"Retreat...... Retreat ......"

At this moment, Adele did not hesitate any longer, she commanded the undead soldiers on her side to retreat, and soon, the Scourge legions besieging the Forgotten City retreated completely, leaving behind a mutilated corpse.

"We won......"

"Hooray......

"Long live the Lich King......

At this moment, the entire Forgotten City was boiling, and countless undead souls poured into the streets, out of the trenches, waving their hats, flags fluttering, and a sea of bustling ......

The situation was reversed in an instant, so fast that John did not expect it, and he turned his head to see Emily's silver teeth clenched, her face pale, and he was taken aback.

"Mistress Emily, what's wrong with you?" John lunged forward and reached out to support the crumbling Emily.

"We were found by Ron...... Emily smiled wryly, "he just said hi to me...... Well...... It can be considered a warning......

"What?" John couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, "how is it possible at such a distance?"

"He warns us not to meddle in the affairs of the undead...... Emily's face is very ugly, she has suffered a little loss in the conflict just now, and she feels Ron's terrifying strength more clearly.

This kind of strength is far beyond Emily's imagination.

"Let's go!" Mistress Emily ......" John helped Emily to make his decision, and he looked at the Forgotten City with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

Emily didn't object, nodded, and after a while, the figures of the two turned into a ball of white light and disappeared in place......

"Ron......" At this time, Cronia greeted her, she was scarred at the moment, her face was tired, but the joy on her face could not be concealed.

"This ...... Lord Lich King, you're back at last!"

Remembering Ron's identity for a moment, Cronia's demeanor was a little restrained, and she bent down and saluted.

Ron smiled and waved his hand, "It's better to call me Ron in the future!"

"You're finally back!" Seeing Ron's Rose, she smiled, her pale face without a trace of blood, "One step later, you'll have to help me clean up the body......"

After the end of the war, the entire Forgotten City was in shambles, full of mutilated corpses, burning, black smoke buildings, and from time to time there was an inaudible groan from the crowd, only the tattered blood-colored skull flag still stubbornly fluttered in the wind, as if symbolizing the unyielding will of the undead.

The undead of the Forgotten City began to clean up the battlefield, move the corpses, collect weapons, because they were used to seeing death, their faces were mostly numb, for these undead who have gained true faith, death, is the final destination of all living things, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

This is war!

"Where's Char?" Ron looked around, but Char was nowhere to be seen.

"Ron, I'm ...... here" Just as Ron searched for Char, he found Char's figure walking out from the other side of the collapsed wall, although her face was full of tiredness, but full of excitement, behind her, there was a group of undead.

However, when Cronia saw the insignia on the undead, her face suddenly changed.

"Be careful!" Cronia drew her sword with a thud, "they're undead from Icecrown Castle......"

"What?"

The surrounding undead were taken aback, and the atmosphere became tense in vain, and they all took out their weapons and rushed up at once.

"Protect the Lich King's ......"

"Kill them ......"

And the undead of Icecrown Castle also looked nervous, and they also raised their weapons when they heard this.

"Wait...... Listen to me first......" Char was a little anxious in the face of these angry undead, she waved her hands desperately to stop the surging crowd, but unfortunately her efforts were in vain, and the big battle was about to break out.

"Slow!"

At this time, Ron spoke, his voice was not high, but in the ears of the undead was no less than a thunderclap, and the commotion of the crowd fell silent in an instant, and they saw Ron, their eyes were full of awe.

Char finally breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Ron ask, "Char, what's going on with these people?"

"Ron, they've surrendered!" Char replied.

Originally, she was seriously injured in the battle with Adele, and when the undead surrounded her, she had no strength and was quickly captured.

The undead had planned to capture her and go back to Adele to ask for credit, but Ron suddenly appeared like a god descending and defeated Adele's army at once.

After seeing the Scourge's Scepter and the terrifying skeleton giant, the undead instantly changed their minds, and instead of retreating with Adele's army, they stayed, they healed Char's injuries, and gathered some of the undead, intending to surrender to the Forgotten City.

"Surrender?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Ron's eyes, and just then, a thunderous voice rang out.

"Lay down your arms for me......!" It's the great Lich King......"

"Whoa-la-"

When the undead from Icecrown Castle heard this, they threw down their weapons.

Out of the crowd came a tall death knight who looked like their commander, and he strode up to Ron, kneeling on one knee, his head bowed, his sword raised in his hand, and a look of reverence on his face.

"Dear Lord Lich King, I am the head of the Death Knights of the Nineteenth Army under the command of the Scourge Emperor Fismarck, and on behalf of all the warriors of the Death Knights of the Nineteenth Army, I declare my independence from the rule of the illegitimate regime Fismarck and ...... to the Lich King The Great Lord of the Dead allegiance ......"

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and the surroundings seemed so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground, and all the undead stared at Ron with bated breath, waiting for his orders.

Ron took a deep breath, for him, the undead from Icecrown Castle were also his people, not enemies, and it had to be said that it was a sad thing to meet on the battlefield.

This is a civil war, a civil war between the undead, it is illegal, and this war must end as soon as possible.

Ron involuntarily clenched his fists, secretly making up his mind. The death knight Aloshus was still on his knees, uneasy in his heart.

At this time, Ron stepped forward and reached out to take the sword from Aloshus's hand.

"I, Ron, heir to the Lich King Herimus, accept your allegiance on behalf of all the undead in the Forgotten City......