Everyone was skeptical of my claim that I could encircle and suppress the mage, after all, Luo Ning used teleportation to appear in an unexpected position. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so no one doubts that the black-robed mage who can disrupt spells also has that ability.

But I knew he wouldn't, because he would want me to kill him and give me hope of victory, and then let me feel a kind of defeat with the plague that would grow stronger. Yes, he is still waiting for me to join them in fulfilling his master's deeper purpose...

Although killing him will not stop the plague, he must die first, as the source of this plague.

I thought so, and seemed to have thought of a way, such as a more comprehensive response to this crisis, and I remember that the greatest sacrifice would have come near the main city of Stratholme and the nearby food center, Fireplace, and perhaps I could do something right now to minimize the damage of the plague this time. For example, nearby troops were mobilized to assist in the defense of Fort Riptide, and nearby cities were warned not to eat grain from here and near Andorhar.

Yes, it has to be done, and if it is scripted, it will pretty much eliminate the threat of the undead to us. I thought so, and then gave the task to Ronin. Tell him to deliver the news to Stratholme and mobilize the army there to guard the Fireplace. Yes, it is quite enough for him alone to deliver the message. And when he heard that I was going to arrange for him to secondment the soldiers of Stratholme to guard his hometown, Ronin was more than happy to take my letter of transfer to the Lord of Rivendell.

However, everyone looked at Luo Ning's departure and showed some regret, maybe he played a vital role during the time I was unconscious, so losing him seemed to be like losing a sharp weapon. But I know that this time alone, without him I can still kill Kel'thugad. I didn't explain anything, other than motioned to everyone to move there quickly, and not to question my orders.

I knew I had to destroy Kel'thugad as quickly as possible this time, so that I could join up with Ronin in the Hearthplace and destroy all the undead creatures in one fell swoop. That way there won't be a great plague in Stratholme, and we'll pretty much be able to thwart the first invasion of the Scourge as I can remember.

I ordered my troops to rush to Andohal as fast as possible, and on the way informed the nearby barracks of our full support for us, and finally drove the improvised army there in the evening. It just so happened that those Scourge Mages had just captured this place, and they were preparing to pollute the grain here, looking at the grain that had not yet been transported, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, after all, the grain here was provided to the main city of Lordaeron, and if any grain flowed out, the consequences might be even more serious than polluting Stratholme.

After a whole day of running, everyone is already exhausted, but the enemy is in front of them, the more time they are given to prepare, the more undead creatures they may see, so the best way to reduce losses is to attack immediately, for which everyone's body is a little reluctant, but intellectually still tell them that they must do the same, because everyone would rather die of exhaustion than become that kind of creature, so morale, is not too affected.

Coupled with the absolute superiority in numbers, and the fact that those outer necromancers didn't expect us to be so fast, so we didn't have any preparation for defense, and we also took this opportunity to quickly surround them into the castle where the granary belongs. Seeing that they were already besieged here, I finally felt a little relieved in my heart, yes, it meant that there would be no more infections in the heart of Lordaeron.

I thought so, but soon I realized that it was naïve.

They used the wall to stop us from attacking, but it wasn't the only means. Soon I saw another, more lethal threat from them. Perhaps because it provided food for the royal city, unlike other places, there were a fair number of catapults on the side, and it was they who used this thing to throw carrion affected by the plague magic in our direction. Yes, this is the source of the plague affected by the plague magic, and every time someone hits it, it will be painfully burned, and then it will transform into an undead-like creature, and then lose its mind in a frenzy... And they are using this thing in vain to try to repel us.

"Damn, we have to do it quickly. I watched angrily as the rain of things was thrown at me, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration again, especially one of the Melwins who was about to hit the charging one, and I felt that some of the most undesirable sacrifices were about to come.

I looked at everything in front of me a little helplessly, but the result was not as I imagined, yes, he instinctively used the holy light to resist the damage he might suffer when he was hit, and it was surprisingly good, at least he didn't have anything unusual, just like a person was hit by a big pile of bird droppings, and there was still no change in essence after a long time.

In addition to being comforted by the fact that my friend was okay, I also realized that the Holy Light I had learned was just right to restrain this kind of thing, so I thought of a way to break through the gate, and that was to rely on a few of us paladins to charge in exchange for time.

So I gathered a few of our Uther's apprentices and some of my generals, informed them of my tactics, and prepared them for a second attack before they could retort.

In fact, the tactic is very simple, relying on the mage's hit power to threaten the city wall, and at the same time, taking this opportunity, a few of us will teleport to the general location of the catapult to destroy it and attract the attention of the enemy first. After this 'raindrop' was paused, the army stormed the gate and dealt a fatal blow to the enemy.

The generals were worried about my safety and wanted to make a rebuttal, but I had already told them that I had no time to discuss my personal safety with them.

I proceeded as planned, and as I expected, when we arrived at the place, there were only a few undead porters there, as their attention was already on the walls. It was only when all the catapults stopped working that they realized we were coming, but now the catapults had been destroyed by us, and the undead cultists who had activated the machines had been slaughtered by us.

Perhaps I overlooked a detail about what the necromancers are going to do during our raindrop attack, yes, they're preparing more Abominations and skeletons, but our presence has clearly disrupted their plans. They stopped what they were doing and prepared to cast dark magic on us, but it didn't turn out as they wanted.....

The four of us each defended in one direction, and let Winlessa in the middle shoot as many effective bows and arrows as possible in the middle, while protecting each other with the power of the Holy Light against the undead who approached us. We also have the shadow of the four paladins such as Tulayan and Aurelia when they charged the horde position.

And it is only at this time that we realize the protective power of the Holy Light for us, and their basic dark magic has no effect on us at all. The Abomination, which is a real threat to us, is also far inferior to the speed of those undead creatures, so it is blocked by the vast number of skeletons, and cannot approach us in the first place. It may be able to engage us in a short period of time, but by that time the situation has completely changed, because we will be able to change the form of the battlefield in a moment.

In the end, before they overwhelmed us, our cavalry felt it, and at the same time, the mage also took a vantage point on the city wall at this moment and tilted his spell here, and soon the enemy was in confusion and huddled together, but unlike ordinary creatures, none of them chose to retreat, even those intelligent necromancers who took refuge in the natural disaster also stood in place to do their part for their legions, but the disadvantage in numbers and formation was unavoidable, and they were quickly defeated. And when we converged, we rushed into the depths.

And here I met the mage who rode a skeletal warhorse, and he didn't care about the outside environment at all, and was still methodically making the contaminated food, only after I appeared, stopped what he was doing, and gestured to me with his bare hands that there would be no tricks to extend a welcome gesture to show that he had something to say.

"I don't think you recognize me, Your Highness Arthas, and Lady Prodmoor, who last saw you with another elf near Dalaran. ”

"I'm sorry, Master Kel'thugad, I didn't give you the horse so you could tell me my secrets to your face—" I murmured, but seeing some suspicions that I had something to do with him, I turned to a loud voice, "I think I treat you well, but why do you do this to my people." ”

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I owe you a lot....as compensation, I finally advise you to leave now, curiosity will lead you to no return. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, but I want to know more, so I want you to be honest about something, like your master, what other plans he has. I asked, and he was quite calm, but listening to his account was more like a diversion of hatred.

"My host is Marganis, a Dreadlord, if you want to know more, you can go to Stratholme and ask him what is going on, and he will definitely receive you personally. ”

"To Stratholme?" I sneered at his answer, "I'm sorry, I've already drawn the attention of the people there to your food." Maybe your plan won't succeed. ”

"Yes, kid, it seems that you don't understand the true power of that demon. ”

"Real power?" I wondered, yes, I seem to have ignored the Dreadlord, I don't think he was just overseeing the Scourge at this time. "What is he doing now?"

"Arthas, you can't escape your fate. He didn't answer me, but slowly held out his finger to me. Yes, he was about to cast a spell on me, but before he could do anything, Winesa, who knew a little about magic, immediately sensed that it might be a directional spell on me, because my person might be threatened, so he pierced his head with a bow and arrow...

In this way, Kel'thugad's body died, and Falik, who also fed the horse himself, also cut off its head with a sword with a sentimental look, so the two of them died here, and the other necromancers naturally could not escape the impact of Lordaeron's soldiers, so the battle of Andohar ended.

Although he was victorious, I was not at all happy, because Kel'thugad had behaved before his death, and he had clearly begged for his own death, otherwise he would have been able to destroy a few of us by relying on the undead who had just appeared near the catapults. Is he still waiting for me to fall, or does he really not want me to be like them, as he told me.

Yes, although they have gained power, who can say that it was his original intention, or that he was trying to be liberated. And he was going to advise me to leave, and perhaps he would tell us to go to Kalimdor as Medivan meant. And even if I told him that I had Ronin bring a warning to that place, and he said what exactly did he mean by letting me go to Stratholm to find that Dreadlord, and even if he wanted us to help Neozu seek revenge against the Dreadlord, what was that Dreadlord doing in Stratholme?

I looked at his corpse and the burning granary next to it, and thought to myself, I did have a lot of questions to ask this mage, but unfortunately he is now dead and cannot answer my questions, at least not until he is resurrected by the sunwell...

Maybe I should have wiped his body away from the flames. I was aspiring, but the other side of my heart was slow to prevent me from doing that. That's when Gianna walked into me. And after looking at the puzzled expression on my face, she also said what she knew from the bottom of her heart.

"Arthas, I feel as if he didn't want to kill you, but died on purpose and told us who was behind it. ”

"Yes, it's just that after he chose this path, he also had his unspeakable secrets...", I said as I approached Gianna as well, and continued to sigh for her dead fellow brother. "No one wants to betray their beliefs, do they?"

"So, you think he's finally redeeming himself?"

"Maybe..."I really don't know how to answer Gianna's question, maybe even he won't be too sure about this answer, after all, Kel'thugad finally persuaded me to leave.... But there's one question I'm pretty sure about, and that doesn't mean he's not doing anything about the Dreadlord, and maybe I'll be able to run into him near Stasom. "I think we'll have to go to the aid of Ronin tomorrow to deal with the other wizards spreading the plague. ”

I said so, and Gianna had some vague expression, which made me feel suspicious, and after my repeated questioning, she finally expressed her hunch, a realization that seemed to me to be very correct.

"Alsace..."

"What's wrong?"

"Do you think that this way, the threat of the plague will end, I always feel like this is just the beginning, and there is a powerful prophet who seems to be worried about more terrible demons, and we haven't seen those things yet. ”

"Yes, I'm worried about that too. I nodded silently in agreement. But when I saw Gianna, I thought about the thing I wanted most from the bottom of my heart: "But I want to face it together no matter what happens, please." ”

"Do you think I'm going to abandon you?" Gianna asked rhetorically, yes, she wouldn't have done it in his opinion, but .....if I didn't know if I didn't know if I would give an order like a slaughter of the city, would she....

"No, I'm just scared...."I held her close to me again with some tears in my eyes, yes she didn't mean to refuse me, just with questions and concerns, yes, I hope he will be the same in the future.....

"Arthas?"

"It's nothing, I guess we'd better bury him, he's also Councillor Kenrito anyway..."

"No, he used to be a member of Kenrito. ”

"It used to be ..... to him" When I heard this, I didn't say anything, but looked at the raging fire of the night, and the smoke and dust that drifted in the direction of Lordaeron.