Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 336: 32. Empire Support

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"Uh"

When Shore regained consciousness, he felt his body hurt, but out of an assassin's instinct, at the moment he opened his eyes, he jumped up and tried to protect himself, but the pain of the wounds all over the body was the same Time erupted, causing him to groan and fall to the ground.

It wasn't until this time that he looked at his surroundings. This is not Stormwind City. This is a hideout in the forest. He also smelled the herbs. He lowered his head, and he could see those serious injuries. They were all used. Herbs and bandages have been treated.

Shore’s memory is a bit chaotic. In the last scene of his memory, he was chased by the strange ghost and tried to escape the alley. He was not his opponent. The guy seemed to know his thoughts better than him, every time he attacked His movements will be discerned by the ghost, and even some private habits, such as small bags for storing smoke bombs, are blown away by the ghost during the battle.

It's like... it's like fighting another one.

Coupled with the ghost's face that was the same as him, and the crazy words he said, all of this had to make Shoal feel horrified.

"Yo, are you awake?"

A hoarse voice sounded in the dark of the dawn outside the hiding place, which made Shore look up immediately and saw a familiar figure.

Pale green skin, a petite body, a face similar to the draenei, and an orc, but much smaller fangs, black hair bundled into a pair of ponytails, and two backs behind Twisted steel dagger.

Shore knew her, and there was a deep hatred between them. It was this half-orc that assassinated King Ryan Wrynn, which directly led to the fiasco of the Storm Kingdom in the first orc war. On the reward list of MI7, this guy Ranked first.

The master orc assassin, Garona Hafford...

"you!"

Shoal gritted his teeth to get up, but was kicked back to the ground by Garona. The orc dropped a bunch of bandages beside Shaw, and then picked up some warm bread and sat down. On the side, ate it.

These bandages also have the stamps of the doctors of Shining Jin. Undoubtedly, these things are as disgraceful as the bread in her hands.

"I saved you from the undead, Matthias, you don't have to thank me, don't you have to struggle with those old accounts now?"

Garona looked at Shore with a mocking look. She said in a deep voice:

"But I'm more curious, who exactly made you this way? Did you provoke the "Duke"? Or, did other genius assassins show up? Want to use you as a stepping stone?"

Shore was silently bandaging his wounds. He and Garona are not friends and will never be friends. The occasional communication between the two is in some missions of the Assassin League. Although MI7 is an independent organization, Compared with the Assassin League that holds the entire underground secrets of Azeroth, it is a small generation. Even Shoal has to find ways to get the information he needs from the Assassin League.

He knows that in recent years, especially after the Orc War, Garona joined the Assassin Alliance and has been active on the northern border of the mainland and another continent.

"Hey!"

Seeing that Shore did not speak, Garona approached the master assassin. She looked at Shore and held out her hand:

"Swap, you have the information I need here, and I can also tell you something about what happened after you were comatose. Frankly, it was very interesting. I think you must be very interested, right?"

Shore frowned and looked at Garona in front of him. After a while, he nodded:

"Speak, what did you see?"

"Hahaha, I see more."

Garona ignored Shore's silence, she leaned against the tree on the side and said playfully:

"I saw you smashed to the ground by that weird guy, and then he stripped you like a light pig, I thought the **** would do something to you...cough, okay, I think too much, he seems There is my own task there. In short, some people who serve the undead have transported you out of the sewers. I heard them saying they would send you to the Twilight Forest."

"There is a big man who is very interested in you."

The orc assassin drew a flying knife, and while picking his nails, he threw a badge to Shore: "Then I robbed you. In addition, the group of humans should belong to the same organization, they took With this emblem, they serve the undead."

"The Brotherhood of Defias..."

Shore pronounced the name, and he threw the emblem in his hand in disgust, then looked at Garona:

"What do you want to know?"

"It's simple."

Garona seemed nervous, and she stared at Shore with her eyes:

"Those undead, I heard some people say that some of them have turned themselves into lich, and you are fighting them, do you have any news about Khadgar?"

"Kadgar?"

Shore looked at Garona. The shining light in the eyes of the female assassin couldn't hide from Shore. She may have some close relationship with Khadgar. Shore sighed and nodded:

"The MI7 agents have not only met Khadgar, but unfortunately, he is also one of those undead leaders. He is called the big lich... no matter what relationship you have with him before, what happened, look at You saved my sake. I advise you to forget him. He is not the one you remember. We have enough reason to make sure that Khadgar led the massacre of the Watchtower."

"Where is he?"

Garona took a deep breath and asked:

"Tell me, Shore, where is he?"

"He last appeared on the Windward Path, the night that Night Town was destroyed. We suspected that he might have gone to Karazhan, but..."

Shoal said something, raised his head, and there was nothing in front of him. Obviously, Garona had got the information she needed, and the orc assassin, obviously this time came for Khadgar.

Feelings make people dizzy, and the same is true for Master Assassins who need to think calmly at all times.

Shore was dealing with his wounds with difficulty. He didn’t care about Garona’s future. He was now sure that there was undead power in the old city, and from that ghost, they could be seen there. .

"Really negligent."

Shore looked at the dagger in his hand guiltily. He took a deep breath and picked up the cloak that Garona had stolen from the town of Shining Gold. In the middle, step by step toward the direction of North County.

He had to tell the king about this... Stormwind City was already unsafe, but before that, he had to see his grandmother... he had too many questions about the ghost.

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On the other side, in northern Xinjiang, which is far away, within the state of Alterac where order has returned to normal, in the original Alterac city, the imperial emperor Anduin, dressed in a bear-skin cloak. Lothar rode on the war horse, behind him were 1800 cavalry and 400 paladins conscripted by Alterac. This was an aid operation, but it was also the first military operation in the name of the empire, so Lothar Will personally command these troops.

What has happened in Stormwind has spread to the upper levels of the empire. Although the kings still have their own ideas, the kings did not skimp on their own army because of the empire's call.

What’s more, Lothar’s request was not excessive this time. Every country in northern Xinjiang sent 2,000 people, plus the mages of Dalaran, took the fleet of Kul Tiras to the Kingdom of Storms...This is an advance Action, Lothar was very clear, just like in the early days of the orc war, it was not realistic to force all countries to send troops before realizing the threat.

Although the human empire is nominally unified, the current situation is still unsettled. There must be a war of sufficient weight to bring them back together, and the soul of the empire will truly return, but in all fairness, Lothar does not really want war Outbreak, because that means people will suffer.

"The Masters have opened the portal in Nanhai Town, His Majesty the Emperor."

The clerk behind Lothar reported to the emperor:

"You and your guard can go directly to the Stormwind City from the portal. At the speed of the Kul Tiras Fleet, it will only take 2-3 days, and your army will appear on the territory of the Storm Kingdom."

Lothar, who rode on the war horse, nodded. He extended his hand and waved at the people who bid farewell to the emperor in the cold wind. This action caused a burst of cheers.

Regardless of the attitude of other countries towards Lothar, the Alterac who suffered from chaos was really grateful to Lord Lothar. After he accepted Alterac’s rule, within a few months, the people had Re-feeling the beauty of order, the bandits were arrested, and the commercial roads of other kingdoms were opened. The most important thing is that without the threat of orc prisoners of war, the entire kingdom regained its former calm.

The people always love peace, and the emperor who brought them peace will naturally be supported by the people, not to mention, in order to restore the order of the king, Lothar has issued an order. On the first day of his reign, the king All the people waive half of the taxes, and this alone has won Lothar's popular support.

This time, the soldiers were recruited. Although the people had some rhetoric, on the whole, the act of signing up for the army was still very active.

"Look, Your Majesty, they like you."

The royal clerk of the former Alterac court said behind Lothar:

"The people like the new emperor, which is a good sign."

"But the emperor must like his people."

Lothar shook his head with a smile: "I hope the next emperor will also be supported by the people. You and I know that I am just a temporary symbol of a new empire. In other words, I am just a mascot."

"Please don't say that, Your Majesty."

The stubborn clerk pushed his glasses and said seriously:

"You are a symbol of the sacred Arathor Empire. No one, no gossip can change this, and the disaster in the Kingdom of Stormwind reminds other kingdoms that in this new era, we must unite to truly overcome everything. difficult."

"Undead."

Lothar was worried. He looked at the road leading to Nanhai Town in front of him. He said softly:

"No one knows how powerful their power is, but just looking at the letter of help sent back by the Kingdom of Stormwind, this time, it must be another hard fight, this is a challenge. For the challenge of the new empire, we can only pass. In this step, the empire can really be re-established. If we fail, the Arathor empire is just a joke."

Perhaps it was destiny who really fell in love with Anduin Lothar. When he took the army led by the king to Nanhai Town, good news came.

"The Knights of the Silver Hand, led by the Grand Knight of Fording, is coming. The rebellion of His Majesty the Emperor, Archbishop Benedictus, has caused the Faraum to be incredibly angry, and the Paladins urgently need to restore the faith of the Holy Light in the hearts of the nobles. Purely...so, they sent more troops than planned!"

The clerk reported the news to the emperor, and there was a trace of rejoicing in the worried Lothar's eyes:

"how many people?"

He asked, the clerk looked at the letter in his hand:

"The priest and the paladin add up to a total of 4500 people. This time, the Knights of the Silver Hand can be called out of the nest."

"it is good!"

The emperor couldn't help but thump the table beside him, he breathed out:

"With the help of the Silver Hand, the hope of victory against the undead is even greater."

But the emperor of joy is not clear. This time, he is not facing tens of thousands of undeads, but the dead from a whole world. That number has already exceeded the limit of his expedition.

As Tyrion said, the destruction of the Kingdom of Storms is just the beginning of a turbulent era, far from the end.

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