Azeroth’s Death Track

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The terrain of the world of Azeroth has changed several times in history, generally accompanied by disasters. After the night elves detonated their wells of eternity to fight the Burning Legion 10,000 years ago, this continent was permanently destroyed. Sexual torn apart, the two largest continents are on both sides of the world, and a permafrost place is located in the north pole of the world.

But this is not all the land of the whole world, and there are some islands. For example, on the vast South China Sea, there are dotted islands. On the golden sea of ​​civilization, these islands have also germinated islands different from mainstream civilizations. culture.

And in the place where the Well of Eternity exploded, it is said that the real world was washed away to form a weird maelstrom, that is the most magnificent natural spectacle that can be found in the endless sea, the water of the whole world flows into here, In the circulation of a giant vortex the size of a city, it is injected into another vast space below the world.

In the superstitious legend of the seafarers, there is the entrance to the abyss of the underworld.

But this is not the case. The maelstrom does have a secret, but it has nothing to do with the abyss of the underworld... and on the east side of the maelstrom, there is an archipelago slightly smaller than the mainland, which existed in ancient times. Civilization, in this undisturbed archipelago, lives its own quiet days.

However, now that the whole world is beginning to be disturbed, it is estimated that this quiet day will not be long.

"Look, there, above the clouds! The golden half plane that mortals can't see."

In the easternmost part of the Broken Isles, between the mountains and the land called Storm Fjord, the horrifying demon Varimathras disguised as a human explorer pointed to the sky at the end of the mountains and said to his companion:

"Varagar, the Hall of Heroes above the clouds, is recorded in the book of Kasanathir, where there is the sealed area of ​​the Titan Guardian Odin, and the shield of Aggramar, one of the pillars of creation, is also hidden There, that is our goal."

"It seems difficult to mix in, we have to think about other ways."

Another dreadlord, Barnazaar, scratched his chin, a cunning light flashed in his eyes:

"I heard that the lord of the abyss of this world, the death **** Hella, has a deep hatred with Odin. Maybe, we can use this kind of hatred. Gee, I like hate the most, as long as it is used well. , It's almost indestructible."

"Well, I think so too."

Varimathras snorted, and he threw a dark green legion beacon between the mountains and forests not far away, just a moment later, above the sky of the Storm Fjord, a dark green legion's door Just between the vortex-shaped evil energy dissipation, slowly forming.

"There are no ghostly undead souls in this place to find trouble. The strength of the legion can be gathered here. Another pillar of creation is in the High Mountain above the mountains. The sea of ​​demons of the legion can be pushed all the way.. .Uh, wait, how did Marganis’ soul suddenly return to the twisted void? What’s going on? Isn’t it supposed to gather the remaining power in Northern Xinjiang?"

There was a trace of astonishment on Varimathras's face. He looked back at Banazar behind him, who closed his eyes and seemed to be in difficult contact with his companions among the stars. After a few minutes, Bana Zar wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned back to Varimathras:

"Darkblade's undead rushed into northern Xinjiang, and Mal'Ganis provokes the death lord under Tyrion in Stratholme City, and was killed by the other party...The cursed gods under its command were also darkblade undead. It's a pot...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh these dead guys started really hard."

"dry!"

Varimathras exploded with a swearing. He looked back at the demons who had rushed out of the legion's gate. He said fiercely and distortedly:

"Since Tyrion and his dark blade have appeared, this world has become more and more evil. We have to find a way to divert their attention. Speaking of it, can we still contact Malonos? What are muscle destroyers doing now?"

"Wait a moment, I'll contact Bernholler. The old guy is now sent to Kalim for more activities."

Barnazar took out a legionary communication stone. After a while, Bernholler's upper body appeared above the communication stone in the form of light and shadow. The cunning dreadlord looked at his companion and he said softly:

"Malonos and its Demon Legion have entered the Felwood Forest. Now I am with it. We have built a line of defense here called Shadow Castle. Has your operation proceeded smoothly?"

"It's hard to say now."

Varimathras said to his compatriots on another continent:

"Now that the positions of the two pillars of creation have been determined, we are looking for ways to penetrate, but now it is better not to let other forces' eyes turn, so can you find a way to attract their attention?"

"You mean, let's go to die?"

Bernholler said dissatisfiedly:

"Even as powerful as Malonos can't break through the obstacles of the night elves' demigods, if they fall out of the nest desperately, it's easy to step into the traps of the cunning guys. Besides, the stupid big guy doesn't listen Mine, the abyss lord is all such a ghost like himself."

"No no no!"

Varimathras shook his head, a glimmer of darkness flashed in his eyes, he reminded:

"I mean, do you remember those orcs? I heard that they are now on the east coast of Kalimdor. The magic blood they drank was the blood of fury of Malonos. They thought they were free. Yes, but this is not the case, as long as they are tempted to drink the blood of Mannoroth again... you will instantly have hundreds of thousands of brave orc servants in Kalimdor...you know my Does that mean?"

"Well, this is a good way to try, I know... wait for the news."

A fine awn flashed in Bernholler's eyes. It hung up the communication stone. Varimathras and Banazzar glanced at each other. Then, the two dreadlords who stole into the Broken Isles looked back. Behind them, between the land of the Stormfjord and the mountains, a demon army has slowly formed.

Even better, the world outside the broken islands has become a pot of porridge, and no one will disturb their "digging" work.

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With the order of the King of Blades of Darkness, the entire northern frontier regiment entered the final state of war, although due to some "mistakes" inside the Blade of Darkness, the portal self-rescue action of the human empire could not be timely by the undead. It was discovered, but in terms of the current results, the dark blade warfare that came out of the nest was still full.

In less than a day, they captured Andorhal, Lordaeron, Stratholme, and Eagle's Nest Mountain. Although most civilians had already left through the portal, there were still some remaining people who were darkened. The capture, especially of Stratholme, where civil strife broke out, sent a "gift" of 60,000 civilians to the Dark Edge Legion in one go.

At this moment, the dark blade soldiers of northern Xinjiang have led to the last human stronghold of the land under the leadership of the commander, that is, the whispered coast in the north of the Loren Lentiris area, where is The mega-port where the last maritime power of the empire transported civilians.

It is said that after Prince Alsace gathered there with the last refugees of Lordaeron, the civilians waiting in the port for the imperial fleet have reached more than 1.5 million, which is already comparable to the population of Stromgarde. Too.

However, the war in the interior of northern Xinjiang did not seem to spread to the entrance of northern Xinjiang, that is, the Arathi Highlands where the human empire and the Dark Blade Legion confronted each other.

Although the death lord Darnas Torbern, who is stuck here, has two groups of "Hellfire" and "Storm", only a wave of full charge is needed to defeat the destructive and debilitating Torrent Fort Take it down completely, but the dying lord who did his own thing has never given the order of the general attack.

A few days ago, the dark-edged soldiers had completely siegeed the Torrent from three directions. This siege was called waterless. The last two legions of the Kingdom of Stromgarde did not let go, but died. The dead turtle shrank in the deepest part of the dilapidated castle.

His Majesty Garin Torbain and his loyal soldiers were dead in this "dead place" that had lost 70% of their defensive abilities. The living supplies were enough, but after witnessing the demon's raging battle in the human land, Their morale is already low.

But even so, no one has offered to surrender. No one is willing to surrender. This is not a war between kingdoms. Even surrender will only lose honor and land. This is a war between the living and the dead. The surrender will Completely lose everything, even the most precious life.

But after the seemingly stupid move to stay in the castle, in addition to highlighting the style and honor of the Kingdom of Stromgarde, the young King Garin actually has another plan.

At this time, on the bay sentry post behind Torrent, two knights were manipulating the telescope, watching the sea surface of the wetland sea behind them cautiously. They held pocket watches in their hands and kept counting the time. They seemed to be waiting for certain What happened.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

A soldier whispered: "Do you think we can really believe those people? After all, they are just a group of smelly pirates with a disgusting smell... Why does your majesty trust them so much?"

"Don't be stupid, Corporal."

Another veteran shouted. He took the telescope and searched the sea carefully. He said:

"The king doesn't trust those pirates either, but we have no other way."

The young soldier took a red sausage from the pocket behind him, and while eating, said curiously to the veteran:

"Since I was a child, I heard my parents talk about the covenant between the Torbain family and the Blackwater Pirates. I thought it was a lie. I didn't expect it to be a story that actually happened... But will those pirates really perform the contract? ?"

"Ah, who knows?"

The veteran sighed:

"After all, it was more than 100 years ago. It is said that because of some special things, the first king kindly allowed those pirates in distress to rest in Difal Bay, and allowed them to use this hidden bay as a supply point. For more than 100 years, Those pirates will stop here from time to time, and the royal family does have special people to deal with them, but most of the time is some information exchange."

"Those pirates occasionally give some gifts to the king, but it is really hard to tell them to take the risk of offending the undead to meet the last legion of the Kingdom of Stromgarde... wait, on the sea, south! Look over there, is that a boat?"

Hearing the veteran's order, the young soldier hurriedly put the red bowel in his mouth and chewed while turning the telescope to the south. He carefully adjusted the magnification of the telescope. After a while, the young soldier shouted:

"No, that's not a ship...that's...that's a fleet! With the flag of the Blackwater Pirates, the Holy Light on, they really came!"

In the vision of young soldiers, a fleet of more than 30 large and small ships is approaching along the outer sea of ​​the wetlands to the Gulf of Defar in Fort Rapids. The white water splashed by the fleet on the sea is Such a clear, black water flag hanging on the mast of the fleet, in the past, this pirate flag can only make people feel anger and fear, but today, it strangely represents hope.

"Go tell your majesty! The reinforcements are coming!"

The veteran hurriedly raised a strange black flag to the sentry post behind the castle, while shouting to the young soldier:

"Let our legions be prepared, we are about to evacuate! No one will die in the hands of the undead, and the legacy of Stromgarde will continue!"

"Yes, here I go!"

Different from the cheering of Torrent, on the flagship of the fleet of Blackwater Pirates traveling on the sea, a goblin stepped on a box and wearing a sailor hat while playing with the binoculars in his hand, while facing the tall, carrying The dark-skinned tauren in the red captain hat said:

"Captain Heavy Fist...No, Mr. Heavy Fist, I don’t know what you’re crazy about, you have to come to save the remnants of these human kingdoms, but listen to me... Dissatisfied."

"Those idiots don't know what I'm doing! You are the same, Fisk!"

The Tauren captain named Heavy Fist sprayed two white air streams from his nostrils with golden nose rings. His voice was like a thunder. He looked at the walls of Torrent. He said in a deep voice:

"The **** undead of Buddy Moore washed the entire bay of treasure, and Cape Brother died tragically in their hands. I must avenge my boss! Dark Blade has drove us out of the bay of treasure. Like dogs, and now their fleet is still trying to drive us out of the South China Sea, have we been passively beaten like this?"

"No! We must teach them a lesson! Let them know that the free Blackwater Pirates will never bow their heads to the **** dead!"

The **** shout made the scum sailors on the deck cheer, and in the cheer, there was a treacherous light in the eyes of Mr. Heavy Fist. He lowered his voice and said to the goblin at the foot :

"Of course, more importantly...His Majesty Garin is willing to take out all the gold coins in the treasury of the Kingdom of Stromgarde to buy a life for him and his soldiers, and in the case of having committed evil with the Dark Blade Undead, We urgently need to find a strong ally, and the human empire is very suitable. My friend Fisk, this rescue is actually very cost-effective, isn't it?"

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