Azeroth’s Death Track

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Since the afternoon of 2 days ago, it was like the switch of sin was turned on. Within the kings of Alterac and Hillsbrad Foothills, dozens of large towns were badly carrying the dead of the werewolf disease specimens. Attack.

Although the Imperial Intelligence officials were alerted before the incident, when they began to act, the disaster had already occurred.

Except that the infections in 4 towns near New Tarren Mill and Alterac City were controlled before they spread, the werewolf werewolves in 7 other towns broke through the guard’s blockade, and some escaped into the king’s collar Among the snow-capped mountains, some fled for 2 days and 2 nights, and Prince Galin, who was led by the army to support him, was blocked in the center of the hills, and then the two sides worked together to destroy them.

It is no exaggeration to say that this was a "nuclear bomb" detonated in the center of the empire.

The forces of all parties were shocked by the sudden attack of the undead, and this attack on the civilians’ fears also made some commanders who knew about the dark blade undead think that the dark blade has broken through the previous lower limit, and the war between the two sides is moving forward. In the direction of omnipotent development.

And more importantly, when realizing that even hiding in the center of imperial rule is not safe, many civilians who have escaped the disaster feel that the road ahead is slim, although there has not been a large-scale escape, but If the undead were allowed to continue to attack in this way, soon, with the strong support of Emperor Lothar, the angry king had just recovered, and it would definitely usher in a bad wave.

"The most important issue now is not to hunt down the werewolves who escaped! This is not important!"

In a private letter to Emperor Lothar, King Gilneas of Gilneas said in a fierce tone:

"Now that the connection between the undead and the werewolf has been proven, the most important thing now is that before the undead take advantage of our internal chaos and before the massive attack, the parties will work together to eliminate the wolf scourge in Gilneas! "

"The enemy laid a trap for us long before the war began. We can no longer blind ourselves to be beaten by them. It is time to help Gilneas jump out of this despicable trap."

It is true that Emperor Lothar, who was on the front line of Arathi, was also extremely angry at this incident, but after calming down, he did not take Jean’s advice for a simple reason...

After dealing with Tyrion, Emperor Lothar knew what kind of person the King of Dark Blades was. If this attack was really his work, then the Empire would face it next, surely It is a continuous conspiracy or simply a massive attack by the undead.

Under the circumstance of chaos in the empire, if the external pressure suddenly increases, it will inevitably lead to the chaos within the empire. Tyrion is such a bastard. He is good at using such conspiracy means. This forced Emperor Lothar to consider the problem from the worst point of view.

On the front line of Arathi, where the atmosphere was suddenly tense, Emperor Lothar wrote his letter to other kings in the barracks.

"The front-line legion can't back away, nor can the violent undead allow us to back away. Rather than self-disruption, the internal scourge should be coordinated by us. Gilneas' wolfman problem can't continue to be dragged on, just like it is placed on us. A bomb inside may detonate at any time."

"Although it is a bit cold to say this, as the emperor, I am more fortunate that this crisis occurred before the large-scale war, rather than when the battle situation was scorching. The destiny in the underworld is still sheltering the Holy Arathor Empire. It gave We have time to deal with the most terrible crisis... Here, I give the following order in the name of the emperor:"

"1. The 4.5.6 Reserve Corps, which was supposed to support Arathi’s frontline battlefield, was transferred to the Silver Pine Forest Line, relying on the Greymane’s Wall and the Hilly Defence Line, and under the guidance of the Gilneas Army Corps. The hidden werewolf community in the forest is annihilating!"

"2. The internal exchange of information between national intelligence organizations should be completed within the last 10 days. Countries begin to self-examine any information that exists within the country and may be related to the potential of the undead."

"3. King Alterac’s internal blockade policy will be implemented from now on, and will be presided over by first-level intelligence officers throughout the empire. It is necessary to remove any hidden dangers hidden in the king’s collar. Civilians suspected of being infected with werewolf disease are concentrated in Unified management in the southern part of the Trans Valley."

"Dear Kings, 250,000 soldiers and I will continue to stay on the front line and protect the frontiers of the people of the empire, and the internal affairs of the empire outside the war will be handed over to the King’s Parliament. Let us work together to preserve the fire of human civilization and protect its growth."

"Another. The dwarf king Moela demonstrated her loyalty to the empire and her ability in this crisis. Therefore, I personally propose that the king Moira inherit the seat of his father Magni Bronzebeard, and The Special Envoy of the Sun King, Prince Kael'thas, participated in the discussions of the King's Parliament with a special seat."

"All sacrifices and glory are attributed to the Holy Arathor Empire!"

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"boom"

At the moment when he just re-boarded the land of the Eastern Continent, the results of the attacks on the Hillsbrad Foothills were placed in front of Tyrion. In the face of this successful raid, the face of the Dark Blade King's face was Extremely ugly.

The wine glass he held in his hand was completely destroyed in the cruel frost. With the debris of the glass and the debris of ice dying in the air, when Tyrion raised his head again, the cold temperament of his body had become extremely extreme. Danger.

"Who allows you to carry out such a frenzied battle plan?"

In front of him, the commander of the wetland wars, the death lords Saurfang and Luminas, and the new lords who came here as war observers, sat silently, watching the sharp confrontation before them calmly, even in Danas Torbain with an inexplicable smile in the ice blue eyes.

In the face of Tyrion's scolding, Luminas's expression was also not good-looking, but before the younger sister was ready to answer, Saurfang stepped forward, Shen Sheng said:

"Luminas and I only got information and information about this hidden operation five hours before the battle started. I once questioned it. This is not like the combat command you issued by yourself, but facing me The questions raised by the front-line intelligence officers did not answer, but continued their own business plan which is not quite the same as our style of conduct."

"You don't know?"

Tyrion’s eyes narrowed, and his emotionless eyes swept over Saurfang and Luminas’ eyes. Compared to Saurfang’s candid eyes, Luminas’ eyes were more or less dodge .

"Lumi, I heard that you have had some problems with Myra recently..."

Tyrion leaned on the stone throne, his fingers playing on the black ring, he said in an undoubted voice, Shen Sheng:

"So, how about going to see Myra in Blackstone, and taking a break for a while?"

Hearing this, Luminas gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She seemed to want to refute, but in the end, she lowered her head slightly, sighed, and put the command scepter of the Hellfire Corps. On the table in front of Tyrion, he turned around and left the combat command room in the wetland with a lonely back.

"Lumi, when passing by Karazhan, by the way, I would like to greet Khadgar... Even if the past is a small incident, I will be disappointed if he also participates this time!"

Luminas' pace of advancement froze abruptly, and then she sped away from here, as if she was fleeing from something. She was removed from all duties. She knew this very well, and she knew why.

Tyrion did not let her explain, leaving her with a final face, but it seems that this time, Nassa’s solo walk really touched Tyrion’s bottom line, and now it seems that the big lich Card Some of the added small movements did not seem to hide Tyrion's eyes.

And most importantly, how long has the calm anger gesture of the King of Blades of Darkness been seen? And where does his anger end up?

"boom"

The black, scepter of the hellfire clan carved with the fangs of an abyssal lord was thrown to the sitting Darnas Torbane. Tyrion closed his eyes and whispered:

"I wanted to give you a little more rest to adjust to this change, but now it seems that you have to step back on the battlefield, my general."

Darnas, who held the scepter and admired it carefully, didn't answer immediately, but said slowly:

"You promised me, Tyrion, but now it seems that your subordinates are not quite in line with your thoughts. I promise to fight for you because the future order you sketched for me moved me, but ...I have doubts now."

"There will be no doubts, no problems."

Tyrion waved his hand and said something in spiritual communication. Saurfang nodded silently, then turned around and strode away with great murderousness.

In the quiet darkness, the King of Dark Blades said softly:

"I will take care of all this. We are not monsters, and we will not become monsters, Darnas, do what you should do."

"well!"

The Death Lord stood up, adjusted his black armor, and lifted the tomahawk around his leg. He looked back at Tyrion and said softly:

"I'll watch it all the time. Looking at this group, is it really as you said...justice, so great."

"You will see."

In the icy darkness, Tyrion said to hide in this.

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In the Hillsbrad Foothills at this time, the leader of the Blood Watcher, sitting alone in front of the burning fireplace in the syndicate’s completely abandoned base, she was holding a glass of wine against the warm fire , Quiet like a sculpture.

"Elder sister, you..."

Watchman Marais appeared quietly behind Nasa. She wanted to say something, but was stopped by Nasa's wave.

"All this was planned by me and executed by me. It has nothing to do with you. Understand? Anyone can ask you and answer them like this!"

"No, elder sister, I just want to know..."

Marais is the youngest of all the blood watchers. At this moment, this cruel and ruthless **** the battlefield is tangled in activities with ten fingers. She looked at Nasa’s silent back and she asked softly:

"Why are you doing this? You know that he never allows us to target civilians in war. You know that this will anger him, elder sister, and you will pay a terrible price for this."

"I don't understand, why do you..."

"You don't understand, Marais, my sister, you don't understand..."

Nasa took a sip of wine, and some of her sloppy body leaned her head on the chair. She said lazily:

"You have vowed not to be that kind of person, you hate that kind of person, but time has changed you, you start to examine him, start to observe him, start to see his advantages, start to be attracted by his outlined future...you Start obeying him, and you lose your heart of resistance, until one night, you suddenly wake up and look back, taking care of the shadow on the ground, which has been distorted by yourself to him."

"I don't want to be anyone's slave, that's why."

"But His Majesty never regarded us as slaves..."

Marais said entangledly: "Although I don't want to admit it, the life in the dark edge is more free and more enjoyable than in the watchman. No one oppresses us and no one restrains us."

"It's just the rules, my little sister, it's just the rules, and I'm talking about the soul."

Nasa sighed:

"My desire for freedom is like Ms. Maiev, even though she is bound by her duty and mission, but she also has a heart that yearns for freedom. She will resist all the yoke imposed by herself, just like me now, I am just in Tell him in this way that he will never want me to become his imaginary Nassa...never possible!"

"boom"

The wine glass in Nasa's hands was thrown fiercely at the fireplace in front of her. Between the fires, she gritted her teeth and said:

"No one wants to change me!"

"Nasa, my watchman."

At the next moment, a cold voice sounded in Nasa’s mind:

"I'll give you 1 day to come back and see me by myself, otherwise...I will go to you in person."

A short sentence made Nassa's movements stiff in place. Behind him, the sad Malais put a sharp knife wheel on Nassa's neck. The youngest girl in the watchman sobbed and said:

"Sorry, elder sister...but the main mother ordered, let us send you back to see your majesty, otherwise... the madman of Black Shore is here, she is protecting you, everyone is trying to protect you, please, Don't irritate him, take the initiative to admit your mistake..."

"Ugh..."

Nasa sighed. She turned around, and her **** eyes looked at her sister tenderly. She reached out to wipe her **** tears, and she said softly:

"Don't cry, silly boy, I won't run away."

"Even if he doesn't want to see me, I will go back and see him, it's time to make a break."

"it's time..."

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