Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Bang, bang"

With the sound of two mechanical sounds, the goblin staff of the federal immigration administration of the Treasure Bay Gulf stamped the entry permits of the two persons on the visas of the Sas and Annas. They wore black uniforms and brought a single film The green leather goblin in the glasses handed out the visa with both hands, and whispered that:

"The two are the first time to come to the Federation. I recommend you to take the famous "Traveller" train of the Dark Blade Consortium, which can lead you all the way to the night town of the Twilight Federation. You can also enjoy the natural scenery of Stranglethorn Vale if you buy a package If you can, you can also visit the "Lin Jing's House" in Northern Stranglethorn. Believe me, it must be a scenery you have never seen."

"Uh, is it really as fun as you said?"

With black-framed glasses, Mr. Sass, dressed like a smart little businessman, asked curiously, while the goblin staff patted his chest and said proudly:

"Darkblade Consortium never lie, especially on matters that are related to our reputation. According to the summary of the traffic of tourists last year, 70% of tourists who landed on the Treasure Coast will choose to visit Lin Jing’s House. You can also ride the huge Jing Jing, roam the forest, go to the ancient troll ruins Zul'Gurub to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and at night there is a large-scale song and dance performance of the troll-style "Hakkar's War". Tourists say yes!"

The elaborate tongue talked aloud, and the dizzy Saas couple bought a set of premium tickets, and after 5 minutes, there was a strange vehicle from the Port Authority Going out, he stopped next to the Saas couple. The goblin driver wearing a servant gown with brisk tactics instructed the monster to install the newlyweds' salute behind the mechanical vehicle, and then invited the Saas and Anna couples to sit in the back row of the vehicle.

Along with the sound of a horn, this rumbling four-wheeled car followed the underground driveway of Treasure Bay to the Stranglethorn Valley tourist area.

Behind them, the goblin staff of the Immigration Department blew a whistle, and his performance this month reached the standard again. He only had to sell three sets of tickets, and this month he got a bonus.

The Sas and his wife were sitting on this weird engineering vehicle and heading all the way to the Lin Jing's House in North Stranglethorn. This journey became weird from entering the treasure bay, of course, this is also a novelty journey.

Mr. Sass, also known as Alsace, who changed his name, lay comfortably in the back seat of the vehicle. He pushed the black-frame glasses and looked at the visa belonging to him and his wife. He carefully read the text on the visa He also looked at the red permission certificate on the visa. Under this initial experience, the federal civilized bureaucracy left him with a fairly good impression.

"It really is very different from us."

Alsace dropped his visa and said with emotion to his curious wife who looked at the surrounding landscape:

"The federal tax laws are much finer than ours. If they are combined with a more administratively efficient bureaucracy, their taxes will be much higher than ours."

"Compared to this, I am even more curious when the tentacles of the federal commercial civilization reach into the business district of Kul Tiras."

Jaina rubbed her forehead with some annoyance. She leaned in her husband's arms. In the shock of this engineering car, she whispered:

"I used to think that the business road of the Luhir family extended to the Gulf of Treasure to supply Kul Tiras with necessities, but now it seems that the business done by Luhir and her husband Alexander is not so clear. In vain... You also saw that they were in the business hall of Treasure Bay, where there are actually a lot of canvases and timber used for shipbuilding that are prohibited from export... The little girl who always followed me back then, Now I have learned to make money by smuggling."

"I also heard that Lucille and her husband are federal citizens...really, how does this make me face her again."

"Lucille?"

Arthas hugged his wife, he asked curiously:

"Is it Miss Lucill Vicres? Isn't she the last heir to the Vicres family in the Kingdom of Kul Tiras? How could she become a federal citizen, and what about the territory of the Vecres family? ?"

"Ugh..."

Jaina sighed a long time, and there was a pity of regret on her cheek changed by magic:

"The mountain was occupied by the undead before. Before the druid of the wither arrived, the undead was driven out, but the inhabitants of the place converted to the doctrine of the wither, and the kingdom had only nominal control there. Fortunately, the withers have no intention of confronting the royal family, so Drustvar is currently part of Kul Tiras."

"Perhaps it was forced to be helpless. 3 years ago, Lushir handed over Drusva's territory to the royal family of Kul Tiras, and voluntarily gave up the inheritance of the Vicres family, after all, Lushir's parents Encountered a tragic incident, leaving a girl, unable to confront the three other nobles of Kul Tiras, but even so, she should not join the Federation...after all, her parents died in Terry In my hands."

Alsace frowned straight at this. After a moment, he stroked Jaina's long hair and asked softly:

"So what are you going to do? Anna, she is your friend since childhood."

"I'm going to meet her."

Jaina pursed her lips and said:

"I asked. Lucille and her husband are now on vacation in the manor in North County. It happened to be a stop on our trip. I will take the time to meet her and ask her what is going on, If she was really bullied by those disgusting nobles in the country and could only flee, I will definitely get justice for her!"

"Okay, I support you!"

Alsace kissed his wife's forehead and then raised his head. Although the engineering car looked square and square-headed and strange, but the speed was not slow. It was close to famous tourism in just ten minutes. The home of Lin Jing, a large park built in the jungle, has a ring-shaped quirky sign at the door, with a sentence written in various languages.

"Visitors are welcome to visit... Lin Jing Paradise, which is endlessly fun."

This vulgar welcome speech made Arthas shake his head, but he still took the hand of his wife with great interest and walked into this travel holy land under the leadership of Lin Jing's waiter.

After all, they are here for their honeymoon... those annoying things, just talk about them later.

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While Arthas and Jaina enjoyed the duo world, an honor-giving ceremony was taking place in the palace of the new Stormwind City by the sea on Kalimdor’s glittering plain.

This was the honour ceremony of King Varian Wrynn’s honor to the soldiers of the 7th Legion, who contributed to the neutrality of the Silithus War. Of the tens of thousands of soldiers who survived, almost one-tenth was selected It is impossible to gather all in the palace. Here is only a small part, but it is the most loyal part to King Varian.

The soldiers who can stand here are all closely reviewed by MI7, most of them are civilians, and some are from the noble nobles, but there are no members of the big noble family. In fact, there are few storm kingdoms now. There was the existence of a large aristocracy, and the war when the Dark Edge Legion captured Stormwind City was very fast. The noble family of the kingdom had no time to transfer their wealth, and they were forced to move north to northern Xinjiang.

But the other nobles of the empire were not helpful guys. In the new environment of displacement, many once rich and wealthy homes became desolate. After arriving in the new continent, the noble class of the Storm Kingdom was nearly three-thirds less than when it was in its heyday. Two more, it can be said that among the current member states of the human empire, the Kingdom of Storms is the least noble, but it is also the most serious one of land mergers.

At present, 14 of the 17 large settlements newly opened by the Kingdom are in the hands of nobles, large and small, and 5 of these towns are all attached to the current territory of the Duke of Albrok, the regent of the Kingdom, and even plans to open this year. The 5 territories of the world have already been secretly planned by nobles. Of course, this situation cannot satisfy King Varian... In fact, King Varian who has lived in federal civilization for several years has no longer nobles for the nobility. A touch of affection.

Although he was also a noble, the Wrynn family no longer has the land control of the new kingdom after undergoing major changes, which also proves the hypocrisy of the nobles, and sometimes they are not even willing to work on the surface Do, the food is really greedy.

The nobles occupy large areas, enslave civilians, and intercept the wealth that originally belonged to the center of the kingdom. What is more hateful is that in order to maintain their transcendent status, they monopolize the spread of knowledge and allow civilians to continue to be stupid, so as to stabilize the order of the territory. In the era of feudal civilization, Varian did not realize the harm of this behavior, but after comparing, after seeing the new power, Varian decided to break this cycle.

The most important thing is that Varian’s proposal for the development of basic industries promoted by the meeting of nobles has been rejected for the third time. The nobles said with grandeur that the civilized reconstruction of the Storm Kingdom has not yet been completed, and the people can’t even live in peace and contentment. So the King’s idea is good, but it is not suitable for the current form of the country. They also persuaded King Varian to be “calm” and “realistic”.

The hypocritical words made Varian just want to vomit...

Through the recent understanding of this period, Varian is very clear that the great artisan Mekkatorque, who had been rescued by the empire, was currently placed on Okaz Island near the Dustwallow Marsh. The craftsman transformed into a huge factory, and produced the first batch of industrial products produced by the empire, as well as some industrial mother beds and the like, but because the area of ​​the island is too small, many ideas cannot be implemented. .

The industrial progress of the empire has been difficult in the past few years. Although it has also had the impact of several wars, Varian clearly sees that the most important reason for hindering the development of the empire’s industry is because of these ancient nobles... they Worried that the development of industry will draw too much manpower, resulting in unstable territorial order, they are even more worried about the contrast of power between the nobles and the oppressed caused by industrial progress. Once advanced weapons fall into the hands of civilians, they will let them rule Was overthrown.

In other words, because they feared the power of industry, they madly resisted the progress of industry... They have forgotten the disaster that the human empire was almost destroyed by the mechanized dark-edged legion in northern Xinjiang.

"People will never betray their own class...when things are impossible, they will even be willing to bury their class."

Varian was silently reading this sentence. In his heart, the stubborn old nobles had been marked with a big "X", but even if Varian was reluctant to admit it, according to the current situation, in his hands Without a substitute for kingdom rule, if the domestic aristocracy is eradicated at once, it will inevitably lead to chaos in the entire administrative system of the kingdom, and the existence of nobles is necessary.

The king took a deep breath, and he pushed open the gate of the palace. He looked at the soldiers marching toward him in front of him, watching the excitement and firmness on their faces, and Varian's mouth hung. A smile.

These soldiers, the grassroots controllers of these future kingdoms, are the "substitutes" in his hand. As long as they have enough governance experience, he can start to reform the regime of the Storm Kingdom with great force.

He still needs to wait and endure...but the time for waiting and endurance will not be too long.

"There will be no more nobles in the future Storm Kingdom..."

Varian waved to the soldiers in exchange for the waves of mountains and tsunami that rang in the palace. He said to himself in his heart:

"Or... they will only be an optional symbol!"

"The new country I lead will only have one voice, and I don't need anyone else to point fingers!"

The light in Varian’s eyes shone even brighter, and he had seen the future, a system that praised the new and a rising kingdom. Under the guard, the king stood on the innermost platform of the palace. He raised the scepter representing the king's power. In the eyes of the soldiers, Varian took a breath and said aloud:

"My pioneer knights..."

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