The next day, at dawn, in the col east of the valley of the hearth in East Dalon Mill, Tirio Fordin, with nearly 7,000 soldiers of the Knights of the Silver Hand, was sweeping away the remaining dozen or so undead entrenched here.

"Lord Tirio, we've cleaned up the undead here, and the farmers have begun to cut down nearby trees to build a temporary base. ”

The young garrison wiped the blood from his face and came to Tirio Fordin, calmly reporting back.

"You're doing a good job, tell Reds and his craftsmen to hurry up, we must build a makeshift fortress in two days, or we'll all die here." ”

Tirio Fording held a hammer in his hand and looked around at the complex terrain around him with turquoise eyes.

He was going to use this as the base of the new Silver Hand, and the number of undead here was obviously much smaller than the Farms of Firestone and Darson to the south of the col, and the 7,000 soldiers he brought out were also the paladins who followed him to guard the Valley of the Hearth.

With the manpower and material resources he currently has, Tirio Fordin is confident that he can build a temporary stronghold in three days, and the river is next to it, so the water source is not too scarce, making it ideal for building a military fortress.

That's right, Tirio Ferding left the Valley of the Hearth overnight.

He could not convince himself to disobey the orders of Prince Arthas, but he also could not watch the soldiers he led by him be thrown into a completely hopeless battlefield.

Call him a coward or a traitor, but Tirio Fordin himself knew in his heart that he was not afraid of sacrifice, but he could not lead his men to die with Arthas and his so-called Scarlet Crusade.

That's right, Arthas is crazy, Tirio Fording is very sure, and the Scarlet Crusaders he created, their fanatical organization to kill the undead, can't wait for a moment.

Not only that, but the crazy Alsace refused all help.

The Hammer Dwarves of Hinterland once sent an emissary to join the Scarlet Crusade and help clear the undead, but Arthas ruthlessly refused.

Arthas, who had lost his mind at the moment, was like an enraged tyrant, and no one dared to provoke his whiskers.

Two months ago, Faral, a former Lordaeron Sixth-Order Knight who came to serve, was thrown into prison by Arthas for preventing Arthas from marching southward, and such a foolish and arrogant approach caused two voices within the Scarlet Crusaders.

One is led by Abydis Bridget, who resolutely supports the orders of King Arthas during the war, and fully supports the dispatch of troops to attack the undead of Andohar, while the other voice is dominated by Tirio Fortin, who advises to recuperate, conserve strength, and wait for the undead legion to be defeated in one fell swoop when the undead army reveals a flaw.

The two voices were at a stalemate, causing great discord within the Scarlet Crusaders.

However, Tirio Fortin, as Lord of the Hearthvae, could not disobey Arthas's orders, no matter how much he insisted on his views, so he fled the Hearthvale overnight with 7,000 Silver Hands loyal to him.

He will re-engineer the future of the Silver Hand in a land that has not yet been corrupted by the mass of undead, and save the last spark of hope for Arthas, who has lost his mind.

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On the other hand, Arthas woke up from a sleep, and when he learned that Tirio Ferding had left overnight, he was so angry that he almost overturned the table in the conference hall.

The prince was enraged, just as in history, after being teased by Malganis many times, he vowed to uproot the Scourge legion, and at this moment, he could no longer suppress the anger in his chest.

"Bridget, herald, transfer all the forces of the Scarlet Abbey, and Alexandros, let him come with him, this time we will fight the Scourge to the death. ”

Arthas's voice was surprisingly calm, and in just one minute, it was almost like two people who had just been irritable.

But Brigitte Abydis, who had worked with Arthas for a few months, certainly knew the prince's temperament, and he liked to suppress his emotions, just as the prince buried his grief deep in his heart after the fall of Lordaeron and the death of the old king.

The more angry you are inside, the calmer you are on the surface, and this is Alsace.

However, for some people, this negative emotion will be controlled after being buried, while for others, it will explode in another form.

Apparently.

Alsace belongs to the latter group.

However, as a descendant of the Generalissimo, Britsette also had belligerent blood in her veins, which was one of the reasons why Arthas appreciated her.

Bridget smiled, then gave a military salute to Arthas, "Yes, King Arthas." ”

Then, just as the paladin was about to turn away, Arthas stopped her.

"Wait. ”

Arthas thought for a moment, remembering what Alexandros had said, the "artifact" that could help them defeat the Scourge Legion, when Alexandros said that it would only take two months to be able to cast, and now more than half a year has passed.

That artifact...

Thinking of this, Arthas's eyes lit up again, he turned around, and said to Bridget: "Help me tell Alexandros that the time has come to attack the undead, I need his help, and the artifact he once said, I think, it's time to show it in front of me." ”

"At your command, King of Arthas. ”

Bridget slowly retreated, leaving Arthas alone in the chamber.

Calm down, Arthas picked up the military map he had thrown to the ground, dusting it off, but his mind went back to yesterday.

As a decorated paladin during the Orc Wars, Tirio was not a coward, and it was impossible for him to betray his compatriots, which Alsace was extremely sure, but... Why did he turn his back on himself?

No, he didn't turn his back on Lordaeron.

In a flash of inspiration, the young prince seemed to understand something, he slammed his fist on the table, and seemed to say to himself: "Don't you believe that I can defeat those undead? Very good, I will show you guys who doubt me, even without you, I can defeat those monsters by my own strength!!"

(End of chapter)