Azeroth’s Death Track

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The sky of the burning plain is always anxious and dim, and looking from the ground to the sky, the black clouds are mixed with an unknown halo, which looks extremely pale, and has been in this environment for a long time, whether it is barbaric The orcs, or the human soldiers who chase them here, will feel quite depressed.

This is a cursed land, irritable elements, vicious dwarves, and even black dragons living here. In short, this is not a good place. If it is not because of war, I am afraid no one will come here. .

At this time, outside the long river of magma around Blackstone Mountain, surrounded by knights, Marshal Anduin Losa was observing the situation on the battlefield.

"Did the orcs intend to stay on this mountain?"

The Field Marshal put down the binoculars in his hand, and his wrinkled eyes picked up, indicating that the Field Marshal was not in a good mood.

The black stone mountain in front of you spans the middle of the burning plain and the scorching gorge, separating the kingdom of the storm and the ironbeard copper beard dwarf. After the exile of the black iron dwarf more than 200 years ago, these dwarves hollowed the mountain. It has built a huge city inside.

It is the most obvious evaluation to describe Blackstone Mountain with easy defense and difficult attack. This is a natural danger.

Not to mention, as long as the orcs guarding the Black Stone Tower made up their minds, the two large steel gates leading to the interior of the Black Stone Mountain, more than 5 meters wide and weighing tens of tons, are enough to stop tens of thousands Allied soldiers attack.

"This is really troublesome!"

Marshal Lotsa was a veteran and a skilled commander, but he had no good way to see the situation in front of him.

"The gnomish engineer of Gnomeregan told me that the two giant doors couldn't explode at all."

There was also a glimmer in the eyes of the adjutant Turalyon standing beside the marshal, not only because of the unsuccessful fighting in these days, but also because of his courageous confession, Ms. Aurelia. .

This made the adjutant knight somewhat uneasy. He rode a war horse, and the guard was beside the marshal, looking at the hidden high tower in the Blackstone Mountains in front of him. He said in a deep voice:

"The siege weapons in our hands can’t break the walls around the giant gate. King Magni has promised to send a dwarf steam tank unit to support, but to be honest, the dwarves seem to think that it is impossible to break in a short time. This fortress, on the side of the Searing Canyon, the dwarf army led by King Magni has been prepared for a long siege."

Lothar's eyes narrowed, and if there was any murderous flare on his body, his fingers rubbed against the command knife around his waist. After a moment, the Marshal turned to look at the mage commander beside him.

"Mr. Khadgar, if mass transmission..."

"Theoretically feasible."

Khadgar didn't need the Marshal to finish speaking, and Khadgar understood what Loza meant. He rubbed his forehead and thought, while answering:

"With the help of the wizards of the High Elf Firewing Legion, we can indeed send some soldiers directly into the Blackstone Tower, but there are a few problems!"

"First of all, even if all the mages are dispatched together, the built teleportation array can only send thousands of soldiers into the enemy at most. In the face of the fierce orcs, thousands of soldiers cannot support the construction of a complete two-way portal. carry out."

"Second, Lord Marshal, don’t forget, there are more than orcs in this black stone tower. The black iron dwarves have lived here for more than 200 years. The black iron dwarf troops in the dark furnace city will not be less than the dwarf legion of ironforge, now The black iron dwarves have an ambiguous attitude. Their emperor Thorison accepted our gifts, but did not promise to join our war. Using the teleportation array to directly break through the defense of Blackrock Mountain, it is likely to cause the black iron dwarves to rebound."

The mage's slightly old face showed a worried expression:

"If the Black Iron Dwarf joins the Orc side, then..."

"No need to say more!"

Lothar's fingers clenched the sword handle around his waist, he said in a deep voice:

"Master Khadgar, I invite you to prepare for the portal inside the Black Stone Tower now. The MI7 and Ravenhold assassins are ready. I need them to enter the Black Stone Tower and burn the orcs’ supplies. As for Dark Iron Dwarf..."

"The hatred between them and the Copper Beard Dwarf of Kazmodan does not require me to say more. Now that Copper Bronze has joined the Alliance, Black Iron cannot become our ally. There is no need to worry about fighting for them."

The marshal looked at the towering black stone tower in front of him, the blood that fell in Stormwind fell into the river, King Lane was assassinated on the throne, the crazy hill battle, everything in the past appeared to him like an illusion, and finally, this gray-haired man The old marshal almost gritted his teeth, Shen Sheng said:

"I have made up my mind! No matter how many casualties are paid! Must! The orcs must be completely defeated here! In our world... there is no place for these barbarians!"

The marshal had issued a combat command. Soon, a group of special soldiers wearing leather armour and wearing short swords and daggers gathered. Under the leadership of the chiefs, these assassins formed an action team in twos and threes. They went to collect the special equipment for this sabotage operation.

It was a huge tent with a pungent smell of gunpowder. A dozen special wooden boxes were stacked in the half-open tent. One third of them had been opened. A female dwarf with a height of only about 1.5 meters used it. The unique children yelled to maintain order.

She has pink hair, complicated and cumbersome engineering goggles on her forehead, her big eyes are full of quirky light, and her small nose and small mouth are very delicate. The assassins whispered and said this little gnome laughed It must be cute.

However, engineer Ella is now gruff, she wields the large wrench in her hand, and scolds the assassins who have clean hands and feet with a sharp voice that is completely incompatible with her clever appearance.

"This is a specially made incendiary bomb. If you don't pay attention, it will burn your clothes and your hands together. It's enough to take 2 of them alone! This thing has a shelf life. It is useless to take so much! Hey! Say you! Idiot, don’t touch those green high explosives with your dirty hands!"

Under the flirtation of the assassins, the doll-like engineer Ella was under pressure and finally distributed the bomb. She wiped the sweat on her face and just wanted to drink, but her eyes swept back. His face immediately became difficult to look at.

She was placed on the experimental bench in the tent. At least one third of the prototype bombs were passed by the scum. This was so angry that the little gnome drew smoke, and Ella grabbed the wrench and went to the assassins to settle the bill. But when he walked to the door, he was afraid.

The gnomish character of the gnomes, like their superb intelligence, is already well-known. Ella cheered herself repeatedly, but she finally left in despair, she was a little afraid of the human assassins, although the gnomes are also famous. Assassin, she is also a good friend with one or two of them, but Ella is afraid, there is no reason.

But soon, the mood of the little gnome became inexplicable. She raised her head and looked at the Black Stone Mountain in the distance, with a hint of hope flashing in her blue eyes.

"Oops, Mr. Losa will soon defeat those rude orcs, and I will be able to return to Gnomeregan soon! There are four more papers to finish, alas, stay in these big armies It’s really uncomfortable!"

Just as Ella the Little Gnome left, in the assassin's tent, there was a conversation between the two intelligences and the Assassin organization in MI7 and Ravenhold.

"Mr. Shore, this is the third time the Duke has solicited you. As far as I know, you are the first person who can be looked at by him so differently."

If you have had a relationship with Tyrion, assassin Teres took a dagger in his hand and sat on a chair with a relaxed attitude. He said to the young man in front of him:

"The Seventh Military Intelligence has been destroyed by the orcs. Now you only have two or three kittens left under your hands, why do you hold it hard?"

"If I remember correctly, I have rejected him twice!"

Mathias Shore looked up, he looked at the assassin, and after a while, he whispered:

"The reconstruction of MI7 has been completed. On the day of Stormwind's reconstruction, I will also return to my motherland. Please replace me and thank the Duke for his kindness. If there is nothing else, I will be busy."

This was the order of eviction, but the assassin was not angry at all. He stood up with a smile on his feet. When he walked out of the tent, he suddenly turned back and asked:

"The assassin of Ravenhold came to this muddy water because the pay was high enough, as long as he didn't die, he would become a rich man if he survived, but what about you? Shoal, MI7 is a group of inexperienced novices, this Once you have to play in person, I am curious, what are you doing for the little king far away in Kul Tiras?"

Then the assassin Tells twitched his teeth:

"If it is for the future, the strength of the Assassin Alliance is definitely more than ten times stronger than your new Storm Kingdom. If it is for honor, the Assassin Alliance can also provide you with better conditions for becoming an Assassin Master..."

He glanced at Shore and lowered his voice:

"Of course, if it is Ms. Pasonia’s request, it is understandable, after all, it is a legendary assassin who was active in the same era as the Duke. It is said that Ms. Pasonia was retaliating against the orc assassination of King Lane when she evacuated Stormwind , With the remnants of the MI7, carried out a vicious assassination of Orgrim and his chiefs, her dagger almost penetrated..."

"Do you really want to know?"

Shore interrupted the words of the assassin Tells. He looked at the young assassin in front of him. The thirty-year-old assassin leader's mouth had a gentle smile, like a cat with narrowed eyes. Whispered:

"Those stories about MI7, about our unique "faith", about our internal secrets, you want to know, right?"

This rhetorical question made the assassin hesitate, and finally he nodded, but soon he explained:

"Neither Ravenhold nor Military Seven. Since they are walking in the same darkness, I am no different from you. I don’t believe that there will be fearless devotees who do business. We all work for money. A group of people!"

The answer frowned on Shore, and he stretched his hand to support his chin, Shen Sheng said:

"Your understanding of the world and your profession is too radical and too one-sided. Mrs. Tells, the Duke doesn’t seem to care about what you think, which is bad... Well, if this time We can all survive, and you will be able to participate in a series of activities at MI7."

Shore extended a finger and shook Taylors:

"I believe you’ve heard enough of those sounding words, so this time I won’t answer your questions personally, but I welcome you to look at them with your eyes. As you said, Tells, MI7 has just been rebuilt, 100 The Kingdom of Storms in desperate need of talents like you!"

"The premise is that you learn to control your mouth and let yourself stay in the shadow more often. Some of you now are too eye-catching. The most important thing is that you seem to enjoy this attention."

"The seven doors are open for you at any time!"

After saying this polite statement, Shore smiled at Tells, but the smile was gentle but not close. He began to continue to be busy with the information filled with the table. Tells did not disturb him, he quietly The sound disappeared in Shore's tent.

Matthias Shore, who has taken over the military seven years and nearly three years, will impress Taylors without expecting this line of speech. Although the qualifications of the assassin are only a rookie in this line, he has done a lot for three years. What the veteran can't do is said to be valued by the Duke of Ravenhold Estate.

But Shore felt that Taylors was actually confused. This genius assassin was like a fledgling in the dark. I didn’t know where to fly the least in the future. Shore left a choice for Taylors.

For really good assassins, this kind of thing is never too much.

An hour later, Shaw took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. He stood up, his fingers swiped around his waist, two dim light flashed in the palm of his hand, the cat that always squinted faded its disguise, this moment The leader of the assassin left his favorite shadow. He stood in the sun like a sharp blade.

Facing the orcs' siege, the helplessness of the country's ruined family, the pain when they fled to the north, the loneliness of their power accumulation in a contempt, the heart and rejection of Ravenhold's solicitation until today... Out of the sheath!

"Orcs...you have lived long enough!"

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