At this point, Locke effectively became the leader of the Crusader Number 6. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Above him are the High Lord Mograine, the Grand Inquisitor Ethan Lien, the Grand General Abydis, and the Lord of the Hearth Valley, Tyran Fording.

Tyran Fording was given to the Crusaders by dedicating the city of Hearthvale, the territory of his father, Tirio Fortin, to the Crusaders as the main base of the Crusaders' activities in Eastern Lordaeron, and his status as the Silver Hand was ranked ahead of Locke.

And the Grand Commander Dasuo Khan, who was himself the nominal supreme leader of the Crusaders, had an honorary title of the Grand Crusader, and his existence was transcendent from the Crusaders, and he did not actually manage the affairs of the Crusaders. The main thing is the management of the Silver Hand, who is currently the supreme leader of the Silver Hand in the Lordaeron region.

However, the leaders of the crusaders were generally appointed by him, and without his nod, the appointment would not have passed.

The promotion was over, and the soldiers and officers left the cathedral one after another, no one could have imagined that this promotion would be unforgettable for their lives, and they witnessed a rising crusader star in this promotion, and no one would have thought that this new star would save them, save the crusaders.

Led by several Crusader leaders, Locke, Renault, and Bridget, they walked together to a small house in the hall.

Candles were lit on the walls of the small room to dispel the darkness in the room, and in the open space of the room was a large table with a large military map of Lordaeron laid on it.

There were several men in white and black armor and black battle robes, looking at the map and whispering something.

They were very different from the blue-white armor of the Crusaders, and the color of their armor tended to be more silvery-black. Even the robe is black, and the pattern on the chest is depicted with white lines

Locke's spirits lifted, and the people of the Silver Dawn came from the east of East Lordaeron!

"Maxwell, this is Locke, the son of old Harvey." The Grand Lord Mograini shouted inside, and soon a middle-aged man turned his head.

He had short orange hair with scattered branches, his right eye was probably a problem with a black cloth on it, and his face was scarred, and he was looking at himself with a stern face, perhaps because Lordaeron was not in good shape.

"Locke, this is Baron Maxwell Tyrossos, a member of the Silver Hand." The High Lord introduced him.

Locke stepped forward and saluted him, Baron Tyrosos, an old member of the Silver Hand and leader of the future Silver Dawn, the secret organization of the Silver Hands, and Locke felt compelled to greet him sincerely.

"Hello, Baron Tairosus, I am Locke, and I have heard my father speak of you, and he said that you are the embodiment of reason." Locke said with a smile.

The moderates of the Silver Hand, that is, you, are in opposition to the Great General Abydis.

The expression on Baron Tyrosos' face also relaxed, he pulled out his arms, he smiled and gave Locke a salute back, "Oh, yes, your father was not less taught by me back then. ”

Baron Tyrosus stepped forward and patted Locke on the arm, "I'm also heartbroken about what happened to your father, but I want you to put this aside for a while to deal with our current crisis." ”

Before Locke could speak, the Grand General Abidis asked first.

"What's wrong? Tyrosus? What happened to the eastern part of East Lordaeron? General Abidis stepped forward and asked.

"Oh no, it's just terrible." Baron Tairosus looked back at him and said directly.

Renault whispered into Locke's ear and said, "Baron Tyrossos, they have broken through the defenses of the undead scourge of the Sodoril River, and he has brought the first news of the eastern part of Eastern Lordaeron. ”

Locke nodded, looked at Baron Tyrosus seriously, and listened to him.

Baron Tyrosus turned his head to look at everyone in the chamber and said slowly. "In the east, the ghosts of the undead of the natural disasters are everywhere. There, the people of Lordaeron have been almost universally infected by the plague and have become the minions of the scourge. They roam the woods of East Lordaeron all day long. ”

"On our way, they destroyed all the villages along the way, as did the town of Kaulin and the county of Talon. Now, we are shrinking into the Chapel of Light's Wish to defend against their onslaught. ”

"They're so numerous, she's shocking." Baron Tairosos whispered.

For a while, no one in the room made a sound, this news was too heavy, there were more than 600,000 human beings living in East Lordanlun before, as long as they thought of this number, thinking of those overwhelming undead, everyone was cold in their hearts.

"What about Stratholme?" Grand Commander Dasuo Khan asked.

"That city has been burned all day long, but it can't be burned all, and above Stratholme, the floating fortress of the Scourge hovers above it all day long, and I don't know what evil means are being planned." Baron Tyrosus replied.

"It's not without good news." Baron Tyrosus paused for a moment and continued, "In the southeastern city of Tyre, where the people thwarted the undead attack, they held their homeland. We've been in touch with them. ”

"They also gathered a large number of people in the ensuing period, numbering more than 200,000 people, and if we could, I think we could recruit members from there to expand the army."

"That's a good suggestion, we can consider opening up this road and recruiting enough people over there to resist natural disasters." General Abidis nodded first in agreement.

"No, I'll tell you the truth, Abidis." Baron Tyrosus turned his head to look at him solemnly and said, "We have too few men, and even with the surviving men of the Hand of Tyr, it will be very difficult for us to achieve victory. ”

Baron Terosos clasped his hands to his chest and continued.

"To reclaim our lost cities and lands, we must recruit new recruits from among the Dwarves, Gnomes, High Elves, and Night Elves to help us fight! Even orcs if necessary! ”

Before Baron Tairossos could finish speaking, the Grand General Abydis, the Grand Inspector Ethanlien, and Renaud in the room objected.

"What are you talking about! Tyrososus, you even allowed the orcs to join us? Forget how we got them out in the first place? General Abydis became agitated, and he glared at Baron Tyrossos and continued. And! Minorities should not be allowed to interfere in our human affairs! ”

"Tyrosos! It's definitely not a no-go! Racial minorities are unreliable! Look at those High Elves! They have already betrayed us once! The Grand Prosecutor, Ethan Leon, shook his hair as well.

It seems that Kael'thas had too much negative impression of Ethanlion after that incident, but this is not actually to blame the elves, who let humans have an arrogant Marshal Gariss?

"Baron Tairossos, it is the Light that gives us strength and power!" Renault also objected.

There was a commotion in the room, and Locke clasped his hands to his chest, and he leaned against the wall and watched them argue without saying a word. The Grand Commander Dasuo Khan was looking down at the map and was silent, which was obviously in line with what the Great Lord said, he was a centrist, and no one would help.

Behind Baron Tairosus, several men in black robes and silver-black armor were arguing with the others, arguing about the importance of other races helping humanity.

It was clear that the moderates were not dominant in the Silver Hand, and the radicals, led by the general Abydis, were the main force, and their views were more accepted by the middle and lower ranks of soldiers and officers.

This is one of the main reasons why the Crusaders will split later.

At this moment, the Great Lord Mograini, who had not spoken a word, became angry. He slapped the table with a bang, and the solid wood table exploded cracks.

"Enough!"

The paladins, who were arguing, stopped their quarrels, they calmed their moods, and neither side said a word.

"If other races offer us help, we should thank and then accept. But we should now do our best to deal with our own problems! The Grand Lord, Mograini, made his point.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and no one was talking.

"On the way here, I noticed that the undead who had gained free will were gathering on the abandoned ruins of our Lordaeron capital, and they were busy digging for something, and I observed for a while, and I caught a tongue." Baron Tairossos continued.

"They call themselves the Forsaken, they are expanding the dungeon area of Lordaeron to live there permanently, and they are led by a fallen High Elf Ranger general named Sylvanas Windrunner, is it true?" Baron Tyrosos asked, touching his chin.

"Yes, we didn't have time to do these things because of strength." Locke hurriedly straightened up and said loudly, just kidding, why are you going to fight Sylvanas now? History changed?

"Whether they have a mind of their own or not, sooner or later they will be completely wiped out like other undead spirits!" The general Abidis clenched his fists with one hand and spread them out with the other, and said with a hard smash in his hand.

"So, that's the case." High Lord Mograini turned around in the room and thought down, "We need to find a way to open the road to the Hand of Tyre as soon as possible, and go there to recruit enough troops." Thinking about what happened next, these undead with self-will cannot be delayed for too long, and to prevent them from becoming bigger, some necessary means of surveillance must be established. ”

"We can build watchtowers around the ruins of Lordaeron's capital and monitor their actions through them." Grand Attorney Ethan Lien suggested.

"That's a way to do that, too." High Lord Mograini pondered.

"If one doesn't work, build a few more, while they haven't captured the woodlands of Tiresaphar. We took Brill first, relying on Brill to radiate the surrounding towers and monitor the movements of the undead in Lordaeron. General Abydis suggested.

"Yes, but then a legion would need to be stationed there for a long time. And our forces are too tight, and now the Tirisfara glades are full of our enemies. The Grand Lord paused and continued.

"The gnolls have not been cleared for a long time, and now they are also rampant, and their population has now expanded, and now they even dare to attack our remote outposts. The fish-people of the Endless Sea occasionally head inland, and some of our scouts have spotted their activity in the woodlands. There are also some wandering scourge spirits in the woodlands.

"It's still a matter of strength, and now we urgently need soldiers from the hands of Tyr." Grand Commander Dasuo Khan also spoke up.

High Lord Mograini said, looking at the map on the table. "My advice to those who have been forgotten is to keep an eye on them, to get rid of all these unstable elements around them, and then to go back and clean them up. If these Forsaken dare to come out and touch their heads, then gather all your armies and fight them! The Tirisfal Glade is our backyard and cannot be missed! ”

The knights of the Silver Hand in the room nodded their heads one after another, and there was no objection.

"As for the Fifth Legion." High Lord Mograini turned to Locke and said, "Tomorrow! All the officers will report to you on time, and the Fifth Legion will be handed over to you to train them as soon as possible. ”

The Grand Lord patted Locke on the shoulder with a heavy face.