Azeroth’s Death Track

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The gate of darkness in the spring of 14 years, a bad time.

In the second half of 13 years, after the defeat of the Battle of Kazmodan and the news of the fall of Ironforge to Northern Xinjiang, the territory of the newly reconstructed human empire once seemed to be stormy. Many nobles chose to leave everything to escape, especially It is the little nobles of the Kingdom of Stromgarde. They fear that the battle of life and death that will erupt in the wetlands and Arathi Highlands has almost fled their countries in batches.

But what happened in the following months showed the stupidity and shortsightedness of these guys.

The undead did come, but they did not come out of the nest. The silent dead sent only three warfare groups. About 200,000 undead were entrenched in the wetland. On the opposite side, the human emperor Losa personally led 250,000. The human soldiers almost drained all the standing troops in northern Xinjiang. The two sides did a tentative attack in the disgusting mud of the wetland several times, but then they became quiet like a hibernating beast again.

Judging from the information returned by the spies hiding in southern Xinjiang, there is no large-scale force mobilization in the area controlled by the undead. Everyone knows that the undead must be planning a certain conspiracy, just like they attacked the iron furnace from the ground. The same as the fort, but the problem is that to maintain the supply of 250,000 soldiers in the Arathi Highlands, the empire has almost burned out. If you want to take the initiative, the Emperor Lothar must wait patiently.

While waiting for the undead to show its flaws, it also has to wait for the bad things in the Empire to be resolved.

Yes, even at this moment when the human empire is at stake, the interior of the empire is still not very calm. The first headache is the growing veterinary disease in Gilneas, Gilneas King Jean Greyman In order to stop the invasion of veterinary diseases, and even the power of the country, a giant wall "Greymane's Wall" that could not be captured was built at the entrance of the peninsula of Gilneas to exile veterinary patients to the Silver Pine Forest. Extinguish.

At the other two exits of the Silverpine Forest, King Alterac and the Kingdom of Lordaeron also deployed the necessary troops to prevent veterinary patients from bringing the disease into their own countries.

It can be said that in the past few years, Yinsong Forest has become a place where people can talk, and there are nearly 100,000 animalized patients wandering and waiting to die.

But even this brutal method failed to stop the spread of the disease in Gilneas. Just last month, the outbreak of animal disease in Longgu Port, the most important port city of Gilneas, has now been loyal to Jiji. King En’s soldiers surrounded him, and at any time a tragic massacre could erupt.

Among the soldiers supporting the Arathi Highlands, Gilneas sent the fewest soldiers, but including His Majesty Darin, who has the harshest mouth, no one can accuse King Jean of not fulfilling his promise. Gilneas’ predicament has now been All the kings knew about it, and for Emperor Lothar, he now only hopes that Gilneas’s epidemic of veterinary diseases will not spread.

But Gilneas’s disaster was not without positive effects.

Some druids... Some mysterious night elf druids started sneaking into Gilneas’ forest two years ago, and even entered the territory of Gilneas through the holes of the Greymane’s wall. After the strange druids were discovered, they claimed that they were here to treat the "werewolf infection" epidemic, and their private actions soon received the support of the human emperor who was so desperate.

In the past 2 years, more and more night elf druids have appeared in northern Xinjiang. They don’t care about human wars at all. They seem to only care about the outbreaks of those werewolves, and they really have a set to prevent the infection of veterinary diseases. The way, and people can't help but can help, is that with the help of the "enthusiasm" of these natural messengers, the entire agricultural industry in Gilneas and Lordaeron had a bumper harvest last year, which is also an unexpected joy.

The second trouble before Emperor Lothar came from King Alterac who was under his direct rule.

To be precise, the nobles who were still loyal to the old Pinored royal family who were overthrown as early as 6 years ago, they lost their land, their honor, their title and their own in that disaster Power, and now, they are gathering in secret, trying to take back all the lost things.

They call themselves... Syndicate.

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"Da da da"

The riding boots inlaid with spurs stepped on the dark channel covered with water stains, and in the erratic candlelights hanging on the stone walls on both sides, a figure strolled into the dark basement, wearing a black cloak and a gentleman hat, There is also a black and white mask on his face, very well-dressed, at first glance is a person with identity.

He stretched out his left hand with white silk gloves and gently tapped on the wooden door at the end of the basement with a certain rhythm. After a while, the wooden door was opened from the inside with a sweet smile and a hot figure The maid invited the mysterious gentleman into the dark room, and between the candlelight fluttering, the slight blood halo in the maid's eyes flashed away.

Compared with the bad environment outside, the dark room layout is full of old-fashioned nobles. The high-end carpets bought from Quel'Thalas, the dazzling crystal chandelier hanging at the top of the room, and the surrounding walls Gorgeous murals, fragrant and delicious food on the table, a shelf full of books, a wine cabinet wrapped in crushed ice, and an elaborate fireplace, of course, burning warmth In the flaming fireplace, there are 5 back chairs decorated with black velvet.

Three of them have already sat down. They are wearing very elegant clothes like this mysterious gentleman, two men and one woman, but each person's face is hung with a black and white mask, which looks like some kind of The mysterious little association is the same.

"You are late, Mr. Duke."

A tall woman in a black evening dress, also wearing a mask, appeared quietly behind everyone. She was holding a wine glass with blood red liquid in her hand. She looked at the gentleman who had taken off her cloak in front of her eyes. , She whispered in a hoarse voice:

"What happened on the road?"

The gentleman who changed his name to "Duke" shook his head. He looked at this woman's mask, which was different from other people's black and white masks. This woman's mask was bright red. The strangeness outside, as well, is full of weird, tempting.

"No, ma'am, I just lost some time at the recruiting office in Tarren Mill. I just sent 20 guys into Lothar's army. They are all the best guys. They are strong, reasonable, and loyal to ours. Career, loyalty to true kingship, I think they will play a role."

"It's still the same old thing, you always like to let the talent we need to do some useless work."

The lady sitting in the back chair mocked coldly:

"I don't see the benefits of letting our people join the army, especially when we are already on line with Gilneas. Your actions will instead expose us to risk."

"Exposure?"

"Duke" sneered. He walked to his own seat, picked up a glass of wine, and sat with his legs up by the fire. He laughed:

"Last week, who attracted the Imperial Guard and caused us to lose three strongholds? Knowing that Lothar’s hounds have been hunting us down, and also attending the underground community rally of local warlocks with great fanfare, you think you are alive. Is it too moist? The little girl of the Montrose family, IMHO...If it’s not your father’s assets, your IQ shouldn’t be here at all!”

"boom"

The wine glass in the Duke's hands was crushed, and between the splashes of red liquid, he stared at the woman who had made a mockery before. He said in a strange voice:

"You guys who only cause trouble!"

"Duke!"

Another old voice sounded, which stopped the quarrel between the two. It was an old man in a dark blue dress, and he could hear it from his voice:

"You made a mistake. Here, we don't need a real name... When you are angry, please pay attention to the rules, okay?"

The old man looked very prestigious. After he spoke, the two quarrelers closed their mouths at the same time, and this strange atmosphere continued until the woman with the red mask finished drinking **** wine and sat down. On the chair at the center of the five chairs.

As if the last gear had returned, the last five leaders of the entire Syndicate organization were together again.

"Talk about it, the result of your recent activities."

The woman with the red mask leaned on the chair in an elegant posture, stretched out her fingers lazily, and under the mask, those crimson eyes were impatient, if not shouldered more importantly Mission, she was too lazy to be fooled with these human mice here.

But to be honest, occasionally letting go of the mood and looking at the inexhaustible means of fighting in these human dens, it will indeed make the three views of the simple blood watcher Nassa refreshed again and again.

This is almost her favorite entertainment in the past year, and after she joined, the syndicate has changed from the previous 15 leaders to the current 5, and the remaining 10 people are all dead. The blades of the companions handed out from the darkness and the malice contained in sweet words.

"Although Losa led the army, his intelligence officers did not follow him to the battlefield."

The Duke waved his finger in disgust and said:

"In the past 2 months, these royal hounds have become more and more fierce in our pursuit. All the sheriffs within the Alterac kingship have joined the encirclement and suppression. We have lost a lot of peripheral power, but this Perhaps it is a good thing, because those who can survive such a strong storm will inevitably become the real pillar strength of Syndicate."

"According to your request, madam, my caravan has entered the territory of Gilneas 17 days ago. They are lurking in the Gilneas city and can follow the instructions at any time to carry out the next task."

After the Duke finished speaking, Nasa nodded and looked at the other two. Under her silent urging, the young woman who had quarreled with the Duke was embarrassed, but after a moment, she said:

“It’s really regretful that the actions of the local warlocks were disturbed, but my presence has shown them our sincerity. I think that it may only take a while to get in touch and we will be able to draw them into our camp. in."

"you think?"

Nasa snorted, which made the young woman tremble, and then she heard Nasa's more cold voice:

"I don't care about everything you think, but "magician", you need to be clear that the past syndicate has been injected with new power, it has been reborn after the internal purification, this new organization will definitely be in the future To reopen the whole new era of Alterac, we only need the best talents... I will give you another three days, if the "powerful warlocks" in your mouth have not obeyed us..."

Nasa learned the way Tyrion spoke in her memory, deliberately paused for 2 seconds, and then increased her tone:

"Then I will do it myself, "invite" them."

"Yes... I must find a way, uh, no, I mean, I will do it! I will persuade them!"

The young "magician" was indeed scared, and it was in this room that she had seen the mysterious assassins coming and going under the shadow of Nasa more than once, how easily she took one silently. Every time she sees Nasa's blood-red mask in her life, she will be very nervous.

Simply, Nasa didn’t expect much from this no-brained noblewoman. She left her when she defeated the Syndicate leader, and she just felt it was fun. Nasa quickly turned her attention. The old man, and the dark-haired young man who has remained silent.

"How about you two? I look forward to some better news."

"Well, good news, yes."

The old man stretched his hands to adjust his cuffs and said slowly: "My fleet landed in Nanhai town yesterday. They brought back good news. Madam, those people you have been looking for recently, they found them."

"Huh? Really?"

Nasa's bored eyes immediately became bright, and in the face of her doubts, the old man was not angry. From the velvet pouch he carried, he took out a quaint amulet-like thing and handed it to Nasa:

"My best crew went deep into the wild land of Kul Tiras. In the forest, they lost 7 of the best guys and found this. The real "witch", they really exist."

"well!"

Nasa felt the dark power from this amulet, and she nodded in satisfaction:

""Navigator", you really are the most trustworthy person in the organization. I will compensate you for your losses."

"Compensation? No, I don't need compensation."

The old man stood up, adjusted his clothes, and then patted the shoulder of the silent young man beside him. He said softly:

"I never joined Syndicate for money. As long as Pirinod's flag is floating in Alterac's sky again, everything I do is worth it."

Hearing this sentence, Nasa shook her head regretfully. She looked at the last young man and asked softly:

"Unfortunately, Pinored will no longer rule Alterac, but in return, I will give you a new life, Orridon, how are you feeling?"

The young man raised his head, and under the black and white mask, a flash of blood flashed in his eyes. He said softly in a dry voice:

"The new power...very good!"

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