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"Okay, I'll ask you ......"

"Let's go through the whole process first, figure out the ins and outs of the matter, and then help you scoop up ideas!"

In the secret room of Razor Ridge, looking at the elven prince who was frowning in front of him, Old Tang pinched the teacup that was obviously one size smaller in his hand, frowned slightly and said helplessly:

"....... means that the last time you left the Legion Fortress, all my painstaking exhortations were in vain? Illidan finally didn't listen to you and me, and went to the Maelstrom to find the tomb of Sargeras? ”

"Yes."

Speaking of Illidan, who was bent on going his own way, Kael'thas was obviously resentful, nodded at Old Tang with a gloomy face, and replied with a pity of words.

After experiencing the crisis when Don led his troops to help Quel'Salas, Kael'thas and Don established enough trust and friendship. Coupled with the many times they fought side by side on the battlefield and joined forces against the enemy, it is definitely not an exaggeration to say that the current old Tang and Kael'thas have an inseparable relationship.

It's not just Old Don, who regards Kael'thas as one of the few close friends. In the past, the elf prince, who had no true friends because of his personality, identity, strength, etc., also regarded Lao Tang as a partner, brother, and friend who could make friends.

Just like now, the elven prince made no secret of his dissatisfaction with Illidan in front of Old Tang.

Truth be told, Kael'thas now even regrets his reckless act of inviting the Demon Hunter to live with the Blood Elves. But who would have thought that a strong man who has gone through tens of thousands of years of life would be so ignorant of advancing and retreating when he starts to do things. Don't know how to make trade-offs?

The reckless and paranoid demon leaves his hand, and he doesn't seem to know what it means to think twice at all!

If it weren't for the fact that the entire Blood Elf clan owed the Demon Hunter a great favor in rebuilding the Well of the Sun, the Elven Prince would definitely be able to draw a line with Illidan, who would always get into a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Compared with the elven prince's unhappy face, Old Tang didn't care, and continued to ask with his own thoughts:

"And then, with the help of the Naga clan, did he really find some powerful demonic relics?"

"Yes. Eye of Salas. ”

"And then, because the power of the Eye of Salras and the Skull of Gul'dan has escaped, it has finally attracted the attention of Kilgardan, the last remaining high-ranking member of the Burning Legion?"

"Yes."

And then. The fraudster will drop the projection at the door of the Well of the Sun, and put you both, oh. And Ms. Vasqi is blocked? ”

"Yes."

"Oh, yes...... I forgot to ask. Ms. Vaschi's appearance... Well, how, exactly? Forehead...... If you don't count the snake's tail? ”

"If you'd like to get acquainted with Ms. Vaschi, I can introduce you. Anyway, your aesthetic has always been very abnormal, and the specific standard ...... You'd better check it out for yourself. ”

Hearing Don's sudden unreliable inquiry, Kael'thas rarely walked out of his depressed look, and said with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Well, when I didn't say it, let's go on!"

Faced with his friend's verbal ridicule, Old Tang hurriedly diverted the topic with a sneering expression. Once again, focus on the right thing:

"In other words, in the face of the threat of fraudsters, Illidan compromised and got involved with the Burning Legion? And really didn't think about anything, and bombarded the Frozen Throne with the Eye of Sargeras? Boom, boom, boom, but only half of the bomb? ”

"When Malfurion and Tyrande came to the rescue. He just gave up? ”

Don't say that Old Tang looked puzzled and surprised here, even Kael'thas, who had personally followed the demon hunter through this qiē, still couldn't help but sigh when he recalled this qiē.

"Nima, Mr. Dan, can your emotional intelligence grow a little?" Old Tang's heart couldn't help but curse at this moment: "I've tried my best to clear your identity, but you yourself seem to be a nobody...... I smeared myself and deducted the basin ......"

"It has something to do with the Burning Legion's street rats...... You really have emotional intelligence missing the root line. Or do you feel uncomfortable having a reputation that is too good? ”

"Or if you really want to be a power-chasing hero, you would have the courage to kill decisively?" Old Tang couldn't help but squeeze his sun fiercely, and couldn't help but slander in his heart: "As soon as Tyrande comes out, you admit it?" was scooped and pinched by a wife...... Total ...... Eggs What about your festival? ”

But now, no matter how much Don and Kael'thas complain, it will be useless, and the key is to make a decision early to solve the trouble in front of them. After pondering for a moment, Old Tang raised his head again, and instructed the elven prince with a solemn expression:

"Kaizi, no matter what, Illidan is kind to the Blood Elves, and now that he is in trouble, we can't stand idly by. I still have to help him overcome this difficulty. ”

"I understand this truth, but ......" Old Tang was just halfway through his words, but Kael'thas had already frowned and retorted unwillingly.

"Hear me first!" With a wave of his hand, interrupting the elven prince's rebuttal, Old Tang gave his friend a white look full of contempt, and said what he really thought:

"With the worrisome emotional intelligence and personality of the Demon Hunter...... If he is allowed to let his temperament continue, the situation will only become more and more difficult to manage, and finally turn into a mess that cannot be ended...... Even in the future, it will definitely be troublesome. ”

"In order to save some snacks in the future, it can be regarded as for his sake...... This time, you might as well let him fall well and learn a lesson!

Stretching out two fingers and tapping lightly on the tabletop, an imperceptible gleam flashed in Old Tang's eyes, and he said undoubtedly:

"You have to help, but how do you help...... We have the final say! ”

"He's going to lead his troops to Northrend and attack the Frozen Throne? Okay, we've got his back! But if you want us to dispatch elite troops, I'm sorry, the territory is unstable and you can't get out! ”

The corners of Old Tang's mouth outlined a wicked smile, and he snorted at the elven prince. Insidious and cunning tricks to:

"Kaizi, aren't the Amani trolls in the Troll Empire of the Ghost Lands your mortal enemies? During this time, although the undead of Quel'Thalas's natural disasters have been wiped out, those jungle trolls with amazing restoration abilities are showing signs of resurgence and are not very stable...... You blood elves should pay more attention to this! ”

"What do you mean......" Kael'thas was stunned for a moment when he heard Old Tang's words, and then instantly understood Old Tang's thoughts. Raising his eyebrows, he replied with a slight smile: "Create an atmosphere of tension and find a reasonable excuse for refusing to send troops?" ”

Giving a thumbs up to Kael'thas , Old Tang directly explained his plans and calculations:

"When you go back, you might as well secretly send a few small elite troops. Defeat a few Amani trolls' villages and strongholds, anger the jungle trolls and start a dispute of a certain size. ”

"And when the Amani trolls back and retaliate, they can make a desperate parry. You might as well even take the initiative to 'cede' a few small outlying and unimportant strongholds to those trolls. Shows the dilemma of the Blood Elves running out of troops. In this way, a wolf bèi scene of constant conflict and unstable borders is created......."

Old Tang's face was full of unscrupulous stalk, and he spread out his hands and said helplessly:

"The lord's family doesn't have any food leftover!"

"In any case, Illidan will not force you to put aside the safety of your people and the safety of your kingdom, and send troops out on a big expedition at such a critical juncture, right? After all, we are only his 'allies', not his subordinates...... It's already commendable that you, a hero-level archmage, led the guards to go with him in person! ”

"As for me and the ...... with the dragon wrestling army," Old Tang shook his head and sighed bitterly, as if complaining, "Those wild boar people who don't know life and death and don't have a long memory have repeatedly provoked our Shuharu clan, and the situation in the barren land is unstable, which is a fact. I'm also powerless! ”

"Well, we can't make it too difficult for Illidan seniors." Old Tang paused with interest, and then continued unhurriedly to add: "If my plan can be implemented smoothly......

"After going back. You can do this with our Illidan seniors. Let's just say that although our two clans are now in a tight supply of troops, there is no way to draw elites...... But let him give me a week! ”

"In a week, I will pick out a well-stocked 'reinforcement' and cannon fodder for him. As for the source of reinforcements...... It's not the boar people, it's the Kurtilas navy! ”

As soon as the words fell. Old Tang himself was also stimulated by his scoundrel appearance, and couldn't help but crack the corners of his mouth and laugh mockingly. After a long time, Old Tang finally adjusted his feelings, and then said to the elf prince with a stern face:

"Remember, Kaizi! After being involved with the demons of the Burn Legion. Let's not mention the trouble for the time being. At such times, we must not take half a wrong step...... This time, if you go with the army, be sure to stay calm, don't be blinded by momentary hatred, and don't take too many subordinates and people into danger! ”

"Northrend is the stronghold of the Scourge of the Dead, their strongest region...... Act, fight, and put safety first! ”

Hearing Old Tang's instructions, Kael'thas lowered his brows and lowered his head, and after being silent for a long time, he said hesitantly:

Goode ...... This time, Ms. Vaschi also commanded nearly 10,000 elite Naga warriors. You said... If we do our best to gather the strength of our three tribes...... Is it possible to destroy the scourge of the undead in one fell swoop, the shame of the Well of the Sun with a blood? ”

"Hatred for the Scourge Legion...... It's gnawing at my heart all the time! The words revenge and shame come to my dreams every midnight! ”

Looking at the hideous face of the elven prince gritting his teeth, and listening to the obviously suppressed hatred and anger that came to mind in his ears, Old Tang was silent for a long time, and finally said dejectedly:

"Difficult!"

"We know exactly how powerful the Undead Scourges are...... The last time Arthas, the Death Knight, led his troops, it was probably just 'a hair on the nine Schuharu' for a natural disaster......"

"With our Shuharu, the Blood Elves, and less than 100,000 Naga who have committed murder in the sea, but their combat effectiveness on land has been greatly reduced...... This kind of strength wants to destroy the natural disaster...... It's not realistic at all! ”

"The Scourge is far more powerful than you think, and the combat power of those truly elite undead soldiers is far from being comparable to the cannon fodder of the invasion of Quel'......"

"Even if it's a fluke. The price I paid was never what I was willing to see and could afford! ”

After some weighing and explaining, Old Tang shook his head gloomily and said his conclusion:

"When the time has not come and the enemy's situation is unknown, we rashly dispatched troops in a vain attempt to fight to the death...... It's no different to send our people to death! ”

Kael'tham's slender fingers turned white from hatred and anger, and gradually loosened as Old Tang analyzed it, and finally looked at Old Tang with a dejected expression and smiled bitterly:

"I'm in a hurry...... I should have realized that revenge against the Scourge wasn't as easy as I thought it would be......"

"Don't worry. Kyle! Don't look like too much, today's powerlessness does not mean that we have no hope! He patted his friend on the shoulder. Old Tang pondered and struggled for a moment, and finally comforted him: "We may not be able to do it with our strength alone...... But what if it was to gather all the falls, or even all of Azeroth's power? ”

"Don't forget how the Polluter Akmund and the Burning Legion's invaders were destroyed!"

"Trust me. Revenge on the undead and the day when Arthas will be beheaded won't keep us waiting long! ”

……

Can the Blood Elves and Naga alone destroy the undead natural disaster, the corpse mountain and the sea of bones?

Even if you add a wrestling army with dragons, there is no chance of winning......

Haste makes waste.

There's never been the best time to challenge the undead scourge...... If you want to "black" a frost sorrow, it is better to wait for Lafayette to take the lead in the mountains, pull up the banner of the silver Northern Expeditionary Army, and unite the forces of both sides of the tribal alliance, and then take a steady step by step!

And to be honest, the old Tang, known as the "No. 1-stirring stick in Tianzi", really didn't mean to mix with this "Northern Expedition" this time.

Think about how unbelievable it is that the three giants of the Outlands were defeated in front of the Frozen Throne in "history"!

Old Tang is not sure that he will be involved, will he also be "lucky" to encounter the so-called "plot killing", "memory killing", "killing a sister in his arms", and so on?

After all, in memory, Illidan lost without reason.

Because both strength and experience skills. There is no doubt that Illidan is a step ahead of Alsace.

But at the critical moment, Mr. Dan lost so inexplicably!

You must know that when they first fought, Illidan, who had just finished 10,000 years of captivity and had not yet recovered to his peak, also had the upper hand in the competition with Arthas.

And when ice and fire collided in front of the Frozen Throne, Illidan, who had absorbed the power of Gul'dan's skull and became even stronger, was defeated by the power of Arthas for no reason!

Faced with this evil situation. Old Tang didn't have the heart to mix and go in to find out.

In his previous life, the "plot killing" that he hated the most was often the most unsolvable.

Who knows if you rush into it, will you also die in a daze?

After all, the so-called goddess of doom has always been "favored" by herself, who knows if she will arrange some accident in order to "renew the front edge" with herself, and let herself receive a box lunch. End your "crossing" career early?

Rather than taking the courage to participate in a battle that looks weird, Old Tang might as well quickly pack up the gang of human navies and go to Lordaeron to support his "Queen Majesty......

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The fourth day after banishing the three Dreadlord Queens of Lordaeron.

In the ruins of Lordaeron, the residence that once belonged to His Royal Highness the Prince of Arthas, the Death Knight had just gritted his teeth from another sudden sharp pain, but he was already in a cold sweat......

Arthas rubbed his temples, recalling what he saw over and over again.

Previously, communication with the Lich King had been channelled through Guò Frost's Grief. But when the pain beyond the limits of his patience struck, Arthas saw for the first time the "master" he served.

On the towering peaks of a Buddha, the Lich King is imprisoned alone in an unnaturally formed block of ice, just as Frostmourn had done before.

The difference is that the ice on the surface of the Lich King's body does not reflect any shine. And a corner of the ice outside has cracked, as if someone has broken a piece of it, leaving jagged cracks.

The blurred ice makes the Lich King's image difficult to see. But each time his voice pierced the Death Knight's mind sharply, causing him to cry out in pain:

"Danger is looming over the Frozen Throne! Power is draining...... Time is running out...... You must return to Northrend right now! Then his voice stabbed Arthas through the guts like a sharp spear. Listen! ”

Whenever this happens, Arthas feels dizzy and nauseous and vomits.

The feeling of his strength being drained, like the feeling of his adrenaline draining when he was a human, took away far more than he had been given at first, and it made him debilitated. Even gradually degraded to the point where he was even weaker than before he once became a Death Knight......

When he scooped up Frost's Sorrow for the first time, the Death Knight never imagined it would be what it is today. This made him begin to dislike the qiē he had previously believed. It's a pity that a qiē has long been irretrievable.

Shake off the clutter of your mind. Arthas rode almost with great effort, his face shining with cold sweat.

He was going to visit Kel'thugad. The lich was waiting for him in the atrium.

After a journey that he had never thought would be so difficult, the weakened Arthas finally arrived in front of the anxious "floating" lich. Staggered off the horse.

Kel'thugad hung in the air, his robe fluttering uneasily, as if he had worry written on his face.

"So, the seizures are getting worse?" A skeletal shelf looked like a big lich and asked nervously.

Arthas hesitated.

Can he trust this lich? Could Kel'thugad want to take his power? No, the Death Knight made a decision on his own. The former necromancer never led him in the wrong direction. He was as loyal to the Lich King as he was to Arthas himself.

The self-proclaimed King Lordaeron nodded slightly, and this action made Arthas feel like his head was about to fall: "Yes, my strength is gradually draining, and it is now difficult to control the warriors under my command. ”

"The Lich King warns me if I can't get to Northrend right away. That qiē is all over. ”

"So we have to hurry and go."

If those hollow eye sockets could glow, they would have revealed Kel'thugad's sorrow at the moment, and the Great Lich did. "Of course, Your Majesty. You have not been abandoned and will not be abandoned. We're here to go. As long as you feel ......"

"No, ...... King of Alsace, you can't go anywhere. ”

The sudden sound of terror seemed to prove that the Death Knight's power was indeed declining, and he didn't even feel their presence. Turning his head, Arthas was shocked to see that the three Dreadlords were fanning around him.

"Assassin!"

Seeing this, Kel'thugad shouted almost instantly in his hoarse voice, which was unbearable.

"Protect Your Majesty!"

However, the gate of the courtyard slammed shut. A loud rumble drowned out the hoarse voice of the lich calling for the escort.

Arthas pulls out the sorrow of the frost. For the first time since he scooped up the sword and bonded to it, he felt that it was heavy and lifeless in his hand. The runes on the blade of the sword no longer shone, and the beautifully balanced weapon was now nothing more than a heavy piece of metal.

Piles of undead rushed towards him, and for a moment Arthas seemed to return to the moment of his first encounter with the walking dead. He stood outside the small farmhouse that surveyed the plague grain. The stench of decay hit, and those who should have died rushed up to attack, fear nearly numbing him.

The subordinates who were once extremely loyal to him, but now they are completely under the control of the Dreaded Demon King, and in turn they are fighting to the death against him, and they are about to tear themselves to pieces!

In the face of this harsh truth, Arthas fought back with all his might, and a strange sense of disgust arose in his heart.

He never thought they would turn against himself!

Banazal's triumphant voice drowned out the noise of the battle. "You shouldn't have come back at all, stupid human! Your power has weakened, so that we can control most of your soldiers. ”

"Looks like your dynasty is short-lived, King of Alsace." On the other side, he spread his wings and swept over the head of the undead, and Varymatas also let out a sinister laugh, and said mockingly.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him!"

DeTherlock, the leader of the three Dreaddemon Kings, recolded, and as he spoke, his claws like iron hooks were already aimed at Arthas's skull!

Death Knight, former Prince of Lordaeron, now "King of Lordaeron......

At death's door!

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"There are assassins!"

"Protect Your Majesty!"

In the vast endless sea, the deck of the "Sea Kingship" suddenly sounded alarm bells. Hordes of Kultiras Naval Warriors roared out the same language as a certain Great Lich!

Seeing this scene, Old Tang, who hammered several naval soldiers who rushed to him into the sea with a hammer, could only let out a complaining version of the curse in his heart:

"Nima, Gazruvi, you profiteer!"

"Sold me an expired invisibility potion!!".

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