Chapter 1258 Arashi (I mean the meat dumplings are salty and not tasty)

To be honest, Nanhai Town has been having a hard time during this period. This is not because Duanmu Huai and others arrived on this planet, but before that, Nanhai Town was already a little stretched.

From the map, it can be seen that to reach the Alliance's territory from here, you need to pass through the Arathi Highlands, then go to the wetlands through the Sador Bridge, and then you can go to Dun Morogh or Theramore through the Port of Menethil.

But the problem is that not long ago, the Sador Bridge was blown up by the Dark Iron Dwarves, and the Arathi Highlands were also blocked by the Horde. In this way, Nanhai Town is trapped in the Hillsbrad Foothills.

Nanhai Town actually thought about breaking through the blockade of the Arathi Highlands again and repairing the Sador Bridge. But they were also attacked by the Forsaken, the farms that were originally responsible for supplying food were destroyed, the Jade Mine Cave that produced iron ore was also seized by the Forsaken, and even the former mayor of Nanhai Town was assassinated.

Mayor Maleb originally planned to ask for help from the dwarf stronghold of Dungalor at the junction of Hillsbrad Foothills and Arathi Highlands, but he sent someone to take a look and found that Dungalor had also been slaughtered by the Horde!

Now Southshore is completely in trouble.

Although Southshore also has a dock, there are only a few fishing boats here. What's more terrible is that there are no Horde on the sea, but there are Nagas on the sea! If you dare to go out to sea, your fishing boat will be sunk in minutes!

At present, Southshore is surrounded by enemies. If the Inquisition had not purified the Undercity and scared away the undead of Tarren Mill, I am afraid that Southshore would have completely surrendered to the Forsaken's salami-cutting tactics.

However, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. Before Southshore could be happy for a few days, another undead summoned a group of skeleton soldiers to attack.

Although the group of undead was defeated with the help of Duanmu Huai, Nanhai Town also paid a huge price. Their griffin administrator died in this battle, and the griffins under their management also fled and disappeared.

Although this world is just an underdeveloped magic civilization, it already has many modern concepts. For example, griffins are actually equivalent to single-person aircraft, which can be ridden back and forth between fixed routes. Before, Nanhai Town relied on griffins to keep in touch with Dun Morogh and Stormwind City, and was able to obtain some material support.

Now, the last line of contact has been cut off, and Nanhai Town has completely fallen into a state of isolation and helplessness.

The arrival of Duanmu Huai and his group gave Mayor Marebu a glimmer of hope. He specially wrote a letter and asked Duanmu Huai to take it to the Alliance station to seek support from Stormwind City.

Of course, this is not an easy task. As mentioned before, Arathi Highlands is now in the hands of the Horde, and the Sador Bridge was blown up by the Dark Iron Dwarves. It is not easy to successfully reach the Alliance through these places without some skills. Others don’t say it, at least Duanmu Huai looks very capable. In addition, they are the only team of adventurers passing by here in this period of time, and Mayor Marebu has no other choice.

Although Mayor Marebu can’t give much reward, Duanmu Huai is still very happy to take on this task. On the one hand, as the chief judge of the Tribunal, it is his duty to protect humans. On the other hand, Marebu is also an official endorsement. At least with this letter and Marebu’s introduction, Duanmu Huai will be easier to communicate with people from the Alliance instead of directly killing them.

So after resting for a night in Nanhai Town, everyone immediately set off on the road and headed towards Arathi Highlands.

Duanmu Huai originally planned to see how good the food here was, but Nanhai Town had not had any supplies for such a long time, and there were only fish and salted fish left in the hotel... There was no choice but to grit his teeth and bear it.

Because there was no threat, the road to Arathi Highlands was somewhat boring, but it was not boring for the girls, because they were talking about a story at the moment.

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. Seeing Duanmu Huai and others, he naturally came up to ask for rewards shamelessly. Duanmu Huai also wanted to know more about the situation in this world, so he gave the other party a little of the reward given to him by Mayor Mareb.

The latter happily accepted the reward, and then sang and played to everyone to tell the story of a fallen prince.

According to the bard, a long time ago, Undercity was not called Undercity. 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 who was trusted and loved by everyone.

Why did that land become what it is now? The most important thing is the fall of this prince. To mention the fall of Prince Arthas, we have to mention the key event in it—the Stratholme Massacre.

This matter itself is actually not complicated. An evil undead cult spread a kind of plague that would kill other people and turn them into undead creatures. When Prince Arthas led the army to follow the clues all the way to Stratholme, the plague here had already broken out.

Prince Arthas and his mentor Uther had a big argument because of this. Prince Arthas insisted that the people in Stratholme should be eliminated as soon as possible to prevent the spread of the plague. But Uther thought it was inhumane and opposed Arthas's order, so Arthas revoked Uther's position and personally led his troops into Stratholme to kill every living life there.

After that, Arthas went to Northrend under the guidance of the Dreadlord and eventually fell. When he came back from Northrend, he killed his father with his own hands and turned the whole of Lordaeron into the ghost it is now.

What the girls discussed was whether this choice of Arthas was correct.

Of course, for Duanmu Huai, Arthas did nothing wrong. In fact, if it were the Inquisition, for the sake of safety, let alone Stratholme, the people in the entire East and West Plaguelands would be completely slaughtered. Then a fire burned them all to ashes to prevent the outbreak of the plague to the greatest extent.

Arthas only slaughtered Stratholme, which was too stingy in Duanmu Huai's opinion!

Homura Akemi and Kisaragi didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but Naruse Mio and Maria were somewhat uneasy. Of course, they could understand Arthas's actions, but when they thought about the prince leading his soldiers to massacre the people he was supposed to protect, they felt a little sad for him.

Duanmu Huai only had one comment on this.

"It's a pity. If the Tribunal was here, we would do better."

"…………………………"

Well, Duanmu Huai's words killed the debate and made the girls shut up.

Indeed, if it was the Tribunal, it would not be a matter of Stratholme alone that died, because according to the bard, the other party mixed the plague virus in the food, so from the perspective of the Tribunal, since there was no solution and the plague could not be spread to harm humans, the best way was to purify the entire plague land.

So the bard said that the beginning of Arthas's fall was the massacre in Stratholme, which was pure nonsense in Duanmu Huai's view. The plague spread quickly, and there was no way to solve it in a short period of time. If you don't eliminate it, will you keep it for the New Year?

On the contrary, the man named Uther made Duanmu Huai feel very suspicious. He even suspected that Uther might be a demon believer. After all, the other party tried his best to prevent Arthas from eliminating the spread of the plague. Could it be that Uther was also a member of an evil sect or an insider?

Well, it is very likely.

I don’t know how the man named Uther is now. If he is still alive, Duanmu Huai will definitely catch him and torture him.

After all, according to Duanmu Huai’s experience as an inquisitor, people who do this kind of behavior are either stupid or bad, or they may be stupid and bad.

In short, no matter which one, it must be an enemy of mankind.

At this time, everyone had passed through Hillsbrad Foothills and came to the Thoradin Wall, which is located on the border between it and Arathi Highlands.

According to Mayor Mareb, originally there were dwarves guarding this place, but unfortunately the dwarves' base Dun Garok was slaughtered by the Forsaken. The scouts sent by Mareb did not find any useful clues inside, only a badge from the dwarves, so he also gave this badge to Duanmu Huai, hoping that he would tell the dwarves when he passed by Dun Morogh.

Well, taking two tasks at a time, this mayor is quite easy to deal with.

After passing through the Thoradin Wall, Duanmu Huai and others were blocked as expected. Fortunately, there was Mayor Mareb's token, so the other party did not fight with Duanmu Huai immediately, but took Duanmu Huai to the Alliance camp in the Refuge Valley.

Here, Duanmu Huai met the Marshal of the Arathor Alliance, Oslet.

"So you want to cross Arathi Highlands?"

Looking at Duanmu Huai in front of him, Marshal Oslet's expression was a little doubtful. To be honest, the big man in front of him gave him a very dangerous feeling. If there was no little girl sitting on him, and the girls behind him looked harmless, Marshal Oslet would have ordered people to take him down long ago.

"Of course I understand that the situation in Nanhai Town is very critical now, and the abnormality in Tirisfal Glades also needs to be investigated, but the problem is that we can't do anything now."

Marshal Oslet sighed helplessly.

"The tribe has completely blocked this area. Unless we can take it back, everything is a fantasy."

"Then take it back, what's so difficult?"

Duanmu Huai seemed very straightforward, or for him, things were originally that simple.

"But we don't have enough population."

Although Marshal Oslet 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 blown up, so naturally there is no way to transport supplies in large quantities. Although the griffin can be responsible for carrying goods, but carrying supplies for thousands of people at a time, do you intend to tire the griffin to death?

Griffins also have tempers.

So Marshal Oslet only left a part of the people and lived on the supplies from Nanhai Town.

As a result, Nanhai Town was also raided by the tribe. According to the principle of "lips and teeth are 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?"

"certainly."

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."

"Well…………………"

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. He is here for traveling, not to stay at home.

"How many people are there in total?"

"The tribe invested 300 soldiers in each of the sawmill, blacksmith shop, mine and animal pen for defense. Only the farm is located behind the blasphemers, and the undead don't need to eat, so there are not many troops to guard it."

"alright, I got it."

Hearing this, Duanmu Huai nodded, then turned to look at the girls.

"Get ready, let's go kill these heretical bastards!"