"Hmm...... That's fine, I understand, I'll make a change when I go back. ”

After pondering for a while, Uther also felt that what Arthas said made sense, it would take at least a month for the army to arrive, and there was no need to take military action so quickly.

"Well, that's it...... By the way, Mr. Uther, how did you know we were coming? ”

Arthas nodded, then asked.

"This ...... In fact, our scout saw a huge red dragon flying through the sky, so I wondered if it was Her Excellency the Queen...... Now that Her Excellency is here, you are sure to be here too. ”

Mograini smiled bitterly and said.

"That guy ......"

Arthas then remembered the flamboyant Red Dragon Queen, a dragon of this size flying through the sky, and it was impossible to cause a sensation unless the people on the ground were blind.

"And where did Her Excellency go?"

Wenlesa interjected.

"Then we don't know......"

Mograine shook his head, he usually had a straight face, but after all, Winlesa had a companionship experience with him, so he was much more accommodating at this time.

"Your Excellency's affairs will be put aside, Arthas, and I'll introduce you to ......"

Although he hadn't really taught Arthas anything, Uther had always considered himself Arthas's teacher, and he pointed to the few people who followed him.

As soon as Uther spoke, Arthas realized that he had arrived with Mograine. What kind of person exactly.

The two men behind Uther, the one on the left who looked to be in his fifties, with an old face and a somewhat stumped body. With the support of a cane, it was hard to hide the excitement on his face.

The middle-aged man in his forties on the right looked much calmer, as if he had seen the world, and he was dressed in a very gorgeous costume, wearing a lilac riding suit with a narrow and narrow bayonet sword at his waist.

The man in his fifties is the mayor of the town of Stratholme, Bassellas; A sturdy middle-aged man in his forties. It's the lord here, Baron Rivendell.

"Your Royal Highness, Prince Alsace, you are here. All the inhabitants of the town of Stratholme were very excited; If you and your army need anything, please feel free to ...... to me."

Before Arthas could speak, Mayor Basselas had already spoken earnestly.

"Flutter!"

Wen Lesa couldn't help but let out a chuckle, noticing that everyone's eyes were on her. Winlessa was a little shy. Quickly hid behind Aurelia.

But this can't be blamed on Winlessa, it's really that Mayor Basshras's current appearance is too funny.

Arthas also felt a little helpless - according to Uther and Mograine, they had just learned about their arrival, so how did the residents of Stratholme get excited about their arrival? They must have just woken up, right?

But of course, this was a polite diplomatic rhetoric, and Arthas would not be too embarrassed, an old man who was a little excited to see the royal family.

"Then please, Mayor Barassas. The food and supplies that my army needs to be stationed here will gradually be brought in from Andorhar. As for fresh vegetables and fresh meat...... If the town could provide it, I would buy it at a fraction of the market price. ”

Arthas said to Barassus with a smile.

"Definitely, definitely. Wrap it up on me, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace, but how can I make you pay a high price......"

Mayor Barassus nodded, taking in everything Arthas had said to himself, and excused himself.

On the question of this cost, Alsace intends to hand it all over to the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Alfonso? The clerk of Dirdara came to do the audit, and did not want to discuss the matter too much with Mayor Barassas.

Soon, Arthas's gaze circled the disc-stricken Mayor of Barathus to Baron Rivendell.

Unlike Mayor Barassus, Alsace still has some impressions of this Baron Rivendell.

He was supposed to be a nobleman in Kel'thugad's social circle, and in the original stream of time, Arthas, who was in charge of the army of the undead, swept through Lordaeron's homeland, while Baron Rivendell chose to join the Scourge Legion.

Baron Rivendell, who became a knight, in Alexandros? Mograini was killed by his son Dalyan? After Mograine was purified, he took his place and became one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse under Kel'thugad, eventually dying there when Naxxramas was captured by the Silver Crusade.

But the current Baron of Rivendell does not see evil at all; Noticing Arthas's gaze, the Baron, who seemed to be very particular about his lifestyle, saluted Arthas with standard movements.

"Your Royal Highness, Prince of Arthas, welcome to Stratholme. Neither I nor Barassus will ask much about your army, and you have no need to be suspicious of us, for you can consider yourself the true master of this land; The House of Rivendell will always be His Majesty King Terenus and your faithful servants. ”

It was also a sign of loyalty, but Baron Rivendell's words and appearance were much superior to Barathaus.

"I see, when I get back to Lordaeron, I'll want my father to relay your words."

Arthas nodded politely and said to Baron Rivendell.

"Has only the Knights of the Silver Hand arrived?"

After all, military intelligence is more important, and after a brief greeting, Arthas and Uther discuss it again.

"Yes, I think the army of Stormwind will have to wait a month, and the army of Fort Riptide will take a few weeks to arrive."

Uther replied.

"Then let's wait here now......"

Arthas looked back at the Lordaeron Royal Guards' camp, where tents had been erected, and teams of Lordaeron Royal Guards were sticking wooden fences with sharp horns around the camp.

Even on their own territory, these highly educated soldiers will not let their guard down.

"Do we need to move the camp here?"

Uther asked Arthas; Although he was Alsace's teacher, before this expedition, Alsace was the only commander to be decided at the military council.

"It doesn't matter...... Mr. Uther, decide for yourself! Next, I think we'd better go and relax...... Mograini, do you want to go to Stratholme? ”

Arthas looked at Uther and Mograine and extended an invitation - although the war was imminent, there was still a month to go! (To be continued......)