The already tired griffin carried the two of them, and the speed of flight was not fast, and the altitude could only be maintained at about 100 meters.

If it hadn't been for the fact that he had landed several times to hunt and rest, Su Chen was worried that the griffin would fall down before it reached the Valley of the Hearth.

Old Fording was still complaining that riding a griffin was not as smooth as riding a horse, but when he learned that the griffin was bred by Tyran, he praised the griffin.

When approaching the Valley of the Hearth, Su Chen found that the sentry posts on the outskirts of the Valley of the Hearth had been lost.

The ground was densely packed with undead spirits, and they were swarming towards the north.

Looking at the army of undead on the ground, Su Chen could only sigh in his heart, these undead were all residents of Lordaeron in the past...... It is also the person whom Alsace once wanted to protect.

When he saw the walls of the Hearth Valley, Old Fordin's expression became nervous.

Countless undead have attacked the gates!

There were even huge abominations and meat grinders bombarding the walls.

"I didn't expect the situation in Fireplace Valley to be so serious!"

Exhausted griffons hurriedly land in a grove in the Valley of the Hearth.

The interior of the Hearthvale was already in disarray, with the wounded constantly being carried down from the walls of the fierce battle.

Su Chen found Tyran at the top of the city, bloodstained with a war hammer in his hand, gasping for breath to smash a ghoul who had been thrown at the head of the city by the abomination.

Judging by its tired appearance, it should have been fighting these undead for a long time.

"Your Royal Highness, are you back?" When Tailan saw Su Chen, he immediately showed a look of surprise, but then he became a little hesitant again.

Su Chen knew that he must have been influenced by Ethan Lion and Mograini and others, and he had some doubts about his identity, but since he had already said that he had moved Old Ferdin, he was not afraid that this little Ferding would be disobedient in the future.

Sure enough, when Tailan's gaze fell on the person behind Su Chen, he immediately stiffened.

"Are you ......" Tyran looked at the old man in a peasant's outfit in disbelief, barely able to lift the hammer in his hand.

"My boy, you're doing a great job." Old Fording didn't say much, but picked up a fallen soldier's sword from the ground and slashed down a ghoul who had pounced on the city.

With the sword in his hand, although he is not wearing armor, he no longer has the decadence of a farmer, but instead has the demeanor of a resolute knight!

"Father? Is it really you?! Tyran stared at the old man standing at the head of the city with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief: "You...... Aren't you already dead in battle......"

"The High Lord of Tirio was exiled in the past due to some misunderstandings, and because she did not want you to be affected, your mother would say that he was dead, and this time when I returned from Quel'Thalas, I met the High Lord who lived in seclusion on the banks of the Sodoril River, and invited him to re-emerge from the mountain to fight against the undead." Su Chen explained.

"Father......" Tyran immediately knelt down when he heard this, but was pulled by Tirio.

"Now the situation is critical, Tyran, you hurry up and mobilize everyone to defend the city, including those lumberjacks and refugees, if the Valley of the Hearth is broken, no one can escape." Tirio muttered as he swung his sword and slashed through several ghouls that had rushed up the walls.

The terrain of Hearthvale is actually somewhat similar to that of Talon, with only one exit, and although it is hidden, once it is besieged, it is difficult to break through, and it will only lead to the annihilation of the entire army.

"Yes, Father!" Tailan, who was already showing fatigue, became extremely excited at this moment.

Su Chen also picked up a long sword from the ground, he didn't plan to use Frost Grief, at this time, he needed to use the Holy Light to further prove his identity.

But soon he found out that with Old Ferding present, he could almost easily be a 'bystander'.

Tirio Fordin's combat power was definitely no worse than that of Uther, and it was almost as easy to deal with those ordinary undead as chopping melons and vegetables, and he quickly slay those undead who rushed to the city.

By the time Tyran led a group of lumberjacks to storm the walls, the battle was much easier.

"We need to take out the meat grinders in the distance, the stones they throw will sooner or later destroy the walls, and they are still throwing plague-laden flesh into the Hearthvale, which could easily cause a plague in the city." Old Fording stood with his sword on his hand, but he still looked at the army of the undead outside with a frown.

Su Chen looked at the location of those meat grinders, and couldn't help frowning.

The meat grinders were at least two hundred meters from the city walls, and were protected by hordes of ghouls and abomires, including quite a few necromancers.

If you want to destroy these meat grinders, you have to go out of the city and rush into this sea of the dead, which is almost a life of death......

"Is Arton still there? As long as there are nearly a hundred knights, they should be able to rush to the position of those meat grinders. Old Ferding asked Tyran.

Arton was the Knight Captain of Hearth Valley, the last time Su Chen had met, it was an extremely loyal old knight, he was already the Knight Captain of Hearth Valley when Tirio was not exiled, and Tyran was almost single-handedly taught.

Hearing this, Tailan couldn't help but bow his head and said in a low voice, "Knight...... The knights in the city had been taken away by Lord Mograini, and Uncle Arton had left with him. ”

"Maybe we can take a griffin over ......" Su Chen remembered the way to deal with meat grinders and abomination in Warcraft, and the griffin knight could be said to be the preferred class.

Nowadays, although there are no griffin knights, when there are no gargoyles in the sky to interfere, you can also use griffons to airdrop.

"That's a good idea, aren't you a domesticated griffon, Tyran, and send me to the place of those meat grinders at once." Old Ferding raised his eyebrows, and immediately nodded in agreement.

"I'd better go, father, just stay in the city." Tyran said, his hammer already glowing with blazing light.

"Don't worry, I'm not old enough to move." Tirio smiled with relief, and at the same time, a golden holy light had risen from his body, and it looked like he was wearing a golden battle armor.

Although Su Chen knew that he could use the Holy Light, he didn't expect that the power of the Holy Light on his body would be so strong, almost like a substance.

"Combat effectiveness is at least 600 or more." The brain quickly came up with the analysis data.

This may be the pinnacle of power that ordinary humans can achieve.

"Sure enough, it's not in vain, Old Ferdin's strength is still very strong, if he can get the Ash Messenger now, he may be able to fight the Dreadlord Demon King." Su Chen was pleasantly surprised in his heart, such a high-end combat power was extremely rare.

There was almost no suspense in this battle, and Old Fording almost single-handedly destroyed more than a dozen meat grinders, and countless undead were killed by him.

Having lost the siege carts, the army of the undead finally retreated.

There was a cheer in the Valley of the Hearth, as the people were glad to be able to repel the undead scourge attack.

However, there was not the slightest joy on Su Chen's face, because he found that there were only about a thousand people scattered in the entire Fireplace Valley, including many farmers and lumberjacks, and there were only more than three hundred soldiers who could fight, and most of them were injured at the moment.

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PS: This chapter is updated a bit late, and I hope you will forgive me.