The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

Seeing the ogres rushing down aggressively, Arthas and Jaina raised their hands and summoned earth and water elementals to act as meat shields in front, while the other soldiers followed behind, ready to fight at any time.

The fat, dark ogre chief saw that the distance between himself and the food in front was getting shorter and shorter.

He was very excited and swung the giant hammer in his hand vigorously, sending out a shock wave towards the humans in front of him, trying to break up their formation.

The most important thing when dealing with these humans is to disperse them, and they will flee in panic.

This way, catching them is effortless, and there will be no injuries or casualties.

Unfortunately, the humans in front of them were not the ordinary people they had met before, so their hunting experience was of no use.

The shock wave thrown out by the silly ogre chief was blocked by the spell barrier condensed by Jaina.

As the ogres approached, the ground beneath their feet shook and rocks flew everywhere.

A huge hole collapsed on the ground and the ogres fell into it one by one with a clang.

It was Arthas who used the power of the earth in his body to cause the ground to sink when the ogres were about five meters away from them, causing the ogres to fall into the huge pit.

The pure black dragons of Azeroth are the guardians of the earth. Before Deathwing Neltharion, who was corrupted by the Old God N'Zoth, led the black dragonflight to betray the dragonflight, they were responsible for the veins and protection of the earth.

Seeing the ogres crowded in the pit, the people around them did not hesitate and quickly finished them off.

These hungry ogres, seeking food, became starving ghosts.

There was no need for others to shovel soil to bury the corpses. The surrounding earth elements spontaneously used their own elemental power to fill the hole. It was truly a one-stop service that took care of both killing and burying.

Soon after the group continued along the path, they saw the Undead convoy mentioned in the scout intelligence.

Many villagers who had been transformed into zombies and some abominations of flesh and blood were surrounding eight meat grinders. Ghouls were advancing in front of the convoy. Every time this undead convoy took a step forward, the ground shook slowly.

In the middle of the undead convoy, there were three undead wizards and several acolytes commanding the undead army in the center of the convoy.

I didn’t expect these undead to march so fast that the villages ahead couldn’t be rescued in time.

"Warriors, destroy these damned undead in front of you. You should mainly target the zombies and ghouls, and leave the rest to me and Jaina."

"Holy Light! Purify the evil before my eyes."

"Follow me, warriors, charge, for Lordaeron!"

The warriors behind Arthas shouted in unison: "For Lordaeron!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a holy light hammer flew towards the undead wizard in the center.

Before these undead wizards could prepare to defend themselves, they were bound by the arcane chains condensed by Jaina and stood still, unable to move.

After their controllers were destroyed, the undead began to desire the flesh and blood of the living.

They pounced on the living people in front of them in disorder, and some of the living monks were ruthlessly torn apart by them.

The earth element summoned by Arthas found the abomination and swung his fist made of rock at it.

These tall men fought each other face to face, punching and stabbing each other.

Wielding the power of Menethil, Arthas ran towards the meat grinder, concentrated the power of his own holy light, and ruthlessly smashed the meat grinder with a hammer.

Jaina cast fireball in one hand and ice arrow in the other, and these magic spells continuously hit the undead.

The summoned water element releases water arrows, accurately shooting at the jumping undead. After knocking them down one by one, it turns around and shoots at other enemies.

The knights rushed into the zombie group, riding on their horses, raising their lances, and ruthlessly killing the undead in front of them like a sharp blade.

Wherever the horses stepped, the flesh and blood of the undead flew everywhere. When the knights reached the end of the enemy, they turned their horses around and continued charging. After a few rounds, a large number of undead fell.

After the zombies and ghouls were killed, the remaining flesh and blood construct abominations were unable to withstand the offensive and were completely destroyed.

"Warriors, clean up these bodies and don't let the enemy take advantage of them to attack our homeland again."

After everyone gathered the corpses, Jaina cast a fire spell, burning the pile of corpses in front of her to ashes.

"We have to go back for help immediately, brothers, follow me." Arthas waved his hand and led the soldiers back the same way.

On the way back to Hearthglen, Arthas opened his long-missed personal panel to see how much stronger he had become.

[Name: Arthas Menethil]

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[Title: Savior of Steinblade, Orc Slayer, Undead Slayer (You have personally killed more than 500 undead. Compared with others, you know the weaknesses of the undead better), Fate Changer (You have changed the fate of many people in Azeroth in different timelines, and have also received the gift of fate. You deserve it)]

[Abilities: Holy Light (Expert), Nature (Entry), Elements (Earth Element - Mastery), Riding (Mastery), Swordsmanship (Expert), Hammermanship (Expert), Archery (Mastery), Polearm (Entry), Axemanship (Entry), Fistmanship (Proficient), Fingering (Entry), Palmmanship (Entry), Deathrattle (Entry), Bandit Law (Entry)]

[Weapon: Power of Menethil (three-form transformation, can improve the ability of the corresponding form weapon by one level)]

[Summon: Earth Elemental]

[Items: Peak Experience Card, the ever-standing Lordaeron flag, 100,000 gold coins, a dog paw]

Alas, the abilities are quite fancy, but few of them are useful.

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In front of a simple wooden house, go to Hearthglen to look for Tirion Fordring's search team.

Under the guidance of Tailan's holy light (or the bond between father and son), they finally found an old man who was dressed in ordinary clothes, had a strong body and was in good spirits.

"Father, under the guidance of the Holy Light, I found you."

"Child... I am just an exile, not worthy of you..."

"No, father, you have always been the person I respect the most. I feel that the Holy Light has responded to you again, which proves that you are not wrong."

"You've grown up, Taylan. I'm so happy because of you."

"Father, the Scourge is attacking Hearthglen. The people and the country need your help. Let us set off."

"Since it is your request, I must agree to it. Let's go."

When old Fording was about to ride his pony and go to Hearthglen with everyone.

Marvian couldn't bear it any longer, the military situation was urgent!

Can you keep up with us on your pony? Do you despise the fine horses I have with me?

"Lord Tirion, we have brought a few extra horses. Please choose one and go back with us."

Old Fording gave Marwyn a thumbs up and said, "You are well prepared, kid. You are great."

Good boy, when I get back, I will definitely praise you for knowing how to handle the situation and giving you a way out.

I'll let this pony go. Who doesn't love a new mount? I'm Tirion Fordring!

Old Fordring picked a horse at random and followed everyone back to Hearthglen to prepare to fight against the Scourge.

As the sun set, only the chestnut pony that had accompanied old Fording for many years remained quietly there.

Watching the master who abandoned me and myself drifting away.