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Arthas had never felt so tired. After leaving Hearthglen, he felt that his physical strength had been exhausted from the consecutive days of fighting and he had not gotten any rest. He guessed that he must have been unconscious on horseback for a while, because when he next

When he opened his eyes, it was his instructor who helped him down from the horse.

"Alsace? Boy, what's going on?"

"Uther." Arthas said with all his strength, "Uther!" He reached out and grabbed Uther's armguard. "Undead, Kel'Thuzad summoned the dead to fight..., there are many people in...

During the crisis, a lot of...contaminated food...was given away."

Uther's eyes widened. Arthas swallowed his saliva, and then wanted to tell Uther the news that Nathanos was leading the defense in Hearthglen alone, but at this moment his pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had foreseen

Something unknown happened. Yes, he did foresee it, thanks to Nathanos, whose words woke him up - let's go to Stratholme together - Arthas almost forgot that place, and started from An

Half of the food shipped out of Dohar is supplied there. If it is not stopped soon...

... Arthas was struggling at a loss. If he tried to save Nathanos, it would be too late to prevent the outbreak of the plague on the other side. There were two voices in his mind, one telling him to go to Hearthglen, the other telling him to go to Hearthglen.

He sacrificed Nathanos to save Stratholme.

Both sides needed help, but he was unable to do anything. At the same time, he realized that Uther's Knights of the Silver Hand could only go to one place, because there was an army surrounding Hearthglen. He didn't even dare to think that Stratholme would still be there.

There was something waiting for him, maybe it was worse out there.

"What's the matter, Arthas?"

"Stratholme!" Arthas blurted out, shocked by his own voice. His consciousness helped him make a choice. Tears stung his eyes. Arthas never imagined that he would lie to Uther.

More importantly, he failed Nathanos and the people of Hearthglen who were fighting a bloody battle.

'How could I...'

'Idiot, think about Stratholme, Arthas. Think about how many people you have to protect there. Compared with the lives of those people, the people of Nathanos and Hearthglen are nothing.'

'But he is my best friend, and he will probably be my advisor when I become king!'

'He has never really reached an agreement with you. Without him, you can do more things and save more people.'

This voice made Arthas tremble. He didn't know whose voice it was, and thought it was his true inner thoughts that were spurring him.

'Nathanos! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!'

Seeing Arthas in such panic and pain, Uther was shocked. What made this energetic young man so panicked? That must be a bad thing, but Uther didn't know what Arthas was really thinking at the moment.

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"I understand. There is an emergency in Stratholme. I immediately summoned the Knights of the Silver Hand to provide support." Uther said, putting his hand on the shoulder of Alsace, who was sobbing. "You did a good job, kid.

.I'm proud of you. Now, have a good rest."

"No!" Alsace shouted. He struggled to get up, but could barely stand. He suppressed the fatigue with all his will and stretched out his trembling hand to hold Uther. "I have to go together. It doesn't matter, let me

Go!"

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Nathanos didn't know how long he had been fighting. He kept drawing arrows from his quiver and drawing his bow to aim at the charging enemies. His arms were shaking from excessive fatigue.

The undead army comes one after another. The people who once relied on this land for survival have become what they are now. They are lifeless and attack frantically in a steady stream. Their attacks come so fast that Nathanos has not had time.

When deploying specific combat missions, he just wanted to be able to repel the undead army and gain a moment of rest.

The cry of killing was perfectly combined with the chaotic and bloody scene. Under such circumstances, it was impossible to give any orders to the soldiers on the battlefield. Everyone had only one purpose: to kill the enemy and survive. Nathanos knew it very well.

At this point, he could only encourage these soldiers with an passionate tone. He shouted several times - Arthas will definitely bring reinforcements from the Silver Hand, these monsters are vulnerable to the Holy Light - and the like

.This had some effect, bringing calm strength and firm belief to the soldiers who fought bravely. Thanks to this, the defense line of Hearthglen can stand firm. But how long can it last? Nathanos couldn't help but ask himself

.He could only pray that Alsace could come back quickly, before the defense line was breached.

He once again raised his tired arms and aimed at a larger undead. At this time, the sound of horns came from behind the undead army, as if it was the melody of doomsday. The originally sunny day was shrouded in dark clouds.

, there was also a faint muffled sound of thunder.

"No, there won't be such weather in winter." Nathanos continued to listen to the sound. It was slowly amplifying. It was the sound of tracks dragging and crushing stones. Nathanos

Remembering it, he had seen the dwarves' tanks in Ironforge many years ago, and those things moved on tracks. At this moment, Nathanos hoped that he was wrong, otherwise...

Several wooden barrels suddenly flying out of the sky confirmed Nathanos's guess - they were catapults.

"Get down!" Nathanos shouted, but his voice was masked by the sound of weapons clashing. The barrels exploded behind the defense line. They contained not gunpowder, but green gas. Several barrels were filled with green gas.

After smelling the gas, a soldier immediately fell to the ground and scratched his neck, obviously unable to breathe.

"It's poison gas! Stay away from those green things." As Nathanos shouted, more barrels came towards him, catching the defenders of Hearthglen off guard. The soldiers collided while dodging, and people were trampled to death in the narrow pass.

Countless. If this continues, they will definitely lose. Nathanos looked at the battlefield and realized that someone must stand up at this time!

He took a deep breath, and even though it was full of the smell of blood, it kept him awake. The next moment, he threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, gripped his sword tightly, and rushed into the enemy army with his two hounds.

The undead at the front opened his mouth and held a battle ax in his hand, trying to cut Nathanos into pieces.

"Go away!" He roared angrily, and easily split the opponent's body with a sword. Blood gradually stained his face, but this was not enough to stop him. There was a psychic in the crowd of the undead army, controlling the surrounding people.

dead body.

"Go and stop him from casting spells!" Nathanos ordered his two hounds. They immediately began to shuttle among the crowd, so fast that the undead could not catch them.

The psychic was chanting a spell to better encourage the undead to attack. At this moment, two people suddenly came towards him. His dim eyes showed a shocked look. In panic, he quickly dodged the attacks coming from the left and right directions.

The surprise attack. With his concentration disrupted, he didn't even notice that Nathanos was only five steps away from him.

"go to hell!"

The psychic heard someone roaring in front of him. When he turned around, he only saw a long jagged face reaching his face, and then... nothing more!

This location was a small hill. Nathanos rotated his weapon, killing the undead around him and then raised the night blade high. His position could be seen by many people.

"Fighters of Lordaeron! Charge!"

People regained their confidence under Nathanos's passionate war cry and moved forward to show off.

There are only three ways to deal with catapults. One is to attack with long-range weapons, but Hearthglen does not have such conditions; the other is to hide behind the city wall, but this is equivalent to waiting for death, not to mention that the opponent's catapult throws poison gas;

The third way is to take the initiative to attack. The catapult is a heavy weapon with very low maneuverability. In addition, it is affected by the close range of shooting. As long as you rush in front of the catapult, you can destroy it. This is also the reason why Nathanos
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