Azeroth’s Death Track

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"No more than 2,500 soldiers surrendered until the whole army was annihilated."

Tyrion turned over and looked at the battle report. His fingers waved gently. The crow who got the order slowly backed away a few steps. After a while, the Howler Legion roared into the sky, and the dense black shadow was on the commander crow. Under the leadership of, flew towards the lakeside town.

"If the human soldiers are as tough as you, it will cause me some headaches."

Tyrion put down the battle report and looked at Keeshan who was caught by the two knights and would not fall down. The veteran insisted to the end as he said. He was the only one of these 2,500 people who survived. Yes, his body was covered with wounds, and Al did not show mercy to his men. Obviously, the senior knight thought that showing mercy to such a hero was a humiliation to him.

Kee Shan raised his head with difficulty, and only the blurry figure of Tyrion could be seen in his eyes soaked with blood. He exhausted his last power and sipped **** saliva towards the King of Dark Blades.

This straightforward provocation didn't make Tyrion angry at all. On the contrary, he stood up and looked at the human warrior with interest.

"John. J. Keeshan, I saw your past in your roster... Company B, I heard about this unit. At the end of the Second World War, you participated in the MI7 against the Blackstone Tower. Destructive action, and at the last moment, at the cost of two-thirds of the downsizing, it dragged down the most powerful fighting blade clan among the orcs."

Tyrion walked behind Keeshan, he reached over the shoulder of the human warrior, he said softly:

"Your life has been spent on the battlefield, but it is a pity that your country only gave you war, and the war took away everything from you. When the war is over, you find that you actually have nothing, I am more curious What is it, why are you here?"

"Oh, it's easy to forget the people who have protected themselves, the despair when life is left and the gratitude after being saved. This is humanity, no... this is the ugliness of all living people."

The voice of the King of Blades rang in Keeshan’s ear:

"So is justice really driving you? I'm curious."

"Pooh!"

Keeshan closed his eyes weakly: "You can't hide your heart from the outside, you are really ugly...you will only hide behind your soldiers, you bullshit!"

"Yeah, I'm a bully."

Tyrion walked to Keeshan's eyes and reached up to raise Keehan's blood-stained head. He forced the veteran to look at him and his ice-blue eyes.

"But the world is full of people like me. Your soldiers have been wiped out. Next is your town, your people. Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Ah!"

Keeshan didn’t know where the power came from, and he struggled frantically again, like a dying beast, but was squashed by two knights in place, and Tyrion watched this desperate performance. In the end, He coughed lightly:

"Are you going to save them? Those who spurn you?"

Keeshan didn't answer, Tyrion turned around, poured a glass of red wine for Keeshan in the tent, and then beckoned the knights to let him go, and he handed the wine to Keeshan, who was lying weak on the ground. , He said softly:

"There are 120,000 civilians in the lakeside town, they don’t have weapons in their hands, and they don’t have enough courage to defend them. It’s like defeating you. My soldiers will kill them only easier, but I’m willing to give you a warrior like this ..."

The King of Dark Blades sat on his temporary throne. He shook the wine glass in his hand. The red wine swirled in the glass, and a different light shone in the dim light in the tent.

"Allegiance to me, Kee Shane, I will give your people 12 hours to escape...otherwise, you know."

"Allegiance?"

The veteran snorted. He sat cross-legged hard and sat in front of Tyrion, reaching for the blood stains on his face, while the King of Dark Blade handed over a white handkerchief with good workmanship. At a glance, he shook his hand and took the handkerchief, while wiping his face, he asked in a low voice:

"It should be easy for you to kill me and turn me into a monster like you. Why ask me for advice? Is this a pity for the losers?"

"Do not."

Tyrion shook his head and said seriously:

"I just don't want to see a warrior with a broken soul. For death that is bound to come, integrity is a noble virtue."

"12 hours?"

Keeshan closed his eyes and asked with a heartless heart:

"Can you guarantee?"

The King of Dark Blades smiled and said to the Ayr Knight who was standing by:

"Tell Crow and Rumi that after the first round of the offense has been delayed to 12 hours, let the Howlers disperse the civilians, but if there is a rebel..."

Tyrion glanced at Keeshan and said calmly:

"kill!"

Keeshan's fist was clenched. After being brought into the Necropolis, he saw the true power of the Dark Blade Knight, and those who felt the scalp tingling at the first glance. The colossus of war may completely destroy the defensive positions of the lakeside town as soon as one enters the battlefield.

That is no longer a force that mortals can fight.

The Knight of Ayr was ordered to leave. Tyrion sat on the throne. He tilted his legs and looked at the veteran in front of him. He crossed his fingers on his abdomen, and his blue eyes stared at him:

"I have fulfilled my promise, it's your turn, Warrior Keeshan."

"last question!"

Kee Shane took a deep breath. He reached out and took the red cloth on his forehead and put it in his hand. He stared at the headband worn for decades. The red cloth has faded a little. This stuff accompanies He has experienced all wars, all victories, and all defeats.

The veteran looked up and looked at the King of Dark Blades:

"Will you kill all the people in the Storm Kingdom? Civilians, children, and women?"

"An interesting question."

Tyrion's fingers moved a bit, he thought for a moment, put his hands on his legs, his upper body leaned forward slightly, he looked at Kee Shan:

"What I need is a warrior like you, a warrior grew up from soldiers, and soldiers were born from civilians, civilians are not qualified soldiers, so in the face of your problem, I will say, no! You want to know what I will do Is this kingdom about to be destroyed?"

Keeshan nodded, and a dark smile appeared on the corner of the King of Blades:

"But I cannot tell you, soldier, because you are not my warrior, I can only reveal a little, civilians, they will live, maybe they will live better."

Kee Shane got the answer he wanted, he nodded indifferently, and after a while, he struggled to get up, and the high-level knight standing beside him extended his hand to him, and the veteran hesitated and clenched. The cold armor.

"I'm hungry, I want to have a big meal, it's better to have some fine wine..."

Tyrion flicked his finger, and a high-level knight turned and left. He looked at Kee Shan, and Kee Shan also looked at him. Both of them were waiting for something to happen.

After more than ten seconds, the veteran's clenched fists suddenly loosened, and the faded red headband fell to the ground, while his master leaned slightly towards the King of Dark Blades.

"I am willing to fight for you, Your Majesty."

"Wow"

The dead crow that fell from the sky smashed the position on the edge of the lakeside town with a cold storm. The wing blade in the hand of the crow waved off the soldier’s head, and he lifted a soldier with a musket holding his shoulder into the air. Moments later, in horrified screams, the dancing soldiers fell from high altitude and hit the rocks in front of the position.

Flesh and flesh.

This brutal method of death has greatly affected the morale of the soldiers, and such attacks occur several times a minute. These crows seem to use this provocative way to try to anger the human soldiers who are waiting for them. .

The number of ravens in the sky is too large, and the sky is almost densely covered. If Tyrion did not postpone the time of the attack, perhaps only one or two waves of attacks will be required, and the position of General Gore will be completely broken.

And the most terrible thing is that a huge undead ground force also appeared in the mountain stream not far from the human position. Those death knights riding skeleton horses were running in the mountains, and their horses were fixed behind The black broken-blade flag represents the vanguard of death.

Judging from their movements, it is clear that they are adjusting their formations in an effort to try to surround the remaining human legion of the Red Ridge Mountains from three directions.

General Gore was also a veteran who had participated in the orc wars, but in the face of the immediate situation, his mind full of tactical means could not think of an effective defensive means.

The continuous-fire machine gun on the steam tank may be able to form a barrage in the air, breaking those **** crows into pieces, but at the beginning of the attack, the crow personally brought the elite crow assassins, without human feeling. Next, it descended from the sky and destroyed the continuous fire rifles made of steel.

Faced with the "hunting" of the crows, the soldiers can only fight back with muskets and bows and arrows, which is very inefficient.

"What are these birdmen doing?"

Seeing another soldier caught in the sky, General Gore yanked out his pistol and fired into the sky, venting his helpless anger.

He grabbed his helmet and threw it fiercely on the ground. He couldn't figure out what these undeads were doing. They were like teasing these restless soldiers. The ravens' quacks made even more People are upset.

"We should withdraw to the stone fort, where strong defenses can resist these undead attacks."

The combat staff around the general suggested that:

"They have enough power to destroy us, but they haven't done so. If it's not the undead and the kindness, it means that they must be planning something terrible."

"Can't withdraw, at least not now."

General Gore turned his head and looked at the direction of the lakeside town behind the mountain wall. There, the big town was evacuating nervously. It was a complicated process for 120,000 civilians to completely withdraw into the Elvin Forest. The general’s meaning was already clear. At least, he and his soldiers will not leave until the civilians are completely evacuated.

Although he also understands that they are here, besides reassuring the evacuated civilians, they have little effect.

"Is there news from Keeshan?"

General Gore took a deep breath and calmed his irritable mood. He turned to look at the staff around him, who shook his head ugly.

"The warriors have sacrificed their lives for the country."

Gore clenched his fists, and his voice rang in the next moment, yelling at the soldiers with a cry:

"But their spirits inspired us, their souls looked at us in the sky, and then it's time for us, soldiers, relatives are behind us, even if they die here, it is also to protect the people, this is the duty. , Where is the glory!"

"Don't be intimidated by those dead people, hold your arms tight, I will stick with you to the last moment!"

"Let them see, they fight our bones!"

"Om"

At the moment General Gore's words fell, there were more than a dozen ravens flying down in the sky, seemingly to counter Gore's brave words, but just when those ravens crashed into the human position, A blazing glow of holy light illuminated the mountains west of the human position.

Like a fierce punch, the warhammer composed of the Holy Light descended from the sky, wrapped the unexpectedly dead crow, the undead were purified directly in the screams, and between the ashes scattered, one held a purple crystal warhammer The tall Draenei appeared on the rock.

"Good talk! Humans!"

Grand Defender Marrard put his warhammer in his palm, and the other hand raised the flag behind him. The crystal coat of arms representing the draenei fluttered west of the human position, behind the Grand Defender The heavily armored draenei paladins and priests also appeared in the mountains.

"In the name of Prophet Velen, warriors of mankind, we will fight alongside you!"

The garrulous human language of the Grand Vindicator sounded above the terrified position of humans. The arrival of strong reinforcements also allowed the morale of humans to wave quickly, especially when the warm light of the draenei priests swayed on their bodies. The sincere believers soldiers even felt the meaning of a sacred war.

But the arrival of the draenei made the screamer commander, the legendary assassin crow in the sky, have a flash of anger in the dark eyes. At the next moment, the crow's sharp voice sounded in the sky:

"The enemies have started to fight back, and the game time is over! In the name of the King of Blades, kill them, and one will not stay!"

On the land, the long-waiting death lord Luminas' black double sword spun out of the sheath, and the lord rushed out of the position of the undead immediately, between the slopes downhill, by Her command of the Hellfire Legion rushed down the hillside like a flood flood.

"Human! Twitter is boring! Now, speak with a sword!"

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