Ah, Andorhal (12)

Taelan's status was noble enough, and the Hearthglen troops under his command could be considered elite. Most importantly, Roderick had observed this young knight in battle. Though Taelan was not especially strong and possessed no exceptional techniques, he fought methodically according to the most basic tactics.

He had never altered tactics without authorization, and every time, he reliably completed the tasks assigned to him. He was an exceptionally steady young commander—the best possible choice.

Taelan led his guards back to Chillwind Camp first. Some of Raven Guard's soldiers would join his forces there and follow his command to the eastern camp.

Having gained the independent command he had long dreamed of, Taelan rode his warhorse with high spirits, imagining his own heroic exploits as he headed toward his destination.

Just as the human offensive was raging in full swing, many Undead mages gathered within Andorhal's town hall and once again loudly called out the name of their leader.

As Andorhal's supreme ruler, the lich Araj had long vanished from public sight. Even after the human army had entered the town, he remained shut away in his own demiplane studying magic, showing no intention of responding. In Araj's eyes, his magical research was far more important than these Undead cannon fodder or Andorhal's very survival.

But now, he could no longer remain in his beloved laboratory. Kel'Thuzad's will transcended the boundaries of planes and was transmitted directly into his mind.

Destroy those humans and defend this town that was nothing but ruins. That was what the great Lich King demanded, and the Lich King's will had to be fulfilled.

As a powerful Undead lich, Araj had to fight for the Lich King's will as well. As he stepped out of his laboratory, his skeletal body gradually emerged from the void and