The wheat fields are sandwiched, and the autumn is cool.

The South Avenue of Stantam is full of traffic, with business trips and pedestrians coming and going. The two rode side by side, frequently attracting passers-by to look at each other. After seeing the silver hand sign on the burqa, most of them showed respect.

After the formation of the Silver Hand Knights, they won unanimous respect from the people. On the battlefield, they were soldiers who charged and inspired their companions, while in normal times they were doctors who saved lives and were not at all arrogant, and they were very deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Orix, are you really...in a coma because of the Holy Light?" Bridget called his full name rarely, and the two of them usually called each other nicknames in private.

Orix looked like I knew it was incredible but the truth was that, and replied with a wry smile: "I didn't lie..."

"No, no, that's not what I mean!" Bridget realized that he had asked a stupid question and hurriedly stopped Orix's words.

She was a very devout believer. After taking over the Blood Crusade, she quickly made the decision to lead the Blood Crusade to the end because of the "revelation of the Holy Light".

Facts have proved that the so-called revelation was nothing more than a conspiracy specially set up by the devil King Marganis to seek benefits for the master of the Burning Legion in order to control the power of the Blood Crusade when the tribes attacked the Scourge Legion, which had rebelled out of the Burning Legion.

Bridget was assassinated, and the fanatical believers who followed her were also led to the path of no return by Marganis, who turned into Bali Weswin, and became the tool of this Nasrezm.

Even now, this woman's firmness in her faith is far beyond the normal range. Although she is not as fanatical and blindly obedient as in later generations, as long as the word "holy light" is involved, it is no different from being suddenly attacked by a 50% self-thinking ability.

She didn't care whether Orix was lying, but just thought that the way she asked the question was wrong. No matter what, she felt like she was questioning the Holy Light and questioning faith, which was unacceptable. But she couldn't think of what to ask for for a moment.

After spending a year with him, Orix knew about the excessive piety of the blood-colored crusader leader in his later generations and said with a serious look: "I understand that this is incredible. But I firmly believe that the Holy Light chose me and revealed an extremely terrible disaster for me. I have the obligation and responsibility to prevent such a catastrophe."

Bridget frowned deeply, "What did you see?"

Orix fell into silence. After a while, he turned to look at her and asked in a deep voice: "I just want to ask you, will you believe me? Or... will you believe in the Holy Light?"

"certainly!"

Orix stared at his partner for a while before looking forward again.

If there is no Paladin's identity, it would be strange if he talks about the catastrophe prophecy and is not taken away as a madman. He can blame the Holy Light. After all, the Holy Light practitioners in this era, whether they are priests or paladins, have a slightly narrow understanding of faith.

For example, the companion in front of him, like many paladins, believed that the holy light could only shine on humans - what a stupid, self-conceited and arrogant view of religion!

Although the high elves next door, Quel'thalas, do not have a huge faith organization like the Holy Light Church, have been mastering the skills of using sacred spells (Holy Light Spells) for thousands of years. Just about the future of the Holy Light (rather than respect for dogma), there is no difference between them and humans.

Although they only had close contacts with humans two thousand eight hundred years ago and during the Second War, the matter about practitioners of the high elves' sacred spells was never something that was completely unknown to the general public because of their lack of contact.

This narrow religious view is completely selective blindness, which is really undesirable.

But he needs people very much now, even if he is just a straw team. After all, he has little experience and I have no distinguished status for him. If you want to change history, you can only work hard.

Although Bridget Abidis’s biggest shortcoming is his narrow religious view, his flaws are not overwhelming. After all, no matter what, he is a heroine who can lead the Blood Crusade to fight in East Lordaeron for many years after the older generation is almost dead. He is outstanding in terms of growth potential and current abilities.

The key is easy to cheat.

Rivendale Manor is more than ten kilometers away from Stantamsom City. It takes about half an hour to ride a horse and trot slowly. Now the journey has just passed, and you can see the forest outside Stantamsom City from afar.

Orix is ​​really not very anxious. He can walk slowly and avoid the disasters that will be later, think about the future, and see the scenery by the way. Why not do it?

It was almost noon.

The two rode horses in parallel, and no one spoke. Orix was thinking about how to make up lies in front of his colleagues later, while Bridget didn't know what he was thinking.

But as I walked, I heard a sound of drums coming from afar.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

Everyone on the road was shocked, especially those who were older and experienced the tragic years of the Second War.

Because this sound is so familiar, it is the sound of the orcs’ war drums!

Sure enough, a pillar of smoke rose from Stantamme City and pointed to the sky from afar.

People panic.

Recently, news about Hillsbrad Hills has been flying all over the sky. It is said that orcs gathered under the leadership of an orc gladiator trained by humans and broke through all shelters, and even leveled the Castle of Dunhold with unprecedented strange elemental magic, but it seems that they have not continued to march northward and fulfilled the goal that they could not achieve more than a decade ago.

It seems that these green-skinned monsters also know that although the Lordaeron army is strong outside and has a strong opponent, they are not something that they are now detained for more than ten years and lack armament.

Why did they really hit Dong Lordaeron now? It's a long distance of 500 kilometers from there! How did they come here?

Why was there no notice? Did the standing troops along the way not find them? Why didn’t they be blocked? Why were they allowed to enter the hinterland of Lordaeron?

And what's wrong with Stansom City? Is it being attacked by orcs?

For a moment, all the pedestrians on the road were panicked. Some were whispering, while others had lost their inch and turned back. The shadow of the Second War was too deep. The elite orc army that attacked Quelthalas at that time was the High Elves Kingdom entered by the East Lordaeron, burning, killing and looting along the way, which caused a deep psychological shadow to the civilians.

"What's going on? What happened?"

Bridget was also a little panicked. The orcs hit the Stantam area, which seemed completely incredible to her. She hurriedly shook the reins hard, grabbed the horse's belly, and her mount galloped with her like an arrow from a string, pointing straight to the city of Stantam, a few kilometers away.

Orix had to keep up.

Others don't know, but he knows. The orcs did come, but were under the leadership of the great chief Thrall. However, it was not to come and start a war, but to rescue an elder of the Black Stone clan who was imprisoned by humans, Itrig.

All originated from this execution ceremony in Stantholm.

The great lord of Fireplace Valley, the war hero of the Second War, and Tyrio Fordine, one of the five first paladins of humanity, developed a bond with Itrig in one experience. The former mistakenly entered the latter's hiding point, and both sides regarded the other as an enemy who could not make peace and fought for self-protection.

When he hit an abandoned watchtower, the building collapsed and Tyrio was injured and unconscious. But all the ugly orcs gathered in the eyes of the world. Instead of taking advantage of the danger, Tyrio was placed on the horse he rode on when he came and allowed the horse to bring it back.

After Tyrio woke up, he knew that it was the orc who saved him. But this made him doubt the noble qualities that the orc possessed should not have been reflected in the orc. After he recovered from his injury, he explored the other party's hiding point. This time the two did not fight, but sat down and talked in detail. He learned about the past of the orc, such as how he became a tool for the Shadow Council to seek honor and strength, how he became a slave to the Burning Legion, etc.

When he left, he promised that he would never betray the orcs, in order to repay his kindness that not only did not take advantage of others' danger, but instead saved his life. You should know that for the orcs at that time, killing him was the best choice. Because letting the tiger return to the mountain is very likely to cause pursuers and endless trouble.

But the orcs did not do this. Tyrio Fordine, who had a noble personality, believed that he had made such a promise.

But things are broken, and that's what's wrong.

A greedy second-five-child Bathras, who was greedy for power, was promoted to the mayor of this place before the fall of Stantamsome City. He judged the truth hidden by his lord through clues and chose to report his lord's crimes in exchange for profit. He came to investigate his colleagues from the Knights such as Dassorhan.

The loyalty of everyone made Tirion unable to conceal the truth, and eventually caught the orc.

As a paladin, Tirio deeply regretted his failure to fulfill his promise. He begged everyone to release the orcs, because it was about his lifelong creed, and even went crazy to attack the guards, trying to protect his oath...

Tirio was eventually sent to prison. He had great achievements and would not raise his hands to make things difficult for him. However, he admitted that he had made a mistake and could only get through the situation when he had been confused for a while. This great lord and paladin who had lived for half his life refused to give up.

He will give everything for his creed, even if he is willing to live. For a true Paladin, it is absolutely not allowed to repay his kindness and violate his oath.

In the end, there was no room for this matter to turn around. He was sent to the court for collusion with enemies and treason - a great paladin who actually stood opposite the people and stood on the side of the enemy who had invaded Lordaeron and brought endless pain to this land?

He was expelled from his identity, deprived of his land, exiled, and deprived of the power to use the Holy Light - essentially being imposed on his body by a stronger sacred magic practitioner, which made him unable to use the sacred magic again - even from now on, he could only look at his wife and children from afar, and could not appear in front of others openly. The orcs he vowed to guard the death will be sentenced to hang in Stantam today.

So the scene just happened.

The great chief Thar, who had just liberated his compatriots and was at the time of employment, heard about this and led a small number of elite troops to rescue Itrig. The exiled Tyrio Fording also sneaked into Stantam, ready to practice his creed with his life.

Anyway, Stantome had a mess in the end, and the man was finally rescued. Tyrio used the sacred spell of reawakening to live Itrig, who followed his orc compatriots to go away, while Tyrio lived in exile, and from now on he could only look at his son and wife from afar.

As the forests in the south of the city were getting closer and closer, the road was becoming more and more chaotic, and the pedestrians were running around with their heads in their arms, and there were discarded cars and horses on the side of the road. Obviously, it was not long before the incident, and it was hard to say that the orcs just left the disguise and rushed into the city just now, which made them so panic.

Orix hurriedly shouted to Bridget who was rushing in front: "Brickt, slow down!"

It's really hard to go there. The plot of Tyrio's rescue of Itrig takes place in the forest south of the city.

The orcs had no intention of creating a fuss. If they were really not eye-catching, they wouldn't mind having two more dead souls under the axe. After all, they had already killed a lot of them after rushing left and right in Stantam.

Before traveling, in order to control the speed, he deliberately changed to an old horse with a shorter speed. He thought he could arrive in Stantam City after this famous historical event, but unexpectedly he rushed to the front.

He knew what would happen, but Bridget did not know that he was just thinking about fulfilling the duties of a paladin, and he also pulled out the sword at his waist. Not everyone uses a war hammer. He would not carry it with him when he was not trained, and at most he would hang a sword. Otherwise, he would be exhausted if he carried dozens of kilograms of weapons every day. It would be the same as it was impossible to wear thick plate armor every day.

In Orix's eyes, this is no different from being sent up by the Gua.

Suddenly, several frightened birds flew out of the forest, followed by rapid footsteps in the forest, accompanied by the gasp of the wolf.

He turned around and saw that the orcs were riding on wolves, and they had arrived near the front, with no speed at all. It was hard to say whether it was dozens or hundreds. The leader was particularly tall, wearing black plate armor covered with brass inscriptions, and carrying an equally huge war hammer. Isn't it Salbener?

By chance, the two of them were blocking the orcs.

This is not a game. No one can accompany you to mow the grass. A wolf, which is bigger than the heaviest heavy horse, rushed over at full speed, and was disabled even if he was killed.

Bridget was stunned. The key was that she was stunned. The mount under her crotch smelled the smell of a wolf and became timid in an instant. She almost threw her down and ran away alone. When she saw that she was riding a war horse that had worn away timid instincts trained by the Knights. She must have chosen a pack horse from the stable before leaving.

"Brichett, you unlucky child!"

Seeing that Thrall, who was closest to, had raised the hammer of destruction in his hand, Orix didn't care about anything else, drew his sword and was slashing it on the butt of Bridget's mount.

The partner's horse jumped forward in pain, avoiding danger. He jumped out of the saddle and became safe. His mount was instantly submerged by the vast ocean of the wolf, and even the waves did not appear.

The orcs drove into the golden wheat fields in the south, overwhelming the efforts of the farmers, and disappeared without a trace in a short while.

Looking at the orcs that were leaving, Orix felt like he had survived the disaster. After a while, Bridget walked over in a daze. The two looked at each other and said at the same time: "Are you okay?"

Orix shook his head and said, "Don't stop so soon next time, okay?"

Bridget swallowed. Although he had been trained for a year, he only worked as a doctor. He delivered many births and also received broken bones from many people. He had never seen a real battle once.

She was a little scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the orcs seemed to be in a hurry to go and did not pay much attention to them, otherwise they would have to explain it here.

"Okay." She reached out and pulled Orix up, and the two walked towards the city gate with a group of soldiers who were leaving the city to pursue the enemy.

Orix's afterlight noticed that a figure seemed to flash through the forest. He knew that it must be Tirio Fordine, but he had no intention of chasing him. He just wanted to stay away from here as soon as possible and would not give him a chance to catch up.

In this way, the two entered the messy city of Stantam.
Chapter completed!