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Eight hundred and seventieth chapters Stratholme's decision before

The crisp female voice sang a mysterious spell, and the dark clouds in the sky began to gather, and the howling cold wind passed by, and heavy snow like goose feathers fell from the sky. When the snowflakes fell halfway, they condensed into bright and sharp triangular ice cones, like meteors falling from the sky, falling towards the rushing disaster spirits.

The ice cone, which is sharper than a steel knife, broke the bones of the skeleton, chiseled through the zombie's head, penetrated the thick skin of the hated, and tore the shell of the crypt demon...

Hundreds of natural disasters fell under the snowstorm in Jaina Prodmore.

"cool……"

A burst of praise sounded in the theater, followed by warm applause. First, the special effects of the blizzard were so amazing, and second, this heavy epic film really couldn't find too many places to make people excited.

The female mage who had been throwing fireballs before showed her strong strength at critical moments.

After the blizzard, Jaina summoned three powerful water elements one after another and sent them to Alsace, who was blocking the gate of the barracks, to help him resist the attack of the natural disasters and undead.

The Holy Light is the nemesis of the undead. Although it seriously shakes the belief in the Holy Light, Alsace has already had a new understanding of power in his thoughts, and he vaguely feels that as long as he can defeat the enemy's power, it is the power he should pursue.

The undead was boundless and seemed to have no end. Although Arthas was full of anger, he did not become a fool. He temporarily withdrew from the battle and found Jaina who was recovering his mana.

"Gianna, you have to leave here."

He waved his hand to stop the female mage's words, "You have the ability to move instantly, leave here and ask Uther for help, I want to wipe out all these undeads."

Jaina also understood that this was not an emotional time. After she told Alsace to be safe, she teleported away from here and asked the Knights of Silver Hand for help.

This is one of the food distribution centers in the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and it is a key defense area. The barracks have complete defense measures. Arthas led the remaining army to withstand the waves of attacks of the undead. After most of the day of fighting, he found that the combat power of these undeads did not seem as powerful as he imagined.

Now he has no time or space to think. Although his anger has not completely lost his mind, it has also affected him. Otherwise, he would have seen that the attack of the undead is simply invisible.

On the high ground in the distance, the former Dalaran and the former member of the palace mage Kel Thujad were standing on it, observing the situation of the barracks and the targets.

"My master, the young lion has entered the trap." He seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to say something to the inexplicable existence, "I will bring him into the woven net."

Kelthuzad left the high ground and walked towards the barracks.

"For Lordaeron!"

This is Alsace's obsession, and he kept shouting slogans to inspire the morale of his subordinates.

Another wave of attacks that repelled the deceased spirits. Arthas suddenly discovered that a human mage had walked in front of the formation, and the other party seemed to be a little familiar.

"Kel Thujad?" he asked tentatively after carefully identifying it.

"It's been a long time since I've been away, Your Highness." The other party gave a strange mage ceremony.

"Is it you? You planned all this behind your back?" The young prince was furious and pointed at Kel Thujad with a war hammer. "And, what about the food here? Have you tampered with the food?"

"Yes, I have a plague of undead food. These foods have been transported to Stantam." Kelthuzad was honest and terrible, "Also, I am not the master behind the scenes..."

"Who is the Lord?" Arthas interrupted him. "Where is he?"

Unexpectedly, Kel Thuzad actually answered his words, "The Fearing Demon King Melganis, he will wait for you in Stantamme."

"You will pay the price for your actions!"

Thinking of the dead Darian Moglani, the people of Lordaeron who became undead, and the land filthed by the plague, he was the first to rush out of the barracks, and more soldiers rushed out with him.

"Maybe the Holy Light will pity you, but I will not pity you!" Alsace roared.

A great battle broke out between Arthas and Kel Thuzad. The Holy Light is the nemesis of the undead, and Kel Thuzad had been practicing the undead spell for a short time, so he seemed not to be an opponent of Arthas. He almost didn't spend too much effort, so the young prince killed the undead mage.

Without the control of the necromancer, the remaining natural disaster undead became more bloodthirsty and violent. Faced with their siege, the warriors around Alsace continued to fall and turned into new natural disaster undead, and the remaining humans were in danger.

So, a scene that all epic war movies will use happen.

At the critical moment, Uther and Gianna led the Knights of the Silver Hands and the elite cavalry troops of the Kingdom to arrive in time and wipe out the undead of the natural disaster.

"Gianna, Uther, you are here at the right time."

As soon as the battle ended, Alsace found these two people. "Now is not the time to rest. We must continue to pursue and not allow the plague-contaminated food to arrive in Stantam."

Uther had no choice but to reject Arthas's opinion and proposed to temporarily hand over the elite cavalry of the Knights of the Silver Hand to Arthas so that he could pursue the grain transport convoy as soon as possible.

But Arthas had already had a prejudice against the Knights of the Silver Hands. He was actually very clear that the Knights of the Silver Hands were loyal to the Holy Light first, and then to the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Therefore, as a prince, he summoned other elite troops and set out first, and agreed with Uther and Gianna to meet at the city of Stantosom.

The sound of running horse hooves resounded in the theater, and even if it was not a book fan or a game fan, they understood what was about to happen.

Ellen sat in her seat, holding her hands crossed, silent and a little anxious.

Emil has now let go of all his dissatisfaction with the movie. In his eyes, this is an extremely successful adaptation. What will be done next is a scene that makes him love-hate.

“The video is more profound than we thought.”

Perhaps it was an occupational disease, Kenneth Toulan unconsciously said these words to Todd McCarthy, "Ryan guaranteed the commercial elements of the film, making the film easy to understand; Natalie Portman brought the film a rare ideological nature in Ryan's commercial films, and Alsace's mental journey is worth pondering."

"It's true." Todd McCarthy nodded in agreement, "Although there are still the most important passages that have not been staged, this film is comparable to the "Lord of the Rings" series."

Time, nothing is more precious now than time. Arthas and his army galloped wildly, but Kelthuzad led the natural disaster and the dead to intercept him for a reason. In addition to luring him into the big trap of Stantam, it was to stop him from chasing the convoy transporting food.

He chased him until the city of Stantam, and Alsace did not catch up with the convoy transporting grain. He stationed at the city and sent people to Stantam to inquire. The bad news soon spread. The food was not only transported into Stantam, but also distributed to the citizens!

Hearing the news from the sentry, Arthas looked at the city in the distance and could not speak. His face was filled with pain, regret and anger until it finally turned pale!

Under the dark sky, the prince's blonde hair fluttered in the wind, and the eyes that represented wisdom and aura had lost their luster. Even though there was no expression on his pale face, the audience clearly felt his painful and struggling inner world...

He once vowed to protect the land, but now he is powerless.

"Let's go, Alsace, get out of here!"

Perhaps Ryan's dark eyes hurt the audience's sensitive hearts, and a young woman's voice suddenly sounded in the theater, "Let's go! Get out of here quickly! Don't come to Stantamme forever!"

"Go, go quickly!"

One after another, there were sounds again, and the sound became louder and louder, "Let's go! Leave!"

The chaotic voices even affected the VIP seats in the front row. Ryan and others unconsciously looked back. This flesh-and-blood prince obviously touched these audiences. They didn't want to see him walk into the abyss...

"Will it affect the box office?" Taylor asked worriedly.

Ryan was also a little worried. He knew the audience's fragile psychological bottom line. Judging from the emotions of the audience, the audience's reputation is definitely not a problem, but reputation cannot be completely equated with the box office.

The audience also understood that the film would not change with their wishes, but just wanted to vent the emotions that had been suppressed, and the mixed voices gradually dissipated...

"This is the most successful character in recent years, Ryan has portrayed."

Kenneth Tulan was a little sad in his words, "If it weren't for the theme of the film, I think he could have once again scored the Oscar for Best Actor with this role."

"You should understand." Todd McCarthy shook his head, "his mind is not at the Oscars at all."

The sky seemed darker and the light disappeared completely. Arthas stood on the high ground in front of Stantosom, without saying a word for a long time. Any decision at this time was difficult, painful and even unbearable for the young prince.

But he is the heir to this kingdom. He wants to protect his people and territory. He is the hope of the people and the leader of the future. He must make a decision!

Yes, whether it is identity, personality, sense of mission, or anger of revenge, it determines that Alsace cannot leave.

"Father, what should I do?"

The prince no longer asked the Holy Light that he once believed in. Holy Light could not solve the problem of Stantholm, "Tell me, what should I do?"

No one can answer him, and only he can bear this burden.

When the chaotic sound of horse hooves rang, Alsace turned around and left here, no longer visiting Stantholm. He had made a decision! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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