Azeroth’s Death Track

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"The Stratholme City is in a hurry! Your majesty, the undead gathered from Dallon County and the Sordo River have blocked the connection between the city and the town, but there are still nearly ten thousand civilians near Dallon County who have not moved and stayed on Stan Uther the great knight of Somme asked us to send an army to rescue them!"

In the parliamentary hall of Lordaeron’s court, all the officials of the entire city gathered here, and everyone was assigned a wartime task, from accommodating civilians, to liquidating war materials, from convening militias, to collecting intelligence from various places, Everyone was busy, and in the middle of the hall, a frost-faced old king was sitting in his seat. Behind him, the attendants kept summarizing the situation in various places, and then marked them on the map with various signs. .

The map of the Kingdom of Lordaeron in front of you is simply shocking. There are red signs around the settlements of the kingdom that represent the vitality, and the icons of the major cities in the Tirisfal and Stratholme areas are almost densely packed. The red dots are full, but this is not the worst.

In the area of ​​Lake Lordan Mill and Silver Pine Forest, a large red icon is moving towards the discovery of Dalaran. The dazzling color represents that the number of undead is more than 150,000, even if the imagination is barren. People can imagine the terrible scene where such a legion goes.

The old king has not had a rest from early morning to now. His eyes are full of fatigue, but he can't rest because almost every hour, bad news comes.

"What about the Hearth Valley Army?"

The old king asked, the attendant looked at the record in his hand, and then said in a deep voice:

"The big knight Verding, with the knights in his territory, is supporting Andorhal city, and the wizards of Quel'Thalas and Dalaran are also in that city, not far from Andorhal. A temporary shelter was established at Camp Coldwind to gather all the exiled civilians throughout Stratholme West."

"Well, Fording did well."

King Terenas rubbed his forehead: "How many troops are there in Stratholme?"

"Not many, Your Majesty, Rivendell... The traitor told the truth before he died, there were many unscrupulous spies in that city, and the great knight Uther was also busy dealing with the hidden dangers in the city. The city was poisoned, and there are hundreds of thousands of people in that city, so the Uther knights will ask for help, and their strength may also be stretched."

There was a heavy flash in the attendant's eyes, and he whispered:

"Holy Light Chapel and the Paladins of Tyr’s Hand planned to contain civilians throughout the Eastern District. Some high elven rangers also helped our town evacuate under the order of the Sun King, but Dallon County... The location is too remote, whether it is to the camp of the cold wind or the hand of Tyre, there are resurrected corpses in both directions..."

The attendant spoke, and suddenly the intelligence officer stepped forward and handed him a message. The attendant glanced, and his face became sad.

"Your Majesty, there is... there is bad news."

"Say!"

The old king gritted his teeth and spit out a word. The attendant took a deep breath and put the information in his hand before the king's eyes:

"The town of Cowlin, captured by the undead... The entire intersection of Cowlin, including Blackwood Lake, fell into the hands of the undead, and the road of Tyr's hand to Daron was completely..."

"Okay, stop talking."

The king closed his eyes and his face was heavy. Before he became king, Terenas had also commanded the army and fought against the trolls on the Stratholme border. He was familiar with the terrain of the area. Cowlin Township Located right in the center of Stratholme East, that town is often called the "Cowlin Junction" and is a transit hub to all parts of Stratholme East.

Once it was cut off, it meant that the entire East of Stratholme was artificially divided into the east and the west, and Dallon County was just stuck in the center. If the king remembered correctly, there was just another area near Dallon County. Very large cemetery that has existed for over 200 years...what a terrible thing!

"Darron County, if I remember correctly...the neighborhood should be...Keldaron...Barov."

The old king's thoughts turned quickly. After a while, he said to the attendant:

"In my name, I asked Count Barov to send his private soldiers to transfer civilians from Dallon County to his castle."

"But your majesty, the count is..."

The attendant’s face changed slightly. In the aristocratic circle of the Lordaeron Kingdom, who did not know that the order of the Barov Count to the king has always been contrary to the law, if not the Barov family and all the big families in the entire northern Xinjiang There are intricate relationships, I am afraid this family has long been expelled by the king in some way.

"Now is not the time to talk about contradictions, do it."

The old king waved his hand. Before the attendant left, he said:

"Send a letter to Marshal Gatheris. I know that there is a cloud of war on the front line of Arathi. But when necessary, I need the marshal to return to our country with our most courageous army. The situation is so bad now."

The attendant was stunned. He subconsciously glanced at the map hanging horizontally in front of the king, looking at the dense red dots, although most of the domestic civilians have been accommodated in the city in advance, and each city has been built. Defensive system, but if you only look at the scene described in this map, there is indeed a feeling of "Lordaneron is dying".

When the attendant quickly left with the king's order, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and took a 20-minute break. Prince Alsace strode into the conference hall. He walked to his father and whispered:

"Father, the civilians of Sabachell were rescued, and they are now being checked at the containment point outside the city."

"Well, well done, Arthas."

The old king nodded, and at this moment, the young prince looked at the map in front of the king. His **** eyes were cruising on the map. This time, before the threat of the undead, the reaction of Lordaeron’s kingdom In the past, it was much faster. Before the tide of the undead was completely formed, the defense of various cities in the country was well arranged.

This is also an advantage under the empire system. After intelligence sharing among countries, any clues cannot be concealed from the eyes of the rulers, especially in the state of war, the deterrent effect of the imperial military officers stationed in each legion can also ensure that the legion can Super execution of superior orders...

During the war, the army enforced military laws, and the military officers in the empire system were all veterans who participated in the orc war. For those soldiers who did not obey the orders, took small missions, and were not determined, these old swords survived the most brutal war. Sons, they will never appease.

"What happened to Dallon County?"

The prince looked at the map, and soon found that the standard green emblem on the landmark of Dalong County, a large town in the northwest of Stratholme, represented "combat", and in the prince's memory, near Dalong County There is no garrison.

He looked at his father. The old king rubbed his forehead. After a while, he said:

"The civilians of Dallon County were blocked by the undead before they were withdrawn to Tyre, but I have ordered the Earl of Barov to send private soldiers to rescue them. No need to worry, my son, go and rest. "

"Barov? Barov is not trustworthy, Father."

The prince shook his head. He rubbed his aching shoulder and said to the king:

"The family misses the rule of Pirinold. They are unstable factors. Besides, Barov's private soldiers are limited to 1,000 people. They are not strong enough!"

"But we have no more soldiers, my son."

The old king sighed with relief:

"The front line of the Arathi Highlands occupies too many of our troops. Now the defense of the entire kingdom is stretched. I know that you are not willing to give up even a people, but sometimes my son, we have to make trade-offs and sacrifices.. . Our generals are not omnipotent, and you cannot ask soldiers to do things they cannot."

"I know, Father, I know your difficulty."

The prince gritted his teeth:

"So I’ll find a way myself. I’m going to Hinterland, Father, I want to ask the Wildhammer Dwarf to help. Dallon County and Eagle Nest Mountain are very close. If those sky children are willing to help, our people will Can be safe."

"You're right, I don't want to give up a people. This is my responsibility. In short, good luck, father."

After that, the prince turned around and quickly left the hall. The old king held out his hand and wanted to say something, but from Alsace’s firm back, the king saw a trace of faith, which was the faith that made him feel relieved.

The young man is unwilling to compromise the situation and vows to do something big to become a hero to save the people. As a father, what reason does he have to prevent his son from becoming a hero?

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"I want to help you, Arthas little."

After 15 minutes, Arthas, who reached the Eagle's Nest through the portal, saw Falstad Lord Lord of the Wildhammer Dwarf. The Wildhammer, the dwarf lord with a beautiful orange beard, was in a hurry. The prince said:

"But our Griffon knights and infantry were sent to the frontline of East Hinterland. You may not know that the undead coming from Quel'Thalas crossed the sea from the Wanghai Cliff to the mountains of Hinterland this morning. "

Faustra walked Alsace to the tactical map of Hinterland, pointing to the eastern mountains and saying:

"The fleet of Kul Tiras tried to intercept them in the sea, but they were unsuccessful. The undead, who were hard against the fleet’s artillery, successfully rushed into the evil branch troll after losing a quarter of their military power. The city of Cinsaro, they are now massacring Cinsarories, transforming those trolls into their own soldiers, and not to tell you, the battlefield of the Hinterlands will soon be "lively"."

"This..."

Arthas did not doubt that Falstad would deceive him in such a big event, and judging from the situation described in this map, once the undead in the north broke through the city of the evil branch troll, they would immediately reach humans The empire's eastern defense line in Hinterland, that is to say, after the battlefield in Arathi Highlands, Hinterland will soon become the battlefield.

"Do you understand? Little Alsace?"

Falstad handed the prince a glass of wine, and the Wildhammer dwarf said pessimistically:

"Our Griffon Knight has been carrying out bombing missions since this morning, and we have to burn all the corpses, even the long ears, before the evil branch trolls are swallowed up by the undead, you know? The plateau forwards stationed in Quel'Thalas in Hinterland have also joined the mad bombing. No one wants to see the undead break through the Eastern Front, but the problem is here... the right to choose a war, Not in our hands now."

"Okay, I probably know. The situation here is indeed...not optimistic."

Prince Arthas was a little disappointed, but just when he wanted to leave, Falstad said again:

"But what you said makes sense. Eagle Nest Mountain is indeed very close to Dallon County. I... I mean, Little Alsace, I can send a flying wing to help you, but we can’t fight on land. We can only "blast" your escape route in the sky to your people. Frontline armaments are very tight, and we can only try it once."

"of course can!"

The young prince turned back suddenly and looked at Falstad in surprise, he said aloud:

"The private soldiers of the Barov family have set off. We only need to **** my people to the banks of the Sordo River. The ground distance is less than 30 kilometers, and the Griffon Knights can take a maximum of 20 minutes back and forth. trip."

Arthas was like a man walking in despair. After seeing a glimmer of hope, he was moved from the heart. He took Falstad's hand and shook it up and down:

"Thank you, Falstad, Lordaeron will not forget everything you did for us."

"I watched you grow up since childhood, little Alsace."

Falstad laughed and handed a pair of flying goggles to Arthas. He said in a stout voice specific to dwarves:

"I remember when you taught me to ride a griffin when you were a kid. At that time, you were brave and as brave as you are now. I know that you will make your country proud, just like now... let’s go, our Time is running out."

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"The undead rushed from the north! Captain Redpath! Cavaliers Davi! They are coming again!"

The screams of the Hunter Sentinel rang under the night in Dallon County, representing the beginning of another fierce battle.

In Dallon County at this time, the town square that used to be full of shops was already in a mess. There were dead bodies that were burned or chopped to death. All the men who could still fight took their weapons and were in law and order. Officer Joseph Redpath and the silver hand Paladin Davie fought the undead in the square on the square, and the women and children hid in the town, crying for their husbands Pray with son and father.

Undead rushed out of the cemetery near Dallon County tirelessly surging forward, which is also mixed with ugly ghouls, which are disgusting monsters that can scare children.

"Timi, are you afraid?"

Joseph Redpath, a veteran who had participated in the Second World War, at this time, he was holding a long sword wooden shield and looked at the undead rushing towards them. This powerful veteran turned his head to look at the little boy behind him. He was only about 11 Or 12 years old, wearing a worn leather cap and a black musket in his hand, he was obviously scared, but standing beside the brave Captain Redpath, Timmy gritted his teeth and swallowed. Saliva, shouted loudly:

"I'm not afraid!"

"Hahahaha"

Captain Redpath's laughter sounded at this moment. He struck the shield with his long sword and shouted to the men around him:

"Have you heard? Warriors, Timmy said he is not afraid of the undead, are you afraid?"

"I just want to burn them, captain."

An old blacksmith holding a pipe shook his torch and shouted: "Before I die, no one wants to step into Dallon County!"

"Rush with me!"

Captain Redpath waved his long sword, and at the moment when the hobbled undead stepped into the square, the men made a beast-like roar, using long swords, pitchforks, or simply wooden sticks, swarming up and knocking those undead down On the ground.

Little Timmy shiveringly picked up his father's musket, and shot a ghoul's head, but it also attracted the attention of another ghoul. This disgusting monster roared and rushed to little Timmy, young 'S child kept retreating out of fear and eventually stumbled to the ground.

"what!"

The dreaded child lifted the barrel of the gun to knock down the undead in front of him, but his strength was too weak. Redpath watched Little Timmy be caught by the ghoul. He roared and threw it, but he was caught by both ends. The walking dead blocked the road.

"Save me! Save me! No!"

The timid voice of Little Timmy broke everyone's heart, but the situation is too bad now, no one can devote his energy to save him, and at the moment of the desperate hell, there was a loud noise, suddenly in Dalong County The sound of the alchemy bomb exploded in front of the battlefield.

"boom"

A figure entwined with golden light stood in front of the little Timmy in the explosion. In the boy's dull gaze, the tall figure with short blond hair waved the warhammer and easily smashed the ghoul's head. A slightly hoarse voice resounded through the square.

"My people, don't need to be afraid anymore!"

Arthas roared. In the beating of the Holy Light, the scorching light curtain protected the people who were fighting and pushed the undead back, and between the shining lights, everyone saw the familiar figure.

"Alsace is here, I'm here!"

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