"After reading it, I had even more headaches. ”

Vaschi stood on Onexia's back and sighed, and Richard also nodded and said: "The elven soldiers of Quel'Thalas can really play very little role in this battle, increase the troops, transfer the third legion of Primatis, and the artillery legion also over." ”

"Yes! ”

In the battle just now, Richard and they observed that the only tricks that can effectively kill and injure the necromancers are holy light and spells, cold weapons, especially cold weapons such as swords, arrows, and spears, and their performance in this battle can be called a disaster level, most of the undead creatures have few taels of flesh on their bodies, these cold weapons are difficult to beat, especially bows and arrows, most of the cold weapons of the elves are bows and arrows, which will be very difficult.

"Master, look below, they are arguing. ”

"Oh?

The scene below is clear, Uther walks up to Arthas and gently pats Arthas on the shoulder, admiring him for holding on for so long.

Arthas suddenly roared, "I've done my best, Uther!"

Arthas overreacted a little, after all, Uther was not trying to blame him, but to praise his persistence.

Arthas cried as he spoke, "If I had a regiment of knights, I could—"

Uther narrowed her eyes, "This is not the time to be sentimental or to indulge in pride! And have you noticed that every time our soldiers fall in battle, they expand the army of the undead?"

"So we must go straight to their head!" Arthas snapped at Uther, "Kel'thugad told me who he really is and where he is. It was something called the Dreadlord, and his name was Melganis. And he is now in Stratholme. Stratholme, Uther. That's where you become a paladin of light. Doesn't that matter to you?"

Uther sighed weakly, "Of course it's important, but ......"

Before Uther could finish speaking, Arthas roared loudly, "I'm going to go there and kill Melganis with my own hands, I must!"

"Calm down, kid. You are brave, but you can't defeat someone who can manipulate death alone. ”

"Then come with me, Uther. With or without you, I'll go. ”

Arthas waited for Uther for a moment, but Uther did not move, so Arthas left Uther and Gianna alone, jumped into the saddle, and swung his horse's head towards Stratholme.

Gianna stood up in shock. He left Uther and his soldiers...... As Uther walked up to her side quietly, Gianna shook her blonde head and said, "He may feel that he is responsible for all the dead, and he thinks he should have the ability to stop this." But even the mages of Dalaran were not responsible, they had warned Kel'thugad from the beginning, but no one could have guessed what was happening. Alsace is even less aware.

"He's feeling the weight of the crown, and for the first time. Uther whispered, "He's never been through that before. And so it came to pass, Gianna, that he had to learn how to rule wisely and correctly. When Tenaris was younger, I saw him do something like that. They are all good people, and they all have their people in their hearts, and the highest and highest purpose is to make them safe and happy. ”

He watched Arthas disappear into the distance, his pensive look in his eyes. "But sometimes it's the lesser of two evils. Sometimes you can't do it all the way. Alsace is learning to understand this. ”

"But we can't let her go alone!"

Uther smiled: "Who said that let him go alone, so that the soldiers are resting for a while, although it is more important to coordinate here, but you can't leave him in a place full of dead spirits." But it's better to clear his mind for now. We should give him some time to think, and if you must go, it's better to impose a stealth. ”

"Yes, Lord Uther. ”

After Gianna finished speaking, she cast invisibility on Uther and some paladins, and then quietly followed.

Richard in the sky snapped his mouth a few times, but did not see anything good, and said to Vaschi with some disappointment: "Let's go too, go to Stratholme, and see the masterpiece of our little prince." ”

"Okay, master, I'm sure the Prince of Alsace will give us the result we want. ”

"Definitely, whether it is Marganis or Kel'thugad possessed by him, they will do everything in their power to tempt him, and Arthas is a very important pawn for them now......"

Hearing that Richard was no longer talking, Onexia flipped her wings and began to fly forward freely, and directly below her was Arthas galloping.

Arthas kicked his horse hard. Arthas was not as comfortable as Onexia, and he was angry now that the horse was not running fast enough, because it was not invincible, and his beloved invincibility had long since been lost. The threat of necromancy made Arthas feel more and more an almost irresistible force. His father, the king, had been forced to face the threat of orcs. Savage, violent, conquering creatures come from another world and flood into their world. But Alsace now felt like child's play. How will the Father and the Alliance deal with this plague? Not only will it kill people, but it will pervertedly manipulate corpses to attack their friends and relatives in a way that only a madman would find amusing. Could Tenaris do better? Alsace thought for a moment that Tenaris would be able to see through the puzzle in time and save innocent lives. One moment I think no one can do that. In the face of such big trouble, Arthas believes that Tenaris will be as helpless as himself.

Arthas was thinking about it when he almost hit someone.

"What are you doing, I almost hit you!"

The man in the middle of the road looked unlike anyone Alsace had seen before, but with a familiar feel to it, as if he had seen it somewhere. He was tall and broad-shouldered, and wore a cloak that looked like it was made entirely of shiny black feathers. The shadow of the hood obscured his countenance, but as he stared at Arthas, a pair of eyes shone in the darkness. His pale beard parted to the sides, revealing a pale smiling face.

The stranger's tone was very gentle: "I won't hurt you, Your Royal Highness, you can't hurt me either." Young man, I spoke to your father, but he did not listen to me. Now I'm coming to you. We have to talk. ”

"Medivan?" Richard frowned in the sky, what is this guy doing here? Stopping Arthas?