Chapter 1258 Arashi (I mean the meat dumplings are salty and not delicious)
To be honest, life in Nanhai Town has been difficult during this period. This did not start when Duanmu Huai and others arrived on this planet, but before that, Nanhai Town was already a little stretched.
It can be seen from the map that to reach the Alliance territory from here, you need to pass through the Arathi Highlands, then pass through the Sador Bridge to the wetlands, and then reach Dun Morogh or Theramore through Menethil Port.
But the problem is that not long ago, the Sador Bridge was blown up by the Dark Iron Dwarves, and the Arathi Highlands were blocked by tribal troops. As a result, Nanhai Town was trapped in the Hillsbrad Hills.
Nanhai Town actually thought about breaking through the blockade of Arathi Highlands again and repairing the Sador Bridge. But they were also attacked by the Forgotten. The farm that was originally responsible for supplying food was destroyed. The Jasper Mine that produced iron ore was also seized by the Forgotten. Even the former mayor of Nanhai Town was assassinated.
Originally, the mayor of Mareb planned to ask for help from the dwarf stronghold of Dangaror, located at the junction of Hillsbrad Hills and Arathi Highlands. However, he sent someone over to take a look. Well, Dangaror was also massacred by the tribe. Got it!
Now Nanhai Town is completely numb.
Although Nanhai Town also has a pier, there are only a few fishing boats here. What's even worse is that there are no tribes on the sea, but there are Nagas on the sea! If your fishing boat dares to go out to sea, it will be scuttled by you in minutes!
At present, Southsea Town is besieged on all sides. If the Inquisition had not purified the Undercity and scared away the undead of Tarren Mill, Southsea Town might have completely surrendered to the sausage-slicing tactics of the Forgotten.
However, misfortunes never come alone. Before Nanhai Town could be happy for a few days, another undead summoned a group of skeleton soldiers and came to the door.
Although the group of undead were defeated with the help of Duanmu Huai, Nanhai Town also paid a heavy price. Their griffin administrator died in the battle, and the griffins he managed fled in all directions and disappeared without a trace.
Although this world is just an underdeveloped magical civilization, it already has many modern concepts. For example, griffins are actually equivalent to single-person airplanes that can be ridden to move back and forth between fixed routes. Previously, Southsea Town relied on griffins to maintain contact with Dun Morogh and Stormwind City, and was able to obtain some material support.
Now, the last line of communication has been cut off, and Nanhai Town is completely isolated and helpless.
The arrival of Duanmuhuai and the others gave Mayor Mareb a glimmer of hope. He wrote a letter specifically asking Duanmuhuai to take him to the alliance station so that he could seek support from Stormwind City.
Of course, this is not an easy task. As mentioned before, the Arathi Highlands are now in the hands of the tribe, and the Sador Bridge was blown up by the Dark Iron Dwarves. It is not easy to successfully reach the Alliance territory through these places without any skills. , and let alone others, at least Duanmu Huai looked like he was good at fighting. In addition, they were the only group of adventurers that passed by here during this period, and Mayor Mareb had no other choice.
Although the reward Mayor Mareb could offer was not much, Duanmuhuai still happily accepted the task. On the one hand, as the Grand Inquisitor of the Tribunal, it is his duty to protect mankind. On the other hand, Mareb's this can be regarded as an official endorsement. At least with this letter and Mareb's introduction, Duanmu Huai met the Alliance. It is also easier for people over there to communicate, rather than just beating each other to death.
So after resting for a night in Nanhai Town, everyone immediately set off on the road, heading towards the Arathi Highlands.
Duanmu Huai originally planned to see how the food here was, but it turned out that Nanhai Town had been without supplies for such a long time, and there were only fish and dried salted fish left in the hotel... There was no other way, so he had to bite the bullet and endure it.
Because there is no threat, the road to Arathi Highlands is somewhat boring, but it is not boring for the girls, because they are currently discussing a story.
A story about Stratholme.
This story was told by a bard when everyone was having breakfast in the hotel this morning. This unlucky bard was trapped in Nanhai Town with nowhere to go. When he saw Duanmu Huai and others, he naturally came to ask for help shamelessly. Duanmuhuai also wanted to know more about the world, so he shared a little of the reward given to him by Mayor Mareb to the other party.
The latter happily accepted the reward, and then sang and sang a story about a fallen prince to everyone.
According to the bard, a long time ago, the Undercity was not called the Undercity. At that time, it was the capital of a human country called Lordaeron, and Lordaeron was the most powerful human force in the Alliance at that time. At that time, Prince Arthas of Lordaeron was also a prince deeply trusted and loved by everyone.
And why did that land become what it is now? The most important of these is the fall of this prince. To mention the fall of Prince Alsace, one has to mention the key event in it - the Stratholme Massacre.
The matter itself is actually not complicated. An evil undead cult is spreading some kind of plague that will kill other people and turn them into undead creatures. When Prince Arthas led his army to follow the clues all the way to Stratholme, the plague had broken out here.
A big dispute broke out between Prince Arthas and his mentor Uther at that time. Prince Arthas insisted that the people of Stratholme should be eliminated as soon as possible to prevent the spread of the plague. However, Uther thought this was inhumane and opposed Arthas's order, so Arthas dismissed Uther from his post and personally led his troops into Stratholme, killing every living life among them.
After that, Arthas went to Northrend under the inducement of the Dreadlord, and eventually fell. When he returned from Northrend, he killed his father with his own hands and turned the entire Lordaeron into a This is a ghost look now.
What the girls discussed was whether Alsace's choice was correct.
Of course, as far as Duanmuhuai is concerned, Alsace has done nothing wrong. In fact, if it were the Inquisition, for the sake of safety, the people in the entire Eastern and Western Plague Lands, let alone Stratholme, would be completely slaughtered. Then burn them all to ashes in a fire to prevent the outbreak of plague to the greatest extent.
Alsace only slaughtered Stratholme, which seemed too stingy to Duanmuhuai!
Xiaomi Homura and Kisara didn't think there was any problem with this, but Naruse Mio and Maria were somewhat uneasy. Of course, they could understand Alsace's approach, but they just thought that the prince would lead his soldiers to massacre. The people he was supposed to protect felt somewhat sorry for him.
Duanmuhuai has only one sentence to comment on this.
"What a shame, we would have done better if the Inquisition were here."
“……………………”
Well, Duanmu Huai killed the argument with one sentence and made the girls shut up obediently.
Indeed, if it were the Tribunal, the problem of the city of Stratholme would not be the problem, because according to the bard, the other party had adulterated the food with the plague virus, so from the perspective of the Tribunal, because If we can't find a solution, and we can't let these plagues spread and harm mankind, then the best way is to purify the entire plague land.
Therefore, the bard said that the beginning of the fall of Alsace was the massacre of Stratholme. In Duanmuhuai's view, it is pure nonsense. The plague spreads quickly, and there is no way to solve it in a short period of time. If you don't eliminate it, why don't you keep it for the New Year? ?
On the contrary, it was the man named Uther who made Duanmuhuai feel very suspicious. He even doubted whether Uther might be a demon believer. After all, the other party tried its best to prevent Alsace from eradicating the spread of the plague. Could it be that the man named Uther was also a member of an evil sect or an internal agent?
Well, quite possibly.
I don’t know what is happening to the man named Uther now. If he is still alive, Duanmuhuai will definitely arrest him and torture him.
After all, according to Duanmu Huai's experience as a judge, generally people who do this kind of behavior are either stupid or bad, or they can be both stupid and bad.
In short, no matter which one, it must be that the enemy of mankind has not escaped. At this time, everyone had passed through the Hillsbrad Hills and arrived at Thoradin's Wall, the border between it and the Arathi Highlands.
According to Mayor Mareb, dwarves were originally responsible for guarding this place. Unfortunately, the dwarves' stronghold here, Dangarok, was massacred by the Forgotten. The scouts sent by Mareb did not find any useful clues inside. Only one badge from the dwarves was found, so he gave the badge to Duanmu Huai, hoping that he would talk to the dwarves when passing by Dun Morogh.
Well, taking on two tasks at once, the mayor is pretty easy to handle.
After passing through Thoradin's Wall, Duanmuhuai and others were blocked as expected. Fortunately, they had Mayor Mareb's token, so the other party did not fight Duanmuhuai immediately, but brought Duanmu Huai came to the alliance camp located in the refuge valley.
Here, Duanmuhuai met Marshal Oslet of the Arathor coalition.
"So you want to cross the Arathi Highlands?"
Looking at Duanmuhuai in front of him, Marshal Oslet's expression was a little uncertain. To be honest, the big man in front of him gave him a very dangerous feeling. If it weren't for the fact that there was a little girl sitting on him, the girls behind him would have looked the same. It looked like it was harmless to humans and animals, and Marshal Auslet had already ordered someone to take it down.
"Of course I understand that the situation in Southsea Town is very critical now, and the anomalies in Tirisfal Glades also need to be investigated, but the problem is that we can't do anything now."
Marshal Auslet sighed helplessly.
"The Horde has completely sealed off this area. Unless we can take it back, everything is an illusion."
"Then just take it back. What's the problem?"
Duanmuhuai seemed very straightforward, or for him, things were originally that simple.
“But we are underpopulated.”
Even though Marshal Auslet has the title of "Marshal", his army here does not exceed 300 people, which is miserable. In fact, this is also related to the bombing of the Sador Bridge. The bridge was damaged by the bombing, so naturally there was no way to transport supplies in large quantities. Although the griffon can be responsible for carrying goods, if you are carrying supplies for thousands of people at a time, do you plan to tire the griffin to death?
Griffons also have tempers, right?
Therefore, Marshal Auslet only left some of his people behind, relying on supplies from Nanhai Town.
As a result, Nanhai Town was also taken over by the tribe. Originally, according to the principle of lip death and teeth cold, Marshal Oslet should also send troops to help, but.........
"Look."
Standing in front of the closed gate of the military camp, Marshal Oslet pointed to the ground in the distance with a serious expression. From the alliance camp, he could clearly see the battlefield situation in front of him. This battlefield is named Arathi Basin. It was once an important stronghold for the Alliance, but now, this stronghold has been completely occupied by the tribe. Patrol soldiers of the tribe can be seen everywhere.
"According to our reconnaissance results, there are almost a thousand people on the opposite side. We are no match at all. To be honest, I have also tried to lead people to retake the Arathi Basin, but failed many times."
"But then, wouldn't these tribe members be trapped here too?"
Looking at the scene in front of her, Naruse Mio raised her own question in confusion.
"Don't they have supply problems?"
"Of course."
Marshal Auslet nodded seriously.
"We originally chose to build a stronghold here because we liked the environment here. There is a mine in the Arathi Basin, and there is a sawmill above. At the same time, we also built a blacksmith shop for supply needs. So from this point For children, they are not afraid of running out of supplies at all. As for food..."
Having said this, Marshal Auslet smiled bitterly.
"The undead don't need to eat."
"Uh..."
Okay, that makes sense. Indeed, if you have become an undead creature, what else can you eat?
Therefore, the Alazo coalition forces were contained here. They originally had few manpower. If they divided their forces again, the other side could concentrate on a complete breakthrough. Not to mention Thoradin's Wall would fall, and Nanhai Town would not be able to defend it. Therefore, even if he knew that the rear was very critical at the moment, Marshal Auslet really had no other better way than to stand still.
But this does not mean that Duanmu Huai will accompany him here to stare stupidly. I am here for traveling, not to stay at home.
"How many people are there in total?"
"The tribe invested three hundred soldiers in the sawmill, blacksmith shop, mine and animal stable to defend each. Only the farm was located behind the blasphemers, and the undead did not need to eat, so there were not many troops to guard it."
"Okay, I understand."
Hearing this, Duanmu Huai nodded, then turned to look at the girls.
"Get ready, let's go kill these heretical bastards!"