The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Well, I didn't say those two words~"

"You are done, Sylvanas... Charge after me!"

In the vision of the invincible war horse that lay on the ground because it couldn't eat the grass, the place where the two people were standing was left with a pile of flying dust.

"Slow down, change your position first...oh..."

"Today, I will overthrow this city wall!"

"And me, for my supreme master!"

"Elf on the top of the city, take my arrow (sword)!"

……

"Woman, this is a disguise."

There was a scattered bass sound at the end that seemed to break through the air, and there was a whistling sound of wind around, and objects falling from the air were accelerating their descent.

"What kind of disguise? I think you're just too lazy to use your brain."

Waving her hands, Sylvanas retorted and skillfully straightened her upside-down posture.

"Woman, in order to complete this extremely challenging mission, we must charge forward."

"Uh... okay, okay."

"Ginana: What's the point?

Repeating over and over again... Can I skip it?!

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"Ke Xiaona: Um... um... um... don't take it away!

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Therefore, after countless charges, it was already the early morning of the next day.

However, there were many charges, but since he could not break the city gate in an instant, Arthas gradually slowed down the speed of the entire charge process.

Came to the place where Sylvanas was once again... Came to the place where Arthas once again brought Sylvanas to the city wall that blocked their progress.

"Arthas, why did you bring me here?"

"Didn't you just say you were going to charge..."

Arthas raised his hand to cover the white and green woman's mouth and said, "Keep your voice down and don't ask too many questions next time."

"Today, I'll let you take a good look at my... well, stop imagining, okay?"

After casting a spell to reduce the brightness of her eyes and replacing them with a pair of pitch-black pupils, Sylvanas still shook her head in disbelief.

"Okay, okay, look at this, this is the difference between genius and mediocrity."

Condensing an ice shovel, Arthas began digging a hole in front of Sylvanas.

In response to this, Sylvanas couldn't help but make her eyes darker and reached out to hold an ice shovel.

She doesn't know the difference between a genius and a mediocrity, but she knows one thing.

If Anasteria and the other Quel'dorei fully adopted her suggestions, then this...

Seeing a newly opened path dug under the city wall, Sylvanas couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead and shook her head.

They were told to be careful about the underground passage, but it had been dug under the city wall and there was no alarm.

At the same time, in a magic tower in Silvermoon City, a group of elven wizards were surveying possible underground passages through the formations beneath their feet.

However, after careful investigation, they found that apart from the "homes" similar to those of the crypt people and the kobolds, and some earth elements, there was nothing else underground.

Based on the information previously provided by the hero Sylvanas, they also specially checked various books and discovered a spider race.

They dug underground passages... They found no trace of the Nerubians, not even any trace of the undead.

Well, they surveyed hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of meters underground, but they didn’t conduct a comprehensive survey of five meters underground… They didn’t conduct a serious survey of areas that were too close.

Oh, the patrol sentries on the city walls might just be there to do nothing?

However, with the help of the night, the "camouflage" suit on his body, and Sylvanas' adapted magic barrier.

That's explainable why the Quel'dorei patrol outposts couldn't detect it.

"How did you come up with this idea... I also opened a silent barrier so the elves outside can't hear it."

"hehe."

With a slight smile, Arthas turned his back to Sylvanas and continued shoveling the soil.

But he only let Sylvanas wait for three shovels, and then explained: "Dear slave lady, please listen to the question next."

Before Sylvanas could retort, Arthas said, "If you were one of the elves above you."

"So what was your first impression when you saw me?"

"No, I asked you the answer, but you asked me the question instead?"

After shoveling the soil, Sylvanas responded speechlessly.

Hearing this, Arthas turned around and slightly shook his right index finger.

Then, he continued to shovel the dirt and said, "If you don't answer, then guess it yourself."

"With me, you have always been the one who..."

"Why am I so willful?"

Sylvanas approached Arthas and shoveled the soil. She deliberately raised her voice and said, "If I am willful, can you not be willful?"

"Even if I put myself in your shoes, I will not kill you or try to hurt you as you are such an evil Death Knight."

"What can I do? I am a vengeful Quel'dorei."

Seeing the long white eyebrows swaying next to him, Arthas said helplessly: "You have put yourself in my shoes, but you still can't see that I am a big guy?"

"What? You're a big guy, and what about you and the earth elemental friend I once called..."

Thinking of something, Sylvanas' heart suddenly started beating rapidly. "No way, do you think that ordinary people see you..."

"First impression, seeing that you are wearing heavy armor, people generally think that you are just a reckless man?"

"What else? Wait!"

Arthas shoveled the dirt faster and faster, looking at the tunnel that was getting deeper and deeper, and said, "Can't you use a different word?"

"If a reckless man is not okay, then what about a reckless person, a fool, or a fool?"

Arthas stopped the shovel in his hand suddenly, raised his middle finger and said, "Yes, I let others fix their initial impressions."

"It's you who's here, that's how they despise me... Don't do it."

With his fingers being gripped, Arthas felt a little weak.

Rolling her eyes at the person in front of her, Sylvanas let go of her hand and said, "Alright, alright, it's just that you fail frequently."

"Are you trying to fool my fellow countrymen in life by using a series of illusions that seem like a competition of endurance and waiting for the army of the undead?"

"Ahem, this isn't called bluffing, this is called strategy...Okay, I'll keep shoveling."

Glancing at Shovel Knight with slight disdain, Sylvanas said, "You have strategies, but they are basically inseparable from your core principle - charge, charge, charge."

"Well, I am usually very cautious, including this time because of..."

"Shovel the dirt! Let's quickly restrain those legendary elves."

The strength in her hands changed, and Sylvanas activated her extreme speed at a speed that shocked Arthas...

Ten minutes later, she held the hole with one hand, rising and falling with her breath.

"Ha, ha ha... As a logistics support worker, you only have this much skill."

Suddenly feeling a little weak again, Arthas quickly shut up, turned his back to the panting woman and started shoveling the dirt.

The current situation shows that without the power of the dragon, she still does not have 100% control over her current body and cannot even use her strength.

"Ginana: My little military advisor, my husband just keeps charging forward, is there any secret?

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"Ke Xiaona: Well, I will be merciful and forgive you.

In fact, this is not a difficult task. It is actually a way to actively create opportunities for battle.

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What method is it? It’s actually very simple.

Simply rely on force... Actively create the first impression that they can only attack head-on, and constantly wear down the "patience" of the defenders of the city wall.

Among them, he used his powerful combat power comparable to the "Lich King", the weakened counter-ability of his subordinates, and Frostmourne, which possessed some kind of corruption ability.

So that they don't focus on other possible offensive directions, and use their time to solve the difficult problems that Arthas has given to all of them.

Get started with the magic sword and attract a powerful wizard to deal with this sword.

Repeated charges, affecting destruction and even refreshing new seals are ways to deal with the magic sword.

During each charge, he used all his knowledge to create the illusion that the city wall would be breached if he was not careful, as well as the illusion that he was waiting for the army that had not yet arrived.

It's like, both of them are so powerful and their suppression power is so strong, once the undead army arrives, they will definitely break through this line.

Of course, if the city wall was really broken by brute force, then we can't blame Arthas for actively starting the "bloody massacre".

These actions caused the defenders of the city wall to become more proficient in the teleportation magic he demonstrated and their own magic skills.

However, this is precisely the use of Quel'Thalas's multi-faceted adoption of the hero Sylvanas's advice.

He took the bait and used repeated charges to understand the surrounding terrain and whether there were any weaknesses in the city walls that he could break.

In other words, it was also about taking advantage of the intelligence gap between the two sides, misleading the defenders of the city wall, and luckily discovering the weakness.

Besides, even if shoveling the soil and digging a hole doesn't work, there are other ways to get in.

For example, let’s go back to the topic of violent output.

It was a dark and windy night, and the night was always so charming. The "camouflage" and the timing of the charge were just right.

As the saying goes, how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?

"Ginana: So, thinking about the difficult things... doesn't seem to be that difficult. Then I will... continue to study."

"Ke Xiaona: Ah...ah...ah...Mom, I'm almost reaching my mouth!

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"Ginana: You are not afraid of getting fat, so stop eating.

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"Huh, digging a hole is really tiring."

"Aren't you a ghost of the dead, full of vitality?"

Melting the two dust-fluttering ice shovels, Arthas raised his hand to his mouth and said, "Ahem, I told you."

"Although I look like a ghost and have the physical strength of a ghost, I have always been a living person."

Helping up the dark ranger who was about to fall, Arthas said, "Go find a place to stay and have a good rest."

"The survey is inaccurate, and we have to dig and fill as we go to avoid being discovered by the elves with good eyesight. But who told you to make so many suggestions?"

"The martyr Sylvanas Windrunner, even before her death, still had a passionate heart to defend her country."

"you……"

Holding a pair of small hands, Arthas said with deep affection: "It's okay, I understand you."

"I'm in an unfamiliar environment with no corresponding memory, but please believe me."

"I am not a living servant of the undead. I also have corresponding means. Don't worry, and you must remember to rest well."

"Can you...can you..."

"Don't be obsessed with me, he's just a legend."

Letting go of his hand, he turned around and waved his black robe. He walked through the dark portal in a few steps and left Sylvanas's barrier calmly.

"Oh no! That monster has bypassed our defenses. Give the alarm!"

Unfortunately, before Arthas could take advantage of the night to start a massacre and use his invincible assassination skills to show his power.

Before the closely patrolling elven sentries could continue to ponder why Arthas, who loved charging, had not been attacking, an elf with good eyesight discovered him and came over...

Standing on the bridge behind the city wall, a man stood on the Arendal Bridge, his black cloak fluttering in the wind, his right hand tightly grasping the proud frost spear.

"Congratulations, you are finally able to witness my true power here."

The voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear and indifferent yet praising, and it echoed in the ears of the elf defenders.

At the same time, the sounds of warnings, "dong dong dong" and "bang bang bang", echoed all around.

"There is no way back... Monster, you will pay the price today!"

From talking to himself to a high-pitched voice, a white-haired ranger holding a two-handed sword, who was blessed by many colleagues of different professions, rushed towards Arthas with sword in hand.

"Heh... Ranger, you are truly brave."

Dancing with ice spears in both hands, Arthas released streams of icy cold air that enveloped the area in the blink of an eye.

Under the cool moonlight, bean-sized snowballs fluttered down, and a wave of extreme cold had blocked the elven defenders' way to Silvermoon City.

With this extreme cold field, they can either kill Arthas or hold him back and return to the temporarily safe Silvermoon City as quickly as possible.

Either quickly open the city gates, retreat to the southern part of Eversong Woods, and survive in the area where the undead army may appear, or use teleportation to leave Quel'Thalas.

Well, it would be great if one group of people could hold back Arthas while another group of people could open a portal and retreat in time.

However, unlike Arthas, who was about to spear his opponent's greatsword, Sylvanas no longer fatigued and held up the sky with both hands.

At this moment, Belo'val, Telesta, and many other elven mages were making preparations to open the portal.

The next second, with a snap, Arthas, with a look of respect on his face, pierced the greatsword with his spear and prepared to chop the first challenger with his backhand.

"Don't worry, brother Theron. I, Halduron Brightwing, am here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Haduron, holding a long-handled broadsword, flashed over and chopped down from the sky with all his strength.

"Sure enough, there are warriors in Quel'Thalas who are willing to sacrifice themselves."

As he calmly emphasized this, the ice spear in Arthas's hand suddenly grew longer, and he simply swept it lightly outwards.

The two Quel'dorei warriors had bloodshot eyes and were in pain from their knuckles as their weapons were shattered by the huge force. They turned into two pieces of ice before they could even cough up blood.

Bang, bang, two pieces of ice fell on the frozen glacier, very peacefully.

At this moment, among the elven defenders in front of Arthas, many mages who were about to open the evacuation portal encountered accidents.

The faces of the Grand Mage, Beloval and Telesta turned slightly pale, not as pale as the healthy Ice Platform.

Magister, near Romans who was ready to fight at any time, several mages like Astalor had blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, their faces turned even paler, and some even covered their chests.

Most of the non-legendary mages looked extremely pale, as if they had suffered severe backlash.

Some weaker mages spat out thick blood and fell unconscious.

Because of the sudden accident, they were no longer able to send another group of elves away from this dangerous area.

"How is it possible? How can his (her) spatial magic attainment be so strong?! The magic network in this area has been temporarily disrupted by him (her)."

Many an elven wizard uttered this sentence, or something similar to it, in disbelief.

Because through this spell casting, they all discovered a traitor hiding among them.

They couldn't find anyone who could cause them to retaliate so quickly and accurately, except for the traitor they had been with day and night...

Standing on the Arendal Bridge, Arthas simply showed a seemingly healthy smile and defended the bridge.

Returning to the garrison position on the city wall, Belovar and Telesta looked at each other and suddenly waved their staffs.

But in an instant, the barrier around Sylvanas was completely destroyed by the dazzling arcane light.

"What? It's Sylvanas?!"

Before the scene became more lively, Arthas waved his ice spear forward and said, "Foolish elves, the power of the Lich King is beyond your reach!"

"For the Lich King, die like this."

At the same time, Sylvanas's black pupils turned blood red and flickered.

She said: "Die, you arrogant living being!"

"The Lich King gave me a new life, which is more powerful than you can understand."

"Ner'zhul: I don't know what to say to these two "undead spirits" that are beyond my control."

In response to this, mages such as Beloval and Telesta's faces darkened, and circles of mysterious formations appeared under their feet in an instant.

"Monster, today either you die or we die!"

"Arthas: Woman, this is a disguise!"

"Xinana: I really didn't... I really didn't suggest them to do this!"