Vol 2 Chapter 193: : Who has abandoned who

In front of the Stratholme gate, the violent quarrel finally ended.
Uther took Jaina away angrily, they could not accept the behavior of the butchery, let alone the invisible and strange change of Alsace.
"Uther, are you going to violate my orders? Against your country?"
"You are not my king, Arthas." Uther replied calmly, and then there was a deep pleading in his eyes.
"Stop hand, Arthas, don't let this become irreversible."
Arthas sneered a few words, "Very well, then I hereby announce that I will remove all duties and ranks of Uther the Lightbringer and immediately return to the capital of Lordaeron to wait for trial.
After all, he turned to look at his lover Jaina.
"Are you going to abandon me, Jaina?"
Jaina shook her head in tears.
"I didn't abandon you, Arthas, you abandoned me, you abandoned your people."
Seeing the two most important people in life, Zema, left, Alsace's mood at the moment was very complicated.
There is anger, confusion, sadness and determination.
Yeah, everyone left me, everyone opposed my behavior, thinking I was crazy, thinking I was extreme.
But I know this is correct, this must be adhered to, and this is the only way.
Everything I do is for the people of Lordaeron, for this country I love so much.
"His prince, will you protect us forever?"
"Of course, I will always protect my people, for which I am willing to pay any price."
The conversation with the little boy named Timmy again came to Alsace's mind.
Well. . . Just do it.
After taking a deep breath, His Royal Highness turned to look at Stratholme's gate, and behind him were his loyal soldiers.
"Into the city!"
Stratholme was bleeding, and the people at the gate saw the highness of the prince came to the army, and they were very happy.
The prince came down to protect them! Stratholme was saved!
They ran to His Royal Highness Prince with a calm face before kneeling to the ground.
"I'm sorry ... for all this."
Alsace just said such a word.
Afterwards, the people looked at their beloved prince with a terrified panic.
Why did the soldier of His Highness put the sword on his people?
Why did he do this?
The large number of undead from the depths of the city exacerbated this chaos. From the beginning, the prince's army only selected the infected to kill, and turned to kill when they saw people.
Because no one can escape the plague of natural disasters, maybe they have already been infected.
The city is burning, and there are heaps of corpses being burned everywhere.
There are undead and normal human inhabitants.
Arthas led his elite pro-guards all the way, and his goal was the town hall square in the center of the city.
After battles and killings, His Royal Highness finally arrived at the Town Hall Square.
At this moment the square has already changed its appearance, the city hall has been leveled, and a psychic tower has replaced it, standing in the center of the square.
Around the square, there is a plague of food piled up in carts, the amount is huge, it is simply numb.
If these grains are distributed, the entire continent will be caught in the plague of natural disasters.
And below the psychic tower, Arthas saw the source of all this, at least he thought so.
It was a tall dreadlord who was looking at himself with a smile.
"What a wonderful killing, His Royal Highness, I want to pay tribute to you." The dreadlord Mal'Ganis bowed pretendingly and gave a low laugh.
Arthas was a face of hatred. He held up the golden light hammer in his hand and roared toward the dreadlord.
"You are going to die! Demon! You have to pay for all this and the crimes you committed against Lordaeron!"
The prince's hammer of light struck Mal'Ganis, and an energy shield formed by a fiery flame suddenly emerged from the latter's body, blocking the blow. The collision of the two energies suddenly burst out A large patch of Mars emerged.
"It's not too long, His Royal Highness, come to Northrend mainland to find me ... There, you will understand your true destiny."
Mal'Ganis smiled lowly, and then quickly turned into a group of shadow bats, leaving the fallen city that had become a kingdom of undead.
"No! Come back, coward! I will go to Northrend to find you, demon bastard! I will chase you to the end of the world!"
Arthas snarled wildly with red eyes.
Stratholme was over, and the main messenger behind it all escaped, and he would never let him go.
I want to lead the army expedition, go north to Northrend, and kill all the demons and all the participants!
Now, he must return to the capital city of Lordaeron to obtain his father's consent.
Stormwind city, storm stronghold in the south of the mainland.
Boss Hu threw a piece of the latest information on the table in front of King Lane.
"Look, our Highness Prince Alsace is about to begin his journey to death."
King Lane immediately opened the intelligence, read it, and the more he looked down, the more his hands shook.
Lothar also curiously leaned over, standing next to Lane and reading the miserable conditions of the northern continent.
"Master Lord God, the culprit of the undead Scourge, is the fraudster Kil'jaeden?" The extremely old Medivh sat on a soft fur chair beside him, holding a cup of warm eggnog in his hand.
Hu Feng nodded, "It's just another poor worm that was urged by the Burning Legion to send him as a forward as a cannon fodder. The Lich King Ner'ao Ancestor was an orc shaman before his birth. A sad soul bound in ice forever. "
"Orcs, orcs, and orcs again, how cannon fodder are orcs ... the first is the living orc, now the orc that is dying again, endlessly!" Lothar complained loudly.
The orc control of the fraudster Kil'jaeden seems impossible to change.
Well, this is to blame the orc hero Brocks. If he had killed the Quartet in the world of Argus, he also reported his detailed name, which left a very deep impression on Kil'jaeden, fraud. The person will not be so interested in the orcs ~ EbookFREE.me ~ You say you kill it, what name do you report!
As the first to enter the world of Argus, and also used his own axe to split the creature of Sargeras at once, this is a supreme honor.
Ok. . . In this way, it is indeed too bad not to report your name.
"It's just that it won't be like that anytime soon, otherwise why do you think Ner'zhul spent so much time to attract Arthas to Northrend?"
Ryan narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, his eyes filled with horror.
"The Lich King wants a body that can move freely, and Arthas is the most suitable."
Boss Hu nodded and shook his head again.
"So we have to make the next response, too. Oh, you ’re not right. The Lich King ’s first choice is you, and the second is Lothar, only because you are under my surveillance. There was no chance to play, so I had to choose Alsace last. "
This is also true. In the given fate, the Lich King is indeed preparing to choose the two strong old fritters of King Lane or Lothar.
It was only because of the fall of Stormwind City, King Ryan died, and Lothar also died in the Blackstone Tower. The Duke of Beval took the young Prince Varian to North Lordaeron for help.
So the Lich King finally chose Alsace as his physical carrier.