Azeroth’s Death Track

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Arathi Highlands, a vast area with beautiful wind, fertile water and grassland, and rare hilly terrain, here was the first country that nurtured human civilization 2800 years ago. It was the first time that all human tribes joined forces to integrate their own civilization. Formally introduced into the feudal system.

In that era, the most courageous and trustworthy chief, Thoradin Arathor, was elected as the first king of the Arathor Empire, and in the tribal gathering place where he was born, where humans built their first A castle, but like the stories of all the world, the unification is always not long to eat, especially after the mysterious disappearance of Thoradin, the empire he built began to fall apart.

On the body of the huge empire, seven countries began to jointly rule the land that was once ruled by Thoradin the Great, Lordaeron and Gilneas shared the northern frontier of the empire, and Kul Tiras occupied the empire’s waters, and the weaker Otter Frank only got the cold Alterac Mountains. As compensation, the northwest side of the Hillsbrad Foothills was also allocated to Alterac.

Dalaran, a miniature country formed by the first generation of human mages, did not have much land, but the wise mages took away the most important and precious knowledge of the empire, and claimed to be Stromgarde of the orthodox blood of the Arazor Empire. The kingdom occupies the most beautiful land of the empire, that is, the Arathi Highlands, where Thoradin the Great was born and grew up.

But what makes people laugh is that the royal blood of the Kingdom of Stromgarde does not come from the great human predecessor Thoradin, but from the general "troll killer" Ignauus under the command of the king of Soladin, and now, The blood of the general is king, but he is the last heir to the orthodox king of Soratin. Anduin. Losa was in the southern border of the mainland far away from the center of human civilization when he was young, in the pioneers led by the Wrynn family The formed Storm Kingdom grew up.

Regardless of the world, politics is dirty, even within a coalition of self-proclaimed justice and civilization.

Today, the past filth has been dissipated in time, and the great castle built by Thoradin the Great that bears all traces of human civilization is still alive. Torrent, this is a great name, and it is now , Is still being used frequently.

Observers, remember, human beings are never the masters of this world, nor do they represent justice and hope...they just live here and multiply here.

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"Five days ago, the orcs of the Warsong clan tried to attack the large prisoner of war camp in the west, and they were repelled by General Darnas."

"And three days ago, in the northern Arathi Highlands, the POW camp at the foothills bordering Hinterland was broken by the Warsong clan, 300 orcs were released, and the soldiers guarding there were annihilated."

"Wait! My dear Grey Joop, sort out the report of my cousin General Danas, and the information of the prisoner of war camp captured by the orcs. I need them."

Garin Trollbane made a gesture, and the chief of the spy from Stromgard immediately sent the two battle reports to the prince. The latter wore a light armor and carefully read the battle report before him. On the desk, there is a strategic map of the northern Xinjiang of the mainland, which has been marked with a lot of red X.

Galin Talbane is the eldest son of King Solas Talbane, while Union-known General Darnas Talbane is the king’s nephew, and both enjoy King Stumgar The right of succession, but Galin was ranked first, and Danas ranked last, there was no conflict of interest between the two.

In fact, Danas is about 15 years older than the young prince, and his prosperous military skills make Prince Garin very envious, and worship, young people worship heroes, so do princes.

So after the orcs wandered to Arathi Highlands, Prince Galin often took some battle reports from the royal agent, Ash Joop, to learn General Danas’ tactics. He hoped that one day, he would be like his own. Like a distant cousin, he led the army and opened up the territory for the alliance.

But the problem is that he is destined to inherit the throne of the Torbain family, and in the current alliance, except for King Dylan of Kul Tiras, almost no king will personally go to the battlefield. In his thinking, the noble king should stay away from the battlefield, which makes the young Prince Galin very uncomfortable.

According to the information he learned, he was as dissatisfied as he was, and there was the distant King of the Storm Kingdom Varian Wrynn, Galin believed that they would be very good friends in the future. The battlefield.

After looking at the battle report dignifiedly, Prince Garin rubbed his forehead and tapped his fingers on the table. He said softly:

"The Warsong clan has been active in the east of the highlands. How could it go northwest overnight? The orcs who attacked the small prisoner of war camp are definitely not from the warsong clan, maybe... maybe it was an orc from Hinterland, there What is the orc called?"

The prince asked, and the royal spy immediately replied:

"That was the Thunder King clan commanded by Fenris. Actually, we were also looking for evidence, but the orcs set fire to the prisoner of war camp, leaving few traces."

"In any case, this news must be sent to General Nas immediately!"

Prince Galin said dissatisfiedly:

"He is the supreme commander of the kingdom and deserves all the support of the Royal Agents. He is sent immediately, Grey Jop, don't let my cousin's eyes be blindfolded when he fights."

"Follow your orders, His Royal Highness."

The royal agent immediately straightened his body, but just as he left the command room, the prince asked again:

"Is Lordaeron promised that our reinforcements have not come yet?"

"Uh, actually, it's already here."

Grey Jop wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned back to the wise and stubborn prince:

"Your Majesty Terenas sent a Paladin commanded by Lord Mograine, but in the current bad form of Alterac, there are not many Paladins to aid, only 1,300 people."

"1300 people? Alas, no way, they are enough to guard a prisoner of war camp."

The prince of Stromgard sighed. His father, the old king Thoras, was very old. Recently, his physical condition was rapidly deteriorating. The old king handed over the state affairs to him. Although a whole court minister assisted him, It also made Prince Garin feel a lot of pressure.

The most obvious of these pressures is the recent orc attack on the Arathi Highlands. The Warsong clan, led by their barbaric and powerful chief Grom. Hellscream, has destroyed 5 small prisoners of war and released them. With nearly 2,000 orcs, this has made Arathi Highlands' recent battle very tense.

"What about the reinforcements of the Kingdom of Gilneas and Dalaran?"

Prince Galin asked again, this time, gray Yopp's face also became dim:

"A month ago, the Archmage of Dalaran was injured in a secret operation, Archmage Drandon was missing, and the city was very close to Alterac. Frankly, they may not be able to protect themselves, Not to mention supporting us."

"As for Gilneas, the King Greymane refused to send us reinforcements. He believes that Gilneas has undertaken most of the funds for the reconstruction of Stormwind City in the past few years, and has made enough contributions to the alliance. He also said that we are too Greedy."

"boom"

His Royal Highness hit the table with an angry punch. He whispered:

"What the **** is this? Haven't we paid for the reconstruction of Stormwind? Once the orcs broke through Stromgarde's defense, as long as they crossed the Hillsbrad hills, they could directly threaten Gilneas, His Majesty Jean is so old!"

"Be careful! Your Highness!"

Galin’s complaint made Grey Jop’s expression tense. The future king expressed public dissatisfaction with Gilneas’ current king. This definitely triggered a political disaster in both countries. Fortunately, this was a secret conversation.

After Galin calmed down, Grey Jop sighed and said to His Royal Highness the Prince in a tone between friends:

"His Majesty is not confused. He is determined that neither Stromgard nor Lordaeron will allow the orcs to enter the hills. He regards our two countries as shields, which is the most unbearable. Yes, we can't resist this kind of hostility."

"Her Majesty Terenas, let this happen?"

The prince said hardly:

"If you go on like this, the league will fall apart without waiting for the orcs to come in."

"Your Majesty Greymane has told the nobles in Gilneas more than once that he wants to break away from this alliance of "greed and oppression"..."

Grey Jop lowered his voice:

"It seems that he has already planned to put into action, we have to prepare early, Your Highness."

"Dang Dang Dang"

While His Royal Highness was chatting with his agents, a rapid ring of bells sounded in the room. His Royal Highness froze, and Grey Jop pulled out two daggers and blocked him in front of Galin.

"It's a ringtone for major news, be careful, Your Highness...not necessarily good news."

"boom"

The door of the command room was pushed open at the next moment. Prince Galin standing behind Grayjop looked at the person, his eyes widened, because it was Danas who was supposed to be commanding the battle on the front line before standing in front of him. Torbain, his distant cousin.

"Did something happen on the front line?"

Garin was really anxious at this moment. He stood up, bypassing the faithful agent, and walked to his tired cousin, asked in a low voice:

"Tell me, Darnas, what support do you need? I will send you all! You must not let the orcs defeat our country!"

"Wait, Your Highness, not bad news."

The top commander of Stromgarde, who galloped from the front line back to Torrent, eased his breath and took the water from the guard. He drank the water, wiped his mouth, pulled Galin's arm, and dragged him Out of the command room.

"Come with me, I will take you to see someone... Your Majesty is receiving him now."

"Who?"

Prince Galin, who was following Darnas quickly, asked in a low voice while taking his crown:

"Who can let my father see him at this time? Father's old injury happened, you know."

"Don't ask too much, Galin!"

Danus patted the prince's shoulder and whispered:

"You just need to know that this will do no harm to the Torbain family."

The two men hurried through the palace, and Prince Galin noticed that the servants of the entire palace had disappeared, and they were replaced by heavily armed royal guards. This must have been a big deal.

As he walked to the front of the King's Hall, Prince Galin heard his father's hearty laugh, which surprised him a little. At the next moment, Danas pushed the door open, and Galin saw the figure sitting opposite the king.

He looked very old, and there was baldness on the top of his head, but he was sitting in a chair, but his body was straight. Even when he met the king, he was still wearing a set of red armor, which was not ceremonial armor, but The real battlefield heavy armor, his left hand leaned on a dark red, decorated with the sword of the dragon, but the guards did not confiscate their weapons!

This proves that...the identity of the person coming is definitely higher than his identity! Enough to sit on par with his father.

"Marshal! Prince Galin is here!"

The highest commander of the entire Kingdom of Stromgarde’s military commander, Danas Torbane, the most famous battlefield fighter in the league, at this moment, just like the herald, he leaned forward with respect to the old man. salute.

Prince Galin was completely stunned.

To the best of his knowledge, there are only a few people who can be called marshals in the entire league, and there is only one person who can be so respected by Danas.

"Look who is coming, the next generation heir of the Torbain family, Little Galin, I taught you how to ride a horse when you were a kid."

The old man turned around, and that resolute face made Galin immediately step forward subconsciously, nodding slightly with respect:

"Long time no see! Marshal Lothar!"

"Ok."

Lothar shrugged. He looked back at the sick face, but he stood up to meet his Thoras Torbain. There was a trace of worry in the eyes of the old king, but the next moment, he was firm Nodded.

"Gallin Tolbein, my best son, the future king of the Kingdom of Stromgarde, he is ready! Just like thousands of years ago, my ancestors were always loyal to Thoradin the Great Now, as long as Arathor’s bloodline calls, the descendants of Torbain will definitely be the first to obey!"

Lothar's face was also very solemn. He stood up and said to Thoras:

"Then I will also honor my promise. After retrieving the ancestor's sword, I will officially hand over the Kingdom of Stromgarde to the Torbain family in front of the King's Council. The humiliation you have suffered in the past should be It’s over, and the misunderstanding should be resolved, especially at this dangerous time."

The old king breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded slowly, and Lothar turned his back to look at Garin Torbain behind him. He reached out and patted Garin on the shoulder. Shen Sheng asked:

"Then Garin Torbain, are you willing to go with me to prove your courage in a dangerous place, and with me to retrieve my ancestor, the last relic of the legacy of Thoradin?"

"I..."

Prince Galin hesitated. He looked up. His father and his cousin looked at him with a stern eye. This made Galin understand many things. He gritted his teeth and put his fist on his chest:

"I will!"

"Very well, then the Kingdom of Stormwind and the Kingdom of Stromgarde are already on my side, and you will join me in the future to rebuild the human empire!"

"The time of division is over!"

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