The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Lordaeron, the former royal capital, is now in ruins and filled with death.

"It's been several months since we last heard from Lord Archimonde. I'm tired of these rotten zombies! What are we still doing here?" One of the Dreadlords, Deserok, stamped his hooves impatiently.

"Our duty is to manage this place, Deselok. Stay here and make sure the Scourge is ready at all times." The dreadlord named Balnazzar said helplessly.

"True, but we should have received some orders long ago," snarled another dreadlord, Varimathras.

Sylvanas looked at the three dreadlords in front of her as if they were idiots. The Burning Legion had been defeated several months ago, so why didn't they know it yet? Are they stupid, or has their master forgotten them?

At this moment, the dilapidated gate of the palace collapsed to the ground. Sylvanas and the three dreadlords immediately looked at the door cautiously. They spread their wings and let out low roars.

"Good day, dear dreadlords."

Zhao Yuanlang rushed in first, and just sat on the skeleton horse looking at the three dreadlords in front of him. He had no features of an undead creature at all, his golden hair fluttered in the wind, and the crown that belonged to his father Terenas was firmly worn on his head.

The three Dread Lords looked at Zhao Yuanlang with some confusion. What was going on? He had gotten rid of the characteristics of undead creatures.

Kel'Thuzad floated in from the gate in a panic, he was a little out of breath. Zhao Yuanlang's horse was running too fast and he could hardly catch up.

Following closely behind him were four or five death knights, all of whom no longer had the characteristics of undead creatures. Falik was the first to draw the sword from his waist, and the other death knights also picked up their weapons.

"What are you going to do?" Banazar looked at Zhao Yuanlang nervously.

"Thank you for managing my kingdom while I was away. You've made a mess here. You should be punished!"

"How dare you! Who do you think you are? This land belongs to us, and the Scourge belongs to the Burning Legion!" Balnazzar roared.

"It is true that the Scourge belongs to the Burning Legion, but the Burning Legion is mine! Kneel down!"

With Zhao Yuanlang's words, boundless pressure came down on the three Dread Lords, and they all fell to the ground suddenly.

"How dare you? How dare you humiliate us like this! Archimonde and Lord Kil'jaeden will not let you go." Marimathras shouted.

"Waste! That idiot Archimonde has forgotten the mission of the Burning Legion. He even dared to betray my orders for personal revenge. Very good, very good. Archimonde, Mannoroth, and your lord Tichondrius have been exiled. They face five thousand years in prison!"

As if struck by lightning, Balnazar barely raised his head and looked at Zhao Yuanlang in horror. Zhao Yuanlang smiled and immediately changed his expression. Damn it! He looked exactly like the two clones of the commander-in-chief.

The three Dread Lords were trembling with fear and they couldn't stop kowtowing. Of course, Zhao Yuanlang also gave up his pressure on them, otherwise they would not be able to get up at all.

"Sir! Spare us, we didn't know it was you, please spare us."

"Well, get out of the way, you bunch of rubbish. Just like Archimonde, go to the front lines and control those restless Scourge. I don't want any more killing. Otherwise, what awaits you will not be exile, but complete annihilation."

The three Dread Lords were sweating profusely, and they quickly stood up and flew towards the south. They knew that this was true, after all, they had witnessed the great power of the Commander-in-Chief, who had beaten the Lord of the Void half to death in the void and swallowed half of him.

Kel'Thuzad's pupils constricted. He really couldn't understand this operation. Sylvanas was even more confused, but when she looked at Zhao Yuanlang and his men who had returned to normal, she showed envy.

Soon, a wave of energy was transmitted to Zhao Yuanlang's head. Zhao Yuanlang smiled. It was the message from Ner'zhul. He was calling him back. After all, Illidan was going to attack his lair.

"Sylvanas, do you long to be restored to the way things were? Do you long for your rangers to be restored to the way they were?"

Sylvanas' blood-red eyes flashed, then she looked directly at Zhao Yuanlang and said slowly: "I desire it!"

"Very good. You must have witnessed the transformation of me and Fariq and the others. Protect my kingdom for me. When I return, you will be reborn!"

"Wait, I don't understand?"

"You don't need to understand, Kel'Thuzad, it's time for us to leave." Zhao Yuanlang simply grabbed Kel'Thuzad who was floating in the air and quickly disappeared.

Damn it! Sylvanas clenched her fists in anger. I am not a dog that you can summon and dismiss at will!

........

In Northrend, Zhao Yuanlang was on the boat, looking at the increasingly clear continent, exhaled a breath of cold air, and then said to Falrick behind him: "Tell me more about my story on this continent, there are some things I can't remember clearly."

"Yes, my king."

Kel'Thuzad's skeleton in the distance looked at this side with a strange expression. The servants who obeyed Arthas all became flesh and blood, and their strength did not decline. What was going on? I was a little envious! No, I am an undead lich. I don't envy them. I'm just a little ugly.

As the ship docked, the port became quiet, something was wrong, there should be a Scourge army stationed here.

Zhao Yuanlang was the first to jump off the boat. He squinted his eyes and began to sense the place. So, it was the Dragon Shadow Knights, the army of the high elves.

The rain of arrows cut through the sky, as if countless like snowflakes, and scattered towards Zhao Yuanlang's army who had just disembarked. However, most of the soldiers did not fall down. They pulled out the arrows on their bodies with a grim smile and charged towards the archers who appeared.

What a boring battle, with one's own people fighting one's own people. Zhao Yuanlang watched the scene in front of him with lack of interest.

"Retreat! Let's retreat!" Seeing that there was no effect, the leading Dragon Eagle Knight immediately ordered a retreat.

"Please tell Illidan that we are not enemies."

The leading dragon eagle knight paused, turned around and looked at Zhao Yuanlang: "But, you are the enemy of us blood elves!"

Zhao Yuanlang shrugged indifferently, and Kel'Thuzad was even more confused. What did this mean? Did His Majesty the King betray the Lich King?

But this army of blood elves did not escape. They were completely destroyed and fell to the ground by the army of spiders that rushed out of the darkness.

"I am Anub'arak, old king of Azjol-Nerub. Protector of the Lich King."

Zhao Yuanlang smiled and looked at the big beetle in front of him. The world is really wonderful, with all kinds of things.

"I welcome your assistance. But there is no time for formalities. Since the Lich King sent you, you must know that he is in danger. We must go to Icecrown immediately."

"I know. I have gathered more people to go with you to protect you."