"What?!"

The sudden news lifted everyone's hearts, especially Arthas, who smiled and apologized to the dwarven captain in front of him and flew to the other side, with Gianna close behind.

With the help of some soldiers, a man with white temples crawled out of the buried rubble.

"Holy Light, thank you, Your Highness, for arriving in time, otherwise we would have been food for these guys. The kind village chief said respectfully, perhaps because he was overly frightened, and the village chief's face turned a little blue.

In addition to the village chief, other surviving villagers in the farmhouse were also excavated one after another, some of them hiding in dry wells, some hiding in cellars, and they were able to escape the hunt of undead creatures.

"Light bless, I knew you would come to our rescue!"

"Long live Your Majesty Terenus! Long live the Holy Light!"

There was a tsunami-like cheer all around, and some of the brave people even kicked the rotting zombies that had fallen to the ground to vent their resentment.

Dwarven captain Digor also came to celebrate the brief victory, and Gianna smiled with relief as she watched Arthas surrounded by a group of eager villagers, but Xue Huan stood on the other side with a gloomy face, out of step with the warm and cheerful atmosphere around him.

What the hell is this guy doing, and why are there so many people living in this town?

Xue Huan watched all this through gritted teeth, but when his peripheral vision glanced at the face of a male villager who was clapping, he was stunned for a moment.

He could see clearly that the male villager was hunched, his face was pale, his lips were black and chapped, and he coughed a few times from time to time.

I see...

As the source of the plague, how could he not know that this was a manifestation of plague poisoning, but someone deliberately suppressed it and prevented it from breaking out.

Xue Huan lowered his head again, he looked around, fortunately the villagers and soldiers were immersed in the joy of victory, and did not notice that they were unusual.

"That's what I'm supposed to do as a crown prince. ”

The cheers in the square continued, everyone was excited to get rid of the undead creatures, and although Arthas was calm on the surface and calm in tone, he was full of joy inside, looking at this face full of hope for the future, he felt that he had got everything he wanted.

Father, do you see that I will be a good king in the future!

"The Empire will never abandon any of its subjects, and I have come here to eradicate the plague once and for all and bring light to everyone. Arthas slapped the steel armor heavily and swore an oath.

On behalf of Lordaeron to spread love, Arthas's heart was filled with pride at this moment.

"Long live Your Highness Arthas! Long live Lordaeron!!"

"Praise the Light!

There was another burst of cheers that rang through the sky, and the villagers' faces were filled with happy smiles.

"Your Highness..."

With a solemn face, Farrar squeezed in from the cheering crowd, walked up to Arthas, and whispered, "Your Highness Arthas, you'd better... Check this out. ”

Led by Falar, Arthas walked out of the crowd and came to a dilapidated farmhouse, and following the direction of Falar's finger, the prince's heart sank, and the expression of joy on his face instantly froze, and slowly turned into horror.

"It's... These things..."

Arthas pointed to the empty boxes stacked in the corner, his lips trembling and speechless...

And Gianna and Xue Huan also rushed over at this time, the former covered her mouth in horror after seeing these empty boxes stacked at random, she shook her head desperately, and looked at Arthas, who was also speechless in shock.

Empty boxes...

And...

It is stamped with the seal of Andohal ...

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Arthas glanced at Gianna with difficulty, and with a fluke mentality, he turned his head stiffly to look at a villager, and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "This... In these boxes... What's loaded?"

The villager of Andohar looked at him puzzled: "It's just the grain delivered from Andorhar, don't worry, Your Royal Highness, the food has been distributed to the villagers, and we have baked a lot of bread to ensure that everyone has a portion." ”

The corners of Xue Huan's mouth hooked up a smile of successful conspiracy.

Well done, Kel'thugad!!

"Oh, no!!!!"

Arthas understood at once, and his body shook as he looked at the crumbs of yeast bread left on the corner of the villager's mouth, his eyes full of despair.

Grain...

It's been distributed...

The plague does not just want to kill his people, but to make them darker, more twisted, more terrifying...

Just as the idea was taking shape in the prince's mind, the villager who answered Arthas's question suddenly retched and bent over, while several other villagers did the same.

Their rickety bodies spasmed violently, and strange green light erupted from their eyes.

"You... What's wrong with you?"

Everyone was stunned, and Arthas, whose mind was blank, trembled and couldn't speak.

In just a dozen seconds when Alsace was stunned, the villagers who had just been elated fell down one by one in pain and convulsions, and some soldiers tried to pick up the fallen villagers with frightened faces, but found that it didn't work at all.

One of them held out his hand to Arthas, begging for healing, while the prince cowered in fear as he struggled to die in just a few seconds.

What exactly did he do?

The man was begging for treatment, but he didn't even lift his hand...

But can this really be treated?

Arthas stared at the corpse and thought to himself: Even the Almighty Light wouldn't...

In just a dozen seconds, the jubilant ocean instantly turned into a dead silence!!

Just when everyone didn't know what was going on, the bodies of the fallen villagers suddenly opened their eyes, green hair grew on their bodies, their clothes and bodies began to rot, their eyes began to cloud, and their nails became sharp.

One of the "villagers" awoke suddenly, and it stood up in a very strange posture, and opened its mouth violently, letting out a terrible roar, and the foul rancid smell from its mouth was disgusting.

At this moment, Arthas finally understood...

The zombies they slaughtered at Firestone Farm before, and in Andorhar, actually... All his people who died of the plague!!

"Be careful, Your Highness!!"

Farrar and Pharik roared in unison, the latter splitting the head of a zombie that pounced on him in half with a single sword, covering Arthas's retreat.

Looking at the zombies that were gradually getting up around him, Farrar froze and shouted in a voice that everyone on the battlefield could hear: "Formation! Formation! Prepare to meet the enemy!!"

For a moment, the knights of Lordaeron, who were terrified by the corpse mutation, seemed to have found their backbone, and under the leadership of Farral, they quickly gathered together and used their shields to form an impregnable line of defense.

"Do you feel hopeless, my child?"

Just as Arthas looked overwhelmed by the shock in his chest, a very old-sounding voice rang out from the bell tower, "Foolish prince, you can't save these villagers, just as you can't save this wretched kingdom!"

(End of chapter)