The newly-born Scarlet Crusaders sound the horn of vengeance, and the warriors of the former Knights of the Silver Hand are all convinced that the Light will bring justice to the land, but in the decisive battle of Lordaeron, Arthas and his Scourge ruthlessly shatter people's hopes.

    Countless people who participated in this decisive battle and escaped with their lives inevitably questioned, they questioned themselves, questioned the kingdom, questioned the Holy Light, and their hearts quietly changed when they were not even aware of it, and the belief in carrying out justice somehow turned into a grudge to destroy the natural disaster, and the noble faith degenerated, and the result became more important than the means.

     Bishop Esenlien and General Abidis both survived the decisive battle, and instead of fleeing south like most of the routs, they led the remnants of their army towards the north occupied by the Scourge...... Did they make the decision out of a strategy to do the opposite, dodging the Scourge troops, or were they desperate to find some small enemy to prove themselves?

    Nobody knows.

    As for Alexander Mograine, who received the artifact Ember Bringer from the dwarven king of Ironforge and is leading his army north and is about to become a nightmare for the undead, that's another story.

    After defeating the kingdom's army and capturing the royal capital of Lordaeron, Arthas did not completely destroy the city as he did in the seven northern counties, but impatiently swung south, chasing down the rout of the human army while advancing towards the hilly region...... He bypassed the mage town of Ambermere, protected by a magical barrier, and the incredible walls of Greymane. Quickly drive through the Silver Pine Forest to the foot of Laran.

    Although the Violet Council's investigation into the scourge was lagging behind, it did not expect the enemy to approach the capital so quickly. But the mages of the Republic were able to open a huge barrier around the city in time, unlike Ambermere's purely defensive barrier, which the confident mages designed to be extremely aggressive - as soon as an undead creature stepped into the range of the magical barrier, it would be instantly roasted by the scorching magic.

    The vanguard of the Scourge was all vaporized before they could even see the appearance of Master Dalaran.

    Arthas commanded his minions to besiege the city of Dalaran, and for days there was no movement, and the seemingly invincible Scourge was finally stopped...... There were reports that the Scourge was carving some kind of huge summoning circle in the camp, but the Violet Council didn't care - Dalaran, the smallest of the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race, was powerful. Nearly eighty percent of the Alliance's mages are gathered here, no matter what the Scourge has summoned. The mages were confident that they could defeat it.

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    Silver Pine Forest gets its name from the tall pine trees covered with silvery bark, this ancient forest winds in a north-south direction, with the west coast of Lordaeron on the west. To the east is the vast Loch Lordamere, rich in life, rich in farms and gold mines, with the Kingdom of Lordaeron to the north, the Kingdom of Gilneth to the south, and the town of Ambermere to the southwest, the land of the Republic of Dalaran.

    The animals of the Silver Pine Forest are fierce and aggressive, but rarely step out of their territory, either before or after the arrival of humans. It has always been a quiet and beautiful place...... Until a natural disaster occurs.

    Due to the rush to destroy the mighty Dalaran, the natural disaster did not destroy the silver pine forests, and even their iconic undead plague rarely contaminated the land. Only a few bases were left where the road was to be rushed...... The scourge here seems to have been forgotten by Alsace, who have not received any orders for a long time, and have only roamed around the base, except for building and expanding the base.

    The forests are now full of spurred beasts and scattered Scourge spirits that attack outsiders, and there are some rotting gnolls in the area near Lake Lordamere. To the south, strange creatures appeared, howling horrally every night.

    The Silver Pine Forest has become a haven for great adventurers - especially those who love adventure by nature. They set off by boat from the southern harbor, and when they reached the town of Nanhai, they avoided the avenue and infiltrated the forest.

    Bernie lay motionless in the overgrown weeds, staring at the bear trap buried in the distance, he had been in this position for hours, he was more stocky and muscular than the average dwarf, and he was unique in the use of long-handled double-edged axes, but he did not join the King's Guard in Ironforge, all because the King's Guard was not dumb.

    Just then, Bernie, who had an excellent sense of smell, twitched his big nose, hidden under his thick beard, and he smelled the bear.

     Lying side by side beside him, his old friend Gna, who had a seemingly forever damned relationship, moved slightly, the latter of course was a brassbearded dwarf, and he changed his surname to Brute Hammer only because he was good at using a long-handled warhammer, and like Bernie, Gnar was a warlike dwarven warrior, and he did not join the King's Guard in Ironforge because the King's Guard did not want to be blind.

     The Creator gave them an extraordinarily strong body, a keen sense of smell and hearing, and a fair removal of their tongue and eyes.

     Going out on an adventure inevitably involves dealing with people, and the mute Bernie is not up to the job, so he finds the blind Gna, and the moldy Gna who stays at home all day also needs a pair of eyes to take him to start his own magnificent adventure - neither of them can do without the other, and in the long adventure, a strange symbiotic relationship is gradually formed.

    A wounded brown bear slowly walked out of the woods, his massive body in Bernie's line of sight, and the sound of him rubbing animals and plants was accurately captured by Gna.

    The dwarves seem to be naturally good at hunting, and when they sense their prey, the inseparable friends do not even breathe, just quietly wait for it to fall into the trap, they had followed the greatest hunter in the world, Hemet Nesinwari, as a mercenary in the battle to defend the alliance nearly twenty years ago, and at that time, the two friends learned various hunting techniques from Nesinwari and fell madly in love with hunting.

    At this moment, spices that mimic the taste of a female bear in heat have succeeded in attracting the injured male bear, leading him step by step towards the trap of death.

    Although Bernie and Gerner were able to take down the brown bears lightly, they preferred to enjoy the hunt, and there was a tooth-aching sound of metal grinding in the bear trap, which bit down the brown bear's forelimbs.

    The prey was captured, and the mute Bernie and the blind Turner jumped out of the bushes, and instead of taking prey as quietly as ordinary hunters, they carried two shotguns and fired at the immobile brown bear.

    The two shotguns roared more than twenty times, and the sound resounded through the silent forest, and a pair of dwarven hunters fell silent again, and they ignored the brown bear's carcass and lay back in the grass.

    As if brown bears weren't the prey they wanted. (To be continued)

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