My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Arthas curled his lips and didn't insist—Genen Greymane was here. Frostmourne could kill him at any time, but he was really in no rush.

"Haha, Vereesa, you are slow again! If you want to catch up with us, it will take a few more years!"

As soon as Sylvanas saw that the conversation here was over, she was no longer restrained and began to mock her little sister Vereesa presumptuously.

"I……"

Vereesa furiously fiddled with the bowstring in her hand-although she was still unconvinced in her heart, she knew that she had just been slow to react and could not keep up with the movements of the two sisters.

If you just shoot a few arrows at the target, there are many who can hit the bullseye again and again; but only in this case can it be shown that Alleria is different from Sylvanas from other high elf rangers. .

"Okay, okay, Sylvanas, don't say that to Vereesa!"

Seeing the little sister's distressed face, Alleria quickly began to criticize Sylvanas.

"Ha! Alleria, you are jealous of me!"

Sylvanas seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and she didn't even give the eldest sister's face.

"What are you talking about? Jealous?"

Alleria looked at her sister in surprise, completely unaware of what she was talking about.

"Yes! It's jealous! Look, I shoot an arrow later than you, but we hit the target together. What does this mean? It means that I am moving faster than you! Alleria, I think Quel'Thalas is the most Great shooter, it's time for a substitution!"

Sylvanas said brazenly.

"You are faster than me! It's funny... come with me, Sylvanas, I want to see, where are you faster than me!"

Alleria suddenly became unhappy. Although she was always tolerant to her two sisters, she was also a proud person in her bones. Without facts, she certainly wouldn't let Sylvanas be like this. Vereesa struck her majesty in front of her.

Therefore, Alleria and Sylvanas, leaving Arthas and others, walked towards the depths of the Silver Pine Forest.

"Sister Sylvanas, Sister Alleria, you..."

Vereesa was surprised to watch the two sisters drifting away from their backs, and shouted at them, but only received the cold reception of two cloaks.

"How is this going?"

Arthas noticed the movement here, walked from his father's side to Vereesa's side, and asked curiously.

"They... seem to be going to the competition again... Oh, leave them alone. Anyway, there will be several times a year..."

Vereesa said with some distress, and then walked in the direction of the return journey angrily-she decided to ignore the two sisters who were always crazy because of trivial matters.

...

Arthas was still a little curious about the outcome of the match between Alleria and Sylvanas, but when the two high elf rangers returned to the camp after several hours, Arthas no longer wanted to go. Ask them the result.

Because the results were already written on their faces-Sylvanas looked distressed, Alleria was in a good shape, and Arthas thought it better not to provoke Sylvanas.

...

The army of the Kingdom of Stromgarde led by King Thoras arrived in the Silverpine Forest a few days later. King Terenas extended a warm welcome to this ally, and then... drove his army to Lordan. The Kingdom of Lun/Army camp is quite far away.

Of course, there is no other way—the terrain in the Silverpine Forest is too narrow for a large army to be stationed—not to mention that the army brought by King Thoras is almost three times that of the Royal Guard of Lordaeron. .

...

"Why are there so many troops?"

Alsace sat at the discussion table, gathered with Prince Danas and whispered.

"No way, my uncle...has to do this."

Prince Danas also said helplessly.

"This is really... won't you ask us to provide supplies again?"

Alsace suddenly thought of a possibility, and then asked in surprise.

"...My uncle said, this is your territory, so..."

Prince Danas was also embarrassed, but he could only speak truthfully.

"This is really... forget it, it's also a headache for Master Alfonso anyway..."

Arthas shook his head--the master of Stromgarde really regarded the Kingdom of Lordaeron as...an infinite landlord.

"This... Where's the queen? Didn't she come?"

Prince Danas distracted from the subject and said.

"No... she doesn't know where she went."

Arthas replied.

"Then...what did we use to break through that city wall?"

Prince Danas asked in astonishment.

"What's the matter... Remember Dun Modr Fortress? It's just that they are inside and we are outside. In the end, it is us who wins."

Arthas said indifferently.

Prince Danas gave a wry smile-he didn't think so-before the dwarf warriors were not drunk, they blocked the army of 100,000 orcs for several weeks, and he had almost no loss.

Prince Danas didn't think that Gene Greymane would allow his soldiers to drink alcohol at this time, so... it is definitely not a simple matter to win the majestic Greymane Wall.

"By the way, why didn't Prince Garin come?"

Alsace asked suddenly.

"Garlin? Hmm... Uncle Thoras recently sent him to do some clerical work, so..."

Prince Danas showed a complicated expression on his face, and he hesitated before replied.

"Paperwork? Oh... Congratulations, Prince Danas."

Arthas stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said with a smile-Prince Danas and Prince Garin have always been strong competitors for the throne of Stromgarde, and now one of them is sent to do civil work, which means... (To be continued.)

773 The battle has not yet been fought, first divide the territory

"Congratulations...Garlin is not interested in this position. Besides, I have no children. Sooner or later I will return to Galin's line."

Prince Danas shook his head and said with a wry smile-Prince Danas was not surprised that Arthas could see that his uncle arranged this-as early as six years ago, he had tasted Alsace Out of the ordinary.

"Heir...it's still too late, isn't it?"