[Warcraft] Argent Dawn Death Knight's Readme

After the purification of Stratholme, a hearty heavy rain fell on this blood-washed city. On the red streets, the dilapidated houses were finally overwhelmed by the corrosion of the rain and collapsed.

When the troops left Stratholme, I looked back at that hellish city. The once luxurious and prosperous city was finally turned into ruins. From the fountain made of white tiles in King's Square, crimson liquid was constantly gushing out. , like blooming poppies, embellished by green grain boxes...

Alsace reined in his horse and stood blankly on the cliff. The unrecognizable Stratholme gave him a sense of ambiguity, and even he himself could hardly believe it was real.

In the haze, I saw Alsace standing alone in the rain, letting the rain wash away the blood that had already solidified on his face... He looked up at the cloudy sky, and the rain dripped into his eyes and slid down the corners of his eyes.

He is always used to bear all the grief alone, and all kinds of responsibilities make him almost lose the power to vent... I can only watch from a distance, but I can't change anything.

Nathanos patted my shoulder weakly, and I saw a trace of melancholy flashing across his eyes in a trance.

Tailan stood beside me motionless as if he had lost his soul. Through the dense rain curtain, I vaguely heard him whispering, as if mourning for the dead.

Yeah, Haldir has left us.. I almost experienced the worst thing on that day..

That night, I left the camp as usual. The cold moonlight was shining on my tired shoulders. I don’t know how long I walked aimlessly in the dark. The endless night seemed to swallow me up...

I'm starting to hate my sharp senses... now all I hear is the sobbing in my ears.It seemed to be his own hallucination, lingering.

Maybe it's really an illusion. Once you close your eyes, Stratholme's nightmare will repeat itself, and even the screams of the infected residents before they die are so real...'

The light like frost and snow slanted down from the Milky Way, and the slender and slender shadows swayed on the ground wrapped in silver.The blond-haired elf Uyo looked at his homeland beyond the galaxy, and his singing voice conveying longing and sorrow echoed in the dark night.

"Christ."

A gentle and tired voice came, and Christian looked back. Alsace was walking slowly with heavy steps, like a ghost walking out of the grave. Under the moonlight, that handsome face His face looked pale.

"Your Highness...what's the matter with you?" For some reason, she didn't call him by his name directly...

"Call me Alsace." He was a little helpless, forced a smile: "How many times have I told you, don't call me Your Highness."

At this moment, he stopped in his tracks, and the evening wind was combing his already somewhat messy long hair. Under the moonlight, Christian had an illusion for a moment, that it seemed to be... silver.

"I'm fine...don't worry."

"Alsace..."

Christian hesitated to speak.

"I'm really sorry about the matter of Haldir...I'm the one who got you all involved. Even regarding the matter of the Silver Hand, even Tyran..."

"It's not your fault, Arthas... What's more, we joined this battle voluntarily."

"Haldir was a great priest... many noble people died in this war against the Scourge, and because of this, I will not let these people die in vain. What they insist on, I want Keep them safe."

Arthas closed his blue eyes, but when the eyes were closed and darkness fell, the tragedy of Stratholme seemed to be vividly remembered...

"I have to start preparing for the Northern Expedition... If Mal'Ganis is not defeated, countless people in Lordaeron will be murdered like the residents of Stratholme."

Christian only felt a little shocked: "Is the expedition going so soon?"

"Uther will definitely not support such a move...Maybe I need time to recruit some soldiers. So it's not too early."

"Don't worry." She said without thinking: "If the mentor doesn't support it, there will be me and Tailan...and those who pin their hopes on you."

Alsace shook his head: "There are still many areas in Lordaeron that are plagued by plague. For this Northern Expedition, I hope that you and Tailan can stay in the Eastern Kingdom... While I am away from Lordaeron, I will command the army here, Protect those people for me..."

"But……"

"After everything I've been through, the only ones I can trust now... are you."

'No one can predict what will happen in this Northern Expedition... After leaving Lordaeron, it is unknown whether we can come back, so Arthas doesn't want me and Tyran to go with him to the Northern Expedition, right?However, when he said that sentence, I felt that I couldn't bear to expose his purpose in person...

The next day, Alsace began to recruit soldiers, and many people enthusiastically joined the ranks of the Northern Expedition. Thassarian still supported the prince as always.

Perhaps, the time of parting is not far away...Alsace...

My dear friend...may the light be with you...

I have never forgotten my promise to Haldir...to bring him back to Quel'Thalas.Nathanos, the ranger, seemed ready to follow me.

There may be undead on the road to Quel'Thalas, and I don't feel safe leaving my friends alone.That's what Nathanos said... Actually, he probably wants to go to Quel'Thalas.Don't even look at who's there...

Before leaving, Tai Lan was preparing to support Hedwin County. Although commanding the troops to fight is very hard, it is unexpected that he can find time to send me away...

Why do I vaguely feel that what will happen after leaving him this time...'

At the three-forked intersection, several paladins looked at the road signs pointing to different destinations, and reined in their horses in unison.In the howling wind, the silver battle robe reflected the water-blue emblem, as if it were an unfallible banner...

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo!~~" Cub who was about to return home cheered and sang with excitement. It fluttered its gorgeous wings, as if urging Christian to move forward.

Christian tapped its head lightly, and Tai Lan beside him showed a gentle smile, like a holy light, giving people a warm feeling.

"Be careful all the way..." He whispered her name in her ear: "Christian."

"Taylan...I'll be back as soon as possible."

Christian turned the direction of the horse's head, "Everyone..." She hesitated for a moment, and finally summoned up her courage to say, "I'm going to Quel'Thalas."

Arthas and Thassarian nodded to her, "Take care, Christ."

"Take care of yourself……"

She took a last look at those who fought alongside her. In battles big and small, they had won mutual respect and trust, although she no longer knew that seeing Arthas and Thassarian again would be a When, but the memory of being with them, even if I think about it later, is so nostalgic...

"Crack!" Accompanied by Zai Zai's cheers, the strong war horse let out a long neigh, and galloped towards the Son of the Sun's home with all the wind and dust...

Tai Lan watched the slender figure silently. Under the burning sky, the long golden hair scattered into the air, dyed with a warm luster.Facing the rising sun, the silver battle robe reflected the red sun, and the red figure in the sky looked like a blooming rose...

The author has something to say: Tailan: Haldir, let it be fine if your milk is too watery, why are you pulling the DPS away?

Arthas: Now that the milk is gone, two powerful disciplinary knights and a hunter are not there, how can we fight Northrend?

Christian: Even if we go with you, it's enough to play a 5-player dungeon... The dungeon of purifying Stratholme is not bad...

Tirion: 5 players can still play the Hero Trial, do you want to mix some equipment with Tyran?

Tai Lan: Dad, it is enough for you to give me your Ashbringer... Frostmourne is just a cloud.