Led by a warrior dressed in full plate armor, Arthas made his swift journey through the dark passages amid the stench of a mixture of anecdotes.

The passage was dark, and Arthas believed that he would soon be lost in the complex passage if it weren't for the warriors in front of him to lead the way. He spoke several times, but the warriors did not respond, and the only sound in the entire passage was the sound of them trampling on sewage.

Finally, the warrior pushed open a stone door. The dim light shone from within, making Arthas's eyes uncomfortable. It took him a while before he saw what was going on inside.

"Father, are you okay?" Arthas shouted in surprise, rubbing his eyes vigorously to make sure it wasn't a dream or a hallucination. Then he ran over.

The old king sat on a stone chair, dressed in tight-fitting fine leather armor and with a bandage around his head, looking weak and haggard.

The old king stretched out his hand to stop him, and then looked at his proud son by candlelight. He now looks like a young man, and his head is open, and he will be a good fighter in two or three years.

"Arthas, how are your mother and sister?" The old king knew the situation well, but his family did not know how.

Arthas wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes before saying, "Mother and sister are fine, but they are very sad, I think, I think ......"

"Hehe, I thought I was going to die." The old king smiled bitterly: "Moreover, I am ready to be martyred, but I was knocked out by the guards and brought here to hide like a mouse." ”

Arthas's eyes were red and he said, "Father." What are you going to die for? Lordaeron needs you, and the league needs you, if something happens to you. What hope do we have? Now that the tribe is pressing, the marshal is almost overwhelmed, but that damn bastard hasn't arrived yet, I think he's clearly ......"

"Enough, now is not the time to say that." The old king stopped Arthas, and with a sigh of relief, said, "Besides, I am not as great as you say. There's nothing I can do about it. It's not me who can turn the tide, not Marshal Lothar, it's what you call a bastard. If there is one person who can lead the alliance to victory, he must be. ”

"No way, he's only two years older than me." Arthas roared in a low voice, "You are alive now, we still have the army." You just have to get out of the way. Raise your arms and call out countless Alliance warriors will defeat the damned orcs. ”

The old king shook his head and said, "I want too, my son, but alas, I can't." Okay, don't dwell on that. I asked you to come here just to ask you to promise me one thing. ”

"Father, you say." Arthas calmed down.

"I know better than you about the form outside." The old king said with a careful tone, "The best situation is the best." Brad brings reinforcements, and by a miracle defeats the powerful tribe. If so, I'll get out of this dark place. But this possibility is very small, and the other result is that the battle is lost. The alliance retreated temporarily. At this time, Brad, who has the myth of being undefeated, will inevitably dominate the alliance, and I know that you hate Brad very much, and so do I, but as a future king, you must learn to be patient. Don't show hostility towards him, you are in the light, I am in the shadows, and with the blessing of Lothar and Uther, so that we Lordaeron will have a chance to rise again. ”

"I, I understand." Arthas gritted his teeth and agreed, he was so proud in his heart, he represented the hope of Lordaeron, and he had the supreme glory. But until that person appeared, at first she just looked at the other party unhappy, and with her father's arrangement, she easily abolished the other party. However, the other party was not completely silent. On the contrary, it rose rapidly, and the dazzling light, not to mention the young people of his own generation, even the older generation such as Ferdin, Uther, they have to look up.

Looking at the other party's sun-like brilliance made him extremely uncomfortable in his heart. At first, others were still compared to themselves, and then somehow they rose to the same height as their father.

That person became the hero of all the people in the alliance and was worshiped by countless generals and endured himself, but what made him unbearable the most was that even his closest sister had eyes full of reverence every time she mentioned that person, and the girl she liked had a worse and worse attitude towards herself, and said to Brad, how about closing up Brad, making him explode all over.

But as an excellent prince, he deeply understands his responsibilities, so he can only grit his teeth and agree.

"Very good, you are really good, believe in yourself, you are the best king." The old king smiled with satisfaction, and then said: "Don't compare yourself with that person, he is a demon, you can treat him as our generation." Don't think about fighting him, you're no match for him, at least not yet. If you can, you can sell him a favor and promote the establishment of the Jasper Territory, even if the territory is given to him, it doesn't hurt to give him all the hills, you can rest assured, even if we agree, Gilneth and Riptide Castle will not agree, let them fight, so that we have a chance to ......"

"I will, I won't let my father down." Alsace word by word guarantee.

"And, Gianna." Speaking of this, the old king paused and continued: "Gianna, it is good if you can catch up, but don't force everything, if that person behaves like an interest to her......"

Arthas clenched his fists tightly, his nails squeezed into the flesh, dripping blood, don't look over, and said in a hoarse tone: "Father, I won't be rash, I will stay away from Gianna." ”

Without waiting for the old king to speak, the warrior pushed open the stone door again, gasped and said, "No, it's not good, the battle report came just now, Marshal Lothar had an accident......

"How is this possible?" The old king's smile froze on his face, and he hurriedly said to his son: "You hurry up now, there are still many places where you are needed, go, remember what I said." Remember the "......

Ogrim and Lothar are evenly matched, and they are also the powerhouses of the epic pinnacle. And the weapons of both are not ordinary, Orgrim's is the legendary weapon of destruction, the hammer of destruction, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and Lothar uses the holy sword Quelzaram made by the Pantheon from the purest materials in the universe. The two men fought fiercely, they had been fighting for nearly an hour, but they still did not know the winner.

"Human, give up. Your leader is dead, and your royal city has been taken by us. Our army is several times stronger than yours, what are you still resisting, throw yourself, I will give you a way to live. Orgrim snarled under his breath as he wielded his hammer.

"Don't be delusional, you monster, there are no bad seeds in the alliance, even if all of them die in battle, they won't." Lothar did not waver in the slightest, and remained very determined.

"I know what you're thinking." Orgrim held Lothar's holy sword and pushed the other party away, and said loudly: "You are waiting for that little bug of Brad, I want you to be disappointed, I put a lot of obstacles on him, I believe he will like the gift I gave him." ”

"You're going to be disappointed this time." Lothar attacked violently and said, "I'm sorry to tell you that he's almost here." ”

"So what." Orgrim laughed heartily, a charge collided with Lothar, both of them were dizzy at the same time, and when he woke up, he struck the other party's leader with a war hammer, and continued: "I have an army of orcs gathered, and the army of ogres is too many to count, and the Flying Raven is unrivaled in combat power, and the Golon army is looking down on, even if he is powerful, he can't defeat such a strong coalition army, I just want him to know what helplessness is." ”

At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled. Dozens of skyrocketing mushroom clouds appeared in the distance. Lothar's face was overjoyed, and then her heart darkened slightly. If Brad had more of these shells, what would the tribe be afraid of, but he already knew from Brad that there were not many cannonballs left, and it was estimated that this was the last batch. He once asked Brad to make some more, but Brad regretfully told him that although this kind of cannonball is the main ingredient, another precious material is gone, without this material, the power of the flame bomb is too bad, and it is not worth making at all.

"That's your obstacle, it's an eye-opener." Lothar laughed heartily and attacked even more violently, "Your obstacle is useless to Brad. ”

"I said, this time he only has endless despair." Orgrim said it beautifully, but in his heart he was still very worried, his obstacles were really useless, and they hardly played any role in hindering.

"You're scared." Lothar was in high spirits, he obviously felt that the opponent's momentum had decreased, and then hit the other party and said: "If I remember correctly, you have never won Brad once, he is your nemesis, even if you defeat me, what if you kill Tenaris, as long as Brad is here, you will always be a loser." ”

"It's you who should be worried." O'Graham suppressed his worries, and every time he thought he was going to win, he would always encounter Brad with an accident, and the tide of battle would often turn dramatically. Especially in the battle of the Jasper Territory, hundreds of thousands of elites of the tribe were captured, not only for his prestige, but also for himself to have a trace of fear of Brad. "Brad's light will be crushed even by you, and the commander of this alliance will be taken away from you sooner or later."

"Ridiculous, you think Brad will be as stupid as you and as savage as you orcs?" The light in Lothar's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the holy sword in his hand emitted brilliant holy light energy, and then said: "What about this commander Brad, as long as he wants, I can give it to him immediately." Barbarians, how do you know that the greater the power of the Dao, the greater the responsibility you bear. You are only ignorant savages who know only the way of aggression and plunder. ”…… (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the old mosquito seeds, the cold rain washes the spring and autumn, the golden-winged iron eagle, and the ticket for the absolute dance......