With the death of Baroness Annastari and the witches, the forces of the Blood Elves have finally met with the forces of the humans.

"Elven friend." Tyran wiped the sweat from his face, at least to make his face look cleaner: "I'm the general of the Scarlet Crusaders, Tyran Fordin. ”

In Quel'Thalas, the High Elves have long been known for their way of life, and the humans of Lordaeron have some superficial understanding of the etiquette of those elves.

"Don't be so conventional, these are extraordinary times, General Tyran, I'm Quenzas, the archmage of Silvermoon City, and similarly, I've seen you before." Quinzas had more contact with humans and did not reject human emotions: "Lord Regent is supervising the battle in the harbor, and he has ordered us to join forces with you and directly enter the slaughter square and clean up the undead there. Wait until there are no worries at all, and then attack the town hall and be clear about the scourge of the whole Stratholme. ”

"It's an honor." Tyran's heart flew with excitement, with such a powerful ally, the revenge of the natural disaster was just around the corner: "What about the regent of Cabolon?" The Scarlet Crusaders wanted to thank them in person. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Tirio Ferdin, who had already received the news and came over in person: "Thank you very much for your assistance, the Scarlet Crusade will take it to heart. ”

"Lord Regent is in the port behind, let's go over together, according to Lord Regent's orders, we must occupy the entire residential streets and alleys, in case the natural disasters surround us."

After saying that, Quenzas made a gesture of please, and Tirio and Tyran didn't say much, and immediately gave the order and led the large army in the direction where Patrick was.

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"Lord Regent, we have just received word that Archmage Quinnzas has been in contact with the Scarlet Crusaders, and that the Scarlet Crusader High Lord Tirio Ferding is heading towards the port, preparing to attack the Scarnation Square together."

"Go, enter the city, and meet them."

Now that Tirio and the others have come, Patrick will no longer continue to wander around the port, seeing that Naxxramas has not made the slightest movement, now that he has joined the human paladins, the two core main forces, it is no problem to clean up this place.

Not long after entering the city, Patrick saw Tirio in military uniform, and before Patrick could speak, Tyran, who was on the side, greeted Patrick.

"Regent Cabolon, we meet again." Tyran made a standard Lordaeron aristocratic etiquette to Patrick, "Thank you for your selfless help. ”

"It's not a big deal, Quel'Thalas also has a blood feud with the Scourge, and from that point on, our starting point is the same." As soon as the conversation changed, Patrick began to get down to business with the Tyrans: "According to the information provided by the adventurers, the area where we will fight next is the slaughter square in Stratholme, which is guarded by a baron named Rivendell, and the rest of the Scourge forces are blocked by our troops in other places, we will first clear the undead in the rear and start attacking the city hall in the center of the city." ”

"Same as our message." The killer Duhan made sure that as the leader of the Scarlet Crusader's intelligence agency, he naturally had to learn about the enemy's intelligence in advance. "It's Baron Rivendell."

The killer Duhan naturally knew about the baron's past: "This baron was once a wealthy landowner of Lordaeron and a good friend of Kel'thugad, and when Kelthugad returned to Lordaeron, Baron Rivendell secretly provided a lot of financial help, as well as helped Kelthugad hide behind the scenes to avoid being discovered by the mages of Dalaran, and what he did was to exchange power and eternal life from the Lich King." ”

"No way, my father wasn't that kind of person, you lie." Next to him, a paladin in silver and white armor had a flushed face: "My father was seduced by Kel'thugad, and my mother, Annastari, was also controlled by that damn bastard of Kelthugad with black magic, they are not bad people." ”

The white-armored paladin's eyes were moist, and all the paladins knew who he was, Oryx Rivendell, son of Baron Rivendell. As the son of Chief Administrator of Stratholme, Oryx was known to everyone in Lordaeron, the heir to the great nobility of this wealthy land, and there were countless people who wanted to deal with him. But he never imagined that one day everything would change, Stratholme would be polluted by the undead, and his father and mother would become lackeys of the undead, and these things would hit the paladin's heart all the time.

Oryx Rivendell has been studying at the Silver Hand since he was a child, his goal is to become a paladin of the kingdom, Oryx's devotion to the Light has never changed, but all of this has been destroyed by Kel'thugad, and he himself is the only son of Baron Rivendell, and he is not less looked down upon in the Chapel of the Wish of the Light.

Thinking back to his past years, Oryx's hand holding the hammer trembled, and blood began to ooze from the tiger's mouth due to the exertion.

"I trust you, it's not your father's fault." Patrick was relieved that the young paladin Patrick naturally knew that the story of the Justice Medal was still vivid, and that the paladin who knelt in the chapel every day to repent had done nothing wrong.

Hearing Patrick's words, Oryx felt a lot more relieved, finally someone believed me, all these years of grievances, all these years of suffering, all these years of pain, who has understood, Oryx just turned him into hatred for natural disasters.

Patrick didn't dwell on the matter of Orrix, but directly stated his intention to everyone: "The matter is irreparable, and the only thing we can do is to let these former friends rest in peace." All of us, even those who have been forgotten, are victims of the plague, and what we have to do is to take revenge on the Scourge. ”

"Revenge...... Revenge ......"

"Revenge...... Revenge ......"

The elven soldiers behind Patrick had long been unable to settle down, and when they heard Patrick's words, they were instantly ignited with hatred.

Oryx gradually recovered, the confusion and incomprehension in his eyes disappeared, and all that was left was hatred for the natural disaster.

"Inform all the troops, start marching on the Slaughter Square, I want those natural disasters to be reduced to ashes in this battle."

Patrick gave the order, and all the blood elves raised their weapons and cheered: "Anar" alah belore (in the name of daylight. ）”

“Selama Quel“Thalas ！！ (Fight for Quel'Salas!) ）”

Tirio also raised his weapon, the giant hammer shining with a strong light: "Fight for Lordaeron." ”

"Fight for Lordaeron."

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