Early the next morning, when Locke arrived at the Provisional Headquarters Square, the Grand Lord Mograini was sitting with Renault on a haggard face by a bonfire that was about to burn out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tailan next to him also looked sleepy.

"Hey, didn't you guys rest last night?" Locke touched Tyran, who shook his head with dark circles under his eyes.

"I've been here all night," Tyran said gloomily, gesturing at the High Lord and Renault, "and they, too. After you left last night, Renault returned. The Great Lord tried to beat him, but I stopped him. I was afraid of accidents, so I had to stay here. ”

Locke patted Tyran on the shoulder sympathetically.

"Great Lord, let's have something to eat."

There were guards beside him to persuade the Great Lord, who just shook his head mechanically and stubbornly stayed here, staring at the tent where Dalyan was not lying.

The curtain of the tent shook a few times, and someone was about to come out of it. The Great Lord instantly cheered up, and he looked expectantly at the curtain of the tent, expecting Dalyan to come out.

Farbanks stepped out, and the High Lord's gaze dimmed, once again becoming the same as before.

The High Lord's personal advisor, the High Prosecutor, came to his side and persuaded him, "My lord, go get something to eat." If Dalyan was awake, he wouldn't want to see you like this. ”

Fairbanks' persuasion did not relent, and he remained staring at the exit of the tent.

"Now we can only pray for the light." Tyran reluctantly stood up from the fire, "If Dalyan doesn't come out, I think the Great Lord will stay here forever." ”

The crowd was silent.

At this moment, Dalyan suddenly came out of the tent, and he was standing at the door of the tent, rubbing his eyes sleepily!

The Great Lord looked at him in disbelief, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after repeatedly making sure that it was not his own dazzle, the Great Lord shouted happily!

"Dalyan!!"

Except for Locke, everyone outside the tent looked at Dalyan in surprise. They all saw the ball of energy smash into his body, completely submerged in his body. This can also awaken in this way, it is really blessed by the Holy Light!

Renault also stood up excitedly and faced Dalyan.

"Father!!"

When Darian opened his eyes, he saw Mograine rushing towards him. He shouted and threw himself into his father's arms.

"Father! I see you again! I'm afraid I won't come back! ”

Father and son hugged each other tightly, and Dalyan's murmuring reached the ears of everyone present.

"It's okay, you're safe! I love you, son! I love you with all my heart..."

High Lord Mograini kissed Dalyan's forehead vigorously and held him tightly in his arms. Behind them, Renault stood lonely in place, looking at them with a calm face.

"When I was unconscious, it was as if there was a darkness enveloping me, and I thought I couldn't get through it. But a light appeared in front of me, and it guided me forward. Father, that light has brought me to you! Darian looked up at his father and said excitedly, "It must be the Light helping me!" ”

"Yes! Child, the Light is sheltering you! Old Mograine said incoherently, "It's all my fault!" I won't make a mistake again! ”

"Haha, alright. Don't cuddle and hug here! Grand Commander Dasuo Khan smiled and walked out of the temporary headquarters next to him, he came to the two of them and said, "Go and rest, and we'll discuss the next things later." ”

After making sure that the Grand Commander had been bent over by Banazal, Locke no longer dared to stay alone with him, and after everyone present had left, Locke hurriedly left with the General.

In the days that followed, the army began to pack up and prepare to leave, and plans to attack Stratholme were unanimously abandoned. The paladins and commanders present all understood a truth, it was impossible to defeat the undead in this city by counting on them, and this matter must be planned for the long term.

So, after more than ten days, the troops all returned to their respective defense areas. All the paladins and commanders gathered in the Valley of the Hearth to discuss their next military move.

"I'll tell you, we have few people, if we want to take that city back. Not only Silver Dawn and Locke's southern theater, but the entire Crusader army needs to recruit recruits from the Night Elves, Dwarves, and Gnomes! ”

At the very beginning of the meeting, Baron Tyrosus once again made this suggestion, but this time it was to be implemented throughout Lordaeron's army, "You have all seen that there are really millions of undead in that city!" We alone will not work. ”

Maybe it was because I just experienced that thrilling scene half a month ago, and there were many fewer people who refuted it.

Even the great generals Abydis and Ethanlien were a little hesitant, after all, they also saw the overwhelming undead who rushed towards them, and brought the momentum of numbers.

"Wait a little longer," after thinking for a while, General Abydis still did not approve, and he muttered for a while and said, "When this meeting is over, Maxwell your Silver Dawn and Locke's southern theater of operations will try to recruit foreign soldiers first." If it works, then we will implement it in all armies of Lordaeron! ”

"Is that okay?"

Abydis's attitude made Maxwell very satisfied, and he nodded and didn't say anything more.

"If we want to take Stratholme, then the individual 'obstacles' in our hinterland should be cleared." Fairbanks offered his own advice, and he went on to say to everyone, "The undead of free will entrenched in our royal city have a tendency to grow bigger, and we must pull them out quickly." Otherwise, they will become our henchmen! ”

The Grand Commander Dalthorn, who had been silent, turned his head to look at Farbanks, and then looked thoughtfully at everyone present.

"Whether they have free will or not, they are our enemies! If it's the enemy, it will be destroyed! General Abidis said fiercely.

"Alright! Needless to say! High Lord Mograini waved his hand, and he stopped the others from speaking, then he turned his head to look at Vadmar, "Lord Vademar, can the Hand of Tyr still form an army?" I think we Crusaders, and you'll be able to form legions there! ”

"If there are people, there are many. After all, the entire East Lordaeron region is now concentrated there. But," Lord Wadmar frowned, and he sighed helplessly and spread his hands, "the Hand of Tyr has no food and armaments, and even men cannot be armed..."