Azeroth Trail of Light

The fierce battle lasted until the early morning of the next day. When the first ray of sunlight hit Stratholme, it illuminated the battlefield full of stumps and blood. Lost the cover of the dark power, the corpses that had begun to decay were there. Under the sun, it melted rapidly, and soon, on a messy battlefield, only piles of white bones were left.

The knights who fought for the whole night, although physically exhausted, are still in high spirits. They are wearing armor with a chance of knife marks, holding the battle flags of their respective teams, and arrogantly in the streets and alleys of the completely recovered Stratholme. Patrolling back and forth, cleaning up the fish that slipped through the net.

Every undead was dragged out from the dark shadows and received a burst of cheers. After this victory, the spirit of the entire Stratholme battle group also reached a new height.

When a powerful enemy is defeated, a warrior can be reborn. With the support of strong self-confidence, the knights of the battle group seem to be reborn.

The protagonist of this battle, Dick was naked at this time, and let the priest next to him carefully deal with the wounds on his body. Although the paladin template's damage to non-order creatures is increased by 100%, it is absolutely impossible to guarantee him. Not injured, especially in the melee of the kind last night, after killing Rivendell, Dick felt the pain from all over his body.

The Holy Light is not omnipotent, especially when it is still very weak, it can guarantee that Dick will not be infected by the plague, which is the limit it can do.

This is also the reason why Dick never participated in the subsequent battle. Although Miss Whitemane still had a cold face, when she saw that her patriarch was a little shackled, she pulled him away and took over and confronted Di. Gram bandaging and treatment.

Erigore sat opposite Dick, and Rivendell had a blood stain on the old knight's chest. This was an injury that needed to be dealt with as soon as possible, so the deputy commander was also absent from the subsequent battle.

On the table in front of the two of them lay a long sword with a black and blue pattern and a large cloak of gray fluff. This was the trophy left by Rivendell.

Rare monsters will drop extra loot, which Dick knew when he killed Ramsden, but when he saw the sword in front of him, Dick still couldn’t help but secretly praised it. Own character.

"Rivendell's Sword"

"purple"

"Strength +20, Agility +20, powerful armor-breaking, powerful and firm"

"Effect: Command the aura to increase the combat energy recovery speed of friendly forces within 20 yards."

"Explanation: Only 0.1% drop rate, bastard, you were the first to get it out. How good is your character!"

"Take it, Erigore, this is a good sword, and you deserve the trophy!"

Dick stretched out his hand with some difficulty and handed the heavy two-handed sword to Erigor. The latter was shocked, then stretched out his hand, took it, tapped his finger on the blade, and listened. At the crisp buzzing vibration, he opened his mouth wide and carefully wrapped it in his blood-stained robe.

This is also a misunderstanding. In general, the epee does not have a scabbard. The samurai of Azeroth will wrap it with a cloth strip of special material to avoid harming others.

Dick got another trophy.

"Black Sir's Cloak"

"blue"

"Strength +10, Agility +10, slightly increase movement speed."

"Explanation: This is a classic Lordaeron-style noble cloak, one of Rivendell's collections, and his favorite cloak. Not only will it not affect the battle, but it can also be used as a sheet when necessary."

Ms. Whitemane bent over, wrapped the last bandage around Dick's chest three times, and squeezed it hard at the end.

Dick barked his teeth immediately, but he was still gentlemanly nodded to Miss White, thanked Miss White without wearing armor, and directly slashed the black cloak on his body, carrying the fire of justice, and walked out of the room.

"Well..."

Dick blocked his left hand in front of his eyes, covering the rushing sunlight. After Rivendell was wiped out and the evil Shadow Sky Array was destroyed, the sunlight completely penetrated Stratholme for the first time. Dick never I feel that this city is so beautiful.

"Leader! Commander Abidis of Tyr's Hand is waiting for you! She has brought another 1,000 recruits!"

Herod, who had fought for the night, carried his axe dyed red, trot over, standing behind Dick respectfully, and when he heard Herod’s voice, Dick turned around, and through battle and training, like The knife-cut and axe-like upper body, matched with a black cloak, unexpectedly gave Dick a sturdy temperament.

Seeing this combination, Herod, the Paladin who advocates wild fighting, suddenly shined. Dick patted Herod's shoulder with his left hand and exhorted him loudly.

"Good job! Herod, you are now a warrior of Stratholme!"

Hearing these words, Herod suddenly straightened his chest. After Dick left, he swaggered back to the resident of the Warriors team in the eyes of everyone's envy.

Dick walked into the headquarters of the original line of defense. Miss Abidis, who was dressed in military uniform, immediately got up to pay tribute after seeing Dick. However, after seeing Dick’s peculiar dress, Abidis, who was just 20 years old this year, Miss, blushed again, but she was also the daughter of General Abidis anyway, and she quickly corrected her mentality.

"Welcome, Miss Bridget, oh, you are a little late, otherwise you can catch up with the final battle last night! We have killed Rivendell, Stratholme, and recovered!"

Dick put the fire of justice by his feet and leaned on the chair. The handsome and outstanding Bridet first glanced at the magical fire of justice that is now spreading inside the Silver Hand, and then looked at it. Put it on Dick's body.

But from the dense wounds on Dick’s chest, Bridget could see how fierce the battle last night was. She was born in a military family and was taught by her father since she was a child. She was never afraid of war. Bridget did not hesitate to praise for his victory.

"Knight Dick, congratulations to you and your battle group, you have accomplished a great cause enough to make us ashamed!"

Dick smiled, he waved his hand and asked,

"Then Miss Bridget, I will use the fastest speed to train these 1,000 recruits into qualified fighters, but I think if you are only transporting the recruits, you will not come here in person. What is important? ?"

Bridget Abydis, the man who took over the position of general and commanded the Scarlet Crusade after the death of General Abydis in the future, although he was young at this time, he already relied on his serious and strict style of work. , Became the person in charge of Tyr's Hand Training Base. To be precise, in the Knights of the Silver Hand, her position was higher than that of Dick.

Facing Dick’s question, the smile on Miss Abidis’s face finally disappeared. She took out an invitation card from her purse and handed it to Dick.

"The area of ​​Tirisfal has been completely destroyed, the **** of Alsace...he, he destroyed Lordaeron, the King's Legion, which is more than one million in number, is marching towards the West Dalungmir area, Uther The Great Knight and Dathrohan have adopted a defensive strategy, but a fierce battle is inevitable, so the Silver Hand now needs the help of other forces. Tomorrow, the Great Knight of Uther will be held at the Light’s Hope Chapel. The meeting, Dalaran, Gilneas and Alterac, and even the elves of Quel'Thalas, will participate in this meeting."

"Well, I will go."

Dick nodded and put the invitation aside, when Miss Abidis suddenly said,

"Actually, Grand Knight Uther, I hope you can be the host of tomorrow's meeting."

"What? Me? What a joke!"

Dick was shocked by the news and sat upright. The pipe in his hand fell on the table. Faced with Dick’s surprise, Miss Abidis finally showed the cheerful smile that a young man should have. The female soldier smiled. It looks very nice, my eyes are narrowed together,

"Who doesn’t know now, Uther’s complete strategy is based on the proposal of "Fire of Justice" Dick. Uther’s Knight has said more than once in the pre-war meeting these days. If there is no suggestion from you, it is very likely that the Silver Hand will suffer an extinction, and now you are a famous "wise general"!"

"Ah... a headache!"

Dick made an exaggerated gesture, and reached out and rubbed his forehead. This gesture made Abidis leaned forward and back together, and the serious atmosphere before it disappeared completely.

But after thinking about it, Dick nodded and looked at Abidis.

"Well, I will be the host, but I can't guarantee the effect!"

"Well, Uther Grand Knight also said that this time the situation is urgent, so you can say what you want to say. After all, in the last meeting, almost all of your predictions became a reality."

Bridget said this, somewhat embarrassed, thinking that she had only regarded Dick's prediction as alarmism, but now that she was slapped by reality, the lady was also a little embarrassed.

"By the way, Miss Bridget, I heard that General Abedith has always had a disagreement with the Grand Knight Uther's philosophy. As you know, I'm just a newcomer, so..."

Dick stretched out his hands and made a helpless gesture, "Please tell me something about the differences within the Silver Hand, what is it?"

Facing this request, Abidis also had a hint of helplessness on her face. It was probably the relaxed atmosphere Dick brought to her that infected her, and the young lady’s military style also revealed her. She lifted her legs and leaned back on the chair. Go, rubbing his delicate forehead like Dick, and then I said,

"In fact, the differences between the father and the great knight were mainly produced on the battlefield of the year. The final battlefield of the second orc war was in the southern Blackstone Mountain. At that time, the war sword of the commander Anduin Lothar was killed by the orc chief Orgrid. Ma was crushed, and the marshal died. At a precarious time, the Great Knight Turalyon, who was still in the hands of silver, turned the tide and held on to the victory of that battle."

"Father witnessed all that, so from that time on, he believed that human power has its limit. Even great people like Lothar would die on the battlefield. He wanted to make himself stronger and make his army stronger. Strong, began to study the offensiveness of the Holy Light, which coincides with Lord Alessandro’s purpose. Attorney Ethanlion is also one of the senior officials who advocated making the Holy Light more aggressive. , So a few of them slowly became a small group."

"However, the Great Knight Uther insists on the purity of the Holy Light, and does not advocate changing the nature of the Holy Light with manpower. This is the biggest difference within the Silver Hand. As you said, it is a difference in philosophy. It is just because of Wu The lofty prestige of the Thor Grand Knight, this kind of disagreement has remained in the debate stage."

"Then Miss Abidis, do you think this disagreement will cause the Silver Hand to split?"