Azeroth’s Death Track

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"I finally caught up."

After some battles, Losa personally dispersed the undead forward with the heavy cavalry, and the stubborn resistance of the paladins in the rear, finally repelled this wave of undead raids.

Among the incomplete frontline fortresses, the long-lost Turalyon knight wiped his **** face with water and said to Emperor Lothar standing beside him:

"Marshal, did I let you down?"

Lothar looked at the great knight in front of him with a nostalgic gaze. He said softly:

"Of course, Turalyon, you never let me down...but I was curious, did they say you stayed in Draenor? Follow those Naru to learn the teachings of the Holy Light and find a way to heal your soul, Why did you suddenly appear in Arathi Highlands?"

"I heard from the respected Naru Adal what happened in the motherland."

After refreshing, the Turalyon knight restored his handsome and determined face. He sat beside Lothar and told his story to the human emperor.

"Adal and Mr. Velen have been in contact. After hearing that the undead began to attack the human empire, I bid farewell to the friendly spokesmen of the Holy Light and returned to the world from the dark door controlled by the undead... As for those The knight who followed me was the prisoner of war I rescued from the kingdom controlled by the undead, from the Kingdom of Storms... that place is now called the Confederation of Defias, and all the way to the wetlands, our number is increasing."

The knight shook his head sadly:

"Finally, when crossing the Thoradin Bridge...the ice bridge controlled by the undead, we lost a lot of warriors, and I took them across the blockade of the undead from the bay of Defar, when we appeared on the high ground , Happened to meet the undead attacking Torrent... Right, marshal, I heard, Danas he..."

Mentioning this issue, the human emperor could not help but sigh:

"Because of our mistakes in decision-making, Danas fell into the siege of the undead. He died in the snowfield of Kazmodan, and more than one angry person saw him on the battlefield. He was resurrected by the undead, very Sorry, but he is now our enemy."

"boom"

Turalyon punched the table in front of him, his anger and sorrow unmasked.

"I'm still late to come back...if I can go faster, maybe...maybe Danas will not..."

"It's not to blame you, boy."

Lothar patted Turalyon's shoulder:

"This is not to blame you. This is his destiny. The next time we meet him, we will let him rest in peace. Now, let’s go to rest. Both Uther and Fording heard the news of your return. They are now fast. Coming to Torrent, and your mentor, Fa Mian, you better take the time to look at him. The physical condition under the crown is somewhat optimistic."

"I see."

Turalyon nodded, then turned to leave, looking at the back of his departure, Luosa's eyes gleamed with a different kind of light. After a while, the intelligence officer of the king's collar appeared quietly behind the emperor, and he would The document was handed to Lothar.

"This is the news that our secret agents in the Defias Federal District and the Black Iron District returned. It does mention the news that some prisons of the undead were breached, which is basically consistent with what the Grand Knight said. For those Paladins who returned to the Empire 'S inquiries are ongoing, but there are no doubts."

Lothar looked at the intelligence in his hand. After a while, he said to the intelligence officer behind him:

"Help me invite Mr. Velen to Alterac, as well as Master Antonidas, and the Archmage of Quel'Thalas, who specializes in camouflage magic, are also invited."

"Yes, your majesty."

The intelligence officer responded, but a moment later, he whispered again:

"Your Majesty, are you doubting the loyalty of the Grand Knight?"

"It's not suspicion, White, it's a prudent... caring."

Emperor Lothar brushed his beard, his eyes narrowed:

"Everything that happened to Master Shore gave us a warning. Turalyon had suffered the same thing, which made me have to be more skeptical, but I hope that Turalyon in front of me is still the one I used to Brave and sincere adjutant... too many bad things have happened in recent years."

"If he is not true, then he will definitely show his feet in front of the masters of the magic world in Velen. If he is true, then returning from Draenor to support the imperial war has proved Turalyon. It is credible, there are many things, and those important things can be left to him to do."

"In this troubled autumn, I hope everything goes well, right, White, is there a letter from Kul Tiras?"

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Emperor Lothar asked the nearby attendants if there was any news from Kul Tiras, even in the most anxious battlefield, he did not forget this matter, which fully demonstrated the importance of something he was worried about.

This matter is indeed important because it concerns the retreat of the human empire.

Before he became the emperor, Lothar was an excellent battlefield commander. He knew how important it was for a war or a group to have a retreat at the last moment.

Especially when the undead in southern Xinjiang aggressively attacked northern Xinjiang, Lothar urgently needed a retreat, of course not for him or his soldiers, but for the unarmed civilians.

Once the Torrent is lost, once the worst situation occurs, the gate to the hinterland of Northern Xinjiang will completely open to the cave of the undead. By that time, Losa can continue to resist resistance in the country, but those civilians will definitely suffer. When it comes to the devastation brought by the war, as an excellent commander, Losa is very clear how important the stability of civilians is to a protracted war.

Why could humans continue to counterattack under the repeated attacks of the orcs? It is because even at the cruelest point of the war, the Stratholme district in the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the hinterland of Gilneas and the overseas kingdom of Kul Tiras have not been threatened by the orcs, the people there can live in peace and produce more Grain your teeth to support the front line.

And now, Losa is facing the same problem, but a little different is that the current Gilneas and Kul Tiras have lost internal stability, while Lordaeron alone can not support, in this case Once the undead attacked the Hillsbrad Foothills, it means that the Empire's supporters will face a terrible challenge. Even if Quel'Thalas is firmly on the side of the Empire, the decline will be difficult to reverse.

Although the high elves have strong fighting power, they are too few... The entire Quel'Thalas counts only 1.8 million children, and the number of people in Stratholme District in Lordaeron is far more than this number. The number is scarce and the inheritance is difficult. This is a common disease of long-lived species and cannot be changed at all.

In this case, Losa must find a suitable large rear for the people facing war challenges in the country...

And he frequently secretly communicated with King Dylan of Kul Tiras for this matter.

"I am entrusted by the emperor to find a suitable settlement for the people of the empire before the next stage of the undead war."

In the port of Boralus, which has become washed-out after the war of war, fully armed and wearing a captain's cap, Dai Lin is bidding farewell to his wife and son. Behind him is the Sea King and five warships. There are also a small fleet of 6 troop carriers and supply ships, fighting against the undead in Kul Tiras, while the third and fourth fleets are missing, Dai Lin cannot take too many warships.

Once there is no guarantee that the force of the sea will suppress the continuous undead of Drustvar, the Tiragarde Strait, which is slowly being recovered by the Navy, will inevitably bring new challenges.

"No need to worry about me, Catherine, my wife, this will be my last voyage."

Dai Lin hugged his wife affectionately. He whispered in her ear:

"I’ll be back soon, and then I won’t leave anymore. It’s almost enough to lose your nightmare once. Drake has grown up too. He should shoulder a heavier mission and learn to be a good man. The king."

"Does my admiral want to retire?"

Queen Catherine, who was still pale, smiled and helped her husband straighten the ribbon on her clothes. She said softly:

"You are in his prime, my husband, your days on the sea are still long."

"But I will offload the king, Catherine."

Dai Lin wiped his black beard, he looked back at the blue sea, he said:

"Maybe I will become a general and go to the mainland to help Lothar fight back those **** undead. Then we go to Dalaran together to grow up with our daughter and watch her marry a guy who can rest assured us. "

"I just don't want to ignore my family anymore."

Dai Lin caressed the pendant of the silver anchor selected on her chest. It is a treasure inherited by the Proudmoore family for generations. It is said that it has been blessed by the sea. .

The King of Kul Tiras last touched the face of his wife who was no longer young. He looked back at his son, Prince Drake Proudmoore, a grown up man.

"Drake, protect your mother and your country, wait for me to come back."

Dai Lin said to her son in an entrusting tone:

"Fat the undead fiercely. When I come back, I hope to see the Tiragarde Strait restore its former beauty and calmness."

"Yes, father!"

Prince Redeck responded loudly:

"I live up to your expectations!"

"well."

Dai Lin nodded with satisfaction, reaching for the command knife and musket handed over by his son. After preparation, under the personal **** of Lord Stormsong, the tide sage, Dai Lin slowly walked up the ladder, accompanied by the port The bell rang, and a huge maritime kingship, like a hill suspended above the sea, raised the battle flags of the King's flag and the Kul Tiras navy and began to slowly leave the port.

The destination of this fleet is the continent of Kalimdor, where it will be the last zone where the empire will send the people in the most critical situation. Another option is the island of Tol Barad, but that is the environment of the island. It is not comfortable and cannot accommodate too many people.

Commander Dai Lin’s fleet will circle Kalim for a week in one month to find the most suitable place for human immigrants to live, and there are two special guests on this ship.

"Good day, Admiral Dai Lin."

Thrall, who was wearing a human-style dress, waved a pure echo to Dai Lin, who walked into the cabin, and received a dull echo, but the young orc did not feel humiliated because he knew very well that in all human kings Among them, Dai Lin is the one who hates the orc the most. He can respond to this greeting and has already given Thrall a face.

And beside Thrall, Garrosh Hellscream wearing a light armor and carrying a battle axe, this young orc looked at Dai Lin’s tall back with a provocative look. After he left, Garrosh whispered to Thrall:

"You shouldn't say hello to him, look at his arrogant look, people can't wait to rush over and cut him two axes."

"Okay, Garrosh."

Thrall smiled and appeased his companion, and the two young orcs walked to the restaurant while talking.

"You have also seen the undead in Stromgarde with your own eyes. They are oppressing the living environment of the human empire, so Emperor Lothar had to make such an arrangement. In any case, the civilians of mankind are innocent."

Thrall picked up a piece of bread and ate a bite while saying to Garrosh:

"Do you remember the elder Drek'tar's instructions? Only under heavy pressure can people temporarily forget the hatred and truly unite together, maybe this time, the blood feud between humans and orcs will be fought by the two of us Ping, doesn’t this make you feel excited?"

"I'm not rare for peace."

Garrosh was drinking a bowl of turtle soup, and he whispered:

"Humans have only been pressed by the undead for too long. They desperately need allies. After all, it is not for our soldiers to charge for them. Father and chieftain will definitely not agree."

"But at least humans have shown sincerity, haven't they?"

Thrall laughed aloud, he no longer discussed the issue, he looked at Garrosh, he whispered:

"I heard that you recently became friends with Miss Jaina? Prince Alsace was very angry about this."

"Hey"

Garrosh shook his head proudly:

"It was for this reason that I agreed to make friends with the weak human beings. You don't know, every time I see Arthas's face twisted, how happy I feel, the proud guy...but really Yes, Jaina likes him very much, that is really a lucky guy."

"Speaking of this, it is not the first time that Dranosh and Yorin have proposed to go to the battlefield. Elder Drek'Thar does not want them to take risks, especially in the face of terrible undead, and I heard..."

Thrall said anxiously:

"I heard that Dranosh's father seemed to be on the side of the undead, and he still appeared on the battlefield."

"Ugh"

The reckless Garrosh also sighed. This heavy thing caused both people to lose the interest in chatting, and the navigator watched the surroundings cautiously while cutting the waves and moving fast on the sea. There is no danger so far, but there is always no shortage of danger in the vast sea.

Even the best seaman does not know what kind of crisis is hidden under the dark waves.

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