Chapter 162: The battle between rumors and the Holy Light
"Tie it up tight and hang him up."
"This orc is so heavy!"
"That's right, this is King Saurfang, haha. I didn't expect that the orc hero would kneel down and beg for his life."
"Are we going to let him go like this? This damn executioner, he has eaten so many of our colleagues."
The paladins tied King Saurfang tightly and lifted him up to the top of the flagpole.
"Don't worry, the undead will help us deal with him."
Ordinary soldiers did not know that Medivh protected Saurfang, and Mograine could only explain it this way.
Seeing Saurfang tied up like a rice dumpling on the high flagpole, Mograine felt a sense of revenge.
Saurfang on the flagpole was swaying in the wind and could only scream. His body was dripping with blood, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he had no idea how many bones were broken.
The paladins showed no mercy to the beast that ate their own colleagues, they just ensured that he would not die.
Mograine silently thought about his next plan. He ordered all weapons and food to be taken away. As for the siege equipment that was inconvenient to carry, he could only burn it with fire.
As a senior general of the Silver Hand, Mograine knew where to hide. Behind the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, through a rugged deep mountain canyon, in a dense forest that was not infected by the plague, a Silver Hand's temple was built.
The secret base is located in a dangerous terrain and is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is a good place to stay.
Not long after Mograine withdrew, a group of undead rushed into the orc camp.
They built a bonfire in the camp, then lowered King Saurfang down and placed it on the fire to roast slowly.
Immediately, the undead dispersed in a rush, and a portal opened outside the camp.
A pair of exquisite leather boots stepped out of the portal. Jaina walked out of the portal, looked at the orcs roasting over the charcoal fire, smelled the aroma of barbecue, and said with a smile:
"Isn't this the invincible King Saurfang? Why does he look so miserable?"
Behind Jaina is the guardian Medivh. Medivh feels a special headache. The orcs have been getting worse and worse recently, and he always needs to come out to wipe his butt. Speaking of which, Medivh is quite annoying as a nanny.
"Put him down, Jaina."
Medivh's voice was full of disappointment.
The split of the Silver Hand requires a legitimate reason, and the Holy Light is undoubtedly the best excuse.
Under the deliberate arrangement of Adjutant Fairbanks, rumors and news of the burning of siege equipment spread to the Stratholme military camp.
"What?" Uther was so shocked that he stood up after hearing the news from the scout.
"Are you saying that Mograine got the Holy Light's will, killed thousands of orcs with less than a hundred personal guards, and captured King Saurfang alive? This is impossible, the Holy Light is on our side."
Uther has never doubted the Holy Light. If he is not the messenger of light who can directly listen to the voice of Naaru, who else has this qualification.
Angry at Mograine's betrayal, Uther was more concerned about the Light's choice.
In contrast, Uther didn't even bother to ask about the burning of the siege equipment.
The scout already had contempt for Uther, and said without being humble or arrogant:
"Lord Lightbringer, King Saurfang has been brought back. The truth will be known if you ask."
There is a saying that goes, rumors stop with the wise.
But in fact, people rarely notice that rumors mostly originate from wise men.
King Saurfang is undoubtedly a wise man, and he needs to find enough excuses for his failure.
In front of Thrall, Uther, Sylvanas, Jaina and others, Saurfang insisted.
"It is the power of the Holy Light. Mograine has received the blessing of the Holy Light. All his bodyguards are like gods descending to earth. Our brave warriors have fought bloody battles. Although they have killed many enemies, they are still invincible.
"
Uther is confused. When did the coming of gods become so worthless?
Originally, Uther planned to immediately lead troops to attack Mograine and eliminate the traitors, but now he is a little timid.
Is the Holy Light really on Mograine's side?
The guards whispered, and the rumors quickly spread like wings.
The Knights of the Silver Hand soon became unstable.
The fear of being brutally eaten by orcs at any time always weighs on the hearts of every Paladin, making them uneasy and unable to sleep peacefully.
Now, Mograine has given them a way out, a new choice, and even the Holy Light is willing to help them.
Paladins from the Silver Hand continue to flee.
The sentries who went out to patrol disappeared, and the team urging supplies defected to Mograine. At night, a certain paladin went out to relieve himself, but he did not come back, and a large group of people even defected.
The morale of the army was unstable and there were constant escapes. Uther finally couldn't sit still.
"I need to prove that the Holy Light is still on my side." He looked eagerly in the direction of Stratholme.
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When Robbie and Arthas rushed back to Stratholme, they were warmly welcomed by Baron Rivendell.
"You really did it." The Baron patted Robbie on the shoulder and said excitedly.
"It's just that I have better luck." Robbie said modestly.
For a war, luck is a very important factor, and Baron Rivendell understands this deeply.
The enemy has no siege equipment and lacks food and supplies. Stratholme can definitely be defended.
The two of them went down to rest.
After more than ten days of fatigue and a hot bath, Robbie felt completely comfortable. He lay on his back and put on his clothes. Suddenly he felt a lingering shadow in his heart, as if he had overlooked something important.
.
This ominous premonition was so terrible that it even made Robbie want to escape from Stratholme.
what is the reason?
Robbie thought carefully about the situation in Stratholme. The enemy had no siege equipment and lacked food and clothing.
The knights of the Silver Hand were on the run, the orcs did not have enough to eat and lacked strength, and the elf rangers were not accustomed to the environment and fell ill a lot.
There is no reason to be in danger!
Could it be that Baron Rivendell couldn't help but go out of the city to cover up the killing and fall into the enemy's trap?
Robbie shook his head. The Baron was not such an irrational person. He couldn't figure it out for a while and had to go to bed to rest.
After a dreamless night, I just woke up when a guard knocked on the door, asking for an invitation from the Prince of Alsace.
In the chapel of Stratholme, Alsace's eyes were bloodshot, and he was thinking hard while holding the stone slab engraved with the runes of the Holy Light.
Obviously, he has not rested since he came back from the fight and has been delving into the secret of the fifth Holy Light Rune.
"The dead soul told me that Uther is coming to attack the city." Arthas' voice was hoarse because he had not had a good rest: "Uther is eager to prove that he is still the only bringer of light."
Use the power of the gods to shake the walls of Stratholme?
Although the descending of the gods is extremely powerful, facing Stratholme with its high and thick city walls and elite defenders, it is no more than wishful thinking to conquer the city alone, and it may be possible to cause some damage.
"It doesn't matter, I will let Uther know that the Holy Light is not on his side." Robbie said confidently.
Uther relies on the ability of the God to descend given to him by the Naaru. Robbie has mastered the two runes of the God and the natural disaster. The power of the Holy Light and the runes of the dead combined will definitely be able to surpass the single God's arrival.
Arthas took his armor and warhammer and carefully handed them to Robbie:
"The soldiers of Stratholme need His Highness to boost their morale."
"Your Highness, are you asking me to pretend to be you and fight Uther?"
Robbie hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed. Alsace had considered it very carefully.
If Robbie goes into battle, he will definitely bring the Ax of Violence, which will expose the secret of the Holy Light Orcs.
Robbie had a hunch that the orc's identity would play a big role.
Giving the Ax of Violence to Alsace for safekeeping, Robbie put on Alsace's armor, took the war hammer Holy Light of Justice, left the chapel, and climbed the city wall.
In the church, Arthas looked at the Ax of Violence.