Azeroth’s Death Track

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"The army of humans and elves is evacuating in the direction of the South Gate Outpost, and the undead are chasing them."

Before the griffin stopped, he commanded Kudran. The wild hammer, who had all the griffin knights and the bronze whiskers, jumped from the griff saddle and hurried to King Magni. Tell him aloud:

"I sent Griffin Knight to guide them, but Ironforge, what happened to Ironforge?"

"It's bad."

King Magni had long lost his ambitions at the time of departure. At this time, the dwarf town of Karanos was already full of dwarf refugees who had escaped from Ironforge, and they gathered silently under the guard of the soldiers. Together, some women were immersed in the previous disaster, crying with their children or their husbands. As long as the king turned back, he could see the chaos outside the town, which made him even more worried about the situation at Ironforge.

"The despicable undead digged the tunnel and rushed into the Ironforge from the ground. The generals of the military area almost died in the sudden attack. I will immediately take the steam tank unit back to Ironforge."

The bronze beard king gritted his teeth and said:

"I won't give the city of bronze whiskers to those despicable undead!"

"But what about these people? The undead are rushing towards Karanos, and you leave them here to let them die."

Although Kurdran is not a member of the Bronzebeard Dwarf, the relationship between the Wildhammer Clan and the Bronzebeard Clan has eased a lot in recent years. He glanced at Magny's face and lowered his voice:

"And your sudden retreat on the battlefield has caused heavy losses to humans and elves. The human empire and Quel'Thalas will not give up, even if you retake Ironforge, the trouble is only just beginning."

"Trouble? No big trouble is more important than Ironforge!"

Magni Bronzebeard threw a sentence, turned around and jumped onto the steam tank decorated with rams behind him. Under his command, the entire tank force started roaring forward again, and when leaving, The king looked at Kudran around him and said to the wild hammer's distant relative:

"I will give you the command of the Mountain Ranger Force temporarily, Kudran, and help me to **** the people here to Anweimar Castle in the Coldridge Valley, where there is only one mountain pass in and out, if you haven’t heard it tomorrow Go to the Ironforge and recover the news, just... just blow it up!"

"You are the king! Magni, don't be stunned."

Kudran watched King Magni's anger, and the news that Ironforge was broken seemed to have made the king irrational. He quickly grabbed the king's arm and exhorted:

"These people will only listen to you, and let your general take people to recover Ironforge, you have to take them to take refuge! And Muradin, your brother is still alive and dead! Do you just give him up? "

"You do not understand!"

Magni shook off Kurdran's hand. His eyes were crimson. After a while, at the top of the steam tank that was booming forward, the king said quietly:

"My daughter and my unborn grandson are still in Ironforge... would you let me give them up?"

"This..."

When Kurdran heard this, he did not know how to persuade the king in front of him. He had heard that the relationship between King Magni and Princess Moira was not good, but now it seems that this is just a rumor In front of him, the father loved his daughter very much. Even after his daughter made a bad decision to run away from home, the sad old father would still not give up on her.

"Help me, Kurdran, help me find Muradin and find my brother!"

King Magni grabbed his warhammer, lifted the vertical ladder inside the steam tank, and stuffed something into the hands of the wild hammer knight in front of him. It was a special necklace, very quaint, when Kurdran held it In his hands, he could even feel the pulsation from the earth in the necklace in his hands.

"Give this thing to him. If I can't come back, he will be the next King of Bronzebeards!"

Kudran Wildhammer is a typical dwarf, with the dwarf's fiery temper and sometimes delicate emotions. He knows that this is the entrustment of Magni Bronzebeard. After hesitating for a moment, he ordered Nodding his head, he carefully placed the necklace in his leather bag around his waist. He looked at the King of Bronzebeards who had made up his mind completely. He took a deep breath and whispered:

"What other wish, Magny, say it all!"

King Tielubao looked back at the city on the mountainside in the distance. He took a deep breath and stroked the crown above his head:

"I still have a difficult request, if... if Kazmodan finally fell, I hope, I hope my people can find a new home in Eagle's Nest Mountain and tell Falstad for me, although before we The two tribes have been nasty, but now...I am willing to pay everything for the copper whiskers in exchange for their continued existence."

"Look at the blood of the king of the mountains, help us!"

"it is good!"

Kurdran nodded fiercely: "I must find Muradin, rest assured, Your Majesty...Wildhammer, Wildhammer welcomes the brothers of the past, in addition... come back alive! Be sure to come back alive!"

"I will!"

Magni Bronzebeard waved towards Kurdran and then jumped into his steam tank. At the next moment, the mighty tank army rushed towards Ironforge at the fastest speed In the past, the black smoke went straight to the sky, representing the unyielding will of the dwarf king.

After he left, in the roar of Kurdran who took over the control of the place, the mountain patrols moved quickly. Soon, a huge migration team composed of goats set off from Karanos to go The Copper Beard Dwarf's last stronghold in Kazmodan was also the first city of dwarven civilization, located in Anweimar Fortress, the deepest part of the Coldridge Valley.

That was the last refuge of the dwarves.

"Boss! Boss, this is the report from Wetlands and Celsama! It must be submitted to King Magni immediately!"

A gryphon rider landed from the sky in the cold wind. He opened the green goggles and handed the two letters to Kurdran. The latter opened the letter and glanced at it as if he was taken seriously. Punched in the heart, his complexion turned pale, and then a broken buttocks sat on the ground.

The stationery was scattered on the ground, and the blood-red text was so shocking.

"It's over."

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"The dwarves can really fight."

Death Lord Serrent stood on the slopes of Mount Greyclaw, looking beyond the town of Celsama, the undead who besieged the town were ruthlessly knocked down by the brave dwarf warriors, those wearing armor The short men were like never-ending warriors. The undead rushed to their positions, but they were hammered on the ground by these guys who wore iron cans.

At this moment, Serent Firewing had an intuitive understanding of the combat power of the dwarves. These dwarfs were tricky, especially when they were full of anger in their hearts. They were harder to deal with than the orcs.

But Serent didn’t mean to go forward to help, so calmly watched the lower knights command those awakened corpses to come forward to death, and the surging undead surrounded Selcama from all sides, except the flying griffin Outside of the knights, the dwarves who lacked heavy weapons like steam tanks could not rush out.

After he and the Necromancer of Commander Saurfang were ordered, they easily defeated the dwarf army guarding the border between the Wasteland and Thelsamar, and then advanced all the way to the verdant group of Thelsamar. Before the dwarf fortress between the mountains, it stopped here strangely, enclosing the dwarf town, as if waiting for the next step.

"Sometimes I can't help thinking about what weird strategy is in our majesty's head."

Serent vomited to the silent orc death lord around him:

"Like the town in front of us, it only takes 3000 waves of high-level knights to charge it down, but we can't do it... because your majesty doesn't allow it."

"Every high-level knight is precious."

Sarufar, the dying lord of the word, looked at the dwarven city under siege in the sunset, and he whispered:

"They shouldn't be wasted in an exchange of fire with civilians. Tyrion is just using the emotions of the living, siege, and when despair breaks their mind defense, they will take the initiative to surrender... Time is not standing still On the other side, this is our advantage."

"Uh"

A Crow messenger who flapped his wings and fell beside the death lord handed a letter to Serent, then fluttered his wings and took off again, just a few seconds later, his black figure disappeared into the sky, and Serent opened the letter, glanced at it, and handed it to Saurfang:

"As your majesty expected, the collapse of the humans and elves withdrew towards the south gate sentry of Dun Morogh. They would pass the south gate sentry to the Valley of Kings. If not blocked, they would appear On the battlefield in front of us, but that is your trouble, not mine."

"They will soon be no trouble."

Saurfang read the letter, the cold energy burst out from the palm of his hand, tearing the letter paper to pieces, he turned his horse, and under the hillside behind him, 500 high-level knights and 1500 subordinate knights were ready, Like a silent war statue, you can rush out at any time to shatter the enemy.

"The terrain in Kings Valley is very suitable for ambushes, and I hope that the broken army will not be too surprised when they see you..."

Serent blew a whistle and shouted to Saurfang who turned and walked down the slope:

"Will you put them on purpose?"

This question made Saurfang look back. His blue eyes were full of doubts. He looked at his companion and asked:

"Why should I do that?"

Serent shrugged:

"I don't know, maybe it's fun? Think about it, they finally got away from you and fled all the way to the Wetlands' Ogaz sentry post, thinking that they can escape from birth, but what is waiting for them in the wetland What about?"

The death lord seemed to think of a wonderful irony, he hugged his belly and laughed:

"It's the lunatic of Luminas... she is now estimated to have burned out of Menethil Harbor and marched towards the Ogaz Outpost, but really..."

Serent's expression became serious again, and he narrowed his eyes and said:

"If those humans and elves can really pass through the double blockade between you and Luminas and escape back to Arathi Highlands, then it proves that they are qualified to live. By that time, I think that you can really put They were a horse, oh, no... I forgot again. It was Luminas who was in the wetland. The female lunatic could not let go of any chance of killing... so they were dead, right?"

Looking at Serent, whose expression changed like a face, and his poor joke, Saurfang shook his head and said in a hollow voice:

"You should go find Khadgar and let him see if your brain is still normal... because in my opinion, you are like an incoherent lunatic."

"Hey, man! It's too mean!"

Serent made a rude gesture to Saurfang who left on the war horse, and then watched the orcish death lord rushing towards the Valley of the Kings with his heavily armed knights. Next to the black battle bow, the next moment, the arms of the death lord spread out, and the whole person seemed to return to his own ranger years.

"collapse"

The low bow sound of Weng Ming broke the peace of the battlefield, and the bone arrow screamed pierced the dwarf's eye socket on the ground. Between his blood splashes, the second bone arrow silently sneaked in, transporting ammunition behind him The dwarf's neck was torn open, and then a third bone arrow penetrated the ammunition box that fell to the ground. Between the flashes of the Necronomical Rune, a dazzling flame rose into the sky.

After a while, the undead rushed into the periphery of the town frantically along the gap opened by the front, watching the dwarf soldiers desperately try to fight back, and the calm-faced Serent put down the war bow in his hand and yawned and leaned on it. On his battle horse, a strange cold light flashed in his squinted moon-shaped eyes.

"I'm not a lunatic...just..."

"Every one of us is a disgusting monster now."

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