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"So it's Dathrohan," Lu Li muttered. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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A sense of helplessness rose from the bottom of his heart. As the saying goes, an invisible enemy is the most terrifying. He did not expect that there was such a hidden hand behind all this.
"What's wrong with Dathrohan?" Tirion Fordring noticed the change in Lu Li's expression.
"With the invasion of the Scourge and the betrayal of Prince Arthas, Uther the Lightbringer died in battle in Andorhal, and the Knights of the Silver Hand collapsed in an instant …" Lu Li did not answer directly, but continued to narrate.
Tirion Fordring knew all this, but he didn't understand why Lu Li was bringing it up again.
"The surviving commander-in-chief, Dathrohan, suggested that Stratholme should be recovered first. At this time, Highlord Alexandros Mograine returned from Ironforge with the Ashbringer and reached an agreement with Dathrohan. The remaining forces of the Silver Hand Knights quickly assembled their troops and launched a general attack on Stratholme. Do you know what happened next?" Lu Li asked.
Tirion Fordring shook his head. He was a smart man and knew that there must be something he didn't know from Lu Li's question.
"The power of the Scourge in Stratholme was beyond their imagination. Dathrohan, who was eager to make contributions in the battle, left the main force and encountered Balnazzar, the Dreadlord who was thought to have been destroyed in the battle between the Scourge and the Forsaken …" Lu Li looked at old Fordring with sympathy.
"He … He …" Old Fordring's face was pale.
A terrifying conspiracy was about to unfold in front of him.
"That's right. Balnazzar easily absorbed the Paladin's life and took over his body when he was alone against Dathrohan. Lord Theon, you're facing a dreadlord, not an old friend who once had a little conflict with you," Lu Li sighed.
"How could this be …" Old Fordring almost couldn't accept it.
"Dathrohan had actually died a long time ago. Balnazzar, who had taken over Dathrohan's body, began to secretly carry out his plan to corrupt the Scarlet Crusade. His first target was Alexandros Mograine." Lu Li did not mind letting Old Fordring know everything.
He suddenly hated these things that were bound to happen. Although for him who had been reborn, the future was destined to be filled with opportunities.
"Alexandros wasn't killed by Dathrohan. He doesn't have that ability. Even I can't stop the power of the Ashbringer." Old Fordring shook his head.
"That's right. The Highlord Alexandros Mograine is a powerful and faithful Holy Knight. He's hard to kill or corrupt," Lu Li said with a sneer. "But Balnazzar secretly enticed his eldest son, Renault Mograine. Eventually, Renault and the Scourge Army secretly colluded to kill his father. Mograine and Ashbringer, who were betrayed by their own kin, became the most powerful Death Knights of Naxxramas. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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After that, Balnazzar bewitched Isillien … "
After that, Balnazzar, under the guise of Dathrohan, led the most elite troops of the Scarlet Crusade into Stratholme once again and began the "fierce battle" with the Scourge Army that lasted for several years. Through the constant elimination of war, the strongest soldiers of the Scarlet Crusade were selected to carry out his next evil plan.
Everyone thought that he had been fighting on the frontlines, but they didn't know that he had long been a member of the enemy.
In short, Dathrohan. Balnazzar was a scheming b * tch.
"I see." Old Fordring closed his eyes. The past of his best friend, Highlord Alexandros Mograine, was still vivid in his mind.
"Now that he's used you to kill Isillien, his next target is obviously you. Now that you've been completely defeated, I'm afraid you're no longer a match for him," Lu Li said, trying to provoke him.
Heroes should die on the battlefield, not in grief.
Old Fordring picked up his son and said, "I've wasted too much time, spending it in the pain of the Chaos, for what might have happened. Or for what should have happened but didn't happen … "
"Sir, may I ask where you are going?" Was he going to find Dathrohan for revenge?
"I hope that tomorrow will give birth to a new dream, a dream that can help people overcome the nightmares and panic. This dream can no longer be concealed by profit and humor. Young man, I swear to you! "Old Fordring's footsteps were firm, and he threw something over without turning his head.
"I hope I can live to see that day." Lu Li reached out to catch the thing and shouted, "I have many knight friends. If possible, I hope to receive your guidance. "
"Let them come to me. You know the place." Old Fordring had no intention of refusing.
Lu Li had left a very good impression on him. How could a friend like this be lacking?
In order to use this broken body to do something that he should have done, he now needed a large number of people, and he didn't mind adding more adventurers.
Small camp, mentor!
This was Lu Li's harvest today, and it was a very rich harvest.
In the near future, Darien Mograine, Alessandro Mograine's most beloved youngest son, wielded the fallen Ashbringer. Under Arthas's command, he led a huge army consisting of Death Knights, Ghouls, and Plague Giants to attack the Light's Hope Chapel.
Under the powerful attack of the Death Army, the Silver Dawn troops of the Light's Hope Chapel were almost completely wiped out.
At that time, Tirion Fordring would appear in a magnificent manner, killing all the undead creatures in an instant.
He would obtain the fallen Ashbringer, and the surging power of holy light would instantly purify the divine artifact. The divine artifact chose its master, and he would become the third master of the Ashbringer.
At that time, the Lich King Arthas would also appear, but he underestimated Old Fordring, who had already controlled the Ashbringer.
Old Fordring displayed his might and directly repelled Arthas.
With the divine artifact in his hands, the old Paladin became the true King of Paladins. Countless Paladins found a new leader to lead them forward.
Tirion Fordring announced that the Silver Hand and Silver Dawn would merge into the Silver Crusade, and vowed to defeat the Lich King. The Lich King had to pay for what he had done!
For players, the Silver Crusade was a very strong small camp, and was the place that Paladin players yearned for the most.
The players of Ruling Sword had the opportunity to have the King of Paladins as a mentor. This treatment was comparable to having a pile of Epic equipment in front of Lu Li, and it had a huge effect on the strength of Ruling Sword.
Of course, not all Paladins met the conditions, but Lu Li wasn't blinded by it.
He stood on this bloody and holy battlefield. The cold wind swept past, bringing with it the song of the dead, like a requiem. May all souls return to peace, he silently prayed.
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