Azeroth’s Death Track

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It was two days after Mera, the daughter of the Highmountain Chieftain, returned to Thunder Bluff.

In the past two days, Bain took her to Orgrimmar, a rugged orc city, hunting with a group of young orcs and cheering the wine.

I also went to the human city of Baita Port, where Mela saw the magnificent and rich city of the human empire, ate a lot of unique dishes, and visited the church of the Holy Light Church.

The last two young Taurens drove along the Flash Plain and went to the desert city of Gadgetzan, where Mela witnessed a crazy fight at midnight. On that night, the pure Chieftain’s daughter lost her first kiss. In Bain, it was considered a thief and no guts, and in the end he dared not cross the last taboo line.

However, Mela did not hate that passionate and courageous peer. Before leaving Gadgetzan, Bain used the money she saved to help Mela and the Gaoling clan hire a 3,000-man Centaur War Group. It is a battle group of centaur warriors who escaped from the war between the undead in the barrens and centaurs. The leader is said to be a centaur shaman loyal to a great human noble, and it is a battle with a semi-official background. group.

The price of this battle group is very high, but Bain, who has seen the cruel fighting power of the Centaurs on the battlefield of Silithus, knows that this price is actually good value for money, and that Baine already knew his father Kane and Elder Blackhorn In the conversation, Mela is likely to become his future wife. In this case, Bain is very willing to spend money, anyway, to please the future wife.

Besides, if he and Mela are really married, the private money will certainly not be able to stay.

Mela and Bain flew directly back to Thunder Bluff from Gadgetzan in the airships of the goblins, and after Mela returned to Thunder Bluff, Elder Pointe had a private conversation with her.

This made Mela a little uneasy. The young girl thought her intimate relationship with Bain was known to the elders. To be honest, Mela was ready to be reprimanded, but to her surprise, in this respect The always harsh Elder Blackhorn did not say much about her ambiguous relationship with Bain this time.

"I met the leaders of the orc tribe yesterday..."

Elder Blackhorn sat by the warm hearth furnace, drinking tea, and said to Mela in front of him:

"The orcs and the Bloodhoof clan are allied, but the night elves' wars also involve them. It is said that some orc drosses who have turned to the devil are madly provoking the relationship between the two clan, so the orc can't draw much military power to help us, but It was an unexpected joy for a great chief to promise to send a fleet to help us."

"I will go to the human empire tomorrow, but we have no friendship with human beings, so I don't have much confidence in this."

Elder Blackhorn glanced at Mela with her head down. He said slowly:

"When I come back, we will return to Gaoling. This time our request for help is fruitful. The 7,000 warriors of the Bloodhoof clan, the guardians of the elves, and the druid of the wither, the fleet of orcs, And the 3000 Centaur fighters Bain hired for you, these forces combined together are enough to keep the Gaoling clan's bad battle going on...but we have to fight back and win, relying on these forces is not enough."

"Highmountain needs to make some sacrifices... Mela, do you like Bain?"

This sudden question caused the chieftain's daughter to raise her head violently. Her dexterous eyes stared at the elder, but she quickly lowered her head. The shy girl did not know how to answer this question, but this attitude was already Let Elder Blackhorn understand Mela's answer, he said with a smile:

"That’s good...Since you don’t hate each other, let’s just go with it. Chief Kane will go to High Mountain in person at some time to discuss your marriage with Bain and Chief Ulan. Your union will be Let the Bloodhoof Clan and the Gaoling Clan be truly ally-reliable allies, and even future brothers...The Bloodhoof Clan is a member of the Orc Horde, and your marriage will allow the Gaoling Clan to enter the Orc Horde logically."

"We will get new, powerful allies outside the Broken Isles! This world is too big... The Gaoling clan can no longer protect themselves on their own."

Elder Blackhorn said with emotion, he waved his hand:

"Go rest, Mela, bid farewell to Bain tomorrow, oh, yes, Bain will serve as the warlord of the Bloodhoof clan and go to Highmountain to participate in the war. You will meet again soon, and this time, he Take you to experience Kalimdor's human life, next time, it is up to you to take him to visit our home."

Mela obediently left the room. At the moment when the door was closed, the black-horned elder silently drinking tea stared at the burning hearth furnace in front of him. His eyes changed, and the yellow snake pupil looked very strange under the flame. .

He didn’t tell Mela the truth... he’s not going to ask for help from the human empire tomorrow. It’s impossible for humans to send troops to help the Tauren. This is inevitable, but Blackhorn does have to find reinforcements. There is a special force...that is the force that Blackhorn can call for help.

But the elder was hesitant in his heart. He did not know whether he should go. After all, he and the black dragons born after the battle of the ancients were not true compatriots, and in this 10,000 years, the two sides did not interact with each other. I have contacted, this hasty encounter may bring a new force to the High Mountain, but it is also very likely to bring a ruinous ending to the Blackhorn who has been hiding for nearly 10,000 years.

"Compatriots..."

Elder Blackhorn turned his head to look at the evening scenery of Thunder Bluff outside the window. After a long silence, he finally made up his mind that he had lived alone in this world for nearly ten thousand years, and he did not plan to go alone again...

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Dustwallow Marsh, this damp and dark land has been inaccessible in the past thousands of years. Except for some poisonous insects and eccentric creatures, almost no civilized life thrives here.

Even the night elves' nature-loving druids are reluctant to go deep into this earth with a disgusting smell.

Until the arrival of the human empire, King Garin Torbane of the Kingdom of Stromgarde collected the ogren tribes as kingdom vassals. After supplying the ogres with enough food and enjoyment, those Under the direction of the imperial craftsmen, the stupid big guys picked up the logging axe and various tools and began to open up the kingdom deep into the swamp.

The civilians of the Kingdom of Stromgarde followed behind this group of ogren pioneers, burned the weeds with flames, filled the disgusting puddles with mechanical tools, and withered Drew who entered the empire Under the guidance of Yimen, the natural environment was reshaped. With the efforts of the past few years, the border of the Kingdom of Stromgarde was rounded, and it opened hundreds of kilometers in the direction of the swamp. On the reshaped land, 9 Towns have gradually taken shape.

But this kind of effort is meaningless for the entire swamp. Human activities have weakened the area of ​​the swamp, but it is less than one-twentieth of the swamp. At this rate, we must continue to completely transform the entire mud swamp, Storm The people of the Kingdom of Kad are estimated to spend at least 60 years...

This “human and nature” struggle has not yet had a fundamental impact on the land, and in the deepest part of the dust mud swamp, the edge of the inaccessible mountain range, there is another group of lives occupying here and starting their own new life.

Black dragons, to be precise, are the last batch of black dragons that escaped their lives after the Black Stone Mountain in the eastern continent was defeated by the undead Several choices of the human empire have been on the right side. The final result is that the human empire accepted these homeless black dragons and regarded them as part of the empire.

Of course, the untrustworthy part.

But in any case, the black dragons still found a new way of life under their wise leaders...They do not participate in any political activities of the empire on weekdays, cooperate with the empire through employment, and occasional wars, such as the halves of the empire The wars of men and women in the west, such as the war of Tanaris, and the war of Silithus, all have black dragon mercenaries.

However, because the number is too small, the Black Dragons will not join the army in frontal combat. Under the control of Onyxia, who was renamed the Countess of Presto, the deceased Black Dragon Legion and the Empire get along well. , They can regularly obtain the necessary living materials from the empire, some magic materials, enough food for the survival of the dragons, and some enjoyment.

In the deepest part of Dustwallow Marsh, the Black Dragons also established their own strongholds. Of course, compared with human cities, this stronghold is a bit too wild. At least in the eyes of Elder Blackhorn, his fellow Black Dragons are living A day when ru Mao drank blood. Of course, for the dragon, the human civilization is not suitable for them. This free day is what they pursue.

"Taurant! This is not where you should come, get out! I can think of it as I didn't see you!"

A young dragon covered with black scales flapped its wings and landed in front of the black horn eyes from the dark sky. The yellow snake pupil of this young dragon gleamed with maliciousness. According to the fierce nature of the black dragon, it should have been direct Eat this transgressor, but under the rules set by the powerful Princess Onyxia, it cannot do so.

Princess Black Dragon used her power to protect the last group of black dragons in the world, but she was not a benevolent ruler. Of course, considering the current bad situation of Black Dragon, the strength of Black Dragon Princess Onyxia and the emergence of rules to avoid the conflict between Black Dragon and Empire, it is understandable.

The black horn carefully observes the giant body about 15 meters long in front of it. It has the black scales of the black dragon and the scorching flame entangled in the dragon kiss, but the dragon horn of the young dragon has not really grown. The slender dragon horn on the top of the head looks more like an ornament than a symbol of majesty.

Faced with the malice of the black dragons patrolling the border, the elder Blackhorn of the Gaoling Tauren shook his head and said softly:

"Who is the ruler here?"

"Of course, the powerful and majestic Black Dragon Princess Onyxia..."

The black dragon cub said in a yin and yang strange tone:

"She manages us like human beings, asks us to learn human culture and customs, trying to integrate us into the human empire, it is really stupid, how can a dragon live like a humble human... I heard that our great princess gave back to herself I got a personal name, and I won an unimaginable honorable title in the human empire. Bah! She has forgotten her true identity..."

"But why am I telling you this?"

There was a glint in the eyes of the young dragon, who stared at the black horn:

"Get off! Tauren, otherwise I will have a delicious grilled steak today!"

"Oh?"

Blackhorn hummed playfully. He moved his wrist. He said softly:

"Then let Onyxia come to see me! And, I hate your jokes!"

"Wow"

At the next moment, the light of the magic transformation of the black horn fixed on the body for nearly ten thousand years shattered, and a behemoth with a length of 35 meters appeared in front of the fierce young dragon like a hill, and the poor child blown by the wind was at a loss. Raised his head and looked at the current state of Blackhorn.

That is the posture of a black dragon that has reached its true adulthood. Its streamlined body is covered with solid shield-shaped scales, and there are a series of black bone spurs on the back. On the head of this strange adult black dragon, there are 8 bone-white dragons. The horns are arranged smoothly on both sides of the forehead of the black horn. Among the 8 strong dragon horn arch guards, a triangular dragon horn protruding forward is the most gorgeous embellishment on the crown.

The yellow snake pupil shone with a deep, but without the tyranny and madness unique to the black dragons, the scorching dark flame entangled in the sharp teeth opened by the black horns, it tilted its head, just like measuring a bug , Looking at the weak young dragon in front of him.

"Wow"

Two huge black wings spread out at this moment, and the more terrible storm brought the young dragon's eyes open. The sturdy wings seemed to obscure the only light in this swamp.

"Prince... Another Black Dragon Prince..."

The poor black dragon has been scared and silly... 9 dragon horns with black horns like a crown already represent its identity. The dragon horns of this crown can only be derived from the orthodox dragon blood, so this one is strange Black Dragon... Probably Black Dragon Princess Onyxia... Never met, brother?

"roll!"

The black horn sounded thunderous. It squatted on the ground. The scorching flame dried the surrounding damp earth. It roared:

"Let my ignorant sister... let Onyxia... come to see me!"

The terrified young dragon's fart turned and flew into the depths of the gathering place of the black dragon in the dust mud swamp. A few minutes later, accompanied by the blast of the staggered stone gate under the black dragon mountain, he wore a black long skirt. Under the protection of a group of heavily armed dragon guards, Nikia quickly walked out of the Black Dragon Mountain, and in front of her, the whole Black Dragon in the gathering place was alarmed.

They stood on the Obsidian Square in front of the Black Dragon Mountain in human form, and the Black Dragon Prince who had never appeared, approached Onyxia step by step with a heavy step of a dragon, 20 meters away from both sides. At the place where the black horns gathered their huge wings, in the light of the transformation, he changed back to the original image of the tauren elder of the black horns.

He looked at Onyxia in front of him, he distinguished the temperament of the beautiful sister, but beyond the expectations of the black corner, on Onyxia, there was no such degenerate breath...

Before waiting for the black corner to open, the black dragon princess like an iceberg brushed her long hair and said coldly to the black corner:

"My elder brother who is masked, please follow me..."

"A big man is waiting for you here."

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