Tirio was not overly surprised by the undead scourge and the escape of the Scarlet Crusade, as Diego had imagined, and within minutes of receiving the information, the High Lord made the decision to speed up his entire army and rush to Stratholme.

In fact, Diego underestimated how strong this miracle was for the followers of the Light and shocked the enemy, and it was under the influence of this miracle that the members of the Silver Dawn strengthened their faith and determination to win, and in their opinion, no matter what the situation they faced, they could no longer stop their progress, and the Scourge and the Scarlet Crusaders fled without a fight to highlight the power of the Light and add to its glory.

"All glory be to the Light!" High Priest Madonelle said, "The Light is manifested to the world by its miracles, under which justice is your shield, faith is your armor, and faith and determination are your weapons. So go forward with pride and fearlessness! ”

Encouraged by these fanatical priests, the coalition advanced at an unprecedented pace, and it took them just over a week to reach Stratholme.

When they re-entered this magnificent city, more than one member of the human race shed tears of emotion, and after the catastrophe of the destruction of the country and the ravages of natural disasters, they finally regained the pearl of the Northland, which means that they have their city and more importantly, home!

Yes, in those days of displacement and uprooting, countless remnants of the kingdom escaped the hunt of the undead and natural disasters while struggling to survive in the wilderness, they either survived in the ruins of ruined villages and towns, or hid in the deep mountains and old forests, barely able to see a glimmer of hope to live, but now, the suffering has finally passed, and the pillar of light that penetrates heaven and earth ten days ago is like the light of hope illuminating the entire plague land, under its inspiration, All the survivors who were still alive came out of their hiding places, followed by the army of Silver Dawn, and rolled like an unstoppable torrent all the way north to Stratholme.

This is where they will end their lives of exile, have a warm place to live, hot food, and more importantly, a safe city where they will not have to worry about going to bed at night, waking up the next day to be a member of the Scourge Legion, or worrying about the ubiquitous plague, as the priests and paladins oversee all the food and water to ensure that the tragedy of the past does not happen again.

Everyone can see that with the dilapidated Lordaeron occupied by the Forsaken and the elven king city of Silvermoon in ruins, Stratholme will surely become the new political and economic center of the entire North in the near future. Although the city is now in ruins, it will soon be reborn with the enthusiasm of the people like lava.

Especially after entering the Temple of Justice, the priests made sacrifices to bring the cathedral back to the light and shine again, and the people's faith was even stronger.

Without urgency, people rolled up their sleeves and began to rebuild the city. As a brilliant lord, Tirio Fording kept everyone's work in order.

The priests worked tirelessly to create holy water, purifying every nook and cranny of the city, and the paladins were busy overriding the ghosts that lurked in the darkness, cleansing the remaining erosion and corruption.

The Forsaken are tasked with clearing the rubble, while the Hammer Dwarves are tasked with repairing the ruined houses. Each Hammer is a master builder, and the rock, earth, and wood are obedient tools in their hands, and can be combined exactly as they please, and although they are inferior to their copper-whiskered cousins in digging holes, the Hammer Dwarves are no less good at building houses.

In fact, because the massacre in Alsace originally began in the Place del Rey's Square, the walls of Stratholme are still intact. All they needed to repair was the interior of the city, and the workload was not as heavy as it was thought at first.

The orcs began to cut down the trees outside the city that had already swelled into giant mushrooms, and burned them to the ground, and only by burning the flames could the plague-corrupted land be completely purified. In order to do so, they also helped Dezko build an earth altar outside the city, asking for the power of the earth spirits to help drive away the filth and evil from the land.

Masrae Bearskin also contributed to the eradication of the plague, in addition to using the power of nature to generate various plants to restore the ecology in the ashes after burning, he also wrote a sincere letter to the elven city of Darnassus, asking the Grand Druid Malfurion Fury to send men to help Stratholme rebuild, believing that as the leader of the Council of Cenarion, who has been working to rid the plague, corruption, and the source of suffering, Malfurion will be happy to help.

The whole city presents a thriving scene, and with the hard work of the builders, the face of the city is changing with each passing day, and it is changing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. After the Scourge Plague withdrew, the trade routes in the Plaguelands were finally opened again, and Stratholme soon attracted some adventurous merchants, with Gazruvi, a goblin merchant from Ratchet Tooth, being the first to realize Stratholme's bright future.

Gazruvi, who had been involved in the construction of Orgrimmar, connected with Silver Dawn through the connections of the old orc Itregg, and sent a large number of supplies to Stratholme, and the far-sighted investor even agreed to supply them on credit. Barrels of ale, sacks of oats, and bundles of brand-new shovels and pickaxes were carried down from the goblin airship that had come from afar, greatly reducing the logistical pressure on Stratholme.

Merchants aren't the only ones looking to enter the City of Hope, and in the fourth week of their presence in the city, a party of High Elves has arrived outside the gates of Stratholm from the Quellinth Hut in the valley east of Stratholme. After the destruction of the elven kingdom of Quel'Thalas, the High Elves who had fled their homes established many such camps throughout the Eastern Kingdoms, with the most famous of them being Queldani's Hut in Hinterland.

Tirio Fording received them at the Temple of Justice, Tyran Fording and Diego also attended, and Masrae Bearskin, a Night Elf, awaited the arrival of his distant kindred curiously.

"Welcome," said the High Lord with a smile on his face, "I am Tirio Fordin, the Supreme Commander of Silver Dawn here. ”

The High Elves were a male dressed as a ranger, much more slender than the stout humans and Night Elves, but he looked very agile. He was dressed in brown with a light chain mail jacket, a hooded cloak flung behind him, and brown leather gloves and boots wrapped around his arms and calves. An elven-style scimitar hung from his waist on one side, a pouch and horn on the other, and he carried a longbow and a full quiver behind him.

"I'm Colkien Dawnshield, and I bring greetings from Quellins Hut." His voice was gentle and pleasant, but for humans, it was too flat, with a hint of arrogance.

"So, what brought you out of the mountains and into us?" Tirio asked curiously, he had also heard of the existence of the High Elf camp, but few people could find them in the mountains, if they deliberately hid them.

"To survive!" Colkean put it bluntly, "The mountains may provide enough food, but a people who do not have contact with the outside world will decline, like the forest trolls of the past." We must find a new way to develop, rather than stick to the old ways and stay in isolation. ”

Tirio pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons of the matter in his mind. He silently looked at the elven messenger, and from this distance, the High Lord could see his pointed ears popping out of his hair. And the latter was obviously also looking at the master here, and under the flying eyebrows, those emerald green eyes noticed the people behind the Great Lord, and the presence of the fellow Night Elf made his face show a hint of surprise.

"Forgive me for my offense, why don't you return to your capital?" Diego suddenly spoke up behind Tirio, "As far as I know, Lord Regent Lotherma Theron is summoning the former inhabitants back to Silvermoon City to rebuild that glorious royal city. ”

"In fact, your concerns have also sparked heated debate in the Quellins Hut, and those who tried to return to Silvermoon City even made up the majority at one point, but after sending an emissary to Silvermoon City, we changed our minds." Colkien confessed, "The people who live there are no longer proud High Elves, and after the loss of the Well of the Sun, those elves who have nowhere to draw their magic have even begun to draw power from a creature of holy light named 'Naru', and they have even given themselves the name of a fallen - Blood Elf!" ”

Anger and resentment were written across his face, and behind him, the other High Elves—men and women—had the same expressions on their faces, clearly agreeing with him.

The words made Diego frown. He wanted to say something, but at that moment, Tirio spoke, and it was clear that he had already made a choice.

"Stratholm will be an open city where any race, whether humans, orcs, dwarves and minotaurs, or even the Forsaken, can find their place here, as long as they are willing to obey the laws of the Silver Dawn!" The High Lord said enthusiastically, "So, Stratholme welcomes you to join, elven friends, as a staunch ally in the Second Orc War, Silver Dawn will support all your legitimate rights and interests here." ”

Just then, Tirio heard Diego let out a muffled cough. He changed his words and added.

"However, I must make it clear beforehand that as a hypothetical neutral city, Stratholme will not refuse the arrival of the Blood Elves, and hopefully it will not cause you to be dissatisfied."

Colkean's face plummeted, but after a few seconds, he still bent down and bowed.

"Thank you for your justice and kindness, and I swear in the name of the Sunwell that you will not regret this wise decision today."