Azeroth Trail of Light

In the early morning of the next day, Dick walked out of the simple tent shaking his head. He didn't sleep well last night, and his mind was full of random thoughts. After the real battle with the Twilight's Hammer, Dick realized that he chose A very bad battlefield.

"Should go to Silithus first!"

Dick sighed with emotion, "At least there is no big guy like the Twilight Prophet there."

After finishing speaking, the paladin patted his face, packed his luggage, and saw Liadrin walking over with a few pieces of bread. They were all marching in the field. In one night, the paladins and militiamen barely The previous kitchen has been repaired, and it would be nice to have hot bread to eat.

Dick wasn't picky either before or now, and after receiving the bread, he chatted with Liadrin,

"After I go back this time, I plan to go to Silithus. On the one hand, I will fulfill my promise with the Dark Iron Dwarves. On the other hand, the Explorers' Association has a stronghold there, and I heard that those Twilight believers have recently It's very active there, and when I'm done with these things, Silver Dawn should be on the right track, and then I'll return to Stormwind City to deal with the troublesome things here."

Dick took a sip of water and said to Liadrin with a smile, "After you go back this time, it's time for you to take a good rest."

The high elves smiled and nodded. She was a little tired of running around. As long-lived species, they prefer to stay in one place and feel the passage of time. The long time in the past has been like this. , it really made Liadrin a little unmotivated.

But when the two were chatting warmly, an exclamation came from the other side of the camp.

"what happened?"

Dick put down the bread in his hand, and watched as the old knight Dave broke through the crowd and ran towards him in a hurry. There was still a trace of blood on his forehead.

"Captain! I was attacked by Marshal Windsor during my vigil last night, and the slate... the slate was also taken away by him!"

"Snapped!"

The water glass in Dick's hand was crushed abruptly, and the paladin's expression turned extremely ugly. Liadrin also understood what happened in an instant.

"Mr. Windsor, is he still unable to let go of Stormwind City after all?"

"He...that old man is going to die! Bastard!"

Dick clenched his fists. Knowing all the changes, the reason why he wanted to take Wen De Sole away was because he was afraid that this stubborn veteran would go back to the old path, but he didn't expect him to pretend to be stupid and deceive himself! Or abruptly turned on the road to death!

"Bastard! Do you want to die that much?"

Dick yelled and cursed a few times, then patted Liadrin on the shoulder, and told the high elves and the ashamed Dave,

"You take the knights to Lakeside Town, where you fly to Stormwind City on a griffin! I'm leaving first! Windsor, he is going to smash the sky!"

Dick pulled out the reins of Xingzhao from his waist with his left hand, and with a touch of his hand, the majestic and beautiful Star Pegasus appeared beside Dick. This big guy bumped his head on Dick's head, and the paladin turned on his horse. , grabbed the reins, and said to Liadrin just before taking off,

"If you hear bad news on the way, turn directly to Stranglethorn Valley and return to Theramore from there. Don't worry too much about me! After dealing with the Windsor matter, I will return to Theramore to find you! "

Dick touched Liadrin's sharp ears lightly with his fingers, then raised the reins, Xingzhi neighed, rushed forward a few steps, flapped his wings and flew up, and quickly disappeared in the into the rays of the rising sun.

"Dave, get the soldiers assembled in 15 minutes! We're going!"

Although he is very gentle towards Dick, in the eyes of other knights, this pity knight is really not very "pity". When Lin stood at the gate of the camp with the Dragon's Call on the emerald green hilt, all the knights moved quickly.

But the beautiful girl still looked worriedly at the direction Dick left. She had a premonition that Dick's rescue this time would not go smoothly.

Marshal Windsor left last night, and it has been a whole night. If he also changed to Griffin, he is probably already close to the territory of Stormwind City. Although the speed of the stars is fast, Dick It's really not necessarily possible to catch up.

In fact, Dick might really be unable to catch up, because the griffin on Windsor's ride had already stopped beside the griffin administrator in Gold Shining Town.

The old marshal, who hadn't slept all night and was on his way, had a resolute face, his pale hair was a little disheveled, and his eyes were a little red. He blew the cold wind on the griffin all night. At that time, the griffin administrator had to support him so that he would not fall.

"Go to the Lion King's Pride, kid, and help me call Sheriff Duhan over here."

Windsor said something to the Griffin Administrator, the Griffin Administrator, this is already a low-level officer in the Kingdom of Stormwind, and he recognized Wen Desole, the famous old marshal in the kingdom, and suddenly couldn't Dare to be negligent, the sleepy and hungry old marshal ran to the Lion King's Pride Hotel in the center of the town.

Ten minutes later, the security officer Du Han, who had just finished his breakfast, also hurried into the Pride of the Lion King.

The old marshal who had been groomed was sitting on the table by the blazing fireplace, slurping his breakfast. Farrell, the owner of the Lion's Pride Hotel, personally brought a jug of wine and filled the glass for the thirsty marshal. Although Windsor failed in the political struggle at the upper level, in the eyes of the common people at the lower level, the old marshal is still the most perfect embodiment of a soldier.

Especially when the old marshal led a militia group to the dangerous Burning Plain alone, the farewell team was extremely spectacular, and among the military forces of the Stormwind Kingdom, Windsor definitely stood among them. The figure at the top of the pyramid.

This is also one of the reasons why Black Dragon Princess Onyxia, that is, Earl Katerina Prestor, must drive Windsor out of Stormwind City. As long as this upright old marshal is still there, Stormwind City Can't mess up!

"Marshal, you are finally back!"

Duhan, the sheriff of the Golden Town, is a retired veteran. Like other veterans, he highly respects Windsor, an officer who has experienced the orc war. When he heard Marshal Windsor summoned , rushed here from home as fast as possible.

"Well, I'm back!"

Windsor stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth, and as he ate it, he said to Doohan,

"Duhan, I need a set of armor, a weapon and a good horse, I'm going to Stormwind City!"

"Marshal, are you here to preside over the overall situation?"

Du Han said excitedly, "During the period of time you left, the big shots in Stormwind City were like crazy. They held banquets all day long and ignored political affairs at all, whether it was Westfall, Nightshade Town, or even Northshire and Donggu has become a lot more chaotic, and the appeal letter we handed over has been lost, and we can't go on like this, Marshal!"

"I know!"

Windsor clenched his fists and looked in the direction of Stormwind City. He touched the cloth bag hanging around his waist and said firmly,

"So I'm back! Boy."

"Okay! I'm going to prepare right now, Marshal, wait a moment!"

Duhan rushed out of the hotel again, leaving Farrell and Windsor behind. Compared with the impatient Duhan, Farrell, the hotel owner, was in a much older grade. From Windsor's frown, Saw ominous signs.

"Master Marshal, is something not going well?"

Farrell asked in a low voice, which awakened the pensive Wen De Sole. He raised his head, poured the last glass of wine into his mouth, and patted Farrell's shoulder with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'll end it all. Everything will be fine, the Kingdom of Stormwind is not so easily defeated!"

Farrell could hear something was wrong from the marshal's tone, but as a commoner, he had no choice but to retreat quietly.

A few minutes later, Duhan walked into the hotel holding a not-so-new piece of armor and a long sword with a sheath.

"Marshal, this is the armor I used when I served in Lakeside Town. It..."

"It's great!"

Windsor took it over with a smile, and stroked the knife marks on the armor with his hand, "I smell the breath of battle from this armor, which is very good. I have a destined battle today, and I have already escaped." It's been too long, it's time to go to the battlefield!"

Seeing Wen De Sole put on the armor skillfully, Duhan passed the sheathed long sword in his hand, Wen De Soer took it in his hand, and drew it lightly, a cold light shone on the blade.

"Very well, I need such a sword."

After finishing speaking, the old marshal hung his sword around his waist, held his helmet under his arm, and strode out of the hotel.

Outside the door, nearly a thousand residents of the entire Gold Shining Town gathered there. When Wen Desor, who had been in uniform all his life, walked out of the Lion King's Pride, everyone cheered at this moment.

"The marshal is really back!"

"He will punish those nobles as before!"

"Master Marshal, take us with you! They will hurt you!"

Windsor saw the enthusiastic and worried eyes of the civilians, his cold heart seemed to be full of strength, and the civilians were not fools, Wen Desor did not bring a single soldier, but he was wearing armor and holding a Weapons, this is clearly not right.

Combined with the rumors that this upright old Marshal was "invited" out of Stormwind City a few months ago, how could the civilians not understand what happened? The Marshal is going back to Stormwind City to do his best!

Residents of the town closest to Stormwind City have experienced the changes in Stormwind City in recent months. Although the big shots usually don't care much about the lives of civilians, this situation has intensified in recent months. Yes, the murlocs in Crystal Lake and the kobolds in Elwynn Forest invaded the residents, and the sheriff even went to Stormwind City several times in person, but no reinforcements were found. This kind of situation where life cannot be guaranteed has just begun for the residents. I can't stand it anymore.

It is said that the Defias bandits in Westfall are even more resurgent, there are murders every week, and everything is terrible.

The arrival of Windsor ignited this depression and anger even more, everyone shouted in unison, they want to go to Stormwind City with Marshal Windsor, and talk to those nobles, but this situation makes the old There was more pain in the marshal's eyes.

That sense of mission is getting stronger!

Windsor even felt that he could survive the war that year and become a marshal. All this was for this day. This country is falling into darkness, but even if he risked his life, could he bring it back? ?

"Enough! Everyone!"

Windsor shouted, "Everyone stay here, you have given me the best gift, you have given me hope! Let me, a veteran, do the rest! I promise everyone, never After today, the light of Stormwind City will no longer continue to be so dim! I promise everyone!"

"Now, I should go! Everyone, wait for the news of victory!"

Windsor got on his horse, and Duhan, who was also in military uniform all his life, was also riding on another horse. The old marshal looked at the no longer young sheriff. The latter stretched out his hand and touched his son's face. , and then turning to Windsor said,

"Marshal, I am also a veteran! I also swore to protect this country!"

Windsor looked at Duhan, then at the boy who was holding a wooden sword and waving to Duhan in his mother's arms. There was a trace of moisture in his bright eyes, but the veteran who was about to set foot on the battlefield, and How can these things be needed.

Windsor put the helmet on top of his head, pulled the reins,

"Let's go! Target, Stormwind City!"

(The first day of the third shift! I wish you all success!)