The Valley of the Hearth was a town in the northern part of the former kingdom of Lordaeron, located north of Andorhar, what we now call the Western Plaguelands.

The boundless plain is flat and vast, a huge dark green jade disk, a continuous grassland, stretching under the sky, there are no hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day, this should be the scenery of the Fireplace Valley, but now after experiencing the ravages of the undead, the appearance of the Fireplace Valley is swept away at a glance, the barren scorched earth, all the green has disappeared cleanly, and the land under your feet has also been polluted and has become a lifeless wasteland.

Standing on the land of the Hearthplace Valley, standing against the wind, a slender figure was speechless for a long time.

He's Tirio. Fordin, the owner of the Valley of the Hearth, but now the Valley of the Hearthplace is desolate, it is still desolate, there is nothing, there is nothing, but he has nowhere to go except here.

On this barren land, tents have been set up, and on the edge of the Valley of the Hearth, there is an uninfected area, and this is Tirio. The only way out for Ferdin.

Tirio. Fording chose to entrench himself in the Valley of the Hearth, one of which was Tirio. Another reason is that there is no other place to go, there are many ownerless places in the East and West Plague Lands, but all of them are polluted land, a barren land, there are no resources, and if you go to occupy it, you will wait for death, unlike here in the Valley of the Hearth, and give it back to Tirio. Fording left hope.

"Grandpa, are you here?" A voice of surprise rang out, and a young man who was not very old walked briskly towards Tirio. Fording came running. It's a little girl. I'm only about fifteen years old. The face is full of immaturity, and the dress is relatively simple, and a set of washed white linen clothes is worn on the body, giving people a simple atmosphere.

The words of the people who came put Tirio. Furding awoke from his contemplation, looked up and saw the visitor, a smile appeared on his face, and when the girl came to the front and back, he reached out and stroked the girl's head. Tirio. Fording said kindly; "Is it your big brother looking for me?"

"Yes, they are all looking for the old man, but they haven't found it, it's not as good as me," the girl was full of innocence, and the pain caused by the raging undead did not leave any traces on the girl's body.

"Let's go, let's go back." Tirio. Ferding smiled, knowing that they had deliberately let the girl find it, holding the girl's hand. Tirio. Furding and the girl walked towards the camp step by step.

"Lord," as he approached the camp. A young man in his twenties strode over, the young man looked relatively ordinary, belonged to the public face, mixed in the crowd, was the kind that could never be found, but the body was filled with a soft aura, giving people a warmth, surging holy light from the body has overflowed, respectfully to Tirio. Ferding saluted, but with this movement, the soft light immediately changed, becoming sharp and aggressive, but it was quickly restrained by the young man.

"No need to be polite," Tirio. Ferding waved his hand and looked at the two of them, becoming more and more peaceful.

"Big brother, you see I've found the old man," the voice sounded, and the girl walked up to the young man, showing an expression that you praised me

"Ressa, you are amazing," said the young man praisefully, scraping lightly on the girl's face, and the young man continued to speak; "Raysa, you go over there to play first, I have something important to report to the lord,"

"Alright," Resa nodded, and hopped away.

"Ressa, he's not a pure Terran, he's half-elf," Tyrio said. Ferdin, at the age of fifteen, in Rex's last life, it was a time of innocence and splendor, but in the world of Azeroth, fifteen years old is already an adult, and it is time to fulfill the responsibility, to take care of oneself and take care of one's family, and not to be like in front of me, the mind is still eight or nine years old, this is either a foreigner, or the mind is damaged, to Tirio. Fordin's eyes didn't see any traces of Raytha's mental damage, so it could only be a foreign race, Lordaeron and Quel'Salas were not very far away, and it was normal for a half-elf to appear.

"Yes, Resa is a half-elf, and her parents had died in this scourge when I met her," the young man said sadly.

The young man is a Lordaeron, and this time the undead natural disaster, although the scale is small, the destructive power caused is still very amazing, countless wives are separated, causing countless tragedies.

"Arthas," Tirio. Ferdin's mouth muttered to himself, his eyes showing pain, but there was no hatred, Tirio. Fording is a pure paladin, and while inferior to Uther, he is also not blinded by hatred.

After a long time, he slowly woke up from his deep pain, looked at the young man in front of him, patted the other party's shoulder and spoke; "The cultivation of the holy light, you can't be too successful, the holy light in your body is too strong, the holy light will nourish your body, but now it has begun to destroy, although this can speed up your cultivation, but it will consume your lifespan, shorten the time for you to maintain your peak combat power, and accelerate the weakening of your strength in your later years,"

"My biggest dream before was to chase someone Prince Alsace, who was kind, passionate, upright and brave...... He almost has a good quality that the world has, he is the greatest monarch in my heart, I am willing to sacrifice a qiē to chase him, but he actually destroyed Lordaeron, ruined the homes of countless of us, I want to kill him, kill him with my own hands, in order to achieve this goal, I will lose some life, what is it,"

"Don't be blinded by hatred," Tirio. Ferding opened his mouth to persuade.

"I won't be blinded by hatred," the young man said with a smile, but his eyes were incomparably cold after Raysa left.

Seeing the state of the young man, Tirio. Fuding sighed, the young man's appearance was too similar to his own some time ago, after hearing about his son's death, he imagined what he was, the heavens and the earth lost their color, everything became cold, there were only two words in his heart to take revenge, and the power of hatred allowed him to regain his weapons and restore his combat strength.

"Tell me something, Leo?" Tirio. Ferding looked at the young man's heart with great determination, knowing that his persuasion was hopeless, and he could only plan to have a chance to influence Leo.

"The lord of Talon is here, he has something important to discuss with you," Leo heard Tyrio. Ferdin's inquiry, he spoke.

"Arrange for him to the Great Horde," Tirio. Hearing that it was the Lord of Daronshire, Ferdins nodded, and said to the Lord of Talon County, Tirio. Ferdin, who is no stranger, as early as when the kingdom of Lordaeron still existed, the two sides met several times in Lordaeron, and had an impression, and later the kingdom of Lordaeron was destroyed and ravaged by the undead natural disaster, and the remaining lords were few and pitiful, as a lord, Tirio. Fording had dealt with the Lord of Talon again, and the relationship between the two sides was still good.

"Why don't you go?" Tirio. Ferdin, seeing that Leo hesitated and did not move, opened his mouth to urge, "Do you think in your heart that it is better for me not to meet with the Lord of Daronshire?" ”

"Yes," Leo said, and since he had said it, Leo did not hesitate to continue speaking; "The Lord of Daron County is a staunch faction that supports the restoration of the Lordaeron Kingdom, and he must have come to the Hearthvale to ask the lord to support the restoration of the Lordaeron Kingdom,"

After a moment's hesitation, Leo said; "To put it mildly, the kingdom of Lordaeron is destined to disappear in the long river of history, and it is impossible to appear again in the future, this time Gilneth is prepared, and the army of 200,000 is eyeing each other, and it will be able to sweep away the main city of Lordaeron, which is occupied, and will definitely not give up, that is, the name of the main city of Lordaeron, it will definitely be changed in a few years, and the traces of the kingdom of Lordaeron will be swept away,"

Leo doesn't have the slightest nostalgia for the kingdom of Lordaeron, and even has some resentment, Arthas's approach has made Leo hate the entire royal family of Lordaeron, which is a typical depth of love and hatred.

"Our situation is different from the Lord of Talon County, his territory has not been ravaged by the undead natural disaster, unlike most of our Hearthdale is scorched earth, and there is still some capital to fight, we are in this place, it is not enough to support the Knights of the Silver Hand, where is there room to resist,"

"You don't say a little less, King Jean can tolerate the lords of Talon County and their troubles because their strength is limited and they will not touch the bottom line, but we are different, as long as I dare to support the restoration of the Lordaeron Kingdom, the army of 200,000 will come to crusade in the next moment," Tirio. Ferdin's eyes were gloomy, and he said with a hole in the fire.

"Then you're going to see the Lord of Talon County?" Leo was taken aback, and all the time Leo thought that Tirio. Fordin didn't think it through, he didn't know the disadvantages of being entangled with the lord of Daronshire, and he still had a little sense of superiority in his heart, but just now, Tirio. Ferdin's sue him Leo, that little sense of superiority is just a little cleverness, and people can see it early.

"See, why don't you see, now our Lord of Daronshire is not the backbone of the restoration of the Lordaeron Kingdom, even if he is giving him a few guts, he will not dare to do it," Tirio. Fording strode towards the tent and said.

"Why?" Leo continued without shame.

"Why?" Snorted coldly, Tirio. Only then did Ferding say; "Prince Rex plays a martial arts battle, who dares to have an idea, unless he is not afraid of death,"

"One enemy against the strong of one army, who is not afraid, with the situation of our Silver Hand Knights, it is not enough for him to kill alone, and I am also afraid," Tirio. Ferding said.

"And such a strong person, what kind of realm does that need," Leo's eyes showed a look of yearning.

"Demigods!" (To be continued......)