"Great Lord, why should we hand over the mission of eliminating the natural disaster undead in the western Tirisfalin land to those greedy goblins?"

Hudson didn't understand Locke's decision, and for this reason, Iva would spend nearly tens of thousands of gold coins. You should know that Iva and the recruit training camp in the monastery have never stopped running. After training so many recruits, they did not pull out to fight, but hired a group of goblins to fight.

This kind of decision is really difficult for Hudson to understand.

"General, we have many places to use the recruits we trained soon. But not in the Tirisfalinland," Locke put down the quill in his hand. He rubbed his red-red wrists and stretched his waist to lean on the seat behind him. "The Agamander family's stronghold occupied by natural disasters needs to be pulled out, but that place is not suitable for our recruits to train in actual combat. Our great mages have never recommended attacking there, and it is said that there is any evil magic that is shrouded there."

"Although there are no large army of natural disasters and undead troops in other places, the western Tirisfalin land is high and dense. We have cleared it once before, but no civilians are willing to migrate there to live. I heard from our agents report that there are some undeads who have already begun to gather there. This is not good news, they probably came down from Mofang Town."

"These places will involve our energy. Instead of dragging them, it is better to hand it over to the mercenaries. Let them handle Mofang Town, and clean up the Sitirisfalin land for us, and then move the inside and outside of the undead barrier, as well as the refugees who stayed in Gadal and Breil to the Quiet Town."

"The land there shouldn't be just some weeds. They should be our new food source, and we can plant wheat, pumpkins, etc."

Of course, Locke would not say that the offensive against Mofang Town is for the money below. After all, there is a stronghold for the undead natural disaster in such a large rear, just like there is a knife behind it. This is too dangerous. He used to have no strength, but now he has strength compared to before, but he doesn't have enough energy. It's better to spend some money and solve it.

At least they can sacrifice less Lordaeron people. Anyway, goblins can save lives for money, which is why they instructed them to contact venture capital companies.

Hudson looked at Lock helplessly. He always felt that Locke was too soft-hearted and did not have the temperament of a king to kill decisively. But on the other hand, such a king would not cheat his own people, which made Hudson very pleased.

He probably knew Locke's intentions, because Locke said that it would open up the road to the south and send troops into the Hillsbrad Hills for a long time.

Not only Locke, but he was also worried that the lords in the south of the kingdom would have any bad ideas during the period when the kingdom was in trouble.

In fact, he had also seen the reports of Spy Locke, and the lords there seemed to have been unclear connections with the Storm Kingdom in the south...

This is not a good sign, and the idea that Storm Kingdom should not have should be dispelled as soon as possible.

"Come on, sit down, general." Locke asked Hudson to sit opposite him. He picked up his kettle, poured Hudson a cup of fragrant tea, and asked casually, "What do you think the war in the Southern War Zone, under the leadership of Bridget, will be about Thurbermere in the middle of the Silver Forest?"

"I don't think there is any problem." Hudson took the water cup handed over by Locke, and took a sip. "The soldiers of several legions under the Southern Theater Command are all well-armed and well-trained soldiers. They will fight against these turtles huddled in the ruins of the mountaintop, and there is no support for the undead. I don't think there is any pressure."

"Also, Commander Bridget also brought dozens of cannons provided by goblins. You have also seen the power of these cannons. They are the same as the largest caliber guns of the second-class battleship on the sea. With these cannons, as long as the shells are shot, I think those undead will be blown into slag."

Locke nodded, and he asked these things to comfort the anxiety in his heart. What he was worried about was that Bridget led such a huge battle for the first time. On the one hand, he was afraid that her command mistakes would lead a heavy loss to the army. The plan to move south in the southern theater was set. On the other hand, Bridget was prone to get angry. Once she was charging with the army, she accidentally...

What Locke was worried about was that the history here now had nothing in common with the one in his mind.

Anyone may die in battle...

"What we should consider now is what to do after the war is over." Hudson put down the cup in his hand, leaned against the back of the chair, looking at the huge map of the control area on the opposite wall, and schematically showing Rock's locations of Ambermere and Dalaran.

"The wizards of Dalaran, they have been urging us to accept the defense of the Southern Silver Pine Forest. Ambermere and the others no longer want to be in charge. I heard that they are going to rebuild their wizard city?"

Of course, Locke knew that the letter from Kenretto's leader and great wizard Ronin borrowed money was placed on his table.

"No need to worry about this, at least before our army stabilizes Hillsbrad, they will be responsible for the defense in the south. The troops under their command cannot accept our food in vain."

When the food surplus was found, Iva had already begun to provide food to Dalaran. As the saying goes, wizards who were short-spoken and did not want to care about these mundane things would not be able to abandon the southern refugees they protected.

What's more, the werewolf plague in the south made the wizards unable to stop. They always wanted to study how this magic was formed.

"What about our northeast?" Hudson looked in the direction of the undead barrier and said that he was helpless. "The Fireplace Valley has always regarded us as enemies. These are all the damn demons who thugs!"

"This problem... After we reorganize, I will go to the wizards to help us solve it," Locke sighed and picked up the letter from Ronin on the table. "It's just that the price is a bit high..."

"Roning wants me 100,000..."

"Great Lord! Something big happened in Fireplace Valley!"

Before Rock could finish his words, Claire, an agent who was the messenger beside Rock, rushed in. He held several parchment scrolls in his hand and said in shock.

"Renault Moglani is dead! Killed outside the Fireplace Valley by a group of besieged undead natural disasters!"

Locke sat up in a hurry!

He suppressed the tremor in his heart and grabbed the parchment handed over by Claire! He opened it and looked carefully, and soon he couldn't help but smile on his face!

"It seems that we have a chance to pull them back into our camp!"

Time turned back a few hours ago, Renault looked at his father in horror, and his trembling hands threw away the warhammer he had originally held tightly.

"Father, listen to my explanation, it's not that I want to do this..."

"It's all over, my son." Old Moglani showed a twisted smile on his face. In front of Renault, who had collapsed, he slowly untied the black cloth on the Ashes Messenger.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time..." Old Moglani smiled intoxicatedly, his face full of great revenge, and he was about to avenge him. "Close your eyes and it will be over soon."

"I will always take you and let you be by my side..."

Renault knelt on the ground tremblingly, and he begged, "Please, my father, I have no choice. I don't really want to kill you, I'm bewitched... I'm bewitched by the Great Crusader Dassowhan..."

"No, my child. When you killed me, my heart was dead." Old Moglani sneered and raised the Ashes Messenger, pointing the tip of the knife at Renault's neck, "Now, welcome your destiny..."

"Please don't... no... woo..." The scream of horror stopped abruptly.

Old Moglani picked up Renault's head and wrapped it in a black cloth that was originally used to wrap the messenger of the ashes. He raised the black cloth with one hand and said in a low voice, "Look, child. Look at the world your father sees now. Let's accompany your father to experience this eternal sin!"

As he said that, Old Moglani slowly left the chaotic battlefield, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. And Renault, whose body without a head, was thrown to the ground and was trampled around by the dead.

The striking robe of the high-level crusador in the chest was stained with blood and turned extremely eye-catching...

On the other side, a group of crusaders were fighting bloodily in the encirclement of the undead. They formed a small formation to block the attack of the undead around them, and did not notice a strange purple mist rising around them. The mist blocked their sight and prevented them from seeing what was happening around them. It was not until the mist gradually dissipated in front of their formation that they suddenly realized that their great crusader Dassowhan was spitting blood in his mouth and standing there with a white frost on his face.

"It's the Great Crusader! Hurry up, rescue the Great Crusader!"

The soldiers were surprised to help him into their front, and a low-level prosecutor in charge of treating the soldiers hurried forward to treat his injuries.

"Great Crusader, your injuries... can't you treat yourself?" After diagnosing Dassorkhan's injuries, the young prosecutor was a little surprised. This was nothing to the Paladin who could use the Holy Light.

Dassowhan kept looking down and coughing, dark blood clots mixed with some other things, constantly being vomited out of his mouth

He said intermittently, "Yes...my injury...I can treat it. Just...I use it..."

Dassorkhan suddenly raised his head, aimed his purple pupils at the young prosecutor, and grabbed his neck with one hand! The poor prosecutor did not even make a whine, and his flesh and blood all over his body quickly aged until it turned into skin and bones, and his eyes were deeply trapped in and turned into a mummy!
Chapter completed!