The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

After the soldiers burned the broken limbs of the undead with a fire and vented their anger, they obediently returned to the three leaders and accepted their inspection.

"Very good, since you are so energetic, then quickly build the camp."

"There are still many soldiers working hard on the beach, you can go and help them."

"Don't worry, I will lead people to rescue the trapped dwarves. What you need to do is to consolidate the defense along the coast."

"Our ships are docked there. Without them, how can we get home?"

Looking at this group of high-spirited warriors, Arthas was very satisfied.

However, the great camp-building activity requires them to struggle.

Like a deflated ball, the soldiers who were ready to continue charging, their restless hearts calmed down in an instant.

Yes! Without a boat, there is no place to go back to.

Only by defending this place can we have a future and the capital to fight against the source of darkness in Northrend.

Therefore, under the leadership of each team leader, they were divided into teams with different responsibilities and devoted themselves to the construction.

As for the rescue, it all depends on the orders from above. I don’t know which lucky people will be able to participate in the rescue.

"Your Highness, can we follow?"

"No, the defense and construction of the camp requires your leadership."

"You have to know that you are the only ones who can make me feel at ease."

Arthas politely rejected the requests of the warlike generals such as Falric, as they were more needed here than the dwarf expedition team on the other side.

With the addition of a group of skilled dwarves, Arthas believed that the camp they built would be more solid.

Most importantly, Arthas was worried that if they all went to support, the Undead Scourge would easily destroy his base camp and massacre his brave warriors.

It was definitely not that after seeing this group of people encircling and suppressing the undead, he suddenly felt itchy and eager to fight.

As a paladin, it is his, Jaina's, and Muradin's unshirkable responsibility to rescue the lost dwarf expedition team.

Who would do this without being fully confident?

On a hillside, there is flat snow and scattered snow-covered rocks.

Between two large rocks, there were three people sitting behind a big bear.

The bear's body was covered with snowflakes, and from a distance it looked like an ordinary big rock.

"Arthas, Muradin, I have found out where the lost dwarves are."

"They are still there resisting the invasion of the undead. We don't see many people injured so far."

In the gap behind the white bear, combined with the information obtained by the familiar, Jaina whispered about the situation of the dwarves.

"Of course, my old guys are very strong."

"We are all warriors of Ironforge. It is not a problem for us to fight one against a hundred."

Knowing that the other brothers in the expedition team were fine, Muradin put his mind at ease.

He spoke cheerfully, showing off their strength to Arthas and Jaina.

"But, Muradin, don't you want us to support you?"

"Or, let's go back now, you should..."

"Bad girl, stop fooling me and go save people."

Hearing this, Muradin blew his beard angrily.

"Jaina, stop joking, let's get started."

"Don't worry, Arthas. I'm still trying to locate the mage who's controlling these undead."

Jaina turned around and rolled her eyes at the anxious Arthas.

I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry, I'm very busy.

"Okay, we'll wait for you."

"By the way, Muradin, we are going to sneak over and assassinate them later."

"Remember to follow us closely later."

Spreading his hands helplessly, Arthas knew that he was not good at magic, so these tasks could only be left to Jaina.

However, he didn't want to just sit there and wait, so he turned around and talked to Muradin.

"Stealth? I didn't expect I would have the chance to stealth like a thief."

"Arthas, can a warrior like me also perform assassination?"

Muradin was skeptical about what Arthas said and was half-believing and half-doubting.

I want to have a thrilling assassination, but I know I don't have the ability to do it.

As Arthas's master, how could he not know that Arthas had this ability?

As a mage, Jaina could do it, but he remembered that as long as he concentrated his anger a little, the invisibility given to him by the mage would be ineffective.

It's not like he had never thought about launching an assassination in stealth, but things didn't go as he wished!

"Relax, Muradin, I swear on my heart."

"I'll tell you what a real assassination is."

Arthas assured Muradin with his boastful words.

The assassinations of those traditional assassins are too low-level. The assassins of the new era use their warriors to carry out assassinations.

However, Muradin didn't take it seriously and just treated it as a joke.

When he was a child in Alsace, he developed the same bad habit of bragging as himself.

Now that I think about it, time flies. Arthas, who used to be short and liked to pull his beard, has grown so tall now.

"Two warriors who are not afraid of death, are you ready to come with me to provide support?"

"We are always prepared and we dare not slack off."

"Let's quickly assassinate them and give my friends a big surprise."

After making sure that the two were ready, Jaina opened a portal and led them through it.

"Arthas, Jaina, are we just going to rush in like this?"

Muradin, who had just killed a ghoul with a hammer, was extremely shocked to find that there was a group of undead behind the door.

Do you two have any misunderstanding about assassination? It is a warrior's way of attacking.

"This is assassination, Mr. Muradin."

"As long as you consider it an assassination, there is no problem."

Arthas, who together with Jaina killed all the undead controllers around him in seconds, said with a smile.

"Uncle Muradin, Arthas and I agree that this is what assassination is."

"As long as we eliminate all the enemies who have seen us, our assassination will be successful."

Jaina said this as she summoned blizzards to clear out the invisible undead around her.

"So this is an assassination? Have I been misled this whole time?"

"Yes! That's it! Teacher Muradin! (Uncle)"

"Great, ahhhh...damn undead, eat my fair and clear backstab!"

Muradin, who had figured it out, roared and jumped up.

The gods came down to earth, and the burly dwarves swept away the invading scourge with hammers and axes.

"I understand now. This is the real assassination. The hypocritical assassin deceived me!"

Muradin was so excited that he killed undead at a speed much faster than the paladin and mage next to him.

A whirlwind slash swept away a large area.

The thunder struck, and everything was silent.

The storm of axes and hammers made a loud noise when it blew.

Arthas and Jaina could only quickly cast spells to purify the remains of the undead.

Muradin was too powerful at this moment, with a thunderous attack speed and a whirlwind movement speed.

However, Muradin soon ran out of rage.

He lay on the ground and gasped for breath, with a smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied.

"Arthas, have we gone too far?"

"Ahem...Jaina, leave the rest to us."

So, the two of them quickly summoned several elementals to guard Muradin, and then they were busy clearing out the surrounding undead.

On the other side, the dwarf expedition team surrounded by the undead were all confused.

Why aren't the undead attacking anymore? According to the rules they summarized, the undead should be coming.

Temporary commander Balgun came out with several brave dwarves to gather intelligence.

What they thought was that maybe Muradin had found support and was fighting back with his men.

“Holy Light! Muradin, why are you lying here? Are you okay?”

Just a few steps out of the camp, they saw Muradin lying on the ground and cried out.

"Guys, I feel good."

"It's so cool! It's so cool!"

……

After Arthas and Jaina finished dealing with the nearby undead, they saw Muradin being helped up by the dwarves, loudly boasting about his assassination experience.

"Dear, how long did this rescue operation take?"

Deciding to give them some time, Arthas asked Jaina how much time had passed.

"Twenty minutes, honey, we're so good!"

Looking at the pocket watch on her hand, Jaina excitedly threw herself into Arthas' arms, shaking her head and asking for a hug.

With tears in his tiger eyes, Arthas hugged Jaina and thought silently in his heart, I'm not envious, I really am not envious.

Because he didn't have a watch, and Jaina did.

And just like that, an assassination operation to rescue the dwarf expedition was a perfect success.

False rescue, and a sudden surge of troops all the way.

The real rescue, three people bravely go to the ends of the earth.