Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

I'm sorry, my old father has already tried to chop me with an axe, but I disarmed him with one move, hehe.

Seeing that Galen refused to give in and stopped talking about Jaina, Daelin asked, "Why did you come to Stratholme alone this time? Is it just to watch the Alliance's trial of Tirion?"

Facing Dai Lin's question, Jialin couldn't say that he was here to poach people, right?

Lordaeron doesn't want Old Lord Freya, but we, the Crusaders, do!

OMG!

That's Tirion Fordring. Who could refuse to take old man as a follower?

That is something that millions of overlords and three generations of Lich Kings have not been able to do!

I'm going to order it, Garin!

Of course, this could not be said, so Jialin thought about it and instantly came up with a high-sounding reason.

"I didn't expect what happened to Fording. This time I came to East Wilder to track down the Sword Master of the Burning Blade Clan!" Garin pretended to be serious.

"The Swordmaster of the Burning Blade Clan!"

Admiral Dai Lin was stunned, and instantly remembered the group of ghostly orcs who assassinated and beheaded mid-level officers of the Alliance on the battlefield!

In addition to assassinations, these orc masters carrying clan banners would also go deep into the Alliance's rear to carry out sabotage, massacre civilians, and destroy logistical supply lines, causing great trouble to the Alliance.

This is also the reason why Lordaeron vigorously developed royal spies after the war and Stormwind Kingdom reorganized SI:7 as soon as possible.

It is said that food and supplies must be sent before the army moves. In addition to food and supplies, intelligence is also very important. Everyone is vigorously developing intelligence organizations.

In addition, there were many orcs who had escaped the net and were active on the borders of various territories, so they had to place spies in the undeveloped wilderness.

Later, everyone found out that Terenas, the leader of the Alliance, intended to use the alliance to reunite humanity. Most royal families were unwilling to give up their crowns, so everyone was busy trying to sabotage each other.

"What are they doing here!" Dai Lin clenched his fists, veins bulging on his arms.

"To save people, of course."

"Yes, the orc that Tirion protected, they are here to save him!" Daelin suddenly realized, "It seems that the old orc has a high status in the tribe. No, I have to inform Uther and Dathrohan."

After Dai Lin finished speaking, he looked at Jialin and asked for his opinion with his eyes.

Garin was happy to provide some entertainment to the Burning Blade Clan and shrugged indifferently.

"I have no objection. Go ahead, Uncle Dai Lin. I trust you to do this. Just don't reveal my whereabouts."

"Okay! I'll go right away!"

Daelin hurriedly wanted to leave the mansion and go to the council hall in Stratholme to find Uther. To deal with the swordmaster of the Burning Blade Clan, the most elite Knights of the Silver Hand had to be dispatched, otherwise ordinary soldiers would be just serving as food.

"Wait, Uncle Dai Lin!"

Garin grabbed the admiral.

"I have another piece of news for you. The missing Kel'Thuzad has returned to Lordaeron. He took refuge with a mysterious being in the northern continent. He returned this time to form a cult. The cult's goal is to spread the plague of death in the human kingdom."

"If I were you, I would go back to Kul Tiras right now and use the power of the church to check the food supply in the country and be careful of those cultists from spreading plague in the food."

"Remember, this is not an ordinary plague. It requires the power of magic and holy light to detect!"

After Garen finished speaking, without giving Daelin time to react, he waved his hand and teleported to the outside of Stratholme.

Kul Tiras is not Kel'Thuzad, or the hardest-hit area by the Scourge, and its degree of impact is not even as great as that of the Kingdoms of Gilneas and Stromgarde.

Garin only remembered that the territory of Dirisberg on the northern coast of Kul Tiras had been besieged by the Scourge, and he didn't know any other news.

Galen came to the outside of the city, ready to intercept Tirion who was preparing to break into the prison.

That's right, old Fordring is going to break out of prison, fulfill his promise, and save Eitrigg.

And what Galen expected was correct. Tirion was riding his beloved horse Mirador back to Stratholme from Hearthglen overnight.

Yesterday, after the trial, Tirion was escorted back to Hearthglen by his loyal retainers to reunite with his wife and children. His wife did not understand why her husband gave up everything for his so-called glory, and at the same time, she was unwilling to follow Tirion into the wilderness for the sake of her children.

Tirion left a letter for his son Taelan and headed straight for Stratholme overnight.

"You shouldn't have come!"

Just as Tirion was crossing a forest and approaching the east wall gate of Stratholme, a voice came from the slope ahead.

Tirion was startled and looked up. A tall human in tight leather armor was sitting casually on the slope, looking down at him.

When Tirion saw the human's face clearly, his vigilance instantly relaxed.

"Galin! Aha, it's you!"

Tirion was extremely excited. Although Galen was more than ten years younger than him, his position in Tirion's heart was no less than that of his wife and children!

Tirion jumped off his horse, ran up the slope, and hugged Galen tightly.

"Brother, you know everything? I know I shouldn't come, but I have to come!"

"You will help me, right?" Garen is Tirion's guide on the path of the Paladin. It was Garen who presided over the Holy Light Awakening Ceremony for several of them and has been teaching them many Holy Light combat skills!

Both a teacher and a friend!

"I will indeed help you, but I don't agree with you doing it yourself. The moment you show up, you will bring more trouble to your wife and children."

"Justice needs to be enforced, not just spoken, even at a heavy price."

"Hey, the hatred between humans and orcs is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. The anger of others will make you fall into the abyss."

"I still stick to my path of Holy Light!"

"The way of Holy Light? Hehe, you are gone, but Uther held back. The power of Holy Light in your body was only sealed. He left you a way out."

Tirion raised his head suddenly, a gleam of hope in his eyes: "Galin, you have a way to break the seal, right? Help me!"

"No, Uther's seal is nothing to me, but to me, the seal is more like a test for you. I hope you can break it yourself!"

"But……"

Tirion's heart sank to the bottom. Without the blessing of the sacred power of Holy Light, his fighting ability was weakened by 70%. The hope of rescuing Eitrigg was slim, especially when Tirion was unwilling to hurt those innocent guards.

"Don't worry about that orc buddy...friend, his people will come to rescue him."

"what!"

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it. Once this information was mentioned, Tirion became even more worried!

Not every orc has a heart of honor like Eitrigg!