The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Warriors, how long do we have to go to Hearthglen?"

"Lord Uther, we still need another three hours of march to reach Hearthglen."

"Hurry up, our prince is protecting his people, we must go as fast as possible."

"As you command, my lord."

Uther rode on his warhorse, very worried about Arthas's situation, and ordered his adjutant to speed up the march.

"I hope I'm not too late, kid, hang in there."

Afterwards, Uther caught up with the main force and supported the army as they galloped towards Hearthglen with the sound of thundering horses' hooves.

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In the Hearthglen Undead camp, Les Frostwhisper watched as the army in front of him had already assembled.

This time, we can definitely flatten Hearthglen directly. It is precisely because of the harassment in the past few days that humans have not been affected in their transformation and assembly of undead.

These humans certainly could not have imagined that the Scourge was so powerful and thought that those cannon fodders were the entire power of the Scourge.

From the necromancer I sent, I already know that after the continuous harassment in the past few days.

The humans are hiding behind the city walls. When I lead the army over there, their expressions will surely become very interesting.

So many troops attacked Hearthglen from different directions, including the sky, land, and underground.

Human beings will definitely panic, and they will definitely feel the terrifying power of natural disasters.

I, Les Frostwhisper, am so smart. I have countless armies here. How can a mere few thousand humans resist me? This wave, the advantage is mine.

Unfortunately, Les Frostwhisper didn't know that Arthas and his men didn't play by the rules.

Even if Arthas defended Hearthglen, the Lich King would not allow him to die.

What the Lich King needs is for Arthas to fall into despair and seek strength after witnessing the power of the Scourge, so that his subsequent plans can be easily implemented.

In fact, when a person is most proud, there is a high probability that he will be slapped in the face.

On the other side, after Arthas and others prepared the ambush, they were ready to eliminate the leader of the undead army in front of them as quickly as possible.

When they came to the top of a mountain next to the undead camp, they leaned over to scout the situation of the undead below.

As for the shadows that the Scourge had placed patrolling nearby, before they could deliver any message, they were restrained by Kael'thas, Jaina, and Rhonin who were well prepared.

After receiving Jaina's intelligence on the undead, the Kirin Tor Council of Six had already developed various methods to deal with the shadows. This time they just chose the most appropriate method at the moment.

You can defeat a powerful mage by sneaking up on him at close range, but it is difficult to defeat a mage who is well prepared and ready to deal with you.

At the same level, letting a wizard do the preparation work and get all your intelligence is almost like waiting for death.

"Arthas is right. The Undead secretly prepared so many troops, and there are so many types of soldiers."

"If we continue to defend Hearthglen, these undead will probably destroy us directly."

Roning saw the densely packed undead army in the undead camp at the foot of the mountain, took a breath and spoke slowly.

"It's okay. As long as we eliminate their leader and lure them to the ambush point, with the help of so many mages, we can easily destroy them."

Arthas, who was lying on his stomach looking for the enemy leader, patted Ronin on the shoulder and whispered comforting words.

At this moment, a blue transparent bird condensed by magic stopped in the air.

Kael'thas took in what the bird had seen, then turned to Arthas and said:

"Okay, we have found out that the controller of these undead should be a lich. Are you ready, Arthas?"

"Be prepared at all times. Uncle Tirion and I will attract the firepower of the undead below, giving you a chance to directly destroy the lich."

"By the way, you also need to kill other people who can control the undead, otherwise it will be difficult for us to lure them to the ambush point later."

"Don't worry, you have to believe in our ability. After dealing with the lich, we will eliminate the other undead wizards and acolytes."

Feeling that it was about time, Arthas condensed the power of holy light and shot a beam of holy light into the air, and under the protection of the power of holy light, he rushed down the mountain.

Seeing the signal released by Arthas with holy light in the air, Falric, Marwyn, Tirion, and Taelan rushed up on their horses, shouting in unison.

"Undead, accept the punishment of the Holy Light."

"Scourge, your doom has come!"

Les Frostwhisper found it ridiculous to see four humans raiding the camp.

He ordered the other curse cultists to use their minds to control the undead army and rush towards the four people.

Tirion held his warhammer, gathered a powerful force of holy light, and hit the undead that were rushing towards him.

The undead spirits that had just rushed up were purified by Tirion's powerful holy light and turned into a ball of black gas that drifted away with the wind.

They all knew that their mission was to harass the undead from the edges, and retreat if they couldn't defeat them. They rode their horses and tried to circle around these undead.

"Holy Light! This evil before us is worth fighting!"

At this moment, a hammer of holy light fell with a sound, and Arthas emerged from the ground holding the power of Menethil and smashed towards the lich Les Frostwhisper.

This was exactly what happened when Arthas used the power of the earth to dive down the mountain, and with the help of Jaina's concealing breath spell, he quickly approached Les Frostwhisper.

Les Frostwhisper was shocked to see the paladin emerging from the ground.

Are all the spider demons lurking underground just for fun? They dug so many holes, but they didn't even notice anyone approaching them from underground.

"Prince Arthas, I didn't expect you to be so despicable. Unfortunately, I was prepared."

As soon as he finished speaking, an undead not far away suddenly exchanged places with Les Frostwhisper.

Arthas ruthlessly purified the undead in front of him. In an instant, undead spiders emerged from the ground and surrounded Arthas.

"These undead can't stop me. Die, lich!"

A large amount of holy light was gathered and injected into the power of Menethil. A golden light flashed, and the weapon in Arthas' hand changed from a warhammer to a long sword.

Arthas wielded the power of Menethil and used the Holy Light version of Whirlwind to purify the surrounding Undead Spiders into ashes.

"Unfortunately, my army of the undead is endless, and you are alone and weak."

Les Frostwhisper had already distanced himself from Arthas and shouted at him provocatively, but he saw the prince in front of him revealing a mysterious smile.

"What's so funny about this..."

Before he could finish his words, a powerful flame enveloped his entire body from all directions. Before Les Frostwhisper could prepare to resist, he was burned to ashes and fell to the ground.

"I just want to say that my mission is accomplished."

In the slaughterhouse of Stratholme, the newly resurrected Les Frostwhisper looked confused, but unfortunately, before he could curse who killed him.

He was killed once again, when a burst of fire suddenly appeared out of nowhere and destroyed his life box along with his resurrected body.

The prince of Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas Sunstrider, is an expert in fire magic. With his fire spells, there are very few fire mages in Azeroth who are better than him.

Silvermoon City has long had records of creatures like liches.

The lich Merry Winterwind, the guardian of mankind, was transformed into a lich many years ago.

For these high elf wizards with extremely long lifespans, spells against liches are easy to cast.