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I walked alone despite the opposition of others and walked in the Dragon Bone Wilderness for a week, with the destination of the North Wind Tundra, because Belmont told me that the alliance and the tribe were not going well. During the long journey, I saw a lot of things, tall and brave mammoths, storm giants who mastered thunder and lightning, and storm bones buried in the snow. There are many secrets on this land, and what I really want to know is why the dragons in the Dragon Sleep Temple did not stop them when the Scourge began to dig out those Dragon Bones? They really just watched from a distance, being a spectator? This behavior of being out of the matter... I became more and more disgusted with the guardians left by the Titans.

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"Next!" Blaiser, the conscript officer, sent away a man who wanted to join the army, but what annoyed him was that there was a long dragon waiting for his instructions. The seal in his hand had been pressed back on the registration form many times.

This job is boring, but very important. The Fearless Fortress needs many new recruits every day. Only in this way can the vacancies caused by the death to the battlefield can be filled.

Blair did not go to see the next enrollee, but only looked at the information of the enrollee: race and age. As long as the above two conditions meet, he will agree to the other party joining the army. Whenever he stamped the alliance seal on the registration form, his adjutant will repeat the same sentence: "Go to the recruit camp over there to report and receive your sword and shield!"

"Next!" Blaiser shouted again, pinching his nose with his hands while speaking, ready to look at the next registration form. But suddenly there was a riot in the people waiting to sign up. Blaiser didn't have to think about it and knew that someone was going to go to the line, and the person was approaching him, and the others did not stop him.

These recruits have great courage recently.

"Hey! Don't go to the line!" Blaiser raised his hand and made a rejection gesture to the person approaching. "You can wait like everyone else..." The official of Zhengmu felt a chill on his back when he raised his head, and even forgot to breathe. Everyone who came to sign up would not have prepared weapons and armor like the person in front of him, and he was not even an individual. He was dead, reborn as a Death Knight, and was recognized by the king not long ago.

"...Well, you...you...you are you here to join the army?"

"Yes!" The Death Knight replied.

Blairer coughed nervously: "Sorry, I'm asking... what job did you do before?"

Wrinkles appeared between the Death Knight's eyes, before? He stared at Blairth, who had been under the Lich King before, who had killed men, women, and children in the New Avalon, and he almost destroyed the Silver Dawn stronghold, but now, he just said: "I was a farmer and joined the army. My swordsmanship will be of great help to you."

"Of course, of course!" Blairer pointed to an registration form. He believed that the Death Knight had not prepared this, so he wrote one for him. "Please sign it here. We will get everything done."

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Stormwind, in a clothing store in the old town, Lileza is introducing her merchandise to a dwarf. “I think this dress should be perfect for you,” she says. “It’s very durable, and the outer layer is breathable, and the wool lining inside is perfect for cold weather.”

The dwarf was very satisfied after hearing this, and then paid the money readily and left. Liresa was about to go to the warehouse to find a new one to replenish the container, but the postman happened to come to the door at this moment.

"Good afternoon, here is a letter from you."

Lileza looked at the postman in surprise. She had long lost her family and friends, and no one should have sent her something.

"Who sent it?"

"Why don't you open it yourself?"

The girl watched the postman leave and opened the envelope to read the text on it.

Word by word, her heart beat faster, and even more reminded her of the terrible king.

"The Holy Light is above! My brother!"

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Sasarien pierced the head of the ghoul who was rushing towards him with a sword, then swept the other ghoul with another sword, and used his sword to fight against natural disasters day after day. But what he wanted was not to see those monsters die...

"Sassarien?"

The Death Knight looked back at the Fearless Fortress soldiers who fought with him. "What's the matter?"

"Have you heard it? News came from the tribe that Naxsamas was back and Kel Thujad was back."

"What a disaster," Sasarien said. "That floating fortress is millions of times more terrifying than the Black Fortress."

"I can't understand." The soldier took off his helmet, with some small wounds on his face and his hair was very messy. Looking at him, Sasarien remembered that he was so young and confident when he used to be. But now this similar face looked at him with doubt, "Kelthuzad's life guard box has been in Silver Dawn's hands, how could it be..."

"Listen to me, soldier." Sasarien turned his head, "There is no one to be trusted forever. Although I don't know how Kel'thuzad escaped, I believe it must be related to the interior of the Silver Dawn."

After the battle, the other soldiers raised campfires in the open space. Sasarien could not feel any warmth. He stood far away from the other soldiers and tried to keep a distance from them. Even if he received the orders of the king, it did not mean that he could gain the recognition of the living. He joined the army to fight against Arthas, rather than killing a few lonely undead.

"Sasarien?" The shout was filled with anxiety and urgency. A messenger had already run to the Death Knight on his horse.

"What are you asking this question? Who sent you here?" Sasarien found that his mouth was terrible. He clenched his fists and prevented his hands from trembling. He knew that his shock did not come from the battle just now.

"Consultant Talbert called you back." The messenger whispered, "you have to return to the Fortress of Fearlessness, and immediately, alone."

This name is not unfamiliar to Sasarien. Talbert has been with General Arlos. He has seen it two or three times. But what purpose is he? Sasarien was a little confused and followed the messenger to return to the Fearless Fortress quickly.

"Come in!"

The Death Knight stepped into Talbert's office with one foot. He was the only one in the room.

"I'm dealing with some damn paperwork. After all, there are some people, like me... good at politics... not good at playing knives and guns."

This sentence made Sassarian very disgusted. Northrend is not a place for travel and vacation. Anyone who wants to set foot on this snow and ice should at least know how to defend himself. If the situation fails, such people who are "good at politics" will be a burden!

"Stop talking nonsense!" Sasarien didn't speak humbly because the other party's rank was higher than his. "Tell me the truth, why do you want to see me?"

Talbert smiled, stood up and walked to the Death Knight, waved his hand to let him follow, "Because you are the one I'm looking for."

"I?"

"I've been paying attention to your abilities. It's not appropriate for people like you who have leadership talents but are not conspicuous." Talbert walked in front, and they walked through rooms after rooms and finally stopped when they finally arrived at the door of the warehouse. "Answer me, Sassarian, what is your most urgent desire in your heart?"

"I want to take revenge... to defeat the Lich King!" Sasarien's contemptuous look could almost make a wall collapse. "For everything he did to my family, for everything he did to me."

"If I could give you such a chance...what would you think?"

Sasarian tried to control himself, and he looked at Talbert, warning him in his heart that he would be better not be joking, and the cost of teasing him was very high.

"Listen attentively, sir."

"So listen. I'm forming an elite force. If you want, it can also be called a strike force. But it has an official name: Group S." Talbert pushed open the door of the warehouse with his hand. The people inside had been waiting for a long time. They were all carefully selected soldiers. "Come and meet your teammates."

Sasarian saw courage and courage in the eyes of the soldiers, thinking that this should be the one who fought against the Scourge. "What is the mission?"

"You have to go north from the Whispering Spirit Tower and kill all the way to the Holy City of Njira. Then there is a fight against them with their own skills...you will even have a chance to attack the Lich King himself."

The hatred that had been suppressed in Sassari's heart for a long time was completely awakened by Talbert's last words. He tried hard to come to Northrend just to defeat Arthas. Although he didn't expect to come so quickly, he had no doubt about it. All he had to do was to seize this opportunity.

"You can send me, sir."

"I knew, I didn't choose the wrong person." Talbert smiled with satisfaction.

"Please give me some time, I have to prepare."

"No need." Talbert stopped him, "I will provide you with everything you want. Sassarian, I just want to ask you one question: Do you want to be the commander of this squad?"
Chapter completed!