Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!When Bryan led the privy knights back to the camp, Thassarian who greeted him at the door did not notice his prince.

"Master Brian, where is the prince?" Thassarian hurriedly asked Brian.

Brian replied with a sullen face, "You don't need to call me your lord-your prince who doesn't make people worry, ran away alone."

"Ran?"

Thassarian's expression was very stunned, obviously he didn't understand what Brian meant, he didn't understand what it meant by running away.

"What are you looking at me doing? The kid who looks at me Alsace will come back? I tell you, during the time we were talking, your prince has already rushed into the camp of the undead alone!"

Brian’s voice was raised a little higher, but Sassarian couldn’t control that much, his eyes widened, "What?! Alone--you mean the Prince went to find the undead and demons by himself?!"

Thassarian's first reaction was to summon troops and rush to support his prince.But all his actions froze in the badge and words that Bryan took out.

"Alsace asked me to take you back to the fortress of Dagger Bay—and, it's too late for you to take someone to chase." Brian sighed.

"But, doesn't this allow His Royal Highness to go deep into danger? Lordaeron's soldiers will always advance and retreat with His Highness, Lord Bryan!"

Bryan glanced at Thassarian and said calmly: "Do you think I'm an idiot? If Alsace is really in danger, I will definitely not agree to his request-his power has long exceeded It’s the imagination of most of us."

Single-handedly defeated an entire undead army, Brian believed that even his elder brother, Magni Bronzebeard, was unlikely to do it, unless he was fully prepared in advance, but the consequences would probably be both sides.

But Arthas is different. His power is the absolute nemesis of the undead. Whether it is the scorching light or the power of death that can manipulate the undead, the threat of the undead force of thousands of people may not be as good as half a horse. Erganis is big.

After all, most of the undead natural disasters are composed of low-level skeletons and ghouls. Such undead cannon fodder relies on numbers to defeat ordinary troops. With them, it is difficult to stop Alsace's footsteps.

"can……"

"Well, Mr. Major, let's listen to me for the time being. At any rate, I'm a veteran who participated in the second orc war. This snowy field is very dangerous. It is the right choice not to stay here for too long."

Thassarian fell silent. He never forgot his father's teaching: Soldiers always regard obedience as the first priority.

"I understand, I will prepare everyone to evacuate."

When the troops were out of camp and preparing to end this "exploration" activity, Farrick came to Brian and said in a low voice, "Mr. Brian, Sassarian left on horseback."

"What?!" Bryan's hat almost fell off with fright, he asked back, "Is that guy crazy?!"

"My people found this in his camp." Farrek took out a medal-it was the rank of Major of Lordaeron's First Army.

Bryan picked up the medal with a complicated look, but after a while, he was cruel and said, "Notify everyone and prepare to return."

He would not send people to find Thassarian, it would be too dangerous. The ghost knows what dangerous creatures there are in the Dragonblight Wilderness, not to mention that it takes more effort and time to find someone than to determine the location of the undead camp. It's more difficult.

This was Sassarian's own choice. He abandoned his status as a major of the First Legion, just to find Arthas.

Brian thought of Thassarian's departure, a little melancholy, "That kid is a warrior, but he is too reckless, and he doesn't have the power of Alsace, this time I am afraid it will be more and more fortunate."

"His Royal Highness, rescued him, it was at Seveld." Farrick said concisely.

"You're talking about the incident in the southern camp of Andorhal?" Brian was taken aback. He heard Alsace talk about this incident. Three hundred soldiers were killed by Mal'Ganis.361 reading www.361ds.com

Farek nodded, "He is the only survivor, and his father is Killoren."

"I know him, the hero of the Second Orc War, but unfortunately he also died on the battlefield."

Brian touched the horns of his goat mount, his face was a bit bitter. He didn't like fighting and war, so he decided to become an explorer and travel around Azeroth.

"I can only hope that he will not encounter any danger and can safely find Arthas."

...

Shortly after separating from Brian, Arthas walked to the undead camp very close to the cave with his sword and warhammer on his back. This time, when Mal'Ganis did not hide his existence, there was a distance. He felt the demon's soul.

"The first prey was found."

[Frostmourne] shook slightly, seeming to respond to Arthas's call.The reaction of the Rune Sword made Arthas smile slightly. This sword was cursed by the Nathrezim and could not be used to kill Nathrezim, but now, this curse has been wiped out by him.

Therefore, this greedy magic sword wanted to taste the soul of its creator, a delicacy that had never been tasted before.

When Arthas appeared in the detection range of the undead shadow guards, these undead sentinels immediately notified their evil masters of Arthas' arrival.

Mal'Ganis immediately took over the shadow guard's ghost vision. When he saw Arthas and the Frostmourne around his waist clearly, the great demon's face showed a strange smile.

"Hahaha, the stronger the light, the more shadows it will turn into when it falls into darkness."

Everything was just as Mal'Ganis expected. After broadcasting the news to the dwarves in advance, Arthas really went to find [Frostmourne] and tracked his behavior.

It stands to reason that his mission is over here, but the dreadlord’s character makes him want to show off in front of Arthas. Anyway, [Frostmourne] can’t kill Nathrezim. , By the way, you can also attack Alsace's psychological defense.

And he could escape with suspended animation, get rid of his tolerance temporarily, and go to other places in Azeroth to have some fun.

The guy Tichondrius had already begun planning the arrival of the legion. When Arthas was controlled by the Lich King, he would destroy the human kingdom and the elven kingdom, and get the chance to summon Archimonde's reckless man. Then Azer Lars was destroyed, but there was less fun.

When Mal'Ganis thought about it, Arthas had killed a large number of undead with a sword, and was walking towards the psychic tower where Mal'Ganis was.

The dreadlord simply stopped hiding. The undead here were the cannon fodder used to contain the troops. Since Arthas is here alone, these low-level cannon fodder have no effect at all.

Thinking of this, Mal'Ganis didn't hide anymore, his bat wings spread out, and his tall body turned into black mist and a group of bats, rushing to the outside of the psychic tower.

"Oh, the brave prince is here? Do you think you can defeat Mal'Ganis with a powerful weapon?"

Arthas pulled the rune sword from the rotting chest of the ghoul, and the light of [Frostmourne] flashed and dimmed. This low-level undead, even though it still had a soul, could not satisfy its desires.

The dreadlord noticed that Arthas did not use the Holy Light, but relied on his own physical fitness to kill the undead. Mal'Ganis was a little happy. Didn't expect this prince to escape the embrace of the Holy Light so soon?

It seems that the plan went more smoothly than everyone thought.

"Come on, let me take your soul, that might be interesting." Dark energy surged from Mal'Ganis's two claws, and the surrounding undead were enhanced by dark magic and became even more crazy.

Seeing the ghouls and skeleton soldiers leaping towards him, Arthas was not moved by them, but holding the hilt of [Frostmourne] in both hands, carrying the sword into the undead crowd.

His superb swordsmanship coupled with the indestructible blades of [Frostmourne], the rotten armor of the skeleton soldiers and the broken flesh and blood of the ghouls could not be stopped for even a second. Just a few photos of the confrontation, Arthas was set off among the undead. There was a storm of bones and flesh.

Mal'Ganis looked at Alsace a little bit. He didn't expect that after "losing" the asylum of the Holy Light, the prince still showed great strength. Even after the fall, he was still a qualified fighter. If he could become the Burning Legion Mal'Ganis felt that he might also have a place in the Legion.