Gavin Rad and Rivendell were the first to charge the enemy line.

Illidan's troops were used by the blood elves of Kael'thas as the queen troops, so when the warriors of the Phoenix Kingdom collided with the Scourge legion, the blood elves who had previously experienced the destruction of the country were instantly red-eyed.

"Kill these bastards!!"

Braden, the chief knight of Kael'thas was the case, his wife and daughter were killed by the minions of the undead in the Battle of Silvermoon City, and he was so grief-stricken that he surrendered all his hatred to the undead Scourge.

The two sides fought together under the frozen throne, the hatred of the blood elves, the coldness of the natural disaster, like the collision of flames and ice, out of control!

A terrible roar resounded over Northrend, and the war had drained almost all the forces of both sides.

On the side of Kael'thas, Prince Quel'Thalas, who had experienced the pain of losing his father and the hatred of his kingdom, defected to Illidan with the few tens of thousands of people who were the only hope of the Blood Elves' recovery, and they followed the prince without fear of any obstacles ahead.

On the other hand, on Xue Huan's side, after experiencing the Battle of Mount Hyjal and the Lordaeron Coup, the nearly 100,000 Scourge Legion also became his only army guarding the Frozen Throne.

Both sides are fighting to the death, and no one can take half a step back!

"Get out of here!!"

Kael'thas had red eyes and unleashed fire magic in his hands, scattering pillars of fire and flying fireballs across the battlefield, burning the scourge soldiers in front of him.

For a pampered prince like Kael'thas, nothing is more profound than the pain of the ruin of the country, and if it weren't for Xue Huan, he wouldn't have to lead his people here to embark on this road of no return where he couldn't see the future clearly.

The prince stroked his weapon, a flaming blow that had been given to him by his father on his deathbed, symbolizing the immortality and glory of Quel'Thalas, and now, his inheritance.

His hatred for Xue Huan is no less than anyone else's.

After clearing out the few unsightly ghouls and zombies in front of him, Kael'thas found that the army of the undead was completely out of sight, and they continued to pour in from the top of the mountain, fearless to death.

And in the confrontation with these guys, his blood elf troops are obviously starting to fall behind.

Because there are so many undead, and Kael'thas has seen with his own eyes that every time his people fight to the death, they are transformed into a scourge by those filthy and vile necromancers, who stand up and return to the battle as their own enemies.

In this way, the opponent's army source is almost endless!

In this war, the blood elves can achieve a one-for-two ratio with the undead scourge, which is already very good, but it is not enough, far from enough!

Faced with this situation, he had to be unreserved.

Kael'thas closed his eyes slightly, concentrating on his magic, and the air around him began to surge, converging in his direction.

"Firestorm!!"

With a roar from Kael'thas Thas, a sea of fire suddenly appeared in the snow of Northrend, which turned the surrounding landscape red, and the coverage of the sea of fire continued to expand as time passed.

It turns out that this is no ordinary flame, and even the Abomination, a natural disaster species with high physical and magical resistance, has been turned into char under the continuous burning of this sea of fire.

The smell of meat paste on the battlefield is overflowing, and the charred corpses take on various strange shapes.

I have to say that as a high-level magician, Kael'thas has been vividly embodied in the battlefield, and this large-scale fire magic alone has made Xue Huan pay the tragic price of nearly a thousand undead natural disasters.

Kael'thas curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, he hadn't had been happier since Quel'Thalas's demise, and nothing could be more enjoyable than killing these undead.

Except, of course...

As Kael'thas thought this, he saw the man on the other side, riding a skeletal horse, thinking about it day and night.

Kael'thas didn't know Xue Huan, in fact, even in the original battle of Silvermoon City, they had never faced each other head-to-head, even as-for-tat opponents, ironically, this guy who killed his father and destroyed his homeland, he had never met.

But even so, the incomparably thick dark aura exuded from Xue Huan's body, as well as the special treatment of being surrounded by a group of ghouls and abominations, also allowed Kael'thas to confirm Xue Huan's identity at the first time.

"Lord of Darkness!!You bastard, don't run!!"

The only person who can be baptized by aristocratic etiquette since childhood, and the gentle Kael'thas scolds him, is only Xue Huan.

At the same time, a flame magic was already brewing in Kael'thas's hands, and he even used a scroll that strengthened the fire magic in order to hit it with one blow.

Xue Huan was looking for Illidan in the vast army, but when the danger suddenly approached, he instinctively grabbed the reins of the skeleton warhorse, and then leaned his upper half back, dragging the fireball of tail flame directly past the tip of his nose.

It's thrilling!!

Don't look at it as just an ordinary fireball technique, without the protection of a helmet, if he is hit on the head by this magic, I am afraid that he will either die or be disabled!

Xue Huan stopped and looked at the hateful voice.

About a hundred meters away, a blood elf in a golden and red robe stood on the snow, his expression arrogant, his eyes staring straight at him, three emerald green orbs around him, the power of fire magic crackling under his feet.

"This is the end of your sins, butcher!!"

The voice of the blood elf was still clearly audible even in this noisy battlefield.

Xue Huan tilted his head, this sentence was so familiar, it seemed that more than one person had said this to him, he looked at this blood elf, trying to search in his mind, but for a long time, he couldn't remember who this guy was.

But judging from the other party's clothing, appearance, and magic control ability, it shouldn't be an ordinary pawn.

"Who are you?" he asked coldly.

Hearing this, Kael'thas trembled with anger.

The prince raised his flaming blow, his eyes fiery, "Do you recognize this sword?"

Xue Huan looked at the slender flame blow, and after a long time, he suddenly came to his senses, he patted his head, and his tone was frivolous: "That's right, I did remember, at the moment I killed him, then, you are here to take revenge, you are his... Son?"

In the face of Xue Huan's provocation, Kael'thas almost gritted his teeth: "You have taken away everything I cherish, and all that is left in my shell is the anger of revenge, and you must atone for your sins!"

Immediately after, three fireballs in a row roared towards Xue Huan.

This kid is really violent.

In the face of the fireballs that shot out, Xue Huan did not panic at all, now that he has been promoted to the lord level, after gaining the power of the Lich King, he is even more powerful, he raised the frost sorrow, and with a light wave above his head, after the three fireballs hit the blade of the sword, it was as if they had cooled down, and there was no threat to him.

"This is the Ice World, my home turf, boy, you have to weigh before using fire magic. Xue Huan laughed.

Xue Huan may have forgotten that although the guy in front of him looks young, his actual age is older than him, I am afraid that there is more than one round, but so what?

In this world where the strong are respected, strength is everything.

"Really, try this!!" Kael'thas sneered at the corners of his mouth.

With Kael'thas chanting the incantation, the color of the sky suddenly changed, and the scorching air gathered in midair, and a few seconds later, a huge meteorite wrapped in red-hot magma fell directly towards Xue Huan's location.

Meteorites.

That behemoth attracted the attention of almost everyone on the battlefield, the meteorite gradually enlarged in Xue Huan's pupils, and in the face of the blazing air wave that rushed to his face, Xue Huan let out a low sigh, and actually pulled out the frost sorrow directly, and threw the magic sword in the direction of the meteorite.

"Boom !!"

At that moment, the extreme cold and the extreme heat collided together, bursting into a brilliant fire.

But as an artifact, the power of Frost Sorrow is obviously superior, after the magic sword collides with the meteorite, the powerful force directly shatters the meteorite, and countless stones are cooled by the cold breath emitted by Frost Sorrow, turning into "hail" and falling.

Kael'thais's magic was easily cracked by Xue Huan, who forced a smile and recalled Frost's sorrow with his backhand, admiring Kael'thas as he wanted to cry without tears.

There is still an insurmountable gap between the peak of the lord and the seventh-order primary!

"You're not my target, and I don't have time to play games with you here. Xue Huan glanced at Kael'thas coldly, and then yelled into the chaotic battlefield: "Gavenrad, Rivinedell!!"

Two death knights appeared in front of Xue Huan one after the other.

"You can play with the prince, I will go first, and I will not accompany you. Xue Huan laughed.

In Kael'thas's unwilling eyes and helpless rage, he rode his skeletal horse and turned and disappeared into the battlefield, never to be seen again.

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