Azeroth’s Death Track

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My name is Bain, Bain. Bloodhoof, and I’m the son of the Blood Chief of the Mulgore Bloodhoof Tauren, Kane. I have fought in many wars, and I will use War Axe, War Spear and Hand Axe The enemy’s head was cut off, and I’ve never been afraid on the battlefield. My favorite thing is the powerful double-barreled shotgun gifted to me personally by King Varian, and when I was playing in the arena in Gadgetzan. The heavy locomotive won.

At that time, I thought my life would be spent on the battlefield.

After all, I am a qualified soldier, an excellent tauren warrior, and a ruthless warrior. My heart has never been shaken...

But just this afternoon, my heart broke...

I met a girl who made me dream, her name was Mela Kaolin. She had beautiful pair of shocking eyes and a pair of lovely antlers. When she said thank you to me, I felt My heart beats so fast...

My eyes can't help but follow her back, and the beautiful tail, I can't help being lost in her gentle voice, and according to my good brother Garrosh, I should be Falling in love...

So this is the feeling of being in love? My heart was beating so wildly, it was like the first time I used the war spear to kill the golden bobcat trying to sneak attack...

This feeling...wonderful...

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"Bain...Bain!"

"what?"

The two calls of Hamel the Great Druid awakened Bain from the wandering state. The young man shook his tail with some embarrassment. He secretly glanced at Mei sitting beside Elder Blackhorn La Gaolin, the tauren lady was tasting the high-quality tea produced by Mulgore, and did not notice his embarrassment, but it also made Bain's cheeks red, he looked up at Hamel, the latter Some shook his head helplessly.

"Bain, your father, me, and Elder Blackhorn want to discuss about sending troops to support the compatriots of the Gaoling clan. You take Miss Mela to go around Thunder Bluff. Make sure to protect the safety of Miss Mela, let Our VIPs feel at home, you know?"

"Ah... oh, I see! I must protect Miss Mela!"

Bain hurriedly stood up and patted his chest hard, and then in the curious gaze of Miss Mela, the young warrior, with some panic, took the daughter of the Chieftain of the High Mountain out of the hut.

After the two juniors left, the three capable leaders looked at each other, and the elder Blackhorn from afar entered the sphere of influence of the Bloodhoof Tauren and felt the goodwill from the Bloodhoof clan and the hidden goodwill Some kind of expectation and purpose below.

For the elder who has become an elite and has helped the three generations of chieftains of the Gaoling clan, he can feel these things, which means that the matter he came to for help this time has been stabilized. The only thing the Elder Blackhorn feels doubt is that blood The Hoof clan, an ancient compatriot with the same origin as the Gaoling clan ten thousand years ago, what do you hope to gain from the war to Gaoling?

Is it just the goodwill of the Gaoling clan?

"Cough"

After the powerful Chief Kane and his brother Hamuel made eye contact for several times, the strong Tauren chief coughed twice and personally served a cup of hot tea for Elder Horner, a place that experienced desolation. The war-torn Tauren chief looked at Elder Blackhorn and he went straight into the subject and said:

"I know why you came here, compatriots in Highmountain...Bloodhoof is willing to help you, our two legions have just completed the replacement of hot weapons, and Kalimdor has no wars related to Tauren. , We can separate a legion to go to the high mountains to join the war..."

"Ok."

Elder Blackhorn nodded. There was not much joy on his face. He was waiting for Chief Kane's next words, and instinctively told him that that was really important.

"but..."

Chief Kane's war-scarred face, the blade-like eyes narrowed, he said:

"The Bloodhoof clan also has our opponents in Kalimdor. The Mulgore grassland is very good. It breeds the future of the Bloodhoof clan, but we have another ancestral land. In this desolate land in the northwest, Where was the territory of the Tauren, you need to be clear that, according to the original plan of the Bloodhoof clan, the two legions that completed the dress-up were used to recapture our ancestral land."

"But we don’t want to see the blood from the same source struggle to survive under the devastation of demons, so after the battle in Highmountain, I hope that the Gaoling clan can also send your fearless warriors... to help the Bloodhoof clan recapture Desolate land, for this reason, we are even willing to share with you the land that is barren but hides rich minerals and resources."

Grand Druid of Hamuel also said:

"The Cenarion Circle’s announcement that the Blighter has been received, and the six Great Druids discussed it several times. Eventually, the Blighter is also willing to help life in need, and we are willing to send an army of wild guards to High Mountain, And as a price, the Gaoling clan also needs help with the Blight Watcher. We heard that the ancestor of the Gaoling clan, Huen. Gaoling, in his legendary life, has been blessed by many wild gods?"

"Well, yes!"

Elder Blackhorn nodded. He took a sip of fragrant tea. He said softly:

"The most legendary story of Huon Gaoling is nothing more than his friendship with Ai Luote, a descendant of the White Deer God. After Huon died, the beautiful and noble moose spirit also voluntarily followed Huen. Our The ancestors spread its remains throughout the High Mountain, representing its longing for and respect for Hu En."

"Very well, we need the remains of Elode, the spirit of nature."

Hamel Rune Totem said to Elder Blackhorn:

"Just use the remains of the spirit of nature as the return of the blighter's assistance. It is true that we are different from the Cenarion Circle. We are committed to resurrecting the wild gods who died in ancient times. The noble souls should have returned to this world. The opportunity is just like our assistance to the powerful Agamaggan...maybe after the war, the Gaoling clan will also welcome back the natural spirit who once guarded you."

"This is a win-win thing! This is also a good thing."

"Yep."

Elder Blackhorn did not think about it for too long. He nodded and agreed to these requests. He looked at Kane Bloodhoof in front of him, and he said:

"I cannot personally agree on the covenant between the Gaoling Clan and the Bloodhoof Clan, but I welcome Chief Kane to Highmountain to interview the Ulan Chief, and I also believe that the Ulan Chief does not Will refuse friendship from fellow countrymen!"

"well."

Kane nodded. He glanced at Elder Blackhorn. After a few seconds, the chief said:

"One more thing, you saw my son Bain, Elder Blackhorn, do you think this young man is excellent?"

"Bain is a very good young man, Chief Kane, you have an excellent heir. I have come along this way and heard a lot of legends about Bain."

Elder Blackhorn said with a smile:

"Young people like Bain, even in the Gaoling clan, are also outstanding young heroes!"

"Then, Elder Blackhorn thinks my son Bain is worthy of the daughter of Chief Ulan?"

Chief Kane asked again:

"The covenant between the two tribes needs a carrier. I think that the combination of the best blood of the Bloodhoof clan and the best blood of the Gaoling clan will become the best bridge for the two clan to join hands and even merge with each other. What do you think?"

"This one..."

Black Point is hesitant about this issue. In his heart, he also thinks that Bain is a very good young man, but he can't decide Mela's marriage because Mela's father is still alive...so after thinking about it for a moment , He said to Chief Kane:

“It’s better to let Baine go to Highmountain on behalf of the Commander of the Bloodhoof Clan. I believe that Chief Ulan needs some time to observe this outstanding young man. Of course, if the two young people love each other, I promise that the entire Highmountain Will bless them."

This answer made Kane and Hamel look at each other. Finally, Chief Kane nodded:

"Okay, then, that's it."

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"Do you like Thunder Bluff? Mela?"

The silly boy Bain didn’t know his future was in a few words, and was finalized by his father. He walked the thirsty highland of Thunder Bluff with the slightly restrained Miss Mela. Melana’s unique moose-like double The horn attracted a lot of attention for her. The local tauren is a pair of horns. This chick antlers must have come from other places.

Some bold young people frequently whistle to Mela, but under Bain's glaring, those young people always laugh away.

"This place is not the same as the Thunder Totem..."

Mela’s brown cheeks are a little hot. As a native of the High Kaolin, she rarely goes out, let alone sees the open environment of Thunder Bluff, especially after the human empire entered Kalimdor, the rough orc civilization. The passionate human civilization is intertwined with this city's goblin civilization, which has affected the local tauren.

Especially in the past five years, the atmosphere of Thunder Bluff has also changed a lot. The tauren here live and work here, and the outside world has opened their eyes to the horizon. The humorous character also has a little more enthusiasm and wildness. In the closed High Mountains, the tauren of the Bloodhoof clan is like another creature.

Their noisy and rich life made Mela somewhat uncomfortable and curious, wanting to participate.

"What are they playing?"

Mela stood beside Bain. She was a little shorter than Bain. She pointed to a group of yelling young taurens at the edge of the elder’s highland. Those guys carried a large green backpack on their backs, and then The companion's call roared out of the cliff, and in the crowd's exclamation, a white parachute opened in the wind, and then carried the brave young men in the air.

This bold game opened Mela's eyes, and in the face of her doubts, Bain scratched his head and explained to the Tauren beauty around him:

"That's... Um, paragliding, something sold by the goblins. Only the craziest silly boys will play the dangerous game. Last month, two guys didn't open the umbrella bag in the air, and they fell. Dead...so few people are playing now."

Bain scoffed at this life-threatening behavior. He believed that the life of the Warriors should be squandered on the battlefield, rather than being wasted in this way.

But looking at Mela's curious eyes, Baine's eyes rolled, and he said to Mela:

"Would you like to take a look at my collection? I promise, that is a good thing you have never seen... I won it in a goblin match on the goblin side, and I can take you to Orgrimmar City, find my brothers to go hunting in the barrens. They are brave people, much more brave than these stupid boys."

Seeing Mela hesitating, Baine added another fire:

"And didn’t you come here for help? Listen to me, Mela, Garrosh, each of them command the Legion of Orcs, as long as you can convince them, maybe you can reap the Orcs’ reinforcements, and I still Can take you to the human side or the goblin side, especially Gadgetzan, as long as you have money, you can recruit a lot of mercenaries."

Hearing this, Mela suddenly moved, but she soon became discouraged. She looked at Bain, and there were some pitiful expressions in her two smart eyes:

"But I don't have money, Bain, we don't use currency in Highmountain."

Seeing Mela's pitiful eyes, Baine's heart was beating madly again. He swallowed, and patted his chest hard, and said to Mela:

"Don’t be afraid, Mela, I have a lot of money. Last time I played bugs, my brothers and I made a lot of money by selling bugs. I all exist in the bank of the Dark Edge Consortium. I will take you there. Hire a mercenary for you... come, follow me."

Talking, Bain took Mela's hand a little nervously and felt the girl struggle a little, but in the end he behaved submissively, and Bain's eyes narrowed.

A few minutes later, accompanied by a thunderous roar of steel, a huge steel locomotive rushed out of the lift of Thunder Bluff. This giant locomotive was designed for the Tauren According to Bain’s request, the champion trophy sponsored by the Kisson Fighting Competition, the gritty head of a wormman was embedded in the front of the black locomotive, making the smoky steel monster even more wild.

Bain, wearing a black flying vest, had windproof glasses on his eyes. The wild tauren was carrying his heavy shotgun, driving a locomotive on the grasslands of Mulgore. In the bucket on his right, May With a helmet specially made for the Tauren, La grabbed Baine’s arm, and in the brave roar of the Tauren, in the wild music of the Tauren Chieftain’s band in the car stereo, Mela was frightened and delicate. 'S voice rang continuously in the wind:

"Slow down! Bain, let this steel warrior slow down! Damn, slow down! You madman! I command you!"

"Don't be afraid, Mela! Hahahaha, this is the charm of speed! Do you feel that passion of Mercedes-Benz? This is our youth, sit well, hold me tight! Accelerate!"

"boom!"

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