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Volume One Chapter 870 The Decision Before Stratholme

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    A clear female voice chanted a mysterious spell, and dark clouds began to gather in the sky. The howling cold wind came and went, and goose-feather-like snow fell from the sky. When the snowflakes fell halfway, they condensed into bright and sharp branches.  The three-sided ice cone, like a meteor falling from the sky, smashed down towards the undead from the natural disaster.  The ice pick, sharper than a steel knife, broke the bones of skeletons, pierced the heads of zombies, penetrated the thick skin of hatred, and tore the shell of the crypt demon Hundreds of natural disaster undead fell on the ground.  Under the snowstorm of Jaina Proudmoore.  "Cool" There was a burst of admiration in the theater, followed by warm applause. Firstly, the special effects of the snowstorm were amazing, and secondly, this heavy epic film really didn't find much to make people enthusiastic.  The female mage who had been throwing fireballs before showed her great strength at the critical moment.  After the blizzard, Jaina summoned three powerful water elements one after another and sent them to Arthas who was blocking the entrance of the barracks to help him resist the attack of the undead.  The Holy Light is the nemesis of the undead. Although his belief in the Holy Light has been seriously shaken, Arthas already has a new understanding of power in his mind at this time. He vaguely feels that as long as he can defeat the enemy's power, that is what he should pursue.  the power of.  The undead were 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 her mana.  "Jaina, you must leave here." He waved his hand to stop what the female mage was about to say. "You have the ability to teleport. Leave here and ask for help from Uther. I want to annihilate all these undead." Jaina also understands.  This was not the time to be emotional. After telling Alsace to pay attention to his safety, she teleported away from here.  Go seek help from the Knights of the Silver Hand.  This is one of the food distribution centers of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. It is a key defense area. The barracks have complete defensive measures. Arthas led the remaining army to withstand waves of attacks from the undead. After more than half a day,  During the battle, he found that the fighting power of these undead did not seem to be as powerful as imagined.  Now he has no time and space to think at all. Although the anger in his heart has not completely gone to his head, it has affected him, otherwise he would have been able to see it.  The attack of the undead is simply in vain.  On the high ground in the distance, Kel'Thuzad, the former member of Dalaran and the Court Mage, was standing on it, observing the situation of the barracks and the target.  "My master, the young lion has entered the trap." He seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to be saying something to the inexplicable existence, "I will bring him into the big web I have made." Kerr  Sugard left the high ground and headed towards the barracks.  "For Lordaeron!" This was Arthas' obsession. He kept shouting slogans to inspire the morale of his men.  Defeat another wave of attacks from the undead.  Arthas suddenly found a human mage walking in front of the formation, and he seemed to look familiar.  "Kel'Thuzad?" He asked tentatively after carefully identifying it.  "Long time no see, Your Highness." The other party performed a strange mage salute.  "Is it you? Are you planning all this behind the scenes?" The young prince was furious.  He pointed at Kel'Thuzad with his war hammer, "And what about the food here? Have you tampered with the food?" "Yes, I have put the undead plague on the food here. The food has been transported to Stan.  Som." Kel'Thuzad was horribly honest, "Also, I am not the mastermind behind the scenes" "Who is the mastermind?" Arthas interrupted.  "Where is he?" Unexpectedly, Kel'Thuzad actually answered him, "Dread Lord Mel'Ganis, he will wait for you in Stratholme." "You will pay the price for your actions!"  Thinking of the dead Darion Mograine, the people of Lordaeron who had become undead, and the land tainted by the plague, he was the first to rush out of the barracks, and more soldiers rushed out with him.  .  "Perhaps the Holy Light will pity you, but I will not pity you!" Arthas roared.  A big battle started between Arthas and Kel'Thuzad. The Holy Light was the nemesis of the undead, and Kel'Thuzad had only been practicing undead magic for a short time. He seemed to be no match for Arthas, and he hardly expended too much energy.  The young prince killed the necromancer.  Without the control of the Necromancer, the remaining natural disaster undead became more bloodthirsty and violent. Faced with their siege, the warriors around Arthas continued to fall and transform.As new undead from natural disasters, the remaining human beings are in danger.  So, a scene that will be used in all epic war movies happened.  At the critical moment, Uther and Jaina led the Knights of the Silver Hand and the kingdom's elite cavalry troops to arrive in time to wipe out the undead.  "Jaina, Uther, you came at the right time." Just after the battle, Arthas found these two people, "Now is not the time to rest, we must continue to pursue, and we cannot let the food contaminated by the plague be transported.  Arrive at Stratholme. "Uther rarely vetoed 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 food convoy as soon as possible.  But Arthas already had a prejudice against the Knights of the Silver Hand. He actually knew very well that the Knights of the Silver Hand were loyal to the Holy Light first and then to the Kingdom of Lordaeron, so as a prince, he recruited other  The elite troops set off first and agreed with Uther and Jaina to meet at the foot of Stratholme City.  The sound of galloping horse hooves resounded in the theater. Even if you are not a fan of books or games, you will understand what is about to happen.  Ellen was sitting on her seat, her hands clasped together, silent and a little anxious.  Emil has now put aside all his dissatisfaction with the movie. In his eyes, this is an extremely successful adaptation. The next scene will make him love and hate it.  "The film is deeper than we imagined." Perhaps it was an occupational disease, but Kenneth Turan unconsciously said these words to Todd McCarthy, "Ryan ensured the commercial elements of the film and made it easy to understand.  "Natalie Portman brings a thoughtfulness that is rare in Ryan's commercial films. Alsace's mental journey is worth pondering." "That's true," Todd McCarthy nodded in agreement.  Although the most important passages have not yet been staged, this film is comparable to the "Lord of the Rings" series. "Time, nothing is more precious than time now, Arthas and his army galloped, but Kerr.  It was not without reason that Sugard led the undead natural disasters to intercept him. In addition to luring him into the big trap of Stratholme, they also wanted to prevent him from pursuing the food convoy.  Alsace did not catch up with the convoy transporting grain until they reached the city of Stratholme. He garrisoned the city and sent people to inquire about Stratholme. The bad news soon spread. Not only did the grain arrive in Stratholme,  It was also distributed to citizens!  Hearing the news from the sentry, Arthas looked at the city in the distance and was speechless. Pain, regret and anger appeared on his face until he finally turned pale!  Under the dark sky, the prince's blond hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes, which 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  I vowed to protect this land, but now I am unable to do so.  "Let's go, Alsace, get out of here!" Perhaps it was Ryan's gray eyes that hurt the audience's sensitive hearts. A young woman's voice suddenly sounded in the theater, "Let's go! Get out of here quickly.  ! Never come to Stratholme!¡± ¡°Let¡¯s go, hurry up!¡± There are voices one after another, and the voices are getting louder and louder. ¡°Let¡¯s leave!¡±  When they arrived at the VIP seats in the front row, Ryan and others couldn't help but look back. This flesh-and-blood prince obviously moved these audiences. They didn't want to see him go into the abyss "Will it have an impact on the box office?" Taylor  asked worriedly.  Ryan is also a little worried. He knows the fragile psychological bottom line of the audience. Judging from the emotions of the audience, the audience's reputation is definitely not a problem, but the reputation cannot be completely equated with the box office.  The audience also understood that the film would not change according to their wishes, they just wanted to vent their suppressed emotions, and the noise gradually dispersed "This is the most successful role Ryan has portrayed in recent years." Kenneth Turan  There was some sadness in his words, "If it weren't for the subject matter of the film, I think he could once again challenge for the Oscar for Best Actor with this role." "You should understand." Todd McCarthy shook his head, "He has nothing on his mind right now.  Not on Oscar." The sky became darker and darker, and the light disappeared completely. Arthas stood on the high ground in front of Stratholme, speechless for a long time. Any decision at this time was a big deal for this young prince.  Difficult, painful and even unbearable.  But he is from this kingdomThe heir, he wants to protect his people and land. He is the hope of the people and the future leader. He must make a decision!  Yes, whether it is identity, character, sense of mission, or anger for revenge, Alsace cannot just walk away.  "Father, what should I do?" The prince no longer asked the Holy Light he once believed in. The Holy Light could not solve Stratholme's problem. "Tell me, what should I do?" No one could answer him. This heavy burden  Only he himself can bear it.  When the chaotic sound of horse hooves sounded, Arthas turned and left here, no longer looking at Stratholme. He had already made a decision!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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