Chapter 231: Frozen Demon Sword
The seashore was already in chaos, and all the soldiers were drunk and hurriedly took something that could hold water, trying to extinguish the fire on the battleship. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoSome of the fighters had their clothes burned, and they didn't care about it. They had to fight desperately, it was not the battleship that was burning, but their hope, the hope of going home!
However, once the fire of the battleship burned, it was no longer something that could be resisted by manpower, and how could the battleship be extinguished with only the pots and pans in the hands of the soldiers.
"Stop, who are you?" Warriors in the distance roared, and dozens of figures were evacuating from the other side of the battleship.
"Catch them!" As soon as the officers gave the order, all the soldiers threw away their utensils, took up their weapons and chased after them.
"Big ...... Big brother, they're chasing after you! A short figure said.
"Then don't run!" During the day, the man slapped the man and spread his legs and ran off into the distance.
Andy gritted his teeth, the fire on the battleship was undoubtedly related to them, whatever the reason, catch them first.
Andy drew his dagger and chased after him. Although those robbers are also outlaws, they still seem a little inadequate in front of these regular troops.
Dozens of people, all of them have been arrested in less than ten minutes, all of them have lost their human form, if it weren't for those officers and His Royal Highness the Prince on their heads, it is estimated that there is no one alive now.
"Who dared to burn our battleship!" Arthas let out a loud shout and stepped forward to face the man.
The man shuddered, raised his head slightly and glanced at Arthas, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he stammered as he looked at Arthas, "You...... You...... You're not ......."
"Hmph, you're killing yourself!" Arthas didn't wait for the man to finish speaking, and plunged the sword in his hand into his heart.
The man looked at Arthas in horror, pain distorted his face, he had recognized Arthas, he had hired himself to burn the battleship, but why did he do it? But he won't know the answer, his life is over, and it can be said that their fate has been sealed since they accepted the employment of Arthas.
"Kill them all!" Arthas yelled with a gloomy face.
For a moment, the screams resounded in the night sky, and blood almost stained the beach red.
"Warriors!" Arthas waited for the hired outlaws to be eliminated, and stood on a high place and shouted, "Now that the battleship has been burned down by these bastards, we can't return to Lordaeron for a while, only a battle against Marganis can ensure our survival in Northrend, and we can wait for Lordaeron's reinforcements to arrive and take us home!" ā
The warriors did not know what was going on, and seeing that their hopes of returning home were destroyed, and they could only hope that their prince, perhaps as His Royal Highness said, must fight valiantly to save their lives.
Andy frowned, feeling that something was not quite right, even if Arthas was angry in his heart, he would not leave a single person alive. In any case, you have to ask who they are instructed by.
But Andy was suspicious in his heart, but because he didn't have any evidence, he could only bury his guess deep in his heart. Now that the battleship is gone, the hope of returning home is gone, and his life must be saved.
The whole army prepared another one at the beach, and on the morning of the third day, they marched to the northernmost glacier of Northrend, facing the rising sun.
Muradin and Andy walked behind Arthas, and the two looked at each other, neither of them spoke, but they both saw a trace of worry in each other's eyes.
After several days of marching on the ice field, Lordaeron's army finally saw a faint shadow of a tall mountain range.
"Andy, are you the glaciers Jones said you were talking about?" Arthas turned his head and asked, now Arthas seemed to be a completely different person, not as lifeless as before.
Andy looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "It should be, but I don't know if the palace Jones said is here?" ā
Arthas clenched his fists and said with a resolute expression: "Always look for it, and the whole army will speed up." ā
As the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse, although they saw the outline of the glacier, but they did not reach it until the sunset. It seems that they still need to walk for another two or three days.
In the middle of the night, Arthas was alone outside the tent, looking at the starry sky, and a voice kept shouting in his heart: Near, near!
Ever since he had led his troops deep into Northrend, he had often heard a voice from the void calling out to him. He didn't know if it was a hallucination, he only knew that following the voice, he had seen the shadow of the glacier.
Could it be that even God is helping himself? A smile appeared on Arthas's lips, and he couldn't help but sigh at how right his decision was. Although they killed dozens of people, they were all a group of damned people who robbed their homes and houses, and they deserved to die for their ideals.
After daybreak, the troops continued their journey. After another half a day, Alsace suddenly stopped. The voice in his heart began again, but this time with great urgency.
Arthas let his troops rest in place, and then followed the voice with his eyes closed, walking step by step, even the calls of Andy and Muradin.
"What's wrong with him?" Muradin was puzzled, for it seemed to him that Arthas was as if he were deaf.
Andy shook his head and quickly followed. Andy was more and more surprised as he walked, Alsace had his eyes closed, but as if someone was in front of him and someone was guiding him, he walked left and right through a valley.
The Alsatian race opened his eyes, the voice in his heart vanished, and a huge ice cave appeared in front of him.
Arthas frowned and stepped inside. In the center of this ice cave, there is a long sword that is emitting cold air, and the blade of the long sword is sealed by the cold ice, leaving only the hilt, but this still cannot hide the sharp light of the long sword.
Arthas slowly approached, hesitating to grasp the hilt of his sword, but there seemed to be a hint of struggle on his face.
"Arthas!" Andy walked over quickly, grabbed him and said, "Don't touch it, there seems to be something wrong with this sword!" I could clearly feel the fluctuation of his magic, but it had a violent aura. ā
Andy crouched down, looked at the blade sealed in the ice and continued, "There is an incomprehensible rune on the sword, it seems to be some kind of curse? ā
Muradin also walked over, but his face was completely incredulous. After a long time, he slowly said, "This ...... This is Frost Sorrow, the artifact, the Rune Sword! ā
"Frost's Sorrow?!" Arthas exclaimed, but in the blink of an eye, his surprise turned to joy, "This is the sorrow of frost?" That Excalibur that can kill demons? ā
"Arthas, I'm afraid this is not a divine sword, but a cursed sword, and there is obviously a curse on its sword!"
"I can't control that, even if there is any curse, it doesn't matter, I am willing to bear these pains in order to avenge my people!" Arthas said, grappling the hilt of Frostmourn's sword.
As soon as his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the ice on the blade quickly peeled off, revealing the blade of the sword that had been inserted into the ice. Arthas strained his arm and pulled his sword out sharply.
But what he didn't expect was that at the moment Frost Sorrow was pulled out, the ice around the sword body completely shattered, and the shattered ice chips scattered like sharp knives, cutting Andy and Muradin all over their bodies.
The moment the sword was pulled out, a huge impact force was suddenly released from the sword body, and with those shattering fragments, it knocked Andy and the two out of the air.
The two flew more than ten meters and landed, but they were unconscious and passed out.