Lost In Azeroth

   Chapter 63 Persuasion

  Although the tall and thin figure on the river was dressed as an old farmer, but an ordinary farmer would have been scared to the ground when he saw these ships loaded with hatred, how could he dare to be so calm and independent in the wind.

   "This guy should be the target of his trip, Tirion Fordring..."

Su Chen landed the already tired Griffin down, and then walked quickly towards the tall and thin old man. Arthas' memory has the appearance of old Fordring, but it was the memory of when he was the lord of Hearth Valley many years ago. .

   "Arthas...His Royal Highness?" The tall and thin old man frowned and looked at Su Chen hesitantly, but quickly recognized his identity.

   However, although there was no movement on the surface, Su Chen could feel that his whole body was tense. It is estimated that as long as he moved slightly, he would immediately attack.

  Su Chen couldn't help showing a wry smile. Obviously, this tall and thin old man was indeed Old Fording, but although he lived in seclusion on this desolate riverside, the news was not completely blocked. He already knew the news of Alsace's fall.

   "It's me..." Su Chen did not continue to approach, but began to repeat his defense.

  Unexpectedly, he was originally worried that the old man would not believe his words like Mograine and others, but after listening to his explanation, Old Fordring immediately relaxed and saluted him.

   "Because I lost everything when I was in Northrend, I can't prove my identity now. Do you believe what I said..." Su Chen smiled bitterly.

   "Of course I believe that I am a useless old man living in seclusion here, and there should be nothing worth deceiving from the prince." Tirion laughed.

Hearing this, Su Chen shook his head and said, "I think you should already know the current situation in Lordaeron. The undead are raging everywhere, and the people are suffering. This country needs you, and the people also need you. I hope you can put on your clothes again. shirt."

"I have been expelled by the Silver Hand, and I have long since lost the power of the Holy Light. Now I am afraid I can't do anything other than farming on this small farm." Tirion spread his hands with a wry smile, looking unwilling to do so. out of the mountains.

In fact, in the history of World of Warcraft, old Fordring rushed into the execution ground to save the orcs after being deprived of the power of the Holy Light. He was completely treasonous. It continued for many years, only to recover after the death of his son Tyran.

   His current appearance is indeed not much different from that of an ordinary farmer.

   But Su Chen will not be deceived by this appearance.

  Uther couldn't use Holy Light after he was transformed into an undead, but his combat power was still topping the charts, and there was no problem with a single swipe of the psychic academy.

Old Fordring is also the first generation of Paladins, and his combat power will definitely not be inferior to him. What's more, it is not difficult for this old man to fully restore the power of the Holy Light. After getting the Ashbringer, he can even compete with the Lich King. contend.

   "Did you know that Teacher Uther died in Andorhal?" Su Chen said suddenly.

   "Uther died in battle?" Old Fordring's tall and thin body trembled obviously, and at the same time, a look of consternation appeared on his face.

   Since the undead natural disaster has almost completely controlled the plague land, the news of old Fordring is obviously a little behind.

   "In order to guard Andorhal, he and the paladins of the Silver Hand would rather die than retreat, and after he died, he was resurrected as an undead by those demons." Su Chen said in a deep voice.

   "These **** demons!" Old Fording's clenched fists could not help shaking slightly, obviously he was extremely angry.

"However, Uther is extremely loyal to Lordaeron, and his faith in the Holy Light is extraordinarily firm. Even if he becomes an undead, he is still free from the control of those demons, and he is still holding the old warhammer to save Lordaeron. He fought and recovered Kel Dallon himself." Su Chen said, but did not say that he used Frostmourne to wake Uther.

   "Oh, where is Uther now?" Old Fording finally breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Before I went to Quel'Thalas to warn the high elves to watch out for undead attacks, Teacher Uther was in Hearthglen, with Lord Tyran, but probably has left now..."

   "Fireplace Valley? Tyran?" Old Fordring's eyes widened immediately, obviously although he was living in seclusion, he still cared about his son very much.

"Well, Lord Tyran is leading the soldiers of Hearthglen to resist the attack of the undead. We originally planned to use Hearthglen as a base and then gradually recover Lordaeron, but during my trip to Quel'Thalas, Mo Glennie and the others also rushed to Hearthglen, and they thought that Teacher Uther had become an undead, so they expelled him."

   "Mograine... They are indeed too extreme." Old Fordring frowned slightly.

"Not only that, but they also took the remaining soldiers of Hearthglen to attack the capital of Lordaeron, which is likely to destroy the last resistance of Lordaeron, and once this last resistance fails, Hearthglen will certainly also They will be captured by those undead, so I hope you can come forward to dissuade them, so that the soldiers in Hearthglen will not die in vain." Su Chen stared at Tirion after saying that.

   Hearthglen was originally Tirion Fordring's domain, I believe he would not sit back and watch the people in his domain die in vain.

   "This...I need to think about it..." Tirion really hesitated.

"It's too late to think about it, I just came from Darrow County, which has just been captured by the undead and has become a ruin. Now there are many people all over Lordaeron who are trying their best to resist the attack of the undead, but they can't hold on for long. You should have seen the constant flow of boats on this river day and night. All the elites of the undead are transported on it. The arrival of every boat is likely to lead to the capture of a besieged village. We must do our best to save Lordaeron. My people, Tirion, Lordaeron needs you now!" Su Chen continued to persuade.

   "I am willing to fight for Lordaeron, but I have been exiled by the Silver Hand, and I can't go back..."

  Su Chen interrupted him immediately and said solemnly: "I will restore your former honor as the prince of Lordaeron, Lord Tirion, I order you to return to Hearthglen immediately."

   "Yes, Tirion obeys His Highness's order." Old Fording hesitated for a moment, and finally bowed slowly to salute Su Chen.

   "Then let's set off immediately." Su Chen was quite proud in his heart, and it was indeed most useful to rely on coercive orders to deal with such knights from military backgrounds.

   But after seeing Tirion pull out a pony without a saddle, the corners of Su Chen's eyes couldn't help jumping wildly.

   He immediately remembered the task of love and family in the game. Old Fordring rode such a pony to the Hearth Valley, but because he was a step behind, Tyran was killed by Ethan Lien.

   "Time is running out. Let's go back together in a griffin. If we go back earlier, we may be able to save a lot of people from dying."

   (end of this chapter)