Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"They're coming, get ready!"

Following the roar of the great knight Turalyon, the forest between Goldshire and North County Monastery suddenly became solemn.

The warriors of the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse, who had just returned from the world of Draenor through the fully operational portal of Dalaran, raised their heavy shields and swords, while the paladins got on their horses and chanted the Holy Light to prop up various haloes.

It had only been less than four days since the undead appeared on a large scale and approached North County, leaving the defenders with little time to prepare.

They didn't have time to build fortifications elsewhere, and even the Stormwind Kingdom's army gathered urgently, giving the undead a chance to advance rapidly.

But while the armaments in other places were sparse, a real army had been assembled in the North County Monastery, as if the defenders in other places were using their presence to buy precious time for this "place of decisive battle".

This is a cruel choice.

However, their trick was seen through by "Undead Commander" Black Shaw from the beginning, so the undead did not waste time in large-scale pursuit and annihilation.

Both sides knew that the march, victory and defeat in the previous three days were meaningless. Today's attack and defense in Beijun was the battle that really decided the outcome.

However, the result of the undead's urgent march was that the other troops who appeared to delay the time suffered almost no damage except for being disintegrated and frightened.

This is a good thing for the Kingdom of Stormwind, as it allows the child king to calmly regroup his troops.

At the same time that Lothar's Death Riders, commanded by Yrel, entered the North County area from Goldsmith Town, Black received new news on the deck of Gaboa's Death.

“The Redridge Army and the Seventh Army have regrouped in the East Valley under the command of Marshal Reginald Windsor, and they are rushing towards North County as quickly as possible.

There are also a large number of mages who circle behind to help them march.

At their current advancing speed, they will join the North County battlefield from the rear in three hours at most. "

Valeela Sangunar, wearing a bright red assassin armor, serves as Blake's temporary adjutant and is reporting to her mentor on the latest battle situation at the rear.

This beautiful and elegant elf assassin frowned her slender golden brows, and she said to the expressionless pirate:

"The Night's Watch Corps of Dusk Forest, led by Duke Eberlock, also forcibly crossed the Dusk River Beach. They wanted to join the Western Springs Fortress and the Moon Creek Brigade of the Western Wilds in the northwest of Elwynn Forest.

They may arrive sooner than the rear corps, and they will threaten our flanks.

In addition, according to reports from the Uncrowned Ones lurking in Stormwind City, just half an hour ago, Admiral Daelin Proudmoore's flagship Sea King Power had docked at the Stormwind City port.

In this battle we will encounter Admiral Dailin's elite marines and himself. "

"Well, that means we only have less than three hours left to attack the North County Monastery? Well, that's more than enough."

Black rubbed his chin and looked at the valley in front of him that was regarded as a holy place by humans from a high altitude. It was an important military location of the Kingdom of Stormwind during the Orc War. When Stormwind City was rebuilt, the Stonemasons Brotherhood was also given over to the splendid North County Monastery. Tall city walls and various military-grade defense lines were reshaped.

A small valley city actually has such an incredible thing as an urn city, which shows how difficult that place is.

Not to mention that it was already far away from all the elites from the Holy Light Church and the Kingdom of Storm, as well as elite support from other human kingdoms.

Just having Dai Lin come over to join in the fun is already difficult enough.

He narrowed his eyes and said:

"What about the defense situation in North County? I mean, besides the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse, paladins, priests, Dalaran spellcasters, and the Kul Tiran Marines, what are the support forces?"

"The Bronzebeard royal family sent the king's guard, but the dwarf king of the hill did not come."

Sister Tao Ya, who was wearing ordinary assassin attire today and not wearing the traditional Shado-Pan costume, covered her face. She also reported very professionally:

"It is said that King Magni and his two brothers are currently not in Ironforge. No one knows where they have gone. The Wildhammer clan sent their war hero Kurdran Wildhammer to support them. It should be to cope with the situation. Captain Gaboa's air fleet.

In addition to the dwarves, the elves of Quel'Thalas have also appeared in Stormwind City, but it is unknown who leads these elven rangers and Phoenix mages.

at last.

His Majesty Fa'ao made a request to Qinglong Temple two days ago. He invited a supreme god to come and take charge. "

At this point, Tao Ya stopped. She looked at Blake worriedly and whispered:

"I don't know which god is here, but there should be at least one supreme god in the Beijun Valley at this time!"

"That's not all the bad news."

A hoarse voice came from not far away, and Blake looked back. Maiev, who was wearing the Night Killer suit, put the face-shielding helmet on her face.

She whispered:

"The Sisters of Elune also sent an envoy upon invitation. This is bad news. Black, I have to tell you that even from such a distance, I can feel Tyrande's aura.

She is in North County.

Your Faao Crown Prince's connections are really terrifying. "

"Alas, I helped him make these connections, but now he is turning against me."

Even though Black was determined, he felt a little bit sour when faced with the iron wall in every sense of the word. He rubbed his chin and said:

"Velan must have come here too. The good old man will not let the undead invade today. Look at the shining runes on the tower of North County Monastery.

As a soul that has been focused on by the Lord of War, I have absolute reasons to believe that the Hall of Heroes has sent at least one heroic commander to sit here.

In other words, there are at least four demigods in the Northern Army today, including the Supreme God of Heaven and the Chosen Moon God, as well as the most powerful priest among the stars."

"I know it makes you uncomfortable to say this, but let's run."

Gaboa, who was already dumbfounded by the pirate, and Eredin, the King of Black Knights, looked at each other. The old troll coughed a few times, pushed up his pirate hat, and persuaded in a weird tone:

"A smart pirate will not risk robbery against such an enemy. We are seeking fame and fortune, not death, right? And no matter how powerful a pirate is, he will shrink in the face of such a situation. It’s not shameful.”

"Yeah yeah."

Eredin then followed up. The King of Black Knights, who had specially put on a pair of mighty armor to match today's "big scene", spoke very cowardly words with a mighty attitude.

He whispered:

"Theoretically speaking, our commotion in the past few days has allowed the orderers to form such a terrifying alliance to stop us. Four demigods! Almost all the order races in Azeroth have united. This is Bidalararan. The battle was much more powerful.

If today's incident spreads out, which pirate would dare to say that what we did is not a big deal?

I mean, Black, it's okay to make trouble like this. Those demigods have their own things to do, and they can't stay in North County Abbey for a long time.

After they retreat, we will look back again!

Anyway, we are doing big things, and we don’t care if we are delayed these days. Let’s change our strategy today, and don’t be embarrassed if we give in to the strategy. "

"You two are the bastards of pirates! The disgrace of bastards!"

Blake turned back dissatisfied and yelled:

"Does such a small scene scare you? The enemy's strength on paper is of no use. If I am as scared as you are when seeing strength, how can I do all kinds of incredible things?

Believe me.

Today, this army of undead is fighting against the Warriors of Order. Although they have more people than us, are better in quality, have better equipment than us, and have a higher level than us, the advantage lies with me! "

The stinky pirate spread his hands like crazy and shouted to a group of stunned companions:

"You cannon fodders just keep your heads down and charge! Leave the rest to me."

"You"

The old troll was shocked.

He wished he could pull out his hot air scimitar and stab the bastard in front of him on the spot. He cursed angrily:

"You used to pretend, but now you stop pretending, right? Are you going to make us cannon fodder? I know you can't be trusted, you bastard!"

I won't play anymore!

I want to quit! "

"You can run as you like."

Blake snorted and said in a playful tone:

"You can run away from the monks, but you can also run away from the temple?

Let me tell you the truth, I am not afraid of you running away if I dare to let you come. If you give up today, when the Sky Wall changes its dynasty, I will personally accuse you of being an 'Al'Akir worshiper'!

If you are confident that you can evade all the wind elements in Azeroth, just run. "

"Ha, I knew it!"

Gaboa sneered and said in a troll's tone of voice:

"As expected, you are planning something dangerous, so I won't pretend anymore. We bastards should be more frank with us. I will be your cannon fodder here. What benefits can you give me?"

"The spokesperson of Skywall in the material world?"

Blake snapped his fingers and said:

"The new Chief Human Bastard of His Majesty the Wind God? A loyal comrade of the legendary pirate Black Shaw? By the way, when I sweep across the North Sea, I will give you a chance to grab a big rob?"

Are these enough? "

"You bastard, as a loyal warrior of Sky Wall, don't tempt me with these despicable benefits!"

Gaboya suddenly changed his expression, straightened his back hard, and scolded Blake righteously:

"If these bastards in front of me are enemies of Sky Wall, then I will do my best to crush them for my new master without you tempting me!

Isn't he a demigod?

Isn't it just a united order camp?

Hey, what's there to be afraid of?

Hey, cowardly black knights, charge me honestly later! I know you are immortal. If you dare to escape from the battlefield, I will kill you. "

The old troll waved his hand to poor Eredin fiercely. The King of Black Knights blinked his dim eyes. He stopped being coy, raised his finger and said to Black:

"We, the Black Spirit Pirates, want 30% of all the treasures we grabbed in the Battle of the North Sea! Also, immediately cancel the reward placed on us by the Uncrowned! Top-notch cannon fodder like us are rare in Azeroth, and I think we are worth the price!"

"No problem, my dear colleague."

The stinky pirate put his hands on his hips and laughed. He agreed wholeheartedly. Looking at the two pirates who finally mustered up their fighting spirit, Black smiled proudly.

He glanced down.

Groups of undead armies as far as the eye can see have entered the forest. The undead cavalry commanded by Yrel have begun the first wave of confrontation with the paladins led by Turalyon and the Iron Horse Brotherhood.

The undead didn't need him to specifically boost their morale.

The undead don't have anything like that, and they don't care who their opponent is, they just have to be reckless.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you."

Blake clapped his hands, turned to Gaboa and said:

"The undead on the ground is under the command of Yrel, the pirates are under your command, and the Uncrowned Ones are under the command of Jack. You charge here!"

After saying that, the pirate summoned his signature weapon, the Salamani Sisters Sword, and handed it to Maiev behind him along with his folded Moon God Armor, and then took off the Blood Drinker Malus from his finger. Bring it onto Maiev's left thumb.

The Warden Warden glanced at him and whispered:

"What do you want from me?"

"I want you to be Black Shaw."

The pirate put his black owl helmet on Maiev's head with his own hands, and said softly:

"You will be my 'Kagemusha' until I finish what I must do."

"How are you going to sneak in?"

Maiev didn't refuse, she just asked.

The pirate smiled reservedly, looking at the fierce battle below, and said:

"You know, there are two ways into Northshire Abbey."

"They will not let that obvious shortcoming go unnoticed. The defensive strength there is definitely no worse than the front."

Lady Shadowsong put on Black's full armor, held Salamani in her hand and waved, she said:

"With Tyrande here, the Moon God may not necessarily favor you. This is a tough battle."

"No, no, no, there won't be any hard fight."

Blake called for the sky to come down, then stretched out his hand to carry a box made of wood from the Fortune Tree behind his back. He coughed and said:

"Today's victory will be easier than you think. Old Man Faao summoned all the big shots he could, but he didn't realize a very important problem.

He could invite them.

But he actually didn't have enough chips in his hand to ask them to fight to the death. "

The pirate whistled and said with a mean smile:

"But I do."

"How can such a strong fortress be breached from the outside? This is something that even fraudsters cannot do, but countless histories have taught us that invincible enemies often have their Achilles' heels.

Alas, the demons are coming.

But the heroes of this world are still so naive and immature, which is really tiring. Is it too late to rebel to the side of Lord Sargeras now? "

Blake rode into the sky and soared into the sky. He complained in the wind:

"With my current status, I can't stand it if Lord Sargeras doesn't give me an 'honest person'."

——

"The undead are coming, and their number is enough to flood this place! Fortunately, we got the news in advance, and fortunately we got the assistance of the righteous.

This place is impregnable, and the undead will reap a destined defeat. "

On the towering wall of the North County Monastery, Varian Wrynn put down the telescope in his hand and grabbed the Warhammer of the Power of Menethil. Wearing the golden lion armor, he looked back and was guarded by warriors of all races. The main body of the monastery.

The flame of hope of Chi-Ji and the light of the moon called by Tyrande surround the holy coffin of Marshal Lothar. The golden Valkyrie flying in the sky and the heroic warriors on the ground complement each other. This scene makes people feel a little bit sad. To feel at ease.

The child king whispered to Dai Lin, who was wearing a battle armor and holding a command sword:

"Seriously, can't you take care of him? Look at what he does, it's frightening every time. If my little brat grows up to be like Blake, I will definitely beat him up."

"You are too young, Varian. You don't understand how much pressure you have to shoulder to be a good father. You are a little too optimistic about your future fatherhood."

Dai Lin sighed, the admiral patted the shining Shield of Aggramar at his hand, and said tiredly:

"Sons are the most annoying, but daughters are better. Speaking of which, it seems that you only have one wife, Elian, which is somewhat inconsistent with the status of a king.

My Fenna is also old, how about you two get in touch? "

"Stop joking, Your Majesty Dai Lin."

Varian joked in a frightened tone:

"No matter how ignorant I am, I have still heard the name 'Sword Master of the Raging Sea'. The brave and heroic Her Highness Fenna is not something that an ordinary man like me can reach.

Speaking of which, is it really okay for us all to stay on the city wall? You can enter the valley all the way down from the peak of the Burning Plains. How about I take someone there? "

"His Excellency Heimdall, the general under the King of War, is guarding there personally."

Dai Lin shook her head and said:

"Don't worry, anyone who dares to leave from there is seeking death! Come on, Varian, let's go cut down a few undead to stretch our muscles, and I'll teach you some of my father's experience.

In case your little Anduin grows crooked like Blake in the future, look, little Arthas is so brave. He reminds me of when I was young, just as brave and full of energy.

Sometimes I really want to have a son like this. "

"Well"

Varian put on the full-coverage lion war helmet and complained in a low voice:

"Well, Your Majesty Dai Lin, do you know who was the first person Alsace met anxiously after he came back?

I think if you knew, you might not be so happy. "