The undead pass through Quel'Thalas's only path to Lordaeron, approaching Lordaeron's range. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Alsace looked at the endless farmland in front of him, and his heart was indescribably happy, because today he is back.

Lordaeron, where he grew up, has fond memories of his childhood, and where he once loved the most, and everything here will be his.

As long as these undead under his command swarmed him, this land would belong to him forever, but he didn't want to do it yet, he was once the prince here, and he still is!

So, Arthas didn't want to solve it through violence, he had to go and meet his father, the old man who was dying.

"Gamas, I'll give you half of your men to go and raze Gilneth to the west, and when I take Lordaeron, I want no chickens and dogs there!" Although Arthas didn't want to destroy his own king, the others obviously didn't have so much luck!

Garmas grinned and said, "As you wish, I will give you a clean Gilneth, and there will be a large number of soldiers for you." ”

With that, Gamath turned around and howled, turning toward Gilneth. Arthas, on the other hand, left the remaining undead under the leadership of Stari and Sylvanas, and scattered them among the forests and hills around Lordaeron, just waiting for Arthas's final orders.

Arthas stood by a small river, looking at himself through the reflection of the river, his silver armor stained with dirt and turned black. His originally resolute and handsome face has also become different from ordinary people, dark yellow and dull.

Arthas took off his armor without saying a word, wiped the dirt and blood stains on it in the creek, washed his face in the river, and then put on his armor and walked towards the city of Lordaeron.

The sun had risen, and the warm sun shone on him, but he didn't feel the warmth at all. Alsace, who had sold his soul, would always be as cold as the glaciers of Northrend.

He also hated the sunshine so much, and he preferred the foggy nights to the clear days, which was the world he longed for.

Sadness, emptiness, hatred, and powerlessness filled his body, and now Arthas looked like a soldier fleeing from the battlefield, miserable and helpless.

"Who?" Lordaeron had already been scared of the undead.

Arthas raised his head and took off the helmet on his head, revealing a dark yellow face, and his eyes looked blankly at the soldiers guarding the door?

"It's me, I'm Alsace." Arthas's voice was extremely weak, and when he finished speaking, he could no longer hold it and fell to the ground.

The soldiers guarding the gate are already stupid, Arthas? Isn't that the name of your own prince? Prince! OMG!

Several soldiers hurriedly ran over, lifted Arthas and laid him flat, and finally saw his face clearly, and the hearts of several people who saw it couldn't help but tremble.

What kind of ordeal did it take to get yourself into this? I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince took the troops to Northrend to find revenge on that demon, is this a great revenge?

Regardless, the return of His Royal Highness the Prince still made them ecstatic, and they didn't see that King Terenus was already thinking about his son and was about to go crazy.

"Quick, go and inform His Majesty!" A soldier said hurriedly.

Terenus, who received the report from the city gate, trembled with excitement, and returned, Arthas finally returned!

Terenus dragged his sick body and ran to the city gate step by step, he wanted to see his son with his own eyes, he couldn't lose Arthas, he couldn't!

"Arthas, Arthas?" Terenus whispered in Arthas's ear.

Alsace had been carried back to the palace, and the court doctor and the priest of the cathedral had come to see him. Although Arthas suffered some injuries, it was fine, and he fainted only because of overwork.

As for the reason why Arthas came back alone, Terenus didn't want to know so much, whether the soldiers would come back or not was not within the scope of his consideration, as long as Arthas returned, this was the guarantee of whether his kingdom of Lordaeron could continue to continue. As for the soldiers who did not return, it would be nice to pay a pension.

Arthas slowly opened his eyes, in fact, his fainting was just a pretense he had, he didn't feel tired at all now, he didn't feel hungry, his soul was no longer his.

"Father?" Arthas cried softly, and he saw the gray-haired old man again.

"My son, when the elf named Andy came, he told me that you were missing, and I couldn't accept it." Terenus said in tears, choked up.

"Father, I don't want to mention him anymore, he abandoned us and left us stranded on the glacier for more than a year, and we have only been able to come back now." Arthas struggled to get himself up, but was pushed back by Terenus, "When I came back, I happened to encounter a storm, and all the ships sank, and I survived by floating to the sea. ”

"Hmph, I knew that the elves didn't have a good thing, and it seems that I didn't believe he was right at the beginning." Terenus said angrily, "You just keep it up, and don't mess around on your own." ”

Arthas watched Terenus stagger out of the room, a sneer on his lips. This old thing didn't notice it at all, and even those outsiders didn't see the flaw, and it seemed that his first plan was successful.

I didn't expect this old man to care so much about himself, but unfortunately he was no longer the prince who waited for the old man to abdicate and then take over. He is now the most powerful knight under the Lich Throne, with unrivaled power.

"Arthas, you are really ruthless, this is your father, are you willing to lie to him?" A few sneers rang out from Arthas's package.

"Don't forget, Kel'thugad, now I am the master's most trusted subordinate." Arthas put away his smile and said coldly, "You'd better stay in there and don't mess with me." ”

There were only two chuckles in the package, and he stopped talking. On the contrary, Arthas frowned, why did the Andy that Terenus said feel so familiar?

Andy and Kael'thas took the last remaining troops and followed the footsteps of the undead towards Lordaeron. They set out much later than Arthas, so when they caught up, they saw only a large crowd of undead marching towards the west.

"How did the undead go west?" Kael'thas wondered, "Shouldn't Lordaeron continue south?" ”

Andy was also puzzled, looking at the appearance of the undead, there should be no doubt that it should be a large army, but why did he change direction halfway? What's in the west, only ......

Andy suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "It's Gilneth to the west!" But what are they doing there? ”

Everyone was also puzzled, Gilneth had long stopped communicating with the Alliance, and had built a high wall to cut off Gilness's connection with the countries of the Alliance.

"Are they for those things?" Andy was shocked that Gilneth was not only human, but also some things that were not originally in this world.

"What?" Kael'thas asked.

"Werewolf!" Andy's face gradually turned cold, if those werewolves were also transformed into undead form, it would be really bad.

"Werewolves? What's that? Kael'thas had apparently never heard of such a thing, "Is it a race or something else?" ”

"A powerful weapon!" Andy said, "Powerful enough for humans to match!" ”

Andy has seen the combat effectiveness of werewolves, but in the face of such a large army of undead, as well as those strong undead breeds, can those werewolves still fight against them.