Chapter 19

"Hello, Miss Gianna, thank you and this warrior for your help!"

After leaving the majestic fighting state, Uther incarnates himself as a polite jazz. He graciously expresses his thanks to Gianna, who also nods his head, takes out the scroll with the seal of King Terenas from his sleeve and hands it to Uther.

"Commander Uther, this is a private order from his majesty Terenas. As a helper, my attendant and I will join in this rescue."

Seeing Uther finish reading the scroll, Gianna lowers her voice. Although there are only three people in the tent of the headquarters, including Dick.

Maybe the content in this scroll is too scary. After Uther finished reading it, the middle-aged man seemed to have no interest in speaking. He rubbed his forehead with a headache and turned his eyes to the smiling Gianna. After staying on the expressionless dick for a moment, Uther spoke.

"The Knights of the silver hand need to recuperate. Even if we are connected with the army in mantelpiece Valley, we can only send 500 people at most. If stansom's situation is like andohar's, there are only so many soldiers, I'm afraid..."

"Don't worry about that, Mr. Uther."

Gianna looks back at Dick, who nods, takes a step forward and whispers,

"According to the private intelligence network of the first lady, we can be sure that there is no plague in stansom. The dark forces are lurking in that city. Their target is Prince Alsace. As long as we dare to bring him back before his highness makes some wrong decisions, he will not be in great danger!"

Dick's tone was solemn. Gianna, who was blocked by him, looked a little strange. When did she have a private intelligence network?

"Oh?"

When he heard Dick's firm words, Uther's mood recovered. He pondered for a moment,

"Information, reliable?"

"In fact, the first lady has a specific information about the activities of the undead forces in dalongmir. The zulmasha area near Quel'Thalas is the birthplace and base of the undead. Before the dark forces' plot against his Highness the prince is completed, there is no possibility that the whole East dalongmir will deteriorate, Mr. Uther, Don't forget that the wish of the Light Chapel is located in East dalongmir, which annoys those bitter friars. Even the undead who have not yet become a climate will have a headache. "

Dick did not answer Uther's question directly, but turned the topic to the other side. Uther's brow disappeared completely when he mentioned the wish of Light Chapel.

Although the belief in the holy light spread all over the eastern continent with the split of the seven kingdoms of mankind, there are only three holy places of the Holy Light Church at present: the Holy Light monastery in tirisfa, the holy light wish chapel in East dalongmir, and the northern County monastery in the southern storm kingdom. These three holy places represent three attitudes towards the holy light.

Holy Light monastery is the most paranoid. They focus on the aggressiveness of the holy light, which is one of the reasons why it will become the stronghold of paranoid and crazy blood Crusaders in the future. Northshire monastery is the softest, focusing on the healing research of the holy light. This is also the reason why the Holy light Cathedral of storm kingdom is so prosperous, which is most appropriate to the essence of the holy light.

The Holy Light's wish church, however, focuses on the way of defending the holy light. The paladins who come out from here are as resolute as the mountains and the earth. This is also the fundamental reason why the whole northern Xinjiang was captured by the undead three years later, but the Holy Light's wish church can stick to the front line of the undead's invasion.

At this time point, although the Church of the wish of the light is not as famous as the back, as Dick said, there are a large number of friars hiding there. If these crazy believers who sincerely serve the light are enraged, it will be a headache for king Terenas.

He nodded, touched his neatly trimmed beard, and said to Jaina and dick with a smile,

"Well, when the Knights return to the Crusader fortress, we'll set out immediately. I happen to hear that my old brother, alexandro, is staying at the light wish chapel recently, and we can ask him to help us."

When Gianna heard this, she couldn't help picking her eyebrows,

"You mean Lord alexandro Mograine, one of the commanders of the Paladins in the second Orc war? My father, however, has been telling me the heroism of this great Lord! But I hear he's not very good tempered. "

"Ha ha ha, that's him!"

Uther clapped his hands with a smile. "Alessandro is a qualified Paladin and Lord, but he is also very strict with his subordinates, especially his two sons, but Renault and Dalian are also very good young men. They will certainly become warriors like Alessandro in the future."

Hearing this, Dick laughed and said nothing.

Alessandro Mograine, the Lord of Holy Light monastery and Brill area, will become the "Ashbringer" in three months. Before Alsace, who holds the magic sword, fully accepts the power of the Lich King, even this powerful king of death knights is not his opponent. However, this hero died miserably and was betrayed and killed by his eldest son.

The youngest son died in order to save him. As a result, he became the Lich King's evil war machine, the head of the "four knights of the Apocalypse". The betrayed eldest son was killed by the fallen youngest son, and the Mograine family became extinct.

This is absolutely a tragedy for everyone, but Uther will not see this, because he was killed by his own disciple, Alsace, before his old brother died.

"Drop... Uther's dilemma is complete!"

After receiving the reward for the completion of the task, Dick's mouth lit up a smile. Since he wants to change the direction of the world, let's start from the front of our eyes and let the Ashbringer continue to be active. This sounds like a very meaningful idea.

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East dalongmir, zurmasha, a fierce battle is going on.

The broken battle flag of Lordaeron and the battle flag of silver hand stand in the crude camp, while the trolls who have been completely infected by the plague rush out from all directions and try to enter the camp. Judging from the thick layer of ashes around the camp and the bodies that can't be collected, this battle has been going on for a long time.

"Rush out! Farek, go to the wish of Light Chapel! Go to Lord tirosos and let him support us

A hammer smashed the plague troll in front of him. As soon as Alsace raised his left hand, a warm holy light fell on the bruised farek beside him. Hearing the cry of his royal highness, the brave guard captain looked at the fog of the south, roared, and turned over to ride on his Royal Highness's chariot, Toward Marvin and others with life for him to open the channel ran out.

Seeing that farek succeeded in breaking through the enemy's obstruction, the tired Alsace took a deep breath,

"Back to defense! Back to defense! Retreat into the camp and use fire against these evil scum

Under the command of Alsace, the last twenty knights, with holy water and firewood collected, struggled to stop the invasion of the plague trolls. With the trolls who had lost their lives, they broke through the first layer of defense. The broken Lordaeron and silver hand Battle Flag fell powerlessly in the surrounding flames. On the more distant hillside, one was wearing a black robe, The figure with the sword on his back was riding on a horse. Beside him, there were several trembling curse mages.

"No news from Kel'Thuzad?"

The Black Knight looked at the cursed mages. They shook their heads, and the knight snorted,

"That trash! Is the array ready to summon malganis? "

"Baron, the Falun has been ready for a long time, but it is very difficult for us to succeed at one time without the host of Lord kelsugard. The first two calls ended in failure!"

The old curse mage was about to try to explain. A light of sword lit up from his neck and watched the old head and headless corpse fall on the ground. The smell of blood made other curse mages immediately excited. The Black Knight wiping the sword with handkerchief looked coldly at the other curse mages who stepped back.

"I don't care what you do, you must summon malganis here before tonight. The great master's plan has been postponed for three days! Because of your incompetence, I have to find a way to keep Alsace here for three days, but my patience and the patience of the host have been exhausted. Don't tell me that you can't do without Kel'Thuzad! "

The Black Knight put the sword back into the scabbard and rubbed the Lord's seal on his finger,

"The pestilence grain has been scattered inside stansom. In four hours, the pestilence will break out. If malganis has not arrived at that time, then you should face the anger of your master and prepare yourself. Remember, you only have the last four hours!"

The black knight took a last look at Alsace, who was standing in the position. Under his two beautiful moustaches, a cold smile bloomed,

"Come on, little prince, I've arranged a feast for you in stansom to celebrate your coming to us!"

On the other side, farek, who stands out from the tight encirclement, completely ignores his injured body and swings his whip madly. This war horse named "invincible" is the prince's favorite mount. It is proud, just like the king in the horse. But now, invincible seems to feel the crisis of the master. Its speed is very fast, just like a black lightning through the green fog.

Farik can't help but worry. Although his highness seems to be able to continue fighting, only his closest bodyguard captains farik and Marvin can know that his Highness has exhausted his physical strength under the dual pressure of natural disaster and the betrayal of Baron ravendale in stansom.

Three days ago, on their way to stansom, the plague trolls who rushed out of zurmasha trapped the team in the mountains of zurmasha. The plague trolls, like crazy, blocked their breakthrough and fought fiercely from the beginning until now.

In a team of 300, there are only more than 20 people left.

Reinforcements! We have to find reinforcements!

Farek once again threw the whip on the invincible, but at this moment, the horse who had been fighting with his Royal Highness for three days, in the pestilence fog all over buzurmasha, after running for nearly half an hour, finally exhausted his last strength.

"Huihui!"

Farik heard the scream of invincible pain, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong. But when he reacted, he felt that the sky was spinning and the whole person was thrown out.

The black horses were struggling feebly on the ground. Farick was leaning on his body with a long sword and came to invincible. Looking at the tears in his eyes, the twisted hooves and the bloody wounds all over his body, farick could not help kneeling beside the invincible brain bag even though there were countless souls under his sword.

"You're worried about your highness, too, aren't you?"

Farik's voice was shaking. He took the dagger out of his arms,

"Don't worry. I'll find reinforcements. I'll save your highness!"

"Huihui!"

Invincible began to talk powerlessly and licked farick's dirty face with his tongue. The veteran held down the horse's weaker body. Finally, with a stroke of his left hand, invincible's head fell to the ground powerlessly. There were painful tears in the horse's beautiful blue pupils, but his life had completely dissipated from those eyes.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Farik raised his head to the sky and roared. His fists hit the ground hard. He stood up and finally looked at the fallen horse by the side of the road. Leaning on his sword, he recognized the direction and limped away in the green fog. It was the road to the light wish chapel.

For farek, that's the way to hope!