Neozu, who was far away in the frozen throne, almost cursed, "Why did this guy appear here?!"

"Ticdios! Didn't you say you would send a demon to drag Shandara's night elves!"

"Hmph~"

Tikdios, who was standing next to the big ice cube, snorted coldly, "Yes, I promised you to hold down Shandala's defenders, but do you think ordinary demons can stop that powerful demigod?"

"Don't play word games with me!"

Naozu asked angrily, "Where is your high-level Nasrezm? Why don't you let them take it!"

Tikdios's original joking expression became gloomy. "Neozu, you'd better figure out a premise."

"We are the guest generals sent by Lord Kiljadan to help you form the Scourge, not your subordinate."

"Each high-level Nasrezm is a precious treasure, and has its own tasks to be completed. We have no obligation to plan here for your boredom."

"And take a step back..." Tikdios sneered, "I don't think that relying on my subordinates Nasrezm can stop him. Anyway, they are all useless efforts. Why should I sacrifice my people to help you achieve your goal?"

"Don't you have this trump card of Anubarak? Why don't you take it out and use it?"

"you!"

Although Neozu had long been determined to get rid of the control of the Burning Legion, the now fledgling Lich King cannot escape the assistance of the demons.

He really wanted to take this opportunity to send off the monitors under Tikdios, but the shamelessness of the other party was beyond Nerzu's expectations.

Tikdios said with a smile, "Instead of thinking about how to get rid of our surveillance, you might as well think about how to face the anger of Lord Kiljadan after the plan failed."

Neozu's plan had bad intentions for the Demon King of Fear from the very beginning. It was his view of sending the Demon King of Fear as part of the plan that led to the situation being out of control.

Although he was very angry, Ner's, who had no body at this time, could not completely break up with the other party.

“…Anubarak.”

"My Lord, I'm here."

Naozu suppressed his anger and tried his best to order in a quiet tone, "Down immediately, go around the Yuege Forest from Zudake, and rush to the predetermined location, take the target out of the cave, and send it to their camps at night."

Neozu snorted coldly, "Since the plan to fight each other is not successful, I want to see who can withstand the temptation of powerful artifacts."

...

The place where Artsas and Thrall fought was located behind the mountains north of the Bronze Dragon Holy Land, near the eastern end of the crystal crack.

The glacier rifts spread throughout the keel bone wilderness are said to be left behind when Tyr led five ancestor dragon leaders to fight Galakron. The passage of millions of years has never smoothed out the scars left on the earth.

Although Andrea dared not be 100% sure, he vaguely remembered that the cave where Neozu buried the sadness of frost seemed to be nearby, and the guy could imagine what he was planning.

Arthas overdrawed his physical strength in the previous battle. After leaving the battlefield, the accumulated fatigue came at one time. He struggled hard for a long time and was unable to stand up from the snowfield.

Andrea waved his hand and called out a gentle wind to lift Alsace up from the ground.

Arthas, whose legs trembled, climbed up the loyal and invincible back with the help of the breeze, barely letting himself sit on the horse's back.

The resentment and humiliation in Arthas's heart were beyond words when he lost to a young orc, but he had to maintain his demeanor in front of outsiders.

"Thank you for your help again, Speaker Yueying."

Arthas, who was extremely weak, had a hoarse voice, "Where are those orcs?"

“Retreat.”

Andrea shrugged and said, "The other party's commander is Orgrim, a cunning orc who knows advance and retreat and gains and losses."

"When you see the undead insect man fleeing into the tunnel, while your soldiers temporarily stopped to observe the situation, Orgrim decisively ordered the entire army to retreat. It is unlikely that he will chase after him."

"Yeah……"

Arthas said with a plain expression, and then, under the worried eyes of his two personal servants, his face urged Invincible to withdraw back to the camp without any fluctuations.

‘It’s too calm, it makes people worry more about his mental state.’

Andrea shook Ou, ‘Forget it, go do the serious business first.’

Before, Andrea had sent people to search in the Dragon Bone Wilderness, searching all the caves, but not finding the whereabouts of Frost Sadness. It should be that Neozu had not sent his sword over.

But now it is different. Since he clearly shows that the carriages lure Guyle and Arthas over, it proves that the grief of Frost has been transported in place.

Not far north of the battlefield where orcs and humans fought, Andrea discovered a suspicious cave.

But when he entered the cave and stretched out to search, he found nothing. Instead, he found a deep cave entrance leading to the underground in the cave.

"The reaction speed is really fast. Has the high-level undead insect man been here?"

Andrea pondered and touched his chin, "Emergency to recover the sadness of frost, the next step of Ner's selves..."

"not good!"

Recalling the weird and overly calm state of Arthas before, Andrea immediately turned around and left the cave, chasing Lordaeron's army to fly to their camp in a thorough direction.

When he saw Arthas again, Andrea breathed a sigh of relief. The prince still had his hands hanging on his back with the revenge of the Holy Light of the Warhammer. Compared with his previous calm attitude, his depressed look made Andrea feel much more real.

‘Since I’m not here in Alsace…’

He ordered the scout to keep an eye on the human camp from afar, and immediately report any abnormal movements. Andrea rushed to the direction of the orc retreating.

To Andrea's expectations, the orcs did not escape from the east and west, but went south openly along the already ruined Titan Road and headed all the way to the Dragon Mile Temple.

"wrong."

Watching the orcs enter the Dragon Smile Temple under the vigilance of the Dragon Clan, no matter how powerful the insects are, they cannot slip into the range of the Dragon Smile Temple, and Gu Yil cannot enter the Dragon Smile Temple with Frost Sorrow without being noticed.

"Arsace is acting?"

Thinking of this possibility, Andrea felt like she was doggy.

"Young man, you're so talented! "

When Andrea received the emergency notice from the scout, turned back to the human camp, Alsace had disappeared, leaving the soldiers all over the camp panic looking for the prince's whereabouts.

The scout who consciously made a mistake in his mission asked tremblingly, "Speaker, do we want to continue pursuing it?"

"No."

Andrea sighed, "You don't have to blame yourself. It's not your fault, it can only be said to be due to fate."

Looking at the deep cave entrance leading to the underground in the Alsace camp, Andrea said helplessly, "Since he is determined to go to the dead end, what can we outsiders say? Go back and be prepared."

Andrea retracted his frustration and said calmly, "Before the Lich King has not completely controlled Arthas, send all Northrend's troops to launch a general attack on the Frozen Throne."
Chapter completed!