"Utgarde was occupied by the dead?" Aaron stood up from the chair suddenly, stared at Liadrin for a while before slowly sitting back on the chair, muttering, "Ner'zhul Why can't you be honest for a while, do you have to cause trouble for me at this time?"
It's no wonder that Aaron reacted like this. Utgarde Keep is really too close to the camp. If Lich King uses this as a springboard, he can easily reach the camp. At that time, Aaron should consider how to fight Scourge, who has more and more soldiers.
"Aaron, what's wrong with you?" Vereesa and Liadrin looked at each other. They didn't know why Aaron reacted like this. Vereesa cautiously approached Aaron and said softly, "Is this serious?"
"How come it's not serious?" Aaron asked back, then looked at Liadrin and asked, "Have those Vrykul said how many flying castles the dead have brought? Are there any bone dragons with only skeletons left in their bodies that can spray ice? Also, have you asked Priest to check with those Vrykul whether they have any plague or anything?"
Liadrin scratched his head, "What are you talking about? Those Vrykul only said that Ymiron brought back a group of zombie-like dead people from Jotunheim in the north, killed Ingvar, and occupied their castle. These people still look like they are scared to death."
"Ymiron? Kill Ingvar? This script is wrong, isn't it." After listening to what Liadrin said, Aaron felt even more confused. It was all about nothing, but it didn't sound like Lich King had brought his whole family out to prepare for him, so the whole family wouldn't be so bad.
"Forget it, I'll go ask myself." Aaron stood up from the chair again and walked quickly outside the house. Halfway there, he turned to Vereesa and said, "Vereesa, go and tell Kael'thas that things have changed and Dragonblight can't go to Dragonblight for the time being."
After the explanation, Aaron strode straight to the temporary village established by Dragonflayer Vrykul next to the camp. Along the way, Aaron noticed that the camp had begun to discuss the matter.
However, most people are only discussing the accuracy of the news brought by Vrykul. After all, many people have no concept of dead people rising up and attacking living people.
Everyone in the camp, including humans, elves and dwarves, were basically debating whether this incident was true or not, and whether those Vrykul were frightened and went insane, making up a ridiculous story to scare themselves.
Listening to the discussion of these people, Aaron couldn't help but shake his head. These people didn't have a clear idea about Undead. If they faced Scourge by then, they would almost certainly suffer a loss.
I hope this is just Ymiron's personal operation, and not a prelude for Lich King to push his expedition team into the sea. Aaron thought like this, and without stopping, he quickly arrived at Vrykul's station.
"Ygrim, how is the situation?" As soon as Aaron came in, he saw Ygrim talking to several scarred Vrykul. Judging from the state of these Vrykul, they should have just experienced a hard battle.
"These idiots can't explain anything clearly. They can't explain anything except that dead people attacked them. They can't even explain how many troops the enemy has." Ygrim pointed at these Vrykul and complained.
Hearing what Ygrim said, these miserable Vrykul shrank, and one of them complained softly, "Those dead people came so fast, we didn't even have time to observe their situation. It's very difficult to escape."
"Don't worry, speak slowly." Aaron was a little helpless when he saw this. What Vrykul said should be true. It would be very difficult for them to escape all the way here.
In order to appease these Vrykul, Aaron applied several Holy Light strokes to them one by one, which healed the wounds on their bodies and calmed their emotions.
After communicating back and forth with these Vrykul for a long time, Aaron finally managed to roughly figure out the situation.
Only then did he realize that after he and others left, Ingvar launched a challenge to Ymiron, who was showing signs of decline, and successfully seized the throne.
However, Ymiron did not give in easily, but took advantage of Ingvar to seize control of Jotunheim, Vrykul's sleeping place in the north. First, he transformed all the Vrykul who were still sleeping there into dead people, and commanded the dead Legion, who was not afraid of pain and could continue to fight after losing some limbs, to attack Utgarde Keep.
"Fortunately, it's just Ymiron's personal behavior." Aaron confirmed several times and finally confirmed that Ymiron's army did not have Scourge's special units, only a group of Undead transformed from Vrykul.
"By the way, where is Archaedas?" Aaron breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Lich King was not involved. Then he noticed that Archaedas didn't seem to be nearby, "Have you not informed him of such a big thing?"
"Master Archaedas has taken people to investigate the situation of Utgarde to see if there are any survivors who have not had time to escape." Ygrim pointed to the north and said, "If I had known, I should have stabbed Ymiron to death with one sword. Not to mention betraying the great Titans, he actually turned all his own people into dead people."
"I didn't expect this guy to move so fast." Aaron said with a wry smile, "I thought Ymiron would take his time and give us enough time to react."
At this moment, several dragon roars came from the distant sky, and in the blink of an eye Archaedas flew back with a group of people. Judging from his face, the situation was probably not very optimistic.
"I'm afraid that guy Ymiron has gathered all the people. I took people to search around the area, but I didn't see anyone alive. I'm afraid..." Having said this, Archaedas sighed. For a guardian like him, Titan-forged like Vrykul are both his own children and his partners. The discovery that thousands of Vrykul were killed made him feel a little depressed. "The whole castle has a disgusting smell of death, which makes people feel sick just looking at it."
"How many of you Horde are there in total?" Aaron turned to look at Vrykul who had calmed down a lot, "I mean including Vrykul who is still sleeping in Jotunheim."
Several people looked at each other, and one of them replied unconvincingly, "There are probably tens of thousands of people. We don't know the specific number."
"Then let's think of it as ten thousand. It's hard to deal with so many giant Undead." At present, the entire camp, including Vrykul, barely exceeds five thousand, which is less than half of the enemy's number. The enemy also has a castle that has been in operation for who knows how many years as a support. This battle is not easy to fight.
But we still have to fight. Who can rest assured that a group of Undead will stay not far from their camp? What if Lich King gets interested one day, it will be really bad. 2k network