Lost In Azeroth

   Chapter 58 Eastern Plaguelands

  The weapons in World of Warcraft are as numerous as the hair of a cow, but if the most famous one is naturally Frostmourne.

   In fact, the origin of Frostmourne is not exhaustive, but it is known that it was forged by the dreadlord clan, and then was sealed by Kil'jaeden and thrown to Azeroth together with Ner'zhul.

   From this point of view, the status of this sword is likely to be the same as that of Ner'zhul, the Lich King!

   But now that he is surrounded by trolls, he has no time to carefully examine the secret of Frostmourne.

   Seeing that the surrounding trolls were also panicked by the sudden disappearance of the Dragon Eagle Spirit, Su Chen quickly wielded Frostmourne to kill the nearest trolls.

   He originally wanted to take the opportunity to break out of the siege to find the griffins, but he soon discovered that many of the trolls that had been besieged had dispersed like birds and beasts in an instant.

  Su Chen couldn't help but stunned slightly. It seemed that the swallowing of the Dragon Eagle's spirit had a great impact on these trolls. This was a good time to explore Zu'Aman.

   But after thinking about it, he finally decided to look for the griffin first.

  Without the influence of the dragon eagle spirit, the griffin finally returned to its original normal state.

   "Let's go quickly." Su Chen immediately stepped onto the gryphon, he was not confident enough to brush Zu'Aman alone.

   After all, being able to use Frostmourne to kill the Dragon Eagle Spirit is already a great luck, otherwise it might have been captured alive by those trolls and ready to cook.

   Griffin soared into the sky.

  Returning to the air, Su Chen can see that the elven rangers have taken the opportunity to capture a fortress outside Zu'Aman, and are commandingly attacking the trolls who are trying to counterattack.

   However, with a piercing gong from inside Zul'Aman, the trolls who were trying to counterattack suddenly receded like a tide.

  Su Chen controlled the Griffon to slowly descend, and Sylvanas immediately greeted him.

"You'll be fine. I seemed to sense a very powerful force coming from it just now. I was worried that you would be in trouble. Fortunately, that mysterious force suddenly disappeared again, and the trolls also began to retreat." Alvanas said with concern.

"It's a little trouble, just got rid of a dragon eagle." Su Chen laughed, it is estimated that Sylvanas sensed the power of the dragon eagle spirit, and the retreat of these trolls should also be related to Frostmourne devoured the spirit of the Dragonhawk.

   It’s just that the trolls have completely retreated now, retreating inside Zul’Aman, and even abandoning many of the outer forts. It is quite troublesome to attack again, unless you are preparing for hand-to-hand combat with those trolls in the jungle.

   "Looking at the appearance of these trolls, they should not come out to attack in the short term. Silvermoon City is no longer in danger, and we can go south at full speed." Sylvanas analyzed.

  Su Chen would not object to this, and he was eager to return to Lordaeron. If he hadn't worried about the safety of these elves, he would have flown directly back to Hearth Castle.

  After two days, everyone finally walked out of the jungle in the land of ghosts, and there was an open field in front of them.

   But the same as the ghost land is that there are still traces of war everywhere...

   There was an orange-colored dust mist floating in the sky, and the vision was always a little hazy. There were ruins everywhere on both sides of the road, but there were only no corpses.

   "Lordaeron is really completely destroyed..." Looking at the desolate scene in front of him, Sylvanas couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

   "Yeah." Su Chen nodded lightly. This place was originally supposed to be a field, but because of the plague, it was already a no-man's land. The only creatures in the wilderness were those mutated wild dogs.

  This is the so-called Eastern Plaguelands, and the plague pollution here looks worse than Andorhal!

  Su Chen led everyone to walk along the road silently. This road used to be the only way for the human kingdom to communicate with the high elves, and it was also the road that the undead natural disaster went north to attack Silvermoon City.

  As the people continued to go south into the Plague Land, they encountered more and more undead along the way, but these scattered undead were not strong enough to be easily killed by everyone.

   When he came to a fork in the road, Su Chen couldn't help but stop and stopped to look at the fork in the west.

   At the end of this road is the second largest city in Lordaeron - Stratholme!

   It was also the city that Arthas remembered the most, even surpassing the capital of Lordaeron where he had always lived.

   It's just that these memories are full of pain...

   "Fortunately, I didn't cross before the massacre, otherwise I really don't know how to face all this." Su Chen sighed slightly in his heart.

   Arthas' decision to massacre the city in Stratholme was perhaps the most controversial event of his life.

   Even his father-slaying in the back is not as serious as this massacre. After all, when he returned from Northrend, he was completely crazy, and what he did did not come from his heart.

   And the decision to massacre the city at the gates of Stratholme was made when he was absolutely awake.

   After Su Chen came to this world, he also thought about how he would handle the situation if he was present at the time.

   Methods such as isolation or publicity propaganda should all have some effect.

   However, after he thought about it and made various assumptions, the method he chose was still to massacre the city.

The reason for    is very simple. The Battle of Stratholme was originally a trap set by the Lich King and the Dread Lord.

   With the strength of Arthas at that time, he could not get rid of this trap at all. Even if he chose to escape temporarily like Uther, there would eventually be another trap waiting for him.

   Involuntarily... This is also the most tragic place in Alsace's life.

   When he finally killed Ner'zhul's soul and became the real Lich King, although he had already controlled his own destiny, everything was irreversible.

  Su Chen didn't know what Arthas thought after he became the Lich King.

However, what is certain is that he definitely did not do his best when facing the Argent Northern Expedition. Sora had a huge and unparalleled army of undead, but he just stayed in the Icecrown Fortress all day waiting for others to attack, and did not go. Do something nasty...

   "It's so desolate here." Sylvanas' voice interrupted Su Chen's thoughts.

   "This place used to be very prosperous, but... I destroyed it myself." Su Chen controlled the griffin with a bit of sadness and continued to turn his head and head south.

He occupies the body of Arthas, and naturally he must take the responsibility of Arthas. Stratholme will be a long-term pain in his heart, and the battle between him and the Lich King and the Dread Lord will still be Never die.

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   The second one may be later, please forgive me.

   (end of this chapter)