Chapter 423: Chicken Legs I Can Do What I Want
The gates of Fort Rapids have been turned into a construction site in full swing.
After the battle at midnight last night, a madwoman who came out of nowhere knocked down the gates of Rapids, and although the battle was now favorable, the necessary protection was still necessary, because most of the adult men were conscripted into the army and were now on an expedition with Prince Danas, so the palace guards once again took on the responsibility of building the new city gates.
Arthas sullenly leaned into Frostmourn's arms, riding on a warhorse with his little magic sword - of course, it was Frostsorrow who was at the helm.
King Terenus's cavalry guard slowly passed through the broken gates of Riptide Castle, and the sharp-eyed palace guards recognized King Terenus and stopped the other court guards from interrogating him.
King Terenus's convoy was almost the only cavalry force in Riptide Castle; In last night's battle, Lordaeron and Stormwind had suffered heavy losses in reinforcements, but it was the carefully selected horses that suffered even greater losses; King Terenus's convoy did not participate in the battle, so the horses remained; The Knights of the Silver Hand and the Royal Guard of Lordaeron could only have a few hundred escaped horses collected from outside the battlefield, as well as horses from the fallen warriors of the Iron Horse Brotherhood; Most paladins and royal guards of Lordaeron can only be used as infantry temporarily.
In Fort Torrent after the Great War, the streets were empty; Doors are shut, women, old people and children have not yet recovered from last night's shouts of slaughter - civilians are always so powerless in the face of war.
At the entrance to the palace of King Soras. Terenus and the others dismounted their horses, and the porter and attendants surrounded them and took them away. Sent to the stables for washing and feeding.
"Arthas, what are you going to do next?" As King Terenus walked into the palace, he asked his son, who was behind him.
"I don't know, father. What about you? "Alsace's love is very low, and he answers his father's questions without a match; Even Frost Sorrow felt the low depression of his master, and quieted down rarely.
"I'm going to have breakfast with King Solas; Then we will go together to pay tribute to the soldiers who have been wounded in the war. If Archmage Antonidas and his mage forces are able to reach Fort Riptide in the morning, we will need to meet with him once. "King Terenus knows his agenda inside out.
"Okay. Father, I wish you all a qiē shun lì. I want to go back to my room to sleep. Alsace didn't find anything in his father's schedule that interested him, and he took his leave. Frostmourn grimaced at King Terenus, then bounced after his master and left with him.
In the face of Arthas's disrespectful behavior, King Terenus smiled. I don't think I'm sorry at all; Until the back of Alsace almost disappeared around the corner of the stairs. His Majesty the King cried out, "Oh yes, Arthas; The leader of the orcs is imprisoned in the dungeon. It is said to speak the lingua franca, and if you are interested, you can interrogate it for me; Maybe you can ask something out of its mouth. ”
Arthas's footsteps paused, and "Ogrim?" came to his mind. ruined the name "Hammer of Miè"; Hearing his father say this really piqued his interest.
"I know, I'll go, father." Arthas's voice came from behind the stairs. King Terenus turned and walked to King Soras's drawing-room—when they had left in the morning, the two had agreed to have breakfast together when they returned—with a strange and eerie smile on his face. I don't know what happened to make him happy.
Walking up the stairs and through the corridor, Arthas came to the door of his room, and noticed that the door was open, albeit with a small gap.
"Huh? Is there anyone in there? Arthas said to himself—perhaps the routine cleaning of the palace attendants after they had been left behind!
The little prince pushed open the door, walked straight to the bed, threw himself on the bed, and then said weakly: "Don't clean up yet, I need to rest here now; I'll leave in a moment, and you'll clean up again. ”
Arthas planned to rest for a while before going to the dungeon to meet the orc chieftain; He said this to the chamberlain who was cleaning the palace.
After a moment of speaking, Arthas did not get a response, which made him wonder - could it be that the squires had already left the room? No, why didn't you even hear footsteps? What's more, King Soras's chamberlain's chamberlain wouldn't be so rude, right? Even if you want to leave, you should say goodbye to yourself!
And...... I don't know if it was an illusion, but Alsace seemed to smell the aroma of the dishes—he had left in a hurry in the morning, he hadn't had time to eat breakfast, and now he felt a little hungry...... Could it be that the attendants have already brought breakfast to the guest rooms?
With such doubts in mind, Arthas got up from his bed and opened his eyes. And then......
In front of Arthas was the person he most wanted to see and the last thing he wanted to see...... Oh no, dragons. I want to see it because Arthas really wants to fix this guy properly; I don't want to see it, because Arthas wants this guy to die!
The Red Dragon Queen was sitting at her desk in her room, a large desk filled with plates and bowls of food that was the source of the aroma of the dishes.
Our Majesty was staring at Arthas in a daze, as if Arthas's sudden return had startled her and stopped what she was doing; She held a piece of cherry pie in one hand, and a chicken leg in the other, and the yellow chicken leg had even reached the mouth of Her Excellency the Queen.
"Arthas, why are you back?" The Red Dragon Queen put the chicken leg down and asked suspiciously.
Seeing that Arthas had been staring intently at himself, his eyes full of unkindness; The Red Dragon Queen furrowed her long eyebrows, her face was full of reluctance, and the hand holding the chicken leg stretched forward vigorously, and her tone was full of reluctance: "You...... Do you want to eat chicken thighs too? But this is the last drumstick! If...... If you really want to eat it, I'll give you half of it...... But say it beforehand! Half at most! ”
As she said this, the Red Dragon Queen stole a glance at Frost Sorrow, who was staring at her like Arthas - the chicken leg herself wanted to eat too, but she didn't want to be repaired by this guy, so she had to give the chicken leg half to the human imp head! (To be continued......)