Illision was dead, his chest smashed to pieces by Tirio with a warhammer, and the once-revered Great Lord of Blood lay quietly in a small and inconspicuous grave, and no one would come to mourn him.

Tirio Ferdin's face was full of sadness as he hugged his son's body.

His bloodline relatives in this world are also gone now.

However, as a battle-hardened first paladin, Tirio quickly controlled his emotions, took a deep breath, tied his son's body to his horse, and then glanced at the closed Hearthvale not far behind him, before returning to Abydis's army.

"I will rebuild the Knights of the Silver Hand, I will prevent more of these tragedies, and I will destroy all the undead in the land of Lordaeron. ”

Tirio's expression was calm, and he spoke to everyone in an extremely resolute tone.

"We will await the day when the Scarlet Crusaders of the Abydis Tribe, High Lord of Fordin, will answer your call at any time. ”

Bridget replied solemnly, and then saluted again, "Please mourn and be good, we didn't save Tyran, we... ”

Tirio immediately waved his hand, "No, you've done enough, and I thank you so much for your help." ”

With that, Tirio bowed to Bridget and the Captain of the Knights of the Dawn, as well as Garona.

"Now, pardon my rudeness, I'm going to bury my son, and we'll see each other again soon. ”

Tirio got on his horse, took his son's body with him, and rode away.

Watching Tirio's figure disappear into the distance, Brigitte sighed heavily.

"With my current military strength, I can't attack the well-defended Fireplace Valley, alas... ”

"Is there something wrong with your army, General Abydis?" asked the Captain of the Knight of Dawn at once.

Bridget nodded, "That's right, there is a serious shortage of supplies, lack of food and fresh water, lack of anything necessary, I originally planned to come to the Hearth Valley to ask for some reinforcements, and our Hand of Tyr Fortress is in a very difficult situation at the moment. ”

Captain Dawn Knight had a thoughtful look, as if he had made his decision after thinking about it for a moment.

"The Brotherhood of Dawn is more than happy to help you in this regard, oh of course, don't get me wrong, you don't need to change your faith, we simply respect your bravery in this land, and now of all the Scarlet Crusaders, you are the only one who is still sane and has not stopped fighting. ”

With that, the Captain of the Knight of the Dawn pulled out a detailed map of the Eastern Plaguelands and compared it to the location of the Hand of Tyr Fortress.

"Once you've got support, you can expand the Hand of Tyre fortress to echo the Silver Dawn not far to the north, forming a solid front to help each other, which should be more effective in destroying the Undead Scourge. ”

Bridget frowned and thought for a moment, then finally nodded in acceptance of the offer.

Regardless of what the Alliance and Dawn brothers and brothers will have, Britst doesn't want to think about it carefully, she needs material support too much at the moment, and she is first and foremost responsible for the soldiers who are loyal to her, not political factors.

"So, we need a lot of building supplies and materials, as well as conventional armaments and equipment and the necessary food to consume, will the Alliance and the Brotherhood of Dawn be willing to help us?" ”

"Of course, the Alliance will never refuse another friend, let alone a request from a friend, and we will send you everything you urgently need. ”

South of the continent, Stormwind.

Having received a definite reply, the Grand Duke of Berval naturally immediately agreed to all of Bridget Abydis's requests and began to fully support the Scarlet Crusader Branch.

The Stormwind Kingdom has finally laid a nail in the north of the continent that is close to the alliance camp, especially since this is still a paladin organization that believes in the Holy Light.

The current Paladin Organization has an extremely uninterested attitude towards the Brotherhood of Dawn, and does not have the slightest favor.

But now with Abydis, a close paladin organization, it can be called a good start.

Since the relationship between Silver Dawn and the Alliance has not been very good, there is no need to force it anymore, just support a pro-Alliance organization next to them and check and balance each other.

Moreover, they both belong to the Paladin Organization and the Scarlet Crusader Sect, even if the relationship between the two parties is not dealt with, in the event of the problem of the undead natural disaster, the two parties can still maintain consistency with the outside world and jointly resist the enemy.

Now, Abydis' army has begun to return to the Hand of Tyr fortress, awaiting the arrival of reinforcements.

The supplies promised by the alliance will be transferred through the territory of the Lordaeron Restoration Army, and finally delivered to Abidis.

As for the Valley of the Hearth... Well, that's a problem within the Scarlet Crusade, Abidis likes to fight or not, and the Alliance won't send an expeditionary force to help fight it anyway.

Knowing the truth that the Great Lord of Dasuohan was occupied by the Dreadlord Demon King, there were only a few people, and they didn't plan to break the news.

The alliance thinks a lot, firstly, because Banazar has not made any follow-up actions since he took control of the Hearthvale, and he is extremely honest, and he doesn't recruit anyone and provoke anyone.

Second... With this fallen Scarlet Crusader and the Renault Branch of the Scarlet Abbey, these two nails hold back a large part of the Forsaken and the forces of the new horde.

So keep it, your demon Banazar is still of some use to us.

Well... Banazal, the cunning Dreadlord, also knew that he was still useful to the Alliance, and he couldn't defeat himself with the Silver Dawn and Abidis Bloodless Crusaders next door, so while he was low-key, he began to harass the Forsaken as a neighbor.

It's also a bit funny, Banazal leads the Scarlet Crusaders and angrily lashes out at the Polluter Legion led by Warimas, the two Dreadlords have gone from colleagues to enemies, and the evil buddies of the Burning Legion really don't talk about the old days.

Kil Gardan, the fraudster?

He's coming, he's going to welcome the king.

But the problem is that he didn't come, and he didn't dare to come, so don't we, the little brothers who stayed in the world of Azeroth, also have to find our own way to survive.

A group of social bigwigs are staring at themselves, and there is an even more social old Titan hooligan at the top, what do you want us to do!

Leave this world of flowers and return to the world of Twisted Void or Argus, the two Dreadlords are reluctant, Azeroth is so good, there are mountains, rivers and souls, and the life here is beautiful.

So... Beat!

The Western Plaguelands instantly became a battlefield between two Dreadlords, with soldiers fighting around the ruins of the town of Andorhar in the middle of the region.

In addition, the Psychic Academy not far from the next door will send a small group of undead natural disasters to disturb the situation from time to time, so the overall situation in the Western Plague Land can be regarded as a piece of erosion.

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