The direction of Zhu Xing's feet changed, and he no longer moved towards the depths of the plague land, but walked towards a mountain range next to him that was exuding the power of the ultimate holy light all the time.

This mountain is the very famous Regret Ridge in the plague land!

In the history of the continent of Azeroth, the tomb of Uther, the greatest paladin, the head of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the lightbringer of the Turayans by Tulayan, sits on this desolate and ordinary mountain!

When Zhu Xing walked to the foot of the Regret Ridge, he stopped in front of the dark iron fence door that was hidden, and then, he suddenly held his head high, the platinum glory of the power of the highest level of holy light, like a volcanic eruption, soared into the sky, this pure, brilliant and dazzling white-gold holy light was completely different from the holy light emitted from the simple and grand hall made of bluestone on this Regret Ridge, domineering, only me, in this white-gold holy light, a pair of huge white-gold wings vaguely appeared, fully unfolded, A wild momentum that covers the sky and the sun is rampant......

If the power of the Holy Light left behind by Uther, the Lightbringer, is warm, pure, merciful, full of all things, and nurtures all living beings, just like the sun in the sky, then the platinum glory of Zhu Xing is pure, fierce, domineering, and unscrupulous wildness, just like the Kunpeng in myths and legends, rampant and invincible!

Zhu Xing urged his Platinum Holy Light with all his might, and then he stretched out his hand to push open the hidden iron gate, strolled forward, and walked up the steps to the Ridge of Remorse.

When Zhu Xing walked into the hall of Uther's tomb, he raised his eyes and met him. It is a stone statue of Uther. Unlike other stone statues. This stone statue does not show Uther sitting upright or standing proudly, but Uther kneeling on one knee on a one-man high stone platform, fully armoured, with a sledgehammer in one hand and his head slightly tilted!

And that ordinary holy light emanated from this stone statue, shining in all directions in this empty hall. On the stone platform at Uther's feet, on the side facing the gate, carved a huge emblem of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and under this sign is a very short but shocking slogan of the Knights of the Silver Hand, which has been recited for generations, in beautiful writing - Defend glory with blood!

Zhu Xing looked at the statue he was very familiar with and saluted, although many people felt that Uther was too pedantic and did not know how to be flexible. However, few people looked down on Uther. Because, the greatest paladin in the history of Azeroth, just like his own slogan, he put it into practice, even if he eventually died at the hands of his student Arthas, he still has no regrets, he truly realized this slogan!

Defend glory with blood!

For Zhu Xing, this popular slogan has another saying, that is-glory is my life!

Zhu Xing, who also likes fantasy novels, of course prefers this kind of translation that sounds more like novels.

"Boy, let me ask you a question, if you were Uther, what would you think about the massacre of Stratholme by Arthas?"

Just as Zhu Xing was about to leave the sacred but lonely tomb of Uther, the High Lord Mograini suddenly asked him such a question meaningfully.

This question is very simple, but Zhu Xing, who turned around and was about to leave, was suddenly stunned!

If this question is asked to a person who does not know Stratholme, then this person can be said to give Mograine a very affirmative and formulaic answer without thinking, but Zhu Xing is different, Zhu Xing is just a person who knows Stratholme's history, therefore, he can't answer this extremely simple question, and he is on the spot!

Stratholm is an important town in the north of the Lordaeron Kingdom, which is prosperous, wealthy, quiet and peaceful, but when the Scourge began to invade the Lordaeron Kingdom, this once important northern town and a famous city in the Eastern Continent ushered in a catastrophe because of its importance!

Kel'thugad, the former great magician of Dalaran, the high-ranking councilor of Kenrito, one of the six councils, because of his enthusiasm for the forbidden art of the undead, so he defected to the lich king Neozu, and degenerated into an immortal lich, when the Scourge invaded the kingdom of Lordaeron, the former great magician and now the undead lich Kel'thugad took action......

With his knowledge of the continent of Azeroth, Kel'thugad sneaked into the kingdom of Lordaeron, and relied on his powerful Liliang to secretly organize a cult of the Cursed God, and then, with the help of this cursed cult that falsely claimed to give its followers equal social status and eternal life, he tempted many people to fall, and then, this lich who studied the forbidden art of necromancy took out a plague steamer that could spread the undead plague he created, and let those fallen followers take it away, so that The undead plague spread rapidly in the realm of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and after being infected by this terrible undead plague, they will all turn into zombies and undead creatures.

As the crown prince of the kingdom of Lordaeron, Arthas was favored by Uther, the head of the Knights of the Silver Hand and the messenger of light, with his amazing talent and perfect character of the fund, and accepted him as a disciple, and at the same time, the prince of Arthas met and fell in love with Gianna Prodmoor, the daughter of the king of Kurtilas, who was also of royal blood, and it can be said that the prince of Alsace at that time was the most glorious moment of his life, both in his career and in aiqing, which bore golden fruits. It seemed like he could take it off as soon as he reached out......

However, due to the invasion of the Scourge and the spread of the plague of the undead, Prince Arthas, as the successor of the kingdom of Lordaeron, must be at the forefront, so the prince of Arthas and his lover and student of the great magician Antonidas of Dalaran together to track down the plague of the undead, and finally, the two found the culprit in Andorhar, the food source of the kingdom of Lordaeron, the former great magician of Dalaran and now the undead lich Kel'thugad, Both of them were heroes with excellent talents, so despite his strength, Kel'thugad was still killed by Arthas and Gianna, but it was too late, because the sinister and vicious Kel'thugad had already sent away the food infected with the undead plague!

Prince Arthas and Gianna chased after each other and finally caught up with the food delivery vehicle in the small town of Hearthvale, but, unfortunately, it was still a step too late, and the villagers of Hearthvale had already eaten the contaminated grain and began to turn into undead! Arthas asked Gianna to find his teacher, Uther, the head of the Knights of the Silver Hand, to come to the rescue, while he himself led the guards to stop the undead!

When Uther led the Knights of the Silver Hand to arrive, Arthas was already in danger, and the entire town of Hearthvale had completely turned into a cursed land, and Arthas, who was finally rescued in time, felt that the situation was serious, because he had received accurate information that the final destination of these contaminated grains was Stratholme, a prosperous and prosperous northern town, peaceful and populous!

Moreover, he remembered that before the Lich Kel'thugad died, he had said that all of this was planned by the Dreadlord Marganis, and that the Dreadlord was already in Stratholm. Therefore, Arthas insisted on going to Stratholme, despite his tired body after the battle, and when he galloped all the way to Stratholme, he found that he was still one step too late, just like the Valley of the Hearth, the citizens of Stratholme have been infected by the food contaminated by the plague of the undead, and after a while, the whole city will become a cursed land like the Hearthvale, and these citizens will become undead creatures like walking corpses, and become part of the Scourge Legion.

The Prince of Arthas looked at these citizens, and the kind and simple look on his face gradually faded, and gradually turned into a pale, ugly, resentful face of the undead, and his heart ...... It's all broken!

Red blood quietly flowed from the corner of Arthas's mouth, but it was he who bit his lip and looked at the smug bloodthirsty smile of the tall Dreadlord Marganis not far away, he ...... Utterly angry!

Arthas raised his glittering sword and strode into the gate of Stratholme, and then, with his sword in his hand, his sword down, his sword down......

From the front of Stratholme, all the way to the back door, and then from the back door to the front door, back and forth, slashing back and forth, for three days and three nights, but Arthas did not even blink an eye, in order to watch his subjects die by his own sword, and not be turned into a scourge by the Dreadlord!

It's a pity that the prince of Arthas is far from being as cold as the Monkey King, the seven sages of the demon clan, and as more and more people die under the prince's sword, Arthas ...... Crashed! (To be continued......)