East Lordaeron, and it is possible that another undead scourge may break out in the East Plague Land.

This was what Arsace was very worried about, knowing that the Knights of the Silver Hand under Uther's leadership would not be able to truly stop the undead from the Scourge, because the plagues born from human bodies were terrifying. Arthas looked worriedly at East Lordaeron, not far away, and he only felt that the real plague had just begun in that land.

"Rejoice, everyone, as far as I have just gotten, your worries are a little unfounded, because Archduke Locke has succeeded in killing the leader of the Cult of the Damned, Kel'thugad, the notorious archmage, and Dalaran has also expelled Kel'thugad."

Amidst a burst of cheers, Arthas mounted his horse in front of him, drew his long sword at his waist, pointed at Eastern Lordaeron, and said, "Warriors of Lordaeron, we are going to Eastern Lordaeron next. ”

The horses galloped happily across the field, and Arthas looked worriedly at the East Lordaeron ahead. Beside him, Gianna sat on the back of a white horse and lowered her voice: "Arthas, you tell me the truth, what exactly were you hiding just now?" ”

Arthas was silent, he originally replied to Gianna with no matter what you do, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything, and after a while, he lowered his voice and said to Gianna beside him: "According to the information I just received, a stream of food infected with the plague has been delivered to Stratholme. ”

Gianna was slightly stunned, she quickly figured out the severity of the matter, Stratholm is a giant city in the north of Lordaeron, which is inhabited by a large number of humans, if the plague really breaks out from Stratholm, then it will undoubtedly cause devastating damage to the entire Lordaeron. It soon became clear to Gianna that if the plague was truly corrupted to the point that Stratholme was infected, not only the entire Lordaeron, but even the entire northern kingdom would probably not be spared.

Even the kingdom of Kurtilas was not spared.

"This can't be, Arthas, tell me, how many people know about it?" Gianna didn't even need to shout.

Arthas gritted his teeth and said from between his teeth, "There aren't many people at the moment, but we need the strength of the Silver Hand now. ”

(To be continued.) )