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Chapter 128: The Story of Bloodworms and Halduron
Taelan Fordring sent Lady Farina away and finally fulfilled his promise to give her a sword.

He stood up, carried little Emily on his back, and said to Sylvanas Windrunner and Liadrin who were following silently behind him: "Let's continue our journey. Our destination is Dalaranshire!"

"We will gather some people there. Then we will rush to Dalaran and rescue all the humans, high elves, and dwarves along the way. We don't have much time. I need to send someone to Eagle's Nest Mountain to deliver a letter to my friend Falstad."

"If possible, I hope he can send a small team of griffin riders to help us." As for the Hand of Tyr, he believed that Angela Dusatus and Marlan would handle it.

Now that these high elves have lost their protection, Tyran Fording is their hope for survival. Moreover, these leaders are all acquaintances of Tyran Fording.

Sometimes, even a simple task can only be done by the right person, such as Taelan Fording now.

His reputation, strength, accumulated credibility and personal relationship with Prince Kael'thas allowed these people to follow him with confidence.

Halduron and Taelan Fording had worked together several times. They both admired each other's ability and judgment. So he had no objection, and his only regret was that he could not save more people.

Nor was he able to rescue his friend Lor'themar Theron.

At a time when anyone could die at any time, it was such a luxury to have the protection of a demigod. These 500 people were almost all children. They were the spark of the high elves and the future of this race.

They will grow up under the protection of the alliance. Only by joining this group can they hope to take back their homeland in the future!
Liadrin and Halduron both turned their eyes to Sylvanas Windrunner.

After all, she is the top official.

Sylvanas shook her head and raised her heroic long eyebrows.

"I am a sinner. I am no longer your general. As the Ranger General of Quel'Thalas, I failed to repel the foreign enemies, nor could I save my compatriots."

"Now that the capital has fallen, I am powerless to save the country. I am also powerless to resist the three undead demigod leaders."

"From now on, I am just an ordinary elf. My brother was also killed by the undead. My motivation for living is to avenge him and our compatriots."

She took a look at the team. Some were injured, some were small, and there were only about ten people who were capable of fighting. However, they had to take care of four or five hundred children.

"Now let's protect these children, and the rest is to obey the orders of the overlord. Sooner or later we will fight back!"

Taelan Fording said: "It's not your fault. You have tried your best. Even Prince Arthas was a victim of someone else's conspiracy."

"Our enemies are too powerful. Even I could die at any time. Technically, I've already died once. It was my teacher and Ezelena who saved me."

"But since it has been done, no matter what the reasons are, no matter who you are, you must pay the price for what you have done."

After unifying their thoughts, the team's efficiency improved.

As the leader of this temporary team, Tyran Fordring made a good division of labor. He asked Sylvanas Windrunner and Liadrin to lead the remaining five rangers to take charge of the daily management of the team. He and Halduron acted as the vanguard.

One of them is close combat, the other is ranged. One can resist, the other can output, a perfect match, and at critical moments, Halduron can also act as a mage.

However, Sylvanas Windrunner said that she lacked experience in raising children, and that she could complete Halduron's task if she swapped positions with Halduron. Taelan agreed.

The journey ahead was more difficult than expected. Not only did they have to keep up the pace of the march, but they also lacked supplies. Fortunately, Taelan Fording and Halduron were both experts at surviving in the wild.

Taelan Fordring and Sylvanas are responsible for hunting, and when they come back they are responsible for cooking with Halduron.

Taelan Fording silently thanked the old Fording for the excellent genes he inherited. He was naturally resistant to disease! The Eastern Plaguelands were now full of undead creatures. Occasionally, they would even encounter large moving fleshworms. Seeing these bugs, Taelan Fording knew that they had to speed up. The appearance of these undead creatures showed that Silgei had completely fallen, and he had begun his research on biochemical plagues.

These bugs were the product of the laboratory leak. What Tyran Fording didn't expect was that he would actually encounter the blood stasis bug.

This bug looked different, with a tough golden skin. Sylvanas thought it was disgusting, but Taelan Fordring wanted to roast it and eat it.

As soon as the bug sensed Taelan Fording's presence, it wanted to turn around and run away, but it had no chance to resist a demigod.

Under the disdainful gaze of Sylvanas Windrunner, Taelan Fordring and Halduron ate with their mouths full of oil, while little Emily and the others could only drool at the aroma.

Their bodies cannot resist these toxins.

Halduron even brought a bottle of dwarven liquor with him, which was imported from Khaz Modan. At this time, even if you offer 100 gold coins, you may not be able to buy a bottle.

Halduron carefully poured the dwarven liquor into three small cups. What Taelan Fording didn't expect was that except for Halduron, all the rangers didn't drink, but Liadrin grabbed the wine glass.

Men's friendship is something women cannot understand. As long as they get drunk together once, they can go from strangers to friends who can talk about anything.

Halduron, who looks calm, is actually a man with a story.

The blue child hung high in the sky, casting down watery moonlight, and the children fell asleep, while Taelan Fordring and Halduron were in charge of keeping watch.

Halduron's face turned a little red. The dwarven liquor made him, who was not good at drinking, open up his heart.

By the light of the moon, he told his story to Tailan.

That was many years ago. During a battle, a team led by Halduron captured Zul'jin, the leader of the Amani trolls, by chance.

The troll chieftain was trapped in the dragon's breath, and Halduron lost contact with the main force. They had no choice but to set up camp and hold on there.

At that time, he was blinded by anger and led his people to cruelly abuse Zul'jin. A ranger who lost all his relatives because of Zul'jin, driven by hatred, dug out one of Zul'jin's eyes. At that time, Liadrin suggested that Halduron directly execute Zul'jin.

But Halduron had a selfish motive, he wanted to leave Zul'jin to his close friend Lor'themar Theron, who had been brutally tortured by Zul'jin.

This wrong decision cost him dearly, as Zul'jin's people attacked them and rescued him. His lieutenant died in the battle, and they had worked together for decades.

This was the thing he regretted most in his life. He was ashamed of his cruelty and regretted his selfishness. This made him drink. But the traveler never drank in order to stay vigilant.

For example, Sylvanas, as long as she is on a mission, she will never drink alcohol. For example, now, Taelan Fording knows that she is not sleeping, and her beautiful pointed ears will twitch from time to time.

She was always paying attention to her surroundings. Elves like gorgeous clothes, especially women. Sylvanas's armor is very exquisite, but it has a lot of hollow craftsmanship, which makes people feel cold. Tyran Fording likes the heavy and solid style of the dwarves.

He habitually put his cloak on her, then inspected the place where the children had set up their tents and tucked in Emily's quilt.

He returned to the campfire, drank the last of his wine, and said to Halduron:
"No matter how great the hatred is, you should not torture others. You should listen to Lady Liadrin's advice."

"Although we are enemies and have a blood feud that goes back thousands of years, we are all intelligent beings. We can empathize with each other. When you torture others, you are also distorting your own temperament."

"Zul'jin is a troll hero, we should respect it; but we are the enemy, so we should give him a decent death, this is our position."

(End of this chapter)