Stratholme, the richest city in the kingdom of Lordaeron outside of the capital city of Lordaeron.

This land was first fought by the Trolls during the Arathor period of the Human Empire, where a general named Lordane died fearlessly, and later people named it Lordaeron in his honor.

After 3,000 years of development, the kingdom of Lordaeron has become the well-deserved leader of the human kingdom in the northern frontier, with the largest number of people, the richest, and the strongest war power.

And all of this was destroyed by the orcs who rushed out of the dark portal in the southernmost swamp of the continent, invaders from another world.

Before the fall of the Stormwind Kingdom, the messengers they sent for help almost knelt down for the nobles in the court of King Terenus, but even so, the prestige of the Stormwind Kingdom in the human alliance after decades of isolation was not good, and not too many nobles were willing to come to the rescue.

In fact, at that time, in aristocratic circles, there was a rumor that a powerful alliance did not need to take orcs as a thing at all, and this rumor was recognized by many nobles.

But it wasn't until after the destruction of Stormwind that the orc problem really got the attention of humans, but unfortunately, at that time, they had no way to drive the orcs back to Draenor in one go.

Now, the seven kingdoms of the human race can only unite tightly and try to completely destroy the orc army in the decisive battle, but no matter what the result is, the overall development level of the human race will be at least set back by at least 10 years because of this battle...

Although I regret it, I have to fight now, and in order to truly defeat the orcs, the human kingdom has also prepared a killer weapon for this.

On this day, the King's Square in Stratholme was crowded with people, and almost the entire city stood here to witness the grand ceremony taking place, with blue ribbons hanging all over the buildings around the square, as well as the flower petals scattered by the faithful, and the huge red carpet provided by the royal family, which would cause a burst of cheers every time a famous figure appeared.

And on the high platform is the archbishop of the Church of the Light, Alonsos, who is already dying. Dressed in solemn and grand white priest's robes, Fao held the Staff of Light, and in front of him, two royal knights held a large, richly decorated book.

"3,000 years ago, our forefathers were first inspired by the Light!"

Under the effect of the amplification magic of the mages, the voice of Archbishop Fao was very clear throughout the square and into everyone's ears, gentle and firm, making people feel the warmth of the holy light from the heart.

"It was the first manifestation of hope in the dark age of great beings! With angels and mysterious light patterns, they convey to us who are still in fear, the light that exists outside the world and guards justice in endless time! They tell us that we are not alone among the stars! ”

"The divine connection cleansed and purified the hearts of the ancestors, and the sages regarded it as a blessing, so that the path of light was awakened and continues to this day!"

"Justice, peace and dedication!"

"The Light has taught us how to deal with disasters and threats, even in the face of murderous invaders, as long as we are united, as long as we never give up, the Light... It will bring us hope! ”

"And after hope, there is a victory that tears through the darkness!"

The archbishop's hands were opened, and a brilliant arc of light filled the palm of his hand, and in the swing of the staff of holy light, a halo full of mysterious geometric patterns and sacred incantations, in the form of arcs, opened behind the bishop, and the warm holy light expanded at this moment, spreading the light throughout the square.

The sincere believers in the front row were half-kneeling on the ground, whispering sacred scriptures, and the moment the light touched their bodies, endless faith and courage drifted away in them.

"Today! Together, we will witness the birth of the great warriors who defend the Light! ”

"Today! A world tormented by the bad news of the invaders will have a respite! ”

"Today! A greater, more unyielding path of Light will be opened once and for all! ”

"Today, under the watchful eyes of the Holy Light and the people, the first batch of paladins will be born here, and they will form the Knights of the Silver Hand, who will inherit the courage of their ancestors and lead the people of the Holy Light to completely dispel all darkness!"

Alonsos. Fao stood in front of the cathedral that bears his name, his expression solemn and solemn, his silver hair draped over his shoulders, and in front of him there were five warriors in armor lined up, and behind them were a large number of squires, and equally prepared warriors.

"Glory to you! Hope for Yus! Loyalty! Courage! ”

The archbishop coughed lightly, he looked at the five people in front of him, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Are you ready for your fate? Warriors! ”

"Huh"

The first middle-aged knight in silver armor and a sincere believer in the Holy Light, he was no longer young, but the persistence in his eyes still made people feel his courage.

"Smack"

He half-knelt on the ground, straightened his upper body, clapped his hand armor on his chest, and shouted:

"Me! Uther! Believers of the Light, Knights of Lordaeron, I am willing to give everything for the Light, Lordaeron and the Human Alliance, to fight and die in glory! It is my pleasure! ”

"Excellent! My disciple. ”

Fao looked at Uther, his eyes full of satisfaction and anticipation, and he reached out to take a badge with a mysterious pattern from the priest and put it on Uther's chest with his own hands.

"Then, in the name of the Light! I hand over to you the holy covenant of justice that has been handed down from thousands of years ago! May the righteousness in your heart never fade! ”

"Boom"

The moment the golden Covenant touched Uther's breastplate, a scorching and huge pillar of holy light descended from the sky, like a miracle, causing all onlookers to exclaim, and when Uther stood up, his silver armor was embellished with golden holy runes, just like a real set of holy light armor.

And Uther's body is also bathed in the power of the Holy Light, becoming stronger! Taller, bigger! Perfectly fitting the image of the hero in the hearts of the believers, this scene made the chanting in the square louder.

Because it's like a miracle.

Behind Uther, another tall warrior stepped forward, half-kneeling in front of Bishop Fao, his muscles stretched like a humanoid killing weapon, and his voice thundering.

"Me! Warrior Saidan from Lordaeron. D'Asohan, I am willing to sacrifice everything for the Light and the people until I die! ”

The archbishop nodded, placing a holy deed that shone with golden light on his chest.

"Excellent! In the name of the Light, I entrust you with the sacred covenant of the ancient lineage! May the courage of your heart illuminate the darkness! ”

"Boom"

Divine light burst out from Da Sohan's body, so dazzling that he could barely open his eyes.

The third, half-kneeling on the ground, was a man who did not look like a warrior, he was a little uncomfortable with the heavy armor on his body, but the light in his eyes never dimmed.

"Me! Priest Tulayan from Lordaeron, I have never fought as a warrior, but if the Light and my country, my people need it, I will not spare my life! ”

This vow pleased his mentor, and he reached out and put the holy deed into his disciple's hand, and said softly:

"In the name of the Light! My disciple, I hand over to you the Sacred Deed of Protection! May you defend the country and the people with your unyielding will! ”

"Boom"

This time the light was incomparably gentle, and it was infused into the priest's body, and by the time the light had subsided, Tulayan's body was no longer thin, but on the contrary, he had become similar to a knight like Uther, fully adapted to the weight of his armor.

The Light strengthened his strength and body, making him worthy of the title of Paladin.

Next up was a middle-aged knight in some ancient armor, the armor on his body represented his noble status, and he seemed to have a high status.

"Me! Tyrio, the Glory Knight from Lordaeron. Fordin! I will obey my family's vows to the death, and dedicate my life and everything to Lordaeron and the way of light that I follow! ”

The knight, apparently a friend of Bishop Fao, smiled and held a deed to his chest.

"In the name of the Light! My friend Fortin, I hand over the Holy Pact of Punishment to you! May you use the sharp blade in your hand to cut down all darkness for the people! ”

"Boom"

Not inferior to other paladins of the Holy Light in Tirio. Ferdin's body exploded, condensing on the sword behind his back like a sign.

The successful inauguration of the four paladins has filled the entire King's Square with unimaginable holy light, as if bathed in a sea of holy light, and the last holy deed, representing healing and purification, is held in the hands of Archbishop Fao, and in front of him is a general in battle armor.

He wasn't like the other four paladins.

"I... Gavin Rad from the Kingdom of Stormwind. Doom! ”

Gavinrad, the exiled general of Stormwind, who had a relationship with Tyrion, clenched the hilt of his sword, he took a deep breath, looked at the archbishop in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"I lived through the first great battle with the orcs, I saw almost the whole thing how the butchers treated our civilians, and at the moment of the fall of Stormwind, I swore to myself that I would never allow the orcs to trample on our world again!"

"I will not allow the tragedy that happened to my people to happen to other peoples again, for this! I am willing to give everything until death! ”

This unusual oath of ordination did not diminish the brilliance that glittered Gavinrad's body, but on the contrary, Archbishop Fao patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and personally placed the last deed in his hand on Gavenrad's armor.

"Then, make good use of this healing deed! Fearless General, may the Holy Light heal the grief in the hearts of you and your people, and may hope endure forever! ”

"Boom"

The same scorching light descended from the sky, enveloping Gavinrad's body, and as the five paladins stood together, the light from their bodies enveloped the squires and warriors behind them.

The same light as Uther did when he was inaugurated, he did not hesitate to share it with the 300 knights behind him, so that they also shared the glory on this day, becoming the first members of the newly established Silver Hand Knights.

Among them are the exiled nobles from the Stormwind Kingdom, the soldiers from Lordaeron, the great nobles who set foot on the battlefield to protect the people, and even the dwarves of Danmoro in exile, these short, strong-willed and hot-tempered knights, in order to liberate their occupied homeland, they are willing to give up their original faith and turn to the Light.

And on this day, the Holy Light has brought a new gift to the human kingdom that has been overwhelmed by the orcs, the Paladin, which will be the secret weapon prepared by the Human Alliance for the Orcs, and they firmly believe that the knights who wield the power of the Holy Light will win glory and victory for the Alliance.

It's just that they don't know that the orcs, who represent evil in this story, have prepared the same secret weapon for humans.

Paladins and Death Knights, two very different faiths, two very different powers, light and darkness, good and evil, all of these will burst into the first roar of this world on the battlefield that is about to come.

Both sides of the opposing sides have the will and reason to win, and on the battlefield, the clash of forces will determine who will rule the continent.

And who will win and who will lose, so far, it is not yet known.

The only thing we can be sure of is that it will be a ferocious, cruel, crazy, all-encompassing deathmatch...