Azeroth’s Death Track

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Time is slowly passing, the war on the northern land has just subsided, and the human empire migrating to another land has to face a new war.

Of course, when it comes to the scale of the war, the intensity is still the strength invested by both parties. This war with the barbarians cannot exceed the previous war in northern Xinjiang, and even the local battlefield conflict cannot be compared.

But from the perspective of the entire world, this is undoubtedly the largest war in the near future.

In the south of Kalimdor, night elves and demons are fighting against Felwood Forest and those gathered demons in Ashenvale. The demon side realizes that it may not have received reinforcements, so their side is very low-key. The night elves are also happy to see the demons dormant. After all, it will take time for them to transfer troops from Kalimdor to the Ashen Valley.

The pirates in the South China Sea do not pay much attention to it. Since the death of the king of the sea, Dai Lin, the pirate forces in the entire South China Sea have been seen for a long time. In a short period of one or two years, this golden sea road has been attacked by various pirates. Filled up.

Among them, the small forces that rely on a single blood and blood alone are often quite short but will be broken up or annexed in 2 months. There are only a few real predators on this sea road, and there are different forces behind them. But because the hot sands consortium recently put some of its energy back into Kalimdor's business circle, this led to the defeat of the pirate forces they secretly supported in the South China Sea.

In the current situation, several other Goblin Wealthists are still in the process of sitting on the hill, but once the power of Heisuo and the Black Iron Business District behind it continues to expand in Kalimdor, several other Goblin Wealthists also It will end one after another... In the foreseeable future, the cloud of a commercial war that has swept across the entire continent and even half of the world has begun to spread.

In the western part of Kalimdor, as the night elf sentinel troops withdrew from the Feralas outpost, the high elves from Quel'Thalas also began to settle in their former allies, the city of Herre Saras, where the upper elves were reclusive. However, as the analysis of the death lords does, it seems that the desperation of His Majesty Kael'thas is not completely successful.

Their ancient allies are indeed willing to give these exiled high elves a place to live, but only if the high elves have to expel the barbarian ogres that occupy more than half of the city, and from the current situation, they are entrenched in Herre The ogres in the ancient city of Saras are at least around tens of thousands... In other words, Kael'thas and his people were "sold" by the new ally, but the Sun King could not show his anger yet. attitude.

Because the upper elves of Sindra have the means to fight the addiction... that is what the Sun King badly needs, the most important thing for his race.

Unfortunately, Kael'thas did not know at this time that he could get nothing in this ancient forest except despair.

In the bitterly cold northland, in the southwest corner of Northrend, the draenei who have settled in the northerly tundra welcomed new friends. Those who moved to this place are the dwarfs with bronze whiskers. Under the leadership of Ella, they and their allies with hoofs and tails will start a new life on this cold but rich land.

The Prophet welcomed the arrival of the dwarves... The sparse Draenei have been exhausted recently by the demons who rushed out of the sky from time to time. They urgently need some friends who can fight and are united enough. .

But the dwarves chose to part ways with the human empire to reach the cold continent, but not just to find a quiet and peaceful new home, at least in the letter from Prince Brian. Copperbeard to the Queen Moira, it has been vaguely stated Many important things...

In the deepest part of the Northrend continent, on the true roof of the world, on the perpetual snowfield, the explorer Prince Brian and the brave Prince Muradin have discovered some clues about the origin of the dwarf, and according to them In saying, while finding the secret of the origin of the dwarf, it can also find a way to resist the undead for the entire civilized world.

Different stories happen on each of the three continents of this world, just as the wheel of time and years will continue to circulate, from one era to another.

Well, in general, the world is peaceful...it is peaceful.

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"What is this? Grandpa?"

4. The 5-year-old boy curiously picked up a beautiful badge from the booth in front of him. It was decorated with white oak and grass carvings. The oval badge also had a long colored ribbon, which looked very Beautiful, very beautiful.

And there are many small decorations like this in the old town of Stormwind City.

Faced with the inquiry of the little boy, the old man behind him did not answer immediately, but took the badge, put it in his hand, and took the glasses from the little girl who helped him push the wheelchair next to him, and stayed in vain In the eyes under his hair, he frowned and looked at the badge in his hand, as if to tell something.

The old man was wearing a very simple robe and looked like a seriously ill old man. He was sitting on a mechanical wheelchair produced in the Black Iron District, and he was covered with a blanket on his legs. The old man did not have any decoration to identify him, but he His gray hair was cut very short, and it looked like the hair style of the soldiers of the storm kingdom of the old era.

As he frowned, the wrinkles on his forehead squeezed together, giving the old man a kind of self-righteous manner.

"Yeah, lovely young master, your vision is really good!"

The little businessman after the stall looked at the combination of the boy and girl and the old man in front of him, and looked at the clothes worn by the boy and the girl with the eyes of the city. He immediately judged that these three are definitely not civilians born from mud legs, holy The light alone, the crystal clear rosary on the boy’s wrist, is enough to buy a whole street anywhere in Stormwind.

So, the businessman immediately smelled the breath of gold coins. He tried to make himself look more kind. He exaggerated the curious little boy who looked at the metal emblems and said:

"These are real antiques, very valuable collectibles, all from the family crests of the noble masters of the last era. Of course, a child as old as you must not know what a "noble" is, it is already buried by the Federation Vocabulary, a very bad vocabulary, but those nobles who fled to the north still left a lot of good things."

The merchants in the city squinted and took out a small dagger from the stall, inlaid with shiny gems and silver-white hilts, which looked very gorgeous and very consistent with the childish aesthetics of the children.

"Like this! I found this thing from the valley of the North County. It is said to be an inherited treasure belonging to the Maximilian family. It is very precious. I can’t help but imagine that you are such a cute and prestigious young master. How appropriate is it to wear this thing on you..."

The businessman chanted something like a poor poet, then squeezed his eyes and said to the little boy with big eyes:

"As long as 15 gold coins, this treasure belongs to you, young master."

"Is such a cheap treasure?"

The little boy marveled at the cheapness of the treasure while taking over the "treasure of the Maximilian family". He drew his dagger and looked at it repeatedly, but when he was eager to try to pay for it, he was cold behind him. The face girl stopped it.

"Stupid Anduin! This thing is not a treasure at all!"

The teenage girl ripped around the boy's ear:

"You always can't learn shrewdly, have you forgotten the last "treasure treasure amulet" you bought in Shattrath, and then you were ridiculed by Dornan and Vanessa?"

"But, but this one is beautiful!"

In the repression of the powerful girl, the lovely, little boy with blond hair could not resist, he could only whisper and put the "sword" back to the stall, and the merchants in the city wanted to say something. At the next moment, a bag of gold coins was thrown in his hand.

The businessman raised his head and saw that the old man glanced at him. The light shining in his eyes was so heavy that the businessman subconsciously lowered his head and dared not speak again.

"This is the emblem of the Maximilian family."

The old man in the wheelchair took off his glasses, and some nostalgic rubbing the oval emblem in his hand. When he spoke, the boys and girls who were making noises also quieted down, listening to the old man's story:

"That was the home of the knights who lived in the North County. During the time of King Baratheon, the Maximilian family was the big family of the North County. When the kingdom moved north, the Maximilian family resisted the attack of the undead in the North County. It is said that in the end Their family had only a young only child escaped...hold it, Anduin, and then remember the name forever."

The old man put the oval emblem seriously in the boy's hand. He patted the little boy's shoulder:

"They are your most loyal courtiers and great sacrifices you can never forget."

"Are they as trustworthy as the Futagan family? Grandpa?"

Anduin grabbed the badge. He looked up and looked at the old man in the wheelchair. The latter glanced at the girl next to him, then nodded:

"Yes, it's as trustworthy as Talia."

The old man smiled, and then leaned on the wheelchair, letting the girl push him all the way to the pig and whistle tavern in the old town, which was the old man's favorite place to spend leisure time.

And the little boy followed the wheelchair, and asked this question, he didn’t come to the city very often, so it felt fresh to see everything.

"Yo, old marshal, are you here too?"

At noon, not many people came to the tavern to drink. At the moment when the old man in a wheelchair was pushed into the tavern, the drinkers stood up and bowed to him. At this moment, the old man was like everyone's heart Like real heroes.

He is indeed a hero, but he is not a hero of the Federation. His name is Reginald Windsor. He was the last commander-in-chief of the Storm Kingdom. He disappeared the night the undead broke Storm City. Someone He was said to be dead, but in fact, he did not die. In recent years he has been reclusive in the world of Draenor as a mentor to Prince Anduin Wrynn, who has grown up.

And the most surprising thing is that this matter was approved by the Lord of the Dark Blade, and the Lord is even happy to see things develop like this.

"Are Maxwell and Gore coming?"

A few years ago, the lower body was paralyzed due to the serious injury, and Wendessol asked in a wheelchair. Soon a familiar veteran took the initiative to guide him and Prince Anduin and Miss Talia. .

The ignorant Anduin could not understand the thinking of these veterans, but on his way forward, he was not close to a table, and the veterans who drank would stand up and salute the young prince, some former royal family The knight would even kneel on one knee, as if performing some kind of loyalty ritual.

At the beginning, Anduin didn't know how to respond, but after coming here several times, he would take the initiative to lift the knights who knelt down.

The prince did not know the thoughts of these knights, he just thought...Let strangers kneel to him, which did not meet the etiquette taught by Uncle Tyrion and Aunt Aurelia.

The child had the Wrynn family surname, but grew up under the heresy of the King of the Undead, which undoubtedly made Windsor feel very worried, but so far, the Lord of Dark Blades seems to be It did not infuse the prince with strange ideas, at least not on the surface.

The door of the box on the second floor of the tavern was slowly pushed open, and Talia pushed Windsor's wheelchair into the box. There were already two equally old veterans waiting, which was Marshal Maxwell and General Gore. They are also veterans of the same age as Windsor, loyal to the Storm Kingdom.

Now, Gore has become a member of the Defia Federal Redridge Mountains region, and Maxwell is one of the 13 members of the Federal Supreme Council. He is also the president of the Defia Federation of Veterans Federation.

"Anduin, come sit here!"

Congressman Maxwell beckoned to Anduin. He rubbed the forehead of the little prince like an uncle next door:

"Today you have your favorite grilled meat and twilight berries. I also prepared some good fruit wine for you, but I bought it from the elf."

"Wow! Long live!"

The happiness of the children is always very simple. Anduin quickly took Sister Talia on the other side of the table and began to eat, while several veterans sat together. After drinking a few glasses of wine, Wen De Saul looked at his past colleagues and he said:

"We found him...in a team of gladiators, he changed a lot..."

"But now he can't let Anduin meet him because he has become a little...somewhat strange."

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