Chapter 9: Stratholme's Choice (I)
The Stratholme affair is a nightmare for anyone involved.
By the time the kingdom's army arrived in Stratholme, most of the inhabitants had already eaten the grains containing the plague, which would soon turn into zombies or other monsters.
Will they be ruthless in slaughtering the unconverted inhabitants, or will they be allowed to freely transform and spread the plague throughout Lordaeron?
Which of these two options is better? Later, there was a heated debate within the Brotherhood of Light, and until Claudia returned to the Grand Abbey, many people were still debating the issue, and in the end no one was convinced. Most of the noble-born priests and knights undoubtedly supported the option of slaughter, and there were many other members of the merchant, scholar, and ascetic background: some insisted that the plague infected could be quickly identified and isolated by the Holy Light spell, and some said that the scale of the plague infection could be controlled by lockdown + martial law.
But of the three high-ranking people who had the power to decide at the time, Prince Alsace was a staunch supporter of the idea of massacre; Uther argued that there must be other ways to solve the problem, but in the end he did not come up with a suitable solution, and finally led most of the knights to part ways with the prince after a violent quarrel with the prince; Gianna, the representative of the Dalaran Mage Regiment, saw the great risk behind the two decisions, and chose to remain silent and lead the team to leave Mingzhe to save her life.
The incomprehension of the Mentor, the betrayal of his lover, and the vicious political influence of the slaughter of his own people caused the Prince of Arthas to suffer great psychological trauma and guilt, which is also the root cause of his persistence in pursuing the Plague Master to the Northern Rift, and in his opinion, if the source of the plague is not solved, his sacrifice in Stratholme will not be understood, and everyone will regard him as an executioner, and he will not be able to prove himself a worthy heir.
What if a different decision had been made? Blockade or quarantine is just a conjecture, civilians are not afraid of death after turning into zombies, Stratholme has more than 100,000 inhabitants, even if the Guards are elite, only 2,500 soldiers, what if the plague is not blocked and spread to the whole country? Who bears the blame?
For the person making the decision, it is painful. Claudia, like the rest of the ordinary soldiers, was a "happy" class that was only responsible for execution. However, with the blood of innocent people on their hands, several of them broke down afterwards, or wept bitterly, or groaned wildly, and even Claudia herself had several nightmares.
If there is no original girl who fuses the soul of the future, it is estimated that there is no good way to face Tyr's trial, but the soul of her previous life has experienced many exams and has the experience of fully facing the assessment, and it is not difficult to make an answer that meets the wishes of the marker when she knows who the marker is.
There will not be a perfect solution to Stratholme's moral dilemma, and the answers handed over in the face of different examiners will be different.
If it is Loken, the King of Wisdom, who is in charge of the assessment, the way to pass the level must be to show his wisdom, find a way to unite Uther, and find the possibility of isolating the patient with spells; Mobilize an army to impose strict martial law, and then persuade the prince to report back to Lordaeron and have Gianna go to Dalaran to seek assistance from all of Dalaran. It doesn't matter whether the plague spreads or not, the key is to be clever and not to let the prince get too irritated in Stratholme.
If it is Odin, the king of power, who is in charge of the assessment, the only way to pass the level is to find a way to kill the Dreadlord Marganis in Stratholme, and the mastermind behind the scenes is dead, and the prince naturally has no reason to pursue to the Northlands. I'm afraid that any other trick will not be approved by Odin.
But now it is Tyr, the Lord of Order, who has made it clear that what to see is courage and determination, and a solution that is "as perfect as possible", so it is clear what to do.
She quietly got up and walked out of the tent, without alerting Raven, who was still asleep.
It was a faint day, and the army was stationed next to the village not far outside the city of Stratholme, and there were not many soldiers outside the tent at this time, and most of the people were still asleep after days of marching and fighting, enjoying a short rest.
The air was a little cold in the late autumn morning, and she tightened the collar on her chest, and hung a canvas bag around her waist, which contained a small amount of coins and women's items, which was the identity card and the secret order of the kingdom secret department.
Along the way, the officers who met her greeted her warmly, and the guards on duty would quietly look at her as she passed. At this time, there were very few female officers in the Guards, and she was a unique nobleman among female officers. Relatively noble status, with the power of a paladin to save lives, coupled with her approachable personality, perfect figure and beautiful face, she has become a blooming rose in the army, and many soldiers are secretly admiring her. In the original time and space, after she was injured in the Northern Rift, these ordinary soldiers, when they were on duty, spontaneously collected a lot of Ice Flowers from the Northland, hoping that she would get better as soon as possible.
The blonde girl walked straight to a relatively large tent, where a young guard was standing guard at the door, about the size of Raven, who had not yet begun to grow a beard on his mouth.
The young guard was a little afraid to look directly at the beautiful girl, and whispered, "My lord, Lord Farrick has just woken up, do you need me to tell you that you are coming?" ”
Claudia nodded, "Thank you, I have urgent military affairs to discuss with Lord Farrick. ”
After a while, she was invited into the tent.
Lord Farrick was the prince's aide-de-camp, with the rank of lieutenant colonel, and a battle-hardened courtier of the royal family of Lordaeron. King Tenaris took great pains to make his son's expedition, and the prince's two lieutenants, Lord Farrick and Lord Marvin, were both experienced career officers who had fought in the Second War and were loyal to the royal family. And they don't have to worry about the noisy and big tail, including the old king who deliberately told him not to interfere too much in snatching the prince's merits without too much difficulty. It can be said that if it were not for the trap set by the Dreadlord King, this experience of the prince would have been an easy gilded journey, and then with the merits he made, the prince could naturally be unanimously recognized by the people of the kingdom until he succeeded to the throne.
Lord Farrick was not in good shape at this time, with the neck button of his shirt open, his eyes black, his hair still a little messy, and he was obviously a little impatient to have to receive a knight girl without being ready, and he sat down at the table, holding a cup of hot water in his hand, and said:
"I heard Henrik say that you have military affairs to report to me, so if you have anything to do, please tell me directly, second lieutenant." He increased the volume on the word ensign.
Claudia took out the military order from her small bag and put it in front of the lieutenant colonel, and then took out her secret mark and shook it in front of his eyes, the shape of the snake's head carved on the mark made the latter's pupils shrink, and she said coldly:
"I am Claudia, a senior agent of the Kingdom Secret Section, and I am relieved of the command of the Guards by the Prince of Arthas by secret order of His Majesty Tenaris starting today."
Farrick threw the quilt aside, propped his hands on the table, stood up in shock, and blurted out, "This can't be!" It is impossible for King Tenaris to give such an order for no reason! ”
The blonde girl didn't explain much, she handed the secret order and the secret mark in her hand to the lieutenant colonel's hands, which were still trembling slightly, and said:
"You can verify the authenticity of the secret order and the identity mark, and I think you who have served in the court for more than twenty years will be able to quickly identify the authenticity of these things."
Faric looked at the things in his hand several times, and finally had to admit the facts, he sat down with a wry smile: "What happened to make King Tenaris make such a decision, obviously our previous battle was going well, and it seems that it is about to succeed." ”
Claudia also sat down on the stool, and since the other party had confessed, there was no need for her to continue to be aggressive, and she explained softly:
"According to the reports of the other secret agents this morning, most of the people of Stratholme have already eaten the infected food from Aldoha, and many of them have already developed early symptoms of the plague, and the first lesions will begin to start by noon today at the latest, and they will rise up as undead zombies."
The image of the maiden suddenly made Lord Farrick feel a creep, and his breath faltered, and his eyes widened.
A cold wind blew open the curtain of the tent, and suddenly a chill came.
Claudia looked at him and sighed:
"I have thought about using the power of the Holy Light to solve these problems, but in less than half a day, I am afraid that it will be too late for any spells."
"Now we have only two options, the first is to let them turn into zombies and poison the whole of Lordaeron, so that our comrades, friends, and family are threatened by them."
"It can't be! The Guards will not allow these undead creatures to wreak havoc on our homeland! Lord Farrick clenched his fists and roared.
"Then," the girl continued in anguish, "I'm afraid we'll have to hurry up and carry out a massacre while they're still alive." ”
"We can't do that! There must be something else that our Prince, the mages from Dalaran, and Lord Uther might do. ”
The knight girl looked at him a little tiredly, and then her tone was full of sadness:
"Don't you understand? Why did King Tenaris remove his son from command? ”
"Because in this case, no matter what the final decision is and what the final consequences are, our prince will not be at fault."
Looking at the girl's thin figure, Farrick's eyes suddenly reddened a little, and he gave the girl a military salute with respect, and his tone was extremely firm: "Dear Baron Serberchel, it is my honor to be able to fight side by side with you, but I will not shirk my responsibilities and let you bear all this independently, please let me work with you to carve out the way for the future of the kingdom!" ”
Claudia was also a little touched by Faric's words, and she also returned a military salute:
"Let's hurry up, first go to Lord Marven's side to take over the rest of the military power, and then find Gianna and Lord Uther to discuss if there is a better plan."
"If we really don't, I'm afraid we will have to strike first."
"It's all for Lordaeron!"