The town of Stratholme in the early morning is shrouded in a faint layer of mist.

The whole city was as asleep and silent as its inhabitants; However, in a clearing to the south of the town, there stood more than a dozen tall war horses.

Arthas rode on his mount, Invincible, and this time Frostmourn sat in front of him, leaning backwards into his arms.

Little Magic Sword's love looks very good, and the smile on his face is also very bright.

Only Arthas knew that this was because he was worried about the soundproofing of his tent during this period of military life, so he did not overly mourn his relatives at night with Frost's sorrow.

Before, the little magic sword would definitely set up its own spell to block the shameful voices of her and Arthas.

However, Frostmourn would always be tossed half-dead by Arthas, and by that time, her spells would no longer be sustainable.

The three Windranger sisters led by Aurelia did not accompany Arthas, after all, this time Arthas had only come to meet the Allies.

In addition to the human war horses, two war sheep were mixed in the horse team, and the one riding on it was Muradin? Copperbeard and Furstad? Two dwarves with a brute hammer.

The combined forces of the Dwarves of Ironforge and the Hammer Dwarves had arrived near the town of Stratholme a week earlier, and Arthas greeted them, arranging a garrison for the Dwarven allies, and distributing food and supplies.

On Arthas' side, Danas? Tolbaine rode on his mount, his huge two-handed sword dangling near the saddle. Ricks, the faithful adjutant, was on guard.

This time, Fort Torrent sent a total of 25,000 elite militiamen, led by Prince Danas, to be dispatched by Arthas.

This number. The most of all the human kingdoms involved in this battle, but Arthas was not worried about the ownership of any command.

Not to mention that the personal friendship between Alsace and Danas was good, and in the war, he would also fully respect the built yì of the experienced marshal.

Mograine and Uther also arrived in this clearing early with a few paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and what they had to do today was to meet the last force of the Allies.

- The army from Stormwind.

"Am I late?"

A light purple light flashed, and Mage Khadgar appeared out of thin air beside Arthas.

This time the war. Dalaran also promised to help, sending a mage army under the leadership of Master Khadgar.

This mage unit resides in the inner part of Stratholme, not in the barracks. That's why Mage Khadgar arrived a little late.

"No, Khadgar Mage, Stormwind's army hasn't arrived yet."

Arthas shook his head, then said.

"I see."

glanced at his "half" disciple. Master Khadgar nodded. Didn't say anything more.

Unlike the others, Mage Khadgar could keenly feel that the aura emanating from Arthas was becoming more and more like someone he knew.

- Archmage Crassus of the Council of Dalaran Kenrito, a red dragon in human form.

Archmage Antonidas spoke to him about this change in Arthas, and they agreed that it was due to the influence of the Red Dragon Queen.

But after more detailed scrutiny, the two mages could not come to any conclusions; But...... If that's the case, it shouldn't be a bad change.

Muradin? Copperbeard and Furstad? Brute Hammers stand together.

It's not because they don't want to talk to other people. It's just that the heights of the mounts on both sides are different, plus the difference in height. It's really hard to have a conversation.

"What are you looking for, Furstad?"

Muradin looked at his brute hammer relatives and asked suspiciously. From the very beginning, Furstad was like a hound looking for prey, looking around, as if looking for something.

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

Furstad hurriedly explained.

However, no one could explain the doubts in the heart of the Hammer Dwarf - why was the young and beautiful High Elf lady not here today?

Just as the most well-trained horses were impatiently spewing white steam from their noses, the sunlight finally dispelled the fog near the town of Stratholme, and Arthas and the others were able to see the mighty army that had marched not far away.

"Arthas!"

The army was still not far away, but a few horses had already left the group and were galloping towards this side.

At the head is none other than the current king of the Kingdom of Azeroth, Varian? Ureon.

"Varian? How are you?"

Even when his childhood friend came to him, Arthas couldn't believe his eyes, and he asked suspiciously.

"Haha, Teacher Lothar was originally coming, but there was something in Stormwind City that he needed to deal with, so I came with the army."

Varian reined in his steed, let the beast hoof up and lower it in front of Arthas, and said excitedly.

"But, after all, you're the king of Stormwind, so leave ......"

Arthas said hesitantly.

"What does it matter, anyway, Teacher Lothar and I, as long as one person stays in Stormwind City."

Varian said indifferently.

"That'...... Well......"

Since Varian said so, Arthas didn't know what to say; What is this playmate for Anduin? Lothar's trust has reached its peak, allowing him to hand over a qiē in his hand without hesitation.

"Don't be a mother-in-law, Alsace, although there is a little difference in the middle, but we are still on time...... When are we going to send troops out and teach those green-skinned mongrels a good lesson? ”

Varian said excitedly to Arthas.

Green-skinned mongrels were originally a disdainful term for orcs, but they hadn't been in the world for six years, so they gave it to their allies, the trolls.

What does it matter? They're all green anyway.

"As much as possible. Varian, you go and give your men a break and set up camp. Then we hold a military meeting, and after the goals and tactics are determined, the war is about to begin. ”

Arthas said to Varian.

"That's amazing...... I hope those greenskinned cubs can be planted a little, and I won't have a lot of fun killing with my warriors! ”

Varian said with a frenzied look on his face, laughing.

Despite his great contempt for trolls, in fact, Varian also has a potion in his body that contains the troll's berserk blood, and the storage of this potion makes him irritable and eager to kill. (To be continued......)

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