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"The time has come!" Arthas murmured, taking the sound of the wind rustling on the trees as a prelude to the destruction of Quel'Thalas.

His fortress was built smoothly without any attacks. This made him a little disappointed. He could definitely resurrect the elves who came to die. Nathanos must be stopping them.

'It doesn't matter, they will all surrender to you.'

The death knight opened his eyes again, and the first thing he saw was the high wall of Desom. This fortress was an excellent satire of the elves. He pulled the rope in his hand. Invincible turned around according to his heart.

In front of him, piles of abominations and ghouls filled every corner, the catapults had been loaded, and there were resurrected death knights sitting on skeleton horses, and the gargoyles hovering in the sky made ear-piercing screams.

Arthas thought about it. Except for the acolytes and some ghouls who stayed here, everyone else attacked.

"Your Highness the Prince." Farric came to him and bowed and said, "Those elves who are trying to stop you have set up a defense line outside."

"Is their commander Nathanos?"

"No, so far, we have not found any trace of Nathanos. The commander of the elves' first line of defense is a female elf named Veronara."

Arthas raised his head disdainfully and retracted his hand that wanted to pull out Frostmourne.

"I will end this farce as quickly as possible, and I will also destroy the dignity of those elves." A smile appeared on the corner of his pale mouth, and then shouted: "Darkhan Drasil!"

As his voice fell, Darkan, who had been resurrected, squeezed out from the pile of bones. His skin was dark blue, and he was still wearing the luxurious robe he had worn before his death, but there was still a hole in his chest, which was Na

Left behind by Thanos' arrows.

"At your service, my master."

Arthas did not look at the groveling servant and simply cut to the chase, "Go and clean up all the garbage in front of Dysom's door. Don't keep me waiting too long."

"As you wish."

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"They are coming! Get ready to fight!" Ranger Commander Veronara shouted loudly. However, her heart was not as firm as her voice. When the ugly undead creatures rushed out from behind the high wall of Desom, Wei Luo Nara

Ronara felt that she was not facing an enemy, but a storm, a death storm. Her mind went blank, and she even forgot to give orders out of fear for a moment, and had a premonition that she would die on the battlefield today. But she saw a

Human, that person also had the appearance of an elf. Although his skin color had changed, she recognized him as Darkan! That traitor! Anger helped her regain her will to fight.

"Archer, let go!"

Thousands of bows and arrows rained down on the undead creatures. Ordinary ghouls and skeleton soldiers would fall down directly if they were shot in the head, but hitting other places would not make them fall down. They would still charge with bared teeth and claws.

And those disgusting white stitch monsters are harder to kill, and having bows and arrows stuck in their bodies won't slow them down.

"Anar'alah belore (in the name of the sun), prepare to attack." Veronala shouted, the battle line must be maintained, bows and arrows alone cannot do this. There is no retreat, the soldiers must be prepared to draw their swords and fight

, she herself was also prepared.

…

Sylvanas grabbed an elf who was carrying supplies and asked coldly: "Have you seen Vereesa Windrunner?"

"Didn't... didn't see it, ma'am."

"You!" She pointed at a female priest again, "Have you seen my sister Vereesa?"

"I didn't see it, Ms. Windrunner."

Sylvanas was very anxious when she couldn't find the family she was looking for anywhere. Alleria asked Sylvanas to take the family members to a safe place. The female elf was very suspicious of her sister's purpose of doing this.

In order to protect her, she would not disobey orders. Sylvanas wanted to join the battle, so she wanted to complete the task quickly and return to the front line, but she did not expect that Vereesa was missing.

"Where did the little moon go?"

"Your sister went to the Tower of the Morning Star, where she used to play and play. She said she had to deal with some things."

Sylvanas turned around and saw Nathanos standing in front of her. What made her suspicious was that she read a hint of lies in his eyes, but Nathanos should have no reason to deceive her.

"Tower of the Morning Star? There has been martial law there for a long time. And why does he go there? And... why do you know?"

"Believe it or not!"

The female elf frowned, "What's your attitude?"

"No matter what happens, Sylvanas! I will not change my attitude towards you."

His arrogant tone made Sylvanas completely confused. Nathanos had never spoken to her in such a way. The female elf suddenly felt that her identity had changed with this human being, and he also tasted the only thing he had ever had.

A feeling that only Nathanos could experience - the feeling of being teased by her.

Is he taking revenge on himself?

Sylvanas shook her head, thinking that Nathanos would not joke in such a critical situation.

"Go find Vereesa." The human walked past her and walked towards a group of rangers who were on standby. Those were the men Alleria assigned to Nathanos, and they were the personal bodyguards of the Windrunner family.

"Be careful what you say next time, Maris!" Sylvanas pretended to threaten. She could not give in to Nathanos in front of others, but this time, finding Vereesa was crucial.

The rangers saw their special new commander approaching and immediately stood in line.

With just a glance, Nathanos determined their number, which was exactly what he requested, exactly twenty rangers. Alleria originally wanted him to lead an army dozens of times larger than this number, but it was just that

However, Nathanos strongly requested that only twenty of the strongest rangers be selected, and there were two requirements - they must be from the Windrunner family, and they must be selected by him personally.

Alleria could understand the first request, but she really couldn't think of the reason for the second request. Nathanos just explained that it was to carry out a secret mission, but did not tell Alleria what it was.

Finally, he selected suitable candidates from the roster, and these selected elves were all ranger captains.

Nathanos looked at them, then put his hands behind his back and asked: "You! Who are you loyal to?"

This question stunned the ranger on standby...

"Answer me!" Nathanos shouted sharply, making everyone cheer.

"Quel'Thalas."

"Silvermoon City."

"Quel'dorei."

"king."……

There were endless answers, but none of them was what Nathanos wanted to hear.

"Wrong!" His voice silenced the elves. "Look at your robes and answer me again!"

The rangers bowed their heads one after another. Their shirts were green, and the pattern on them was a swooping eagle. Its wings spread out in the shape of an arrow, which fit right in the heart, meaning that the heart is like a sharp arrow.

.This is the emblem of the Windrunner family!

"Answer me again, who are you loyal to?"

"Windrunner!"

This time the rangers answered neatly, and it fit Nathanos's heart.

"Very good, remember your answers. Now I need you to perform a vital mission, a very important and... safe mission!"

………

"Why hasn't it calmed down outside?" Arthas asked impatiently. He wanted to know the answer, and anyone could answer it. He sent Darkan to lead the vanguard to attack. As a result, a few hours later, Deshom

There were still deafening shouts from the outside.

"Ask me to kill all those elves for you, Your Highness."

"No!" Arthas stretched out his hand to stop Farric, "I'll go there myself! You and Marvin keep an eye on that woman for me."

Farric paused and said, "Don't worry, Prince. The woman attempted suicide, but was stopped by Maween. We will ensure that she lives."

"Very good!" Arthas pulled out Frostmourne. This sword was as thirsty as him and thirsty for blood.

"Open the city gate!"
Chapter completed!