Having seemed convinced that the trolls would launch a surprise attack tonight, Arthas intends to recuperate for the night's battle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

So, despite the seductive/seductive body of Frost Sorrow in Arthas's arms, he had no plans to go any further.

Holding the cool and soft body of Frost Sorrow, Arthas soon fell asleep; The little magic sword continued to stare at his big eyes in the dim candle tent, faithfully completing the task given to him by his master.

Groggy and groggy for I don't know how long he slept, Arthas woke up in a jolt.

"Master!"

Frost's sad and delicate face suddenly appeared in front of Arthas, and her jet-black eyes were shiny and shiny, and she looked very cute.

"Hmmm......"

Arthas snorted twice, he needed some more time to sober up.

"Master, there's a troll outside the camp!"

Frost Sorrow shook Arthas's body and said loudly - if it weren't for this, the little magic sword who felt sorry for his master would be reluctant to wake Arthas!

"What? Is it really coming? ”

Arthas suddenly became refreshed, and he sat up straight.

Frostmourn didn't watch out for Arthas's move, she groaned, lost her balance, and fell into Arthas's arms.

Arthas put the little magic sword back on the bed, then got out of bed with his boots on, and hurried to the door of his tent.

"Tell Paul that the trolls are coming, tell him to withdraw all the scouts to avoid unnecessary casualties, and at the same time gather his troops and prepare for battle!"

Naturally, there were guards in front of Arthas's camp who had not slept and were on duty all night, and when they heard Arthas's orders, their faces were also stiff, and they hurriedly trotted to find Alsace's adjutant Paul.

Having arranged these things, Arthas returned to his tent and dressed himself with the help of Frost Sorrow while waiting for Paul's report.

Arthas was not very fond of wearing armor, as he was confident that no one would be able to harm him in the army under the protection of Frostmourn on the battlefield.

Now Arthas is a commander, not a soldier who has been on the front lines of the war; And he himself was happy to enjoy such an identity, because he had experienced enough killings and deaths in the original time stream.

In this experience, Alsace was not averse, but at least not keen to be at the forefront of the battle.

Soon Paul was in the camp in Alsace; As a royal guard of Lordaeron, although he was also asleep before, but after receiving the order of Arthas, he did not hesitate at all, and soon dressed up and came to see Arthas.

"Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas, trolls...... Is it really coming? ”

Paul asked hesitantly.

To be honest, Paul was shocked when he heard the news from his fellow Lordaeron royal guard.

For Paul had commanded the scouts to notify themselves if they found any trace of a troll, even a troll.

Before that, Paul didn't receive any notice, and he thought that the scouts had directly told the information to His Royal Highness the Prince of Arthas, but after thinking about it, those scouts should not have done such an inexplicable and wonderful thing.

On the way over, Paul also communicated with the royal guard of Lordaeron, who had come to convey the orders of His Royal Highness the Prince of Arthas, and learned that no scouts had come to the camp of Arthas in the past period.

So how did His Royal Highness Prince Alsace know that the trolls had arrived?

- Paul was puzzled.

"It's the information that Xiaoshuang got it, a spell that can detect farther ranges, and the scouts shouldn't have noticed the traces of those trolls yet."

Alsace explained simply.

"Then we can have more time to prepare."

Paul, of course, did not question whether there was any doubt in Arthas's statement, and he knew that His Royal Highness the Prince of Arthas would not make such a joke.

"That's right, we've withdrawn all the scouts, and the trolls should think we're defenseless; When they attack the camp, we will take the opportunity to destroy them. ”

Arthas nodded and said - the war during the day relied on the Red Dragon Queen a lot, but the coalition forces did not come here for vacation, and Arthas would not retreat from the tough battles that should be fought.

"I'll arrange it."

Paul nodded, and left the camp in Alsace.

Paul, who had been trusted by the father and son of King Arthas and Terenus for generations, was naturally unique in that he was familiar with military affairs, and he didn't need Arthas to say too much, he knew that he should now gather his soldiers, clear the camp, and make room for the next battle.

In addition, in order to prevent the trolls from setting fires in the camp, Paul also needs to remove items from the camp that could cause fires.

Soon, there was a commotion in the camp, and although the royal guards of Lordaeron had tried to relax as much as possible, the night in the forest was still too quiet.

The clamor awoke the rest of the camp, and soon Muradine Brass hurried to the camp in Arthas, topless and with only a coat.

The others had to be a little more patient than the anxious dwarves, or at least they knew how to get dressed before coming here.

Prince Danas, Varian Ureon, Uther, and Mograine......

Even Winlessa followed her two sisters to Arthas's camp.

The High Elf Ranger seemed to be very tired, she kept yawning, and her reddened cheeks were a little misty, and her sleepy eyes were a little foggy, and she looked a little more silly.

Of course, the Red Dragon Queen was naturally not present - the guy talked to Wen Lesa for a long time, and it didn't take long for little Wen Lesa to fall asleep; That's why Winlessa is trapped like this.

"Little Arthas, are those guys really here?"

Muradin-Brastache asked in a loud voice.

"That's right."

Arthas nodded.

"When I first came here, I noticed that the royal guards of Lordaeron were demolishing the tents, are you planning to fight the trolls in the camp? But my men, it may be a little while before they go into battle. ”

Prince Danas said to Arthas, reminding him at the same time.

"I know, but there aren't too many trolls, and the Lordaeron Royal Guard is enough."

Arthas nodded.

"My subordinates haven't been reorganized yet, so I don't know if they'll be able to catch the first wave of trolls...... But I'm ready to teach those green-skinned crumbs a good lesson in a moment! ”

Varian Wryon was already dressed and armed with his weapon.