The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

I saw the undead in front of me being destroyed so quickly by just a few people.

Arthas couldn't help but sigh that old Fording was worthy of being one of the first five silver saints. The abundant holy light on his body was almost the same as that of Uther, and each had its own merits.

After Tirion, Tyran, Marwyn and others eliminated these undead and entered Hearthglen.

Arthas, looking very excited, walked forward.

"Long time no see, Tirion. The Holy Light in you is still as strong as ever! As expected, we all misunderstood you in the beginning. The Holy Light is responding to you again. This is the best proof."

"As long as we keep believing in the Holy Light, it will respond to us. I learned this from Tailan. Thank you for forgiving my sins, Your Highness."

"This is just to redress the injustice. Facing these undead spirits, your strength is very important. You are a powerful helper who can influence the outcome of the battle."

When everyone returned to the temporary command post in Hearthglen, Arthas stood at the main seat and spoke solemnly to everyone.

"Everyone, yesterday we brought back as many villagers as possible from Hearthglen, and our Alliance hero Tirion Fordring is back as well."

"The Knights of the Silver Hand will probably arrive at noon tomorrow, but blindly defending will only lead to their own destruction."

Tyran Fording frowned slightly, clasped his fists and said to Arthas: "Your Highness, we have been defending these days, and the undead have not broken through our defenses."

"What's more, after you came, we faced the attacks of these undead with ease. With the fountain of life you brought back, the soldiers suffered no casualties."

I saw that my son had no idea that the enemy was in the dark and we were in the light.

Tirion rebuked Taelan harshly.

"Tailan, His Royal Highness is right. We don't know what these undead are doing secretly. We need to take the initiative to obtain intelligence."

"Uncle Tirion is right. Arthas and I have seen the horror of these undead in Andorhal and Brill. As long as there are corpses, the army of undead is almost endless."

Jaina remembered the time before she and Arthas traveled through time.

Faced with those densely packed skeleton soldiers, without the help of the Fountain of Life, it can be said that the only way out is to retreat.

"Yes, at the beginning, Jaina and I were facing an attack by the undead that was as boundless as the sea. They have only sent miscellaneous soldiers to harass us in the past few days. There must be some conspiracy."

Arthas always remembered that in the game, he held Hearthglen for thirty minutes.

In the last few minutes, except for low-level undead troops such as ghouls, other high-level undead troops such as abominations, spider demons, and gargoyles continued to emerge from the sky and underground.

There were only a small number of troops surviving on all sides, struggling to fight against the Scourge that was constantly attacking from all sides. The situation was extremely desperate.

Ronin, who was standing aside, thought that after Arthas left yesterday, he and Vereesa had only to face more zombies and skeletons.

He then bowed to everyone and said seriously: "Arthas and Jaina are right."

"Vereesa and I had just arrived here yesterday, and only a wave of undead spider demons attacked from underground."

"Although the Undead continued to send more troops, they were only ghouls and skeleton warriors."

Seeing that some people still had worried expressions on their faces, Arthas took out the pendant on his neck and said to everyone, "Everyone, don't worry. I am sure that this idea will work."

"Look everyone, this pendant in my hand can open a portal directly to Dalaran for thirty minutes. We can use this portal to request assistance from some mages."

"Since it was turned on yesterday and Luo Ning and the others were teleported here, the energy has been fully charged today."

"This time we are mainly bringing elite troops to implement precise assassination tactics. Once these undead lose the control of the necromancer, they will be out of control."

"This is what Jaina and I discovered after we destroyed the undead caravan. Undead without a master have no wisdom."

"After destroying those undead wizards, we only need to lure these undead into our trap. I believe we can easily destroy these undead without any intelligence."

After hearing this, those who were still hesitant nodded and agreed to the decision.

After a while, Arthas, who was waiting for Jaina's return in front of the opened portal, watched the mages walk out of the portal one by one.

However, it was not until he saw a blond high elf wearing a blood-red robe with three magic fireballs around his head walking out with several high elves and Jaina dressed in the same gorgeous clothes.

"Kael'thas, why are you here instead of studying your magic in Quel'Thalas?"

Kael'thas was very happy to see Arthas so angry.

It can be seen that Arthas really hates Jaina walking with him.

Kael'thas smiled at him and said, "No, no, no, Arthas. Besides being the prince of Quel'Thalas, I am also a member of the Council of Six of the Kirin Tor in Dalaran."

"I'm here on behalf of Dalaran. Why not help you fight the undead? You're not very magnanimous, Arthas."

When Jaina saw that Arthas cared so much about her, her face turned red. She ran to his side and pinched the soft flesh on his waist from behind.

Tell him angrily in the team voice channel, we are in this relationship now, and you are still jealous, you are not like a man at all.

Yes, I am in that relationship with Jaina. Kael'thas is far behind me.

Arthas stretched out his hand and said with a warm face: "You are right, I was wrong, please forgive me."

Kael'thas Sunstrider was completely confused as he held the hand that Arthas extended to him.

This Arthas who used to be so disgusted with himself, when did he change so much? He was still the same as before just now.

"I believe that with your help, Kael'thas, we can destroy these undead as quickly as possible. I believe your flames will dance on the battlefield, allowing those undead to see the power of the Sunstrider's flames!"

"You are too polite. This is our duty as members of the alliance."

Didn't you guys from Quel'Thalas withdraw from the Alliance a long time ago? You're a member of the Alliance, right?

It seems that the elves of Quel'Thalas have left, but the elves of Dalaran have not left, right? Every elf has two identities, right?

During the second war with the orcs, the only troops that passed through the Dark Portal were those led by Alleria Windrunner.

Few of your powerful wizards go in, except those who have an irreconcilable feud with the orcs.

Kael'thas introduced the assistants he brought to Arthas, "These three beautiful ladies are my assistants in Dalaran, Jessica Dawnblade, Volenhill Bloodhawk, and Anata Astrologer."

"They are all top-notch wizards, and they are the leaders of the other wizards this time."

"By the way, the medicine to cure the plague will be developed soon, probably tonight or tomorrow morning. If the experiment is successful, I will bring it to you."

Arthas shook Karthus's hand vigorously and said excitedly: "Thank you so much for bringing us this news. The people of Lordaeron are saved."

"Now that everyone is here, let's go."

Feeling Arthas's sincere intention, Kael'thas said with a smile: "I wish us a successful start."

“I wish us a successful start!”