6. Divergent philosophies
The fierce battle continued until the next morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone into Stratholme, illuminating the battlefield covered with stumps and blood, and without the shield of the dark power, the corpses that had begun to decay melted rapidly in the sunlight, and soon, the battlefield was a mess, only piles of bones remained. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The knights, who had fought all night, were physically exhausted but still in high spirits, and they wore armor with a few scar marks, and carried the battle flags of their respective squads, and patrolled back and forth through the streets and alleys of the completely recovered Stratholme, clearing the fish that had slipped through the net.
Every undead who was dragged out of the dark shadows was greeted with a burst of cheers, and after this victory, the spirit of the entire Stratholme warband reached a new level.
When a formidable foe is defeated, a warrior is reborn, and with the support of strong self-confidence, the knights of the warband are like a new life.
The protagonist of this battle, Dick is naked at this time, allowing the priest next to him to carefully treat his body wounds, although the paladin template has a 100% damage bonus to non-disordered creatures, it is absolutely impossible to guarantee that he will not be injured, especially in the scuffle of that scale last night, after killing Rivendell, Dick felt the pain coming from all over his body.
The Holy Light is not omnipotent, especially when it is still very weak, and it is already the limit of what it can do to ensure that Dick is not infected by the plague.
This is also the reason why Dick has not participated in the subsequent battle, although Miss Whitemayne still has a cold face, but when she saw that the patriarch under her command was a little restrained, she still pulled him away and took over the bandaging and treatment of Dick herself.
Erigor sat across from Dick, and the old knight's chest was marked with a blood mark by Rivendell, which was an injury that needed to be treated as soon as possible, so the deputy commander was also absent from the subsequent battle.
On the table in front of the two men was a black and blue sword, and a gray fluffy slash, which was the trophy left behind by Rivendell.
Rare monsters drop extra loot, which Dick already knew when he killed Ramsden, but when he saw the sword in front of him, Dick couldn't help but praise his character.
"Sword of Rivendell"
"Purple"
"Strength +20, Agility +20, Powerful Armor Piercing, Powerful Strong"
"Effect: Command Aura increases the rate at which allies within 20 yards of combat energy are restored. ”
"Explanation: There is only a 0.1% drop rate, bastard, you actually found out the first time, how good your character should be!"
"Take it, Erigor, it's a good sword, and the spoils you deserve!"
With some difficulty, Dick stretched out his hand and handed the heavy two-handed sword to Erigor, who flickered for a moment, then reached out and took it, and tapped his fingers on the blade, and when he heard a crisp humming vibration, he grinned wide, and carefully wrapped it in his own blood-stained robe.
This is also a misconception, as heavy swords generally do not have scabbards, and the warriors of Azeroth will wrap them in strips of cloth of special material to avoid harming others.
Dick got another trophy.
"Black Jazz's Cloak"
"Blue"
"Strength +10, Agility +10, Weakly increases movement speed. ”
"Description: This is a classic Lordaeron-style aristocratic daw, one of Rivendell's collections, and his favorite cloak, which not only does not interfere with combat, but can also be used as a quilt when necessary. ”
Ms. Whitemane stooped over and wrapped the last bandage three times around Dick's chest, strangulating it at the final end.
Dick immediately bared his teeth, but he nodded to Miss White very gentlemanly, thanked him, and without wearing armor, he directly slashed the black big gun on his body, and walked out of the room with the fire of justice on his back.
"Hmm..."
Dick held his left hand in front of him, blocking out the sunlight that was blowing in front of him, and for the first time after Rivendell was destroyed and the evil Shadow Sky Circle was destroyed, the sunlight completely shone into Stratholme, and Dick had never felt that the city was so beautiful.
"Commander, Commander Abydis of the Hand of Tyr is waiting for you! She has brought another 1,000 recruits!"
After a night of fighting, Herold carried his red axe, trotted over, and stood respectfully behind Dick, hearing Herod's voice, Dick turned around, and through combat and training, his upper body like a knife and axe was matched with a black coat, which unexpectedly gave Dick a fierce temperament.
Seeing this combination, the paladin Herrod, who advocated wild fighting, suddenly lit up, and Dick patted Herold on the shoulder with his left hand, and encouraged loudly,
"Well done, Herrod, you're now a warrior of the Stratholme Warband!"
Hearing this, Herold immediately puffed up his chest, and after Dick left, he swaggered back to the station of the Warriors in the envious eyes of everyone.
Dick walked into the headquarters of the original defense line, and Miss Abidis, who was dressed in military uniform, immediately stood up and saluted when she saw Dick, but after seeing Dick's peculiar dress, Miss Abidis, who was just 20 years old this year, blushed a little, but she was also the daughter of the great general Abidis, and she quickly corrected her mentality.
"Welcome, Miss Bridgette, oh, you're a little late, or we'll be in time for last night's showdown!
Dick put the fire of justice at his feet, leaned back in his chair, Briditt with a good figure and a distinguished face, first glanced at the divine fire of justice that was now circulating in the silver hand, and then set his eyes on Dick's body.
But from the dense wound on Dick's chest, Brigitte could see the fierceness of last night's battle, she was born into a military family, she was deeply taught by her father since she was a child, and she was never afraid of war, so Brigitte did not hesitate to praise this glorious victory.
"Knight Dick, congratulations to you and your warband, you have accomplished something that will put us to shame!"
Dick smiled, he waved his hand, and asked,
"Then Miss Bridget, I will train these 1,000 recruits into qualified soldiers as quickly as possible, but I suppose it is important to transport the recruits only and not let you come here in person?"
Bridget Abydis, who later took over the position of general after the death of General Abydis and commanded the Scarlet Crusade, although young at this time, has already become the head of the training base of the Hand of Tyre with her serious and rigorous work style, to be precise, in the Knights of the Silver Hand, her position is higher than Dick.
The smile on Miss Abydis's face finally disappeared in the face of Dick's question, and she took out an invitation from her purse beside her and handed it to Dick,
"The Tirisfa region is completely ruined, that Alsace bastard... He, he destroyed Lordaeron, the number of more than a million King Spirit Legions is heading towards the West Dalongmir region, the Grand Knight of Uther and the Grand Knight of Dasohan have adopted a defensive strategy, but a fierce battle is inevitable, so the Silver Hand now needs the help of other forces, tomorrow, the Grand Knight of Uther will hold a meeting in the Chapel of the Holy Light's Wish, which will be attended by Dalaran, Gilneth and Alterac, and even the elves of Quel'Salas. ”
"Well, I'll go. ”
Dick nodded, and put the invitation aside, when Miss Abydis suddenly said,
"Actually, Grand Knight Uther, I hope you will be the presiding officer of tomorrow's meeting. ”
"What, what are you, what are you kidding!"
Dick sat up straight at the news, and the pipe in his hand fell on the table, and in the face of Dick's surprise, Miss Abydis finally showed the cheerful smile that a young man should have, and the soldier smiled beautifully, and her eyes narrowed together,
"Now who doesn't know that the complete strategy of the Grand Knight of Uther is based on the proposal of the "Righteous Fire" Dick, the Grand Knight of Uther has said more than once in the pre-war meeting in the past few days, if it were not for your proposal, it is likely that the Silver Hand would have suffered a catastrophe, and now you are a famous "wise general"!
"Ahh Headache!"
Dick made an exaggerated gesture and reached out to rub his forehead, which amused Abidis to lean back and turn his back, and the previous solemn atmosphere completely disappeared.
But after thinking about it, Dick nodded, and he looked at Abidis,
"Okay, I'll be this host, but I can't guarantee how effective it will be!"
"Well, Grand Knight Uther also said that this time the situation is urgent, so you can say everything you want to say, after all, in the last meeting, almost all of your predictions came true. ”
Bridget was a little embarrassed when she said this, thinking that she had only dismissed Dick's prophecy as alarmist at the time, but now that she had been slapped in the face by reality, the young lady was also a little embarrassed.
"By the way, Miss Bridgette, I've heard that General Abydis has always had a disagreement with the ideas of the Grand Knight of Uther, and you know, I'm just a newcomer, so..."
Dick spread out his hands and made a helpless gesture, "Please tell me about the disagreement within the Silver Hand, what is the reason for this?"
In the face of this request, Abidis's face also had a trace of helplessness, probably because of the relaxed atmosphere brought by Dick infected her, and the young lady's military style was also revealed, she crossed her legs, leaned back in the chair, and rubbed her delicate forehead like Dick, and then said,
"In fact, the disagreement between my father and the Great Knight was mainly on the battlefield of that year, the final battlefield of the Second Orc War was in the Black Stone Mountain in the south, when the commander Anduin Lothar's sword was shattered by the orc chief Orgrimmar, and the marshal died. ”
"My father witnessed all this, so from that time on, he believed that there was a limit to human power, even a great person like Lothar would die on the battlefield, in order to make himself stronger, to make his army stronger, he began to study the aggressiveness of the Holy Light, which coincided with the purpose of Lord Alessandro, and the Grand Prosecutor of Ethan Lion was also one of the high-level officials who advocated "making the Holy Light more aggressive", so several of them slowly became a small group. ”
"But the Grand Knight of Uther insists on the purity of the Light, and does not advocate changing the nature of the Light by manpower, and this is the biggest disagreement within the Silver Hand, as you said, the difference in philosophy. It was only because of the high prestige of the Grand Knight of Uther that this disagreement remained at the stage of debate. ”
"So, Miss Abydis, do you think that this disagreement will lead to the division of the Silver Hand?"