After the Silver Dawn was gone, Andy and Fordin returned to the Valley of the Hearth with the Knights. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Facing Abidis's questioning eyes, Fording could only sigh and tell her the truth, and even Mograini's tragic fate was no longer hidden.

Abidis's newly improved body almost collapsed again, Mograini was the spiritual pillar of all of them, their leader, and without him, these people would be a mess.

"You have to pull yourself together, Mograine is gone, but there are still a few thousand soldiers here, you have to unite them." Andy walked over and said, "You're General Lordaeron, you're fine." ”

Abidis wiped his tears, stood up stubbornly, and nodded firmly with his eyes. None of Mograini and his 3,000 soldiers have returned, and this blood feud must be remembered on the undead, and the revenge of the high lord must be avenged.

Abidis didn't speak, and walked straight out, his body straightened without a trace of weakness before, and Andy and Fording were stunned. Andy's brow furrowed, he instinctively felt that something was not right, but he really couldn't say anything if he was to elaborate on it.

Since then, the Valley of the Hearth has become the base of these soldiers, and Abidis has added the word blood to the name of the Crusaders, so that they will never forget the great feud of Mograine, and the great feud of Lordaeron!

Fording had been in the Hearthdale for another month, he felt that he couldn't wait any longer, Abidis obviously had no intention of attacking to sweep away the undead, maybe she was waiting, maybe she had her own plans, but Fording couldn't, what was he here for? Isn't it for the spirits of Lordaeron? Although the Silver Hand does not have many people now, it is still possible to destroy the undead with a small group of small shares.

"General Abydis, I'm here to bid you farewell." Ferdin, looking at Abydis, said, "I'm going to leave with my men and begin purging the undead from the edge of the Plaguelands. ”

Abydis looked at Ferdin, and his face was calm and made Andy a little uneasy. When the beautiful general heard that Ferding was going to take people away, she didn't even have any sense of surprise, as if she had already thought of it.

"Very well, Captain Fordin. Now that you've made your decision, go for it, Fireplace Valley is still yours, and I'll give it back to you whenever you come back. Abidis nodded and said.

Furding was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Abidis to say this, his face was slightly embarrassed, and then he smiled and left Abidis's room. Andy glanced back the moment he walked out of the room. Come back? I'm afraid they'll never come back if they're gone, and the Valley of the Hearths won't be Ferdin's anymore. Even if it was given to him, he would not ask for it again, and Tyran's death would always be a sting in his heart.

"Where are we going?" Andy asked, though he planned to leave, but none of them could accomplish anything.

"Along the edge of the Western Plaguelands, all the way to the Eastern Plaguelands, Stratholme is still a focus, and there must still be a lot of undead hidden in the city. "The point is that the people of Silver Dawn went to the Chapel of the Wish of Light, and I want to go there too." ”

Andy nodded, agreeing with Fordin. He was also interested in the Silver Dawn and wanted to see what they could do.

Fording ordered all the men and horses, and left the Hearthvale that day, and he didn't choose to stay in the Hearthland Valley, also unwilling to think about what happened to Tyran. A group of more than 300 people, although they were marching on the edge, they were inevitably besieged by the undead. The undead who besieged them were not of a very high level, and those paladins and adventurers could deal with it alone, and during the battle, Andy found two interesting people, and they were two women.

A green cloak that covered his head and face so tightly that he could never see his face until he took off her hood. Andy had seen her name from the clerk, Verinde. It's a strange name, and I've never heard a human being have such a name. He didn't know the name of the other one, but judging from her skills, her strength should not be weak, and this woman was also wearing a wide cloak, as if she was afraid that others would see that she was a woman.

Andy smiled, these adventurers more or less have some stories, and they all have some privacy of their own, so don't ask if you can, which is not good for him at all.

Verinde seemed to sense Andy's gaze, and her hooded head turned to look at him, the corners of her mouth curled and turned her head away, and an arrow pierced the head of an undead.

"Are you looking at me?" Instead of rushing to kill the other undead, Verinder walked up to Andy and whispered, her voice soft and gentle like a gust of wind blowing through Andy's ears.

"I ......" Andy was embarrassed for a while, he thought his gaze was very hidden, but he was still discovered by the other party, and he didn't know how to answer.

"You...... Is that Andy? Verinde said.

Andy nodded, it was not strange to know who he was, everyone here knew who he was, and now he was holding the title of deputy head of the regiment.

"Good." Verinder dropped two words, chuckled, and went on to kill the undead.

Andy was a little baffled, what did she mean by that? Very good? What's good? Andy shook his head, not knowing what the hell this woman was trying to say.

The number of undead is not too large, and without a high-level undead organization, it is difficult for them to gather a large number. Having eliminated the undead, Fording mounted his horse and waved his hand, continuing towards the Eastern Plaguelands. They didn't go fast along the way, and the undead killed a lot.

"My lord, there seems to be a shouting up ahead." An adventurer drove back and said, "This is the scout."

"What location? How far away? Andy asked with a frown. It is said that there are no living people here, but Kel'thugad took advantage of Arthas's absence to sweep the area east of Lordaeron several times, how can there still be living people?

"Right ahead, two hundred meters at most, in a mountain recess." The scout replied.

"Could it be the survivors, or the rebels who, like us, have organized themselves?" Ferding said.

"Let's see, if it's really a survivor." Andy clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and the horse neighed and ran forward.

Fording followed Andy closely, followed by the three hundred knights. Ferdin's wish to be a survivor would have been so that the Order could grow in strength. The distance of two hundred meters flashed by, and when he turned the col, Andy could see the situation in the battlefield clearly.

A group of undead surrounded a group of people, many of whom were high-ranking undead, and those who were surrounded were obviously at a disadvantage.

"That's ...... Isn't that Kael'thas? After seeing the people in the encirclement, Andy couldn't help but scream.

Kael'thas's white hair fluttering in the wind was conspicuous, and around him were the elven rangers who had escaped from Silvermoon City, lacking melee classes, they were steadily suppressed by the undead, and the undead who rushed to the front could only rely on Kael'thas's magic to repel or kill them.

"It turned out to be him!" Morgan didn't know when he walked up and looked at the High Elves surrounded by the undead.

"You know him?" Andy was a little surprised, Kael'thas had been in Dalaran all along, and Morgan should not have seen it.

"When you asked us to go to Silvermoon City to pick us up, we met this elf on the way, who claimed to be the prince of Silvermoon City, and prevented us from going to Silvermoon City, and drove us out." Morgan seemed a little angry, "Lord Uther didn't want to conflict with them, so he had to retreat. ”

Andy suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he couldn't wait for Uther's team at the beginning, but it turned out that it was stopped by Kael'thas.