Uther-Lightbringer rode his warhorse at the forefront of the group, followed by the main force of the Silver Hand and the most elite troops of the First Legion of Lordaeron. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And today, the paladin leader's face was filled with deep worry.

"Uther is a man who never knows fear!"

This is what Marshal Anduin Lothar once said about Uther - the Lightbringer......

Even after facing tens of thousands of orcs, Uther's mood at that time had never been so bad as it was today.

He led Lordaeron's most elite troops to investigate the truth about the plague, and the results were unacceptable to him.

The damned organization of the Cult of the Damned, their method of spreading the plague is usually to use food as a medium, a message that Prince Arthas, a student of Uther, bought with his life.

Three days earlier, Uther's army had discovered a shipment of plague-infected grain and its transformed undead in the Valley of the Hearth, and after some hastily disposing of the undead, they learned an even more terrible truth: a large shipment of the same grain had been sent to Stratholme, the second largest city in Lordaeron!

The grey-black sky was darkened by dark clouds, and it was raining lightly, forcing Uther to wear a hood to cover her hair!

His mood was as bad as the weather was right now.

Gavinrad Doom rode to the side of the Paladin Leader: "Uther, the city ahead is Stratholme......"

Uther nodded, hoping that the food infected by the plague would not spread throughout the city...... There are tens of thousands of inhabitants in Stratholme, and if the plague strikes, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Let's go, hurry over, I hope it's still too late......"

Before the words fell, a breeze suddenly blew, and the sweet and greasy fragrance came from the city!

"Holy Light!" Gavinrad gasped.

Uther felt as if he had been punched in the chest, a strange aura he was all too familiar with, it was the smell of the food that had been infected by the plague and roasted it.

"The grain has been ground, it has been baked into bread by them......" Gavinrad's face was bloody, his eyes widened, and his tone was full of bitterness.

Uther, on the other hand, rode his horse and ran towards the city gate at high speed, he opened his eyes and looked into the city, he didn't know what he was looking for, he just wanted to see that the people in the city were still normal, and the situation had not yet developed to the point of incorrigibility!

It was a moment before Gavinrad followed with his army.

There were two guards at the door, and they were a little surprised to see this sudden army, and of course they knew the leader of this army!

"Lord Uther, why are you here!" They said with a smile.

"Have you eaten yet?" Uther asked with an ugly look on his face.

The two guards thought that this was the most ordinary greeting, and they quickly nodded: "I have eaten it, the grain sent from the Fireplace Valley today tastes very good, with a slight sweetness......

"Enough!" Gavinrad shouted angrily, interrupting the two guards.

The words of the two guards had dispelled their last illusions.

At this moment, one of the guards suddenly crouched on the ground and covered his stomach.

"What's wrong with you?" Another guard approached.

"My stomach ...... It hurts, it hurts...... And my body, what's so strange...... I ......," the soldier said intermittently.

His body began to twist little by little, and he was turning into an undead!

"Get out of the way!"

Gavinrad rode his horse and raised his hammer, and a powerful light struck the guard.

Then the corpse of an undead was lying on the ground, and in just a few tens of seconds, he was no longer human!

The other guard looked at all this in front of him with some horror, he didn't know what was going on, why did his partner who had been with him all day and night suddenly become a monster?

Soon he also covered his stomach because he suddenly felt a lot of pain in his stomach as well.

……

The paladins whispered, many of them had witnessed the plague infected in Hearthvale before, so they knew the truth!

"I'd rather be struck a hundred times by an orc's axe than become a monster like this!" A paladin whispered.

This is actually the opinion of most paladins at this time!

"The guards in charge of the guard should be the first to eat, so they are the first to break out of the plague, which is normal......," Gavinrad said as much as he could, "I am afraid that most of the inhabitants of the city have been infected with the plague, but it has not yet occurred; But in the same way, there should be many people who are not infected with the plague, and we can't tell! ”

Uther stood there dumbfounded, silent.

"Lord Uther, what are we going to do?" Gavinrad asked softly.

"We have to clean up this whole city." Suddenly, a voice came from behind Gavinrad.

Gavinrad knew him, his name seemed to be Bathras, a young paladin from the Valley of the Hearth, who had only recently joined the Silver Hand......

"These aren't worm apples, they're all living people!" Gavinrad discerned with some displeasure.

"At least half of the people are infected, and they will kill all the living people, and we soldiers like this can't stand their ...... And they will also spread out of this city, so many undead, the whole of Lordaeron will be in danger! The more Basshras spoke, the more agitated he became: "Our best option is to destroy them all before they are truly undead!" ”

The paladins whispered, and a few seemed to agree with Batheras's suggestion, but most of the paladins were extremely solemn and silent, because they felt that Bathras's suggestion was too stupid and could not think of a better way in a short time.

Gavinrad clenched the hammer in his hand slightly, wondering if he would have the courage to move against the unarmed ordinary people if Lord Uther really ordered the city to be cleaned!

"Enough!" Uther spoke, his voice as if he were ten years old.

"We are paladins, we are believers in the Light, we are the guardians of justice, and our duty is to protect all who are illuminated by the Light...... We don't have the right to swing butcher's knives at the common people......"

"Then what are we to do, Lord Uther!" Gavinrad bit his lip.