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Trembling and getting off the airship, we were greeted by Saidan Dasohan and Putres, Putress needless to say, seeing Sylvanas was like a puppy meeting its owner, and the smile on his face was almost scared to death, focusing on Saidan Dasohan.

In the face of Sylvanas and Mograine, Da Sohan looked extremely unnatural, a series of expressions such as cramped, jealous, and self-deprecating were mixed together, and there was no such thing as the previous commander-in-chief.

Presumably he already knew what happened in Theramore, His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief was defeated by his own subordinates in the election of the Commander of the Alliance, which was really a bit of a trick, and the Silver Hand at this time was no longer as comfortable as it was in the Hearthdale.

"Report to Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, the mission has been successfully completed." Compared to Dasuohan's unnaturalness, Mograine did not have any variegated color on his face, and saluted Dasuohan very solemnly.

Da Sohan's face improved, and he returned the salute to Mograini, saying, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Sylvanas is the king of the clan, and his status is no different from that of Dasorhan as the commander of the coalition forces, to put it bluntly, Sylvanas just handed over his army to Dasorhan's unified command, and if he did not enter the battlefield in person, Sylvanas did not need to salute Dassolhan.

So, after Dathohan and Mograini met each other, Sylvanas stepped forward and said, "Welcome the Silver Hand back to your homeland, I wonder if there are any unsightly forsaken forsaken people these days." ”

Da Sohan smiled bitterly and said, "Harassment can't be talked about, the biggest problem now is that my people and your people get along too well." ”

"Isn't it good to get along?" I asked, puzzled.

Putres coughed twice and said, "It's good to be harmonious, but there are too many diseases and viruses in the forsaken, and the strong soldiers and professionals are not enough, but the ordinary people can't bear it, and now many living people are sick." ”

"Huh?" Sylvanas wondered, "Didn't the Royal Apothecary Guild intervene?" ”

"Thankfully, with the Royal Apothecaries' Society, things are going in a good direction, and here I would like to thank you a few Sunwinds, if it weren't for the two months that Sunwind was in the Valley of the Hearth, I think my people would have been very afraid of the Forsaken," said Dassault Hantiputres. ”

Hearing Da Sohan's praise, I touched my nose in embarrassment, saying that I had caused a lot of trouble for the Silver Hand when I was in Hearthvale.

"What has the sun done in the Valley of the Hearth, how is it possible for the living not to be afraid of the undead?" Onexia asked curiously.

Bridget whispered: "He has fought with all the paladins, eaten countless people's meals, abducted children to peek at girls taking a bath......"

Ahem, let's ignore Bridget and Onexia's whispers, just listen to Sylvanas continue: "It's good that there is no major plague, Putres, you have to hurry up and research the potions that can restrain the plague and viruses carried by the undead, I will see significant results within a month." ”

Putres nodded yes, and Dasohan showed a hint of doubt in his eyes, very surprised by Sylvanas's change, but he didn't say much about it, just said: "It's windy here, let's go back to Lordaeron first." ”

"Well, I just wanted to know the latest situation in the Plaguelands." Sylvanas said.

Da Sohan said, "Then let's talk while we go!" ”

After getting off the airship and mooring the tall building, we walked all the way south to Lordaeron, about four or five kilometers, and the walls of Lordaeron came into view.

Unlike the potholed remnants of the previous city walls, the Lordaeron city walls at this time appear to be flat and strong, the remnants have been repaired, the gates have been rebuilt, the battlements and corner towers have been completely repaired, and the overall appearance has been completely renewed.

Walking further on, there were more and more pedestrians on the road, including the living and the forgotten, and occasionally you could see a few stupid and stupid abominants swaggering through the market.

To be honest, the living and the undead really don't have much enmity, the real mortal enemy and the object of hatred is the Lich King, it is Arthas, once upon a time, the undead were also the living, and the forsaken were also the people of the kingdom of Lordaeron, but with the natural disaster, everything changed.

The inhabitants of Lordaeron, who didn't have time to escape, contracted the plague and then turned into a walking corpse, their souls under the control of the Lich King, with no emotion, no consciousness, only the ability to kill and kill.

Until Sylvanas defeated Arthas and freed Lordaeron, the soul-intact and strong-willed undead escaped the Lich King's control and became one of the Forsaken.

But as the souls are liberated, the forsaken no longer have a sense of home, the undead of the natural calamity are hostile to them, the living are afraid of them, it seems that every species in the world is against them, there is no way, the forsaken have to accept the thought of the one who saved them, Sylvanas, revenge, never-ending revenge.

This is what happens to the forsaken, and it is very pitiful and helpless. However, those who escaped from Lordaeron alive did not feel good, their relatives and friends became walking corpses, they themselves were displaced and homeless, and in order to survive, they had to cross the dangerous plague land and take refuge in the Pure Land Hearthh Valley, which is one of the few remaining places in the north.

Escorted by many paladins and holy priests of the Silver Hand, several times the number of living people in the Valley of the Hearth, the valley of the hearth poured into the valley of the hearth, the terrain is dangerous, the strong are like clouds, the valley of the hearth provides a safe haven for the remnants of Lordaeron, the situation seems to be improving, but everyone who has fled from Lordaeron is always thinking about returning to their homeland and meeting their relatives and friends.

But everyone also understands that this is undoubtedly a fool's dream, the family and country are not there, where does the homeland come from, the plague is rampant, how can there be any relatives and old friends, relatives and old friends who have been infected by the plague and become the living dead have long been no longer the relatives and old friends of the past, but terrifying enemies, brainless zombies.

What I did in the heart of the Hearthvale was not only an opportunity given to me by the people of Hearthvale, but also an opportunity for themselves.

"Look, that's Sylvanas Windranger, the queen of the Undercity, who's as beautiful and arrogant as rumored!"

"The Dark Lady gets along well with His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief, and it looks like she's accepted us."

"Wow, look, isn't that the sun wind, oh my God, finally seeing this kid again."

…… (To be continued.) )