Azeroth’s Death Track

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Time passes by in a hurry, it is like a passionate and ruthless prodigal son who will not stay for anyone or anything.

The winter of the Dark Portal for 14 years was a quiet winter. The grasslands in the Arathi Highlands also turned yellow and covered with snow. The undead who originally resided here and were hostile to the human army were silent. On a deep cold night, I returned to a warmer wetland.

No one knows why the undead retreat when they have the advantage, but this does not prevent politicians from calling it "a glorious victory" and spreading it throughout the empire.

All high-level officials know that this argument is nonsense, but no one is going to stop this absurd gossip from spreading. The reason is simple. As a group of individuals, civilians need to be informed that peace still exists and needs to be To ensure that their lives are not disturbed, people need managers to give them a world of stable life.

They will cover their ears and immerse themselves in the illusory peace, which is what the high-level wants to see, especially in this eventful autumn.

When the New Year’s bell sounded at the Gate of Darkness for 15 years, the cities of northern Xinjiang were filled with joy, whether it was the people, the soldiers, or the generals on the front line, all put a heavy pressure on this night , Enjoy the happy time, and surprisingly, in the area controlled by the undead, there is also a huge celebration on this night.

Whether it is citizens of the Defias Federal District, workers in the Black Iron District, or two groups of dwarves who are hostile to each other in the Kazmodan District and occasionally unite against the undead, they put down those hearts in this night Things that are not happy enough, the wine is open, and a huge bonfire is lit in the western wilderness. The stingy big bosses in the black iron district even kindly provided an extra dinner for the workers who work the night shift.

Everyone is very happy, including the death knights of Midnight Garden in Stormwind City. They are also very happy. These dead souls took candy and condolences to the orphanages of Stormwind City and various cities to spend with bold children On an unforgettable night, the timid children hiding in the quilt also received gifts, although this scene seemed to them the same as Halloween night.

It is said that the world of Draenor is equally happy tonight. The Dark Temple also held a huge celebration. The Blood Mother invited the orphans of the Shattras Orphanage to visit the temple. This invitation was initially worrying, but in the end But it became a reality with Naru's acquiescence.

And even those citizens who hate the undead with deep bones have to admit that at this time of the day, the undead who ruled them in the vague darkness really have a bottom line, and a ruler with a bottom line, in a certain In this sense, it does make people feel at ease.

The high-level parliament of the Defias Federal District held a huge firework celebration on the square of Stormwind City tonight. In the past few years, the speaker, Mr. Van Cliff, who was much older, announced in front of the citizens of Stormwind City. After the federal plan for the coming year, the people gave heartfelt cheers after hearing that the extremely low tax rate would not change.

No matter in which world, no matter what civilization, no matter what system, the people are most concerned about is still their own lives.

Even those espionage agents hidden among citizens have to admit that the Defia Federation, which is completely different from the ruling system they know, now has what a country should be...Although there are many regulations in this country In particular, the widespread use of undead workers and less secure machines seems to be deviant.

What made Mr. Van Cliff, who had broken the heart for the development of the Federation the most, was that the low tax rate and welfare policies that the Federation had been insisting on until now had finally achieved results.

The gnome doctors and their apprentices assigned to each town, as well as the improvement of living standards, coupled with the lavishness of their hands, let many civilian couples who have seen the disaster start the "man-made plan", especially in the western wilderness and Ai The "Mother of Heroes" commendation policy initially implemented by Irvine Forest has made the people more willing to maintain their heritage.

According to the statistics of the House of Commons, this winter, the birth rate of babies in every town of the Federal District has increased significantly. That is to say, in the third year of its establishment, the Federation, which is trapped in a sparse number and difficult to develop, The first baby boom is about to be ushered in, which is indeed a thankful thing.

Although this increase in population is only a shortfall for the Federation, Defia Federation controls the territory of a kingdom, and the Parliament has tried every means to recruit the population, and even spares some pirates or robbers, plus the war zone The resources of the collapsed soldiers that come here must be counted as a large-scale population raid by Tyrion in Kul Tiras.

It took so many means, but until now, the total population of the Federation has not exceeded 300,000 people, and it is mainly concentrated in a few specific areas, and the land is sparse to a desperate level... In northern Xinjiang, even if it is a prosperous town, its number must far exceed this number.

The situation in the Black Iron District and Kazmodan District is slightly better, but the social form of these two places is far inferior to the Defias Federation. After all, in the planning of Tyrion, the Defias Federation system is what he wants What you want to see is a system that can develop by itself and be accepted by humans.

"So, you offered to migrate some dwarfs, and the copper-beard dwarf and black iron dwarf to enter the Federal District?"

At noisy midnight, in the mansion in the Garden District of Stormwind City, Tyrion looked at Van Cliff who was sitting opposite him. The speaker had not been so green for a few years ago, and now he is very solemn in every move. Full of self-confidence, that is the temperament of a big man, and in front of him, a plan is being placed.

Facing the question from Tyrion, Van Cliff took off his monocle. He rubbed his sparse forehead and nodded.

"Yes, Your Majesty Terion, this is the helpless move after the House of Lords has discussed countless times. The Federal District wants to develop, and the population is the necessary foundation, but even if we use every means to encourage childbirth, the natural increase in population will still be We cannot meet our urgent needs. In the Federal District, we have initially proved that the system we adhere to can survive, and now, the most important task before us is to ensure its rapid development."

"Dwarves and gnomes are long-lived species compared to humans, and the gap between races needs to be broken for a long time, and the combination of humans and two races may not seem realistic at the moment, but I believe that one day, we Races like half-dwarf and half-dwarf will appear in our Federation, and they, born and raised in the Federal District, will become our strongest supporters because they need a culture and civilization to advertise themselves."

"Well, you are very thoughtful."

Tyrion put the plan in his hand aside, he thought about it for a moment, reached out and hugged his cat, Mr. Bigworth resisted when he first arrived in Stormwind City, but soon came to the source of the undead maids. Will be captured under the constant delivery of food.

It is now at least half fatter than before, but it’s somewhere between Mr. Bigworth’s excellent bloodlines. This obesity doesn’t affect its health... well, this little tabby cat is a rare wizard cat, it can use some Simple low-level magic, and can live at least 300 years.

Tyrion stroking his sleepy cat, he said softly:

"But I am not optimistic about this immigration plan. Dwarves and gnomes are long-lived species, and their fertility rate is poor. Even when combined with humans, they cannot change the laws of nature, but your consideration is also necessary... . Have you ever thought about how to quickly increase the population of the Federation through some less "just" methods?"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Van Cliff couldn't help rubbing his nose. After a while, he nodded:

"Some lawmakers, um, the more radical ones, have proposed the plan of "looting the population" more than once. According to some seafarers we hire from the Black Iron District, there are many islands on the chaotic South China Sea. The number of fellow human beings bound by pirate rules is considerable. After preliminary calculations by some experienced auditors, the number of humans on the vast South China Sea is between 600,000 and 750,000, which is comparable to a small country. For other races participating in piracy, this number is likely to exceed 1 million."

"But this proposal cannot be passed in the House of Commons."

Van Cliff smiled a little embarrassedly: "The issue of the parliamentary system is here. There are some things you know are correct and should be done, but you can't do it..."

"So, my opinion is that you can change the way."

Tyrion said slowly:

"The pirates are a group of scum. There is no doubt that they do not have any moral constraints. They can do anything for money..."Business", even including robbing compatriots, human trafficking... Listen to me, pirates It would be too wasteful to lead everyone who would kill them..."

"Snapped"

A black card was placed on the table, and then handed to Van Cliff:

"This is the VIP identification of the Dark Edge Consortium in Treasure Bay. If you make a decision, you can send someone to contact them. I believe that those dirty stink pirates don't mind an extra bounty."

"We can open the ports of Stormwind and the Wild West to them..."

Van Cliff's eyes narrowed, and there was a flash of light: "They can even be given a legal identity, provided that they make their due contributions to the development of the Defias Federation..."contribution."

"I didn't say anything, everything is up to you."

Tyrion leaned back in his chair, the cat in his arms was already drowsy, and he seemed to have entered a state of light sleep even with his master. Mr. Speaker hesitated for more than ten minutes. Eventually, he sighed and picked up The black card, put on his own bowler hat, put on a black coat with the help of the undead maid, and quietly left the midnight garden.

After Van Cliff left, Tyrion's eyes slowly opened, and he stared at the dim room. After a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"To do the right thing, to do the wrong thing...Van Cliff, I really saw you right."

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"To a hard-won victory, cheers!"

In the Holy Light Monastery outside Lordaeron, on the night of the New Year, the Mograine family who ruled here held a small reception, most of the guests were the believers of the Holy Light, as well as some Kingdom of Lordaeron The senior nobles, although the great knight of Alessandro Mograine scoffed at the so-called "Arathi Victory", this veteran noble also understood the truth of being in the same light.

What's more, the people in his territory also need good news.

At the reception tonight, the big nobles sat on the second floor and talked, the little nobles were camping around in the generous hall, and the believers of the Holy Light gathered together to admire some of the collections of the Holy Light Church privately owned by the Grand Knight. At the same time, they frequently toasted and prayed for the archbishop's crown.

Since the beginning of last spring, the physical condition of the Fa'ao crown has been very optimistic. People have been pessimistic that the Archbishop's Church was called by the Holy Light in the cold winter, but his apprentice Turalyon suddenly returned, it seems The Archbishop was given a cardiotonic medicine, especially the Holy Light verse about the Naru and Draenei sages that Turalyon brought back from the world of Draenor, and gave the old archbishop to continue to live. power.

On New Year’s Eve, the Archbishop met with other believers in the Alonso Chapel in Stratholme District. His body did not improve, but it did not deteriorate. This news really cheered many people. But it also disappointed others...it was, after all, the Pope, a sacred position that reached the summit of the human faith and looked at that position, almost countless people.

"Naru is a sacred existence, they were born from the purest holy light, that is a long time we can not imagine, and in the vast battlefield of the stars, Naru has been a supporter of the light side, and the dark In an eternal struggle, my experience in Shattrath City is the most precious asset of my life. Every time I enter meditation under the Holy Light of the Naru, it is a great comfort to my soul. "

Today, the big knight Turalyon, who is wearing a dress, spreads the greatness of the Holy Light among a group of faithful people. He talks about his knowledge in the world of Draenor and the future seen in the light displayed by Naru The obscure and sacred scriptures made the faithful drunk, and some even took out pen and paper on the spot to record the teachings of the Naru.

The appearance of the Draenei and Naru is an opportunity for self-improvement for the Holy Light Church in Azeroth. Archbishop Fao discussed the doctrine of the Holy Light with the Prophet Velen more than once, and those who traveled in the northern border The draenei priests and paladins also left many legends on this land.

Uh, some of them are more fragrant, such as the love story between a female draenei knight and a human knight...Of course 80% are made up, and the draenei are a longevity. Those who are attached to the Holy Light can easily live 10,000 years old, which is destined. Even if they are attractive human males, for the beautiful and hot-skinned hoof girls, it is just a short-lived one. The scenery only.

"Great Knight..."

After the believers dispersed, Turalyon picked up a glass of wine with some fatigue, and at this moment, a magnetic voice rang behind him, and he turned around, looking at the one he had never seen before. The human nobleman, who raised his toast to him, and then spoke in a mysterious language that was strange to rap in a voice that only two people could hear:

"Είμαιπερίεργος, ποιοςστοδιάολοείσαι? (I'm curious, who the **** are you?)"

And the big knight was not panic, he looked around and answered with a smile:

"Δενσεέχωδειγιαπολύκαιρό, αδερφέμου...Balnazzar!. (long time no see, my brother...Banazar!)"

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