Shadow Trails in Azeroth

On the road from Yongsong Forest to Silvermoon City Forest, a low-key black carriage was speeding through the forest. The emblem that once belonged to the Presto family had been removed from the carriage, because this "passenger-carrying" trip Because of its special identity, it was changed into the shape of a deep-sea trident.

The world-famous pirate Black Shaw is now wearing a chic elf hunting suit and a short cloak that grooms often wear. He is sitting on the driver's seat in front of the carriage, pulling the reins for the four horses pulling the carriage. The Quel'dorei warhorse galloped at a steady pace.

Also to set off the noble status of the passengers, the horses just snatched from the Sun Temple at the rear were all pure white, with not a single hair on them from head to tail.

This kind of war horse is the "masterpiece" of the elves' pretentious nature.

They are based on Arathi war horses. After a series of complex magic experiments, these war horses have a more symmetrical and taller figure, a lion-like mane, and an inexplicable white horn growing on the forehead. Make it more in line with the aesthetics of the elves.

In the human kingdom, some nobles call these war horses "unicorns". In fact, apart from having horns on their heads, they have nothing to do with the legendary unicorns.

Blake seems to be very happy in his role as a stable boy. He happily swings his whip and whistles a fast-paced pirate whistle, and interacts with the little firebird Sky on his shoulder from time to time.

Behind the carriage shed stood a small fishman guard holding a spear and wearing an elf guard armor. He stood upright but looked left and right from time to time.

It was called to temporarily act as a "royal guard" for distinguished guests.

While passing by a maple leaf forest, Blake, who was happily driving, suddenly looked up at the sky. Groups of fiery red dragon eagle knights were gathering into a flying formation across the sky above their heads.

This made Blake blink, and he pursed his lips at the sky standing on his shoulder.

The little flamingo roared into the sky, and flew back at supersonic speed a few minutes later. It flew around Blake several times and reported to him everything it saw with a crisp chirp.

"Look, Your Majesty, the Dragonhawk Knights of the Farstrider Legion are flying north in groups. Look at this number. General Silver Moon Ranger has mobilized almost all the air cavalry under her command."

Blake relaxed his horse's reins and said to the distinguished guests in the black carriage:

"It seems that the great traitor Elisande and the pirate cannon fodder under my command have begun to land on Silvermoon City and Quel'Danas Island at the same time. Together with the small group of pirates that I deliberately spread out, the following Eternal Song The forest is about to get lively."

"I'm bored by this parody of Zin-Azshari. Frankly speaking, I don't care what kind of wars happen in this land."

A hoarse and charming voice sounded from the carriage, she said:

"But the car you prepared for me is unexpectedly good. My captain, I found some interesting traces in the carriage. Did this car belong to Lord Neltharion before?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Blake grinned and said:

"How could I, as a loyal servant, use an ordinary carriage for my supreme majesty? This carriage was specially 'consigned' by me from Tol Barad, specially prepared for you.

Although Lord Deathwing has already gone crazy, his taste as a world destroyer is still quite good. I know this car will definitely satisfy you.

But coming back to the topic just now, you are the destined queen of all elves. I am very curious, when you see your people suffering from war, don't you have any mercy for them? "

"I'm going to be miserable, Blake."

The lady in the carriage whispered:

"When I see elves being harmed, I will be very angry, and I will try to protect them and avenge them, but this protective desire is limited to those subjects who are loyal to me.

I am a very generous ruler, and I am also a very cold emperor.

I try to mediate the conflicts between my subjects, and I will give them an ending that satisfies them all.

The premise is that they must recognize my rule over them. Just think of it as a good old dream, who would want to see a great empire fall apart.

However, I also have a small problem, my captain of the bodyguard.

Do you think the war in Quel'Thalas will attract people of your kind? "

"Of course, Your Majesty."

Blake said firmly:

"The orc war that ended previously has taught mankind the principle of 'the lips are dead and the teeth are cold', not to mention that our attack in Quel'Thalas is directly bordering the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

No matter how comatose old Terenas is, he still knows that the elves must be saved from the disaster, otherwise Lordaeron will be next.

Besides, I wrote a letter to remind him before the incident happened.

And with the Kingdom of Lordaeron's current dominant position in the Human Alliance, once Lordaeron sends troops, other kingdoms will immediately follow suit. My dear Your Majesty, don’t forget that there is a righteous organization called the Holy Light Church in human civilization.

The old pope is a far-sighted leader, and he knows very well what kind of choice is most beneficial to mankind.

Therefore, Your Majesty, perhaps you should prepare a speech in advance so that you can promote your majesty as the 'King of the World' in front of foreign races other than elves!

I believe that after this incident, the entire human civilization will be shocked by the power and endless power you possess, and maybe there will be weaklings begging for mercy from you.

Speaking of which, it's really unseemly that you don't have a few human clowns in your huge undersea palace. "

"Yeah, that makes sense."

The queen in the carriage nodded and said:

"I didn't think carefully. I only thought about my elven subjects but ignored that humans and other races live in the territory that once belonged to me, so they should be regarded as one of the subjects of the empire.

I should really revise the lines of the speech my royal clerk prepared for me

This is a job that requires a lot of concentration and energy to complete, so don't let anyone disturb me, my loyal captain of the guard. "

The Queen coughed lightly and said:

"I mean those rude elves who have been following the king's chariot since just now, spying on the chariot. They are really disgusting. Get rid of these sneaky little thieves!"

"Well, these people are not little thieves, my lord."

Blake laughed and said:

"But as you wish, I will send them away for you and present you a touching love show, just to relieve your boredom, my lord.

Please wait. "

——

On the other side, in the city of Lordaeron, in the royal palace.

The development of the matter was just like what Black told Queen Azshara. After Quel'Thalas's request for help was sent to the Palace of Lordaeron, it immediately attracted the old king's attention.

It was still in the large conference hall where Lothar used to plan tactics against the orcs. All the important people who had been invited urgently were present and everyone looked serious.

Because in addition to the elves asking for help, there was another bad news that was almost sent back to Northern Xinjiang along with the letters from the elves. Compared with the current situation where the elves are being attacked, this is the situation that really makes the kings feel anxious.

Anduin Lothar, the former guardian of civilization, finally took action against humans!

"what happened?"

Wearing a snow-colored fur cloak, King Auriden Perenold of the Kingdom of Alterac strode into the king's hall with several of his barbarian guards.

Compared to other kings, he was quite young but spoke unambiguously. As soon as he entered the door, he asked loudly:

"I rushed over immediately after hearing about this. I heard that Marshal Lothar killed Lordaeron's Navy Marshal? He also destroyed the legion I sent to help in the battle?

The Alliance Navy was completely wiped out? "

King Terenas, who was sitting on the main seat, did not speak. The old king looked very haggard and occasionally coughed.

It is said that ever since Prince Arthas Menethil chose to self-exile, the king's health has deteriorated.

It seems that the break with his son really made the old king very sad, but because the situation was serious, King Terenas also held this meeting despite his illness.

"Where did you get this ghost news?"

The old King Thoras Trollbane, who was sitting next to King Terenas, had a gloomy face, and said with a hint of sarcasm to His Majesty Auriden who had just sat down:

"Is this the news sent to you by the Uncrowned One? Your Majesty Auriden, this news is so outrageous that it makes people doubt the intelligence of the Alterac people."

"Stop being so weird, Your Majesty Solas."

Auriden is in his thirties, and is an out-and-out junior in front of the two old kings, but he doesn't have much respect for these two guys, just like a typical arrogant young man.

He grabbed the arm of the chair and said:

"Don't you just want to hint that we at Alterac have some intimate relationship with Lord Black Shaw? You don't need to hint like this, just say it clearly.

But compared to this topic, I want to talk to you about the rebellion conspiracy to subvert the regime that I uncovered in the Royal City of Alterac last month. The low-level commanders who were caught by me knew about it. All said.

Are you Stromgardians so full?

The matters between me and the Barov family are our internal affairs in Alterac. It’s not your foreigners’ turn to interfere, right? "

"I didn't plan that. You don't want to slander anyone."

King Thoras snorted and came out with a complete denial, which made Auriden, who couldn't produce any concrete evidence, furious.

"Your Majesty, please stop arguing. We have important things to talk about today."

Seeing the bad atmosphere, Lord Krasus, the archmage from Dalaran, shook his head helplessly to stop the conflict between the two parties from intensifying. The two kings were also very respectful to this elf-looking archmage. As soon as he spoke, the entire conference hall quickly fell silent.

This scene shows that the Archmage Krasus has the "Face Fruit", and everyone wants to give him face.

Well, that's actually the case.

The news that this archmage with an elf appearance is actually a red dragon, and a giant dragon prince, has already spread throughout the human magic world. In addition, Lord Krasus has been hanging around in the human magic circle all year round, and has told various factions that Speaking of which, it's naturally very respectable.

After the unfortunate death of Master Antonidas, the leader of the Council of Six, the leaderless Council of Six quickly made the most correct judgment. They quickly invited Krasus back and asked him to temporarily serve as the nominal leader of Dalaran. leader to stabilize people's hearts.

The effect of this move is remarkable.

With a red dragon prince as its leader, it seemed to the outside world that the declining Dalaran had become connected to the Dragon Legion, causing the originally disintegrated Magic City to be united again without any setbacks.

Coupled with the return of Archmage Khadgar and Archmage Ronin, and the invitation of the old lich Merry Winterwind to join the Council of Six, this directly caused the power of Dalaran's top leaders to rise instead of falling.

Of course, this is not the point.

The focus is on the news brought by these spellcasters today.

"Let Archmage Modera describe the specific situation to you."

Seeing that he had calmed the situation, Krasus nodded and took a step back, leaving the stage to the hooded Archmage Modera behind him who had been coughing.

He said:

"Arch Mage Modera is an eyewitness to the Beihai Incident who has just returned to Northern Xinjiang. Not only did she fully experience her encounter with Marshal Lothar, but she also brought back to you the message from Marshal Lothar."

The next moment, the eyes of all the members of the meeting fell on Ms. Modera, who stood up with difficulty with her staff.

Except for Lordaeron, Stromgarde, Alterac, and Dalaran, Gilneas did not participate due to internal affairs. The envoy from the Kingdom of Stormwind is still on the way, and the envoy from Kul Tiras simply has not been involved. invite.

Because the former prince of Kul Tiras, Derek Proudmoore, is involved behind this matter, it is better not to involve the Kul Tirans until the kings discuss the outcome.

"Ahem."

Archmage Modera seemed to be seriously ill.

She coughed hard, and with every breath she breathed out a wisp of snow-white cold air that made her scalp numb. A cold wind wrapped around her, making her look particularly ominous.

"Marshal Barry Westwyn formulated a complete and feasible strategy, and we executed that strategy perfectly. We blocked the North Sea pirates in their base camp of Rogue Harbor.

Everything was going very smoothly until Blake Shaw showed up. "

The archmage's hoarse and cold voice echoed in the conference hall. She said briefly in a sad tone:

"Facts have proven that Black Shaw is not called the 'Prince of Lies' in the pirate circle for nothing. His reputation is based on his outstanding conspiracy design ability.

Marshal Bali and the entire fleet and all of us were played by him and applauded.

He used Marshal Barley's plan to gather the North Sea pirates as bait to lure us and the elves' fleet to Rogue Port. Then he used a space artifact to teleport the North Sea pirates to the waters of Quel'Thalas at once.

He never wanted to fight us in the frozen sea, he just wanted to prevent his next evil plunder from being interfered by the alliance's maritime power.

And we met Anduin Lothar who was waiting there in advance at Rogue Port."

At this point, Modera raised her head. Under her hood was a pair of tired and frightened eyes. She whispered:

"Your Majesty, please don't worry about the loss of the fleet. The Lich King mercifully spared our fleet. Except for Marshal Barley Westwin's ship 'Marshal of Lordaeron', all ships and navy None were harmed.

His Majesty Perenold need not worry.

Your barbarian legions are simply dispersed by the undead, they are not annihilated.

But the price for us being able to leave Rogue Port alive was that Marshal Bali sacrificed himself. He volunteered to become Lord Lothar's naval marshal, and he had already driven the death fleet towards the northern border.

This is the message His Majesty Lothar spared my life and asked me to bring to you. "

The Archmage coughed and looked at the kings in front of him. After a few seconds of silence, the Archmage's voice suddenly turned into a deep male voice like a ghost.

"He" stared at the few people in front of him and said:

"I'm coming, everyone, and I want to have a good talk with you about the future of the kingdom and civilization!"

"this"

This scene frightened the kings. Auriden directly drew the sword from his waist. The king's guards at the door also rushed into the conference hall, but after the archmage Modera said these words, she rolled her eyes and fainted. passed.

Archmage Krasus hurriedly stepped forward to support the unconscious archmage. He did not expect that the consciousness of the Lich King would inhabit Modera.

Is this a demonstration?

"boom"

In the dead silence, King Terenas suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice:

"Convey my order to Marshal Garithos, and the Andorhal Legion will immediately send troops to assist Quel'Thalas, and at the same time invite the Knights of the Silver Hand to cross the border of Stratholme.

This may be a test under pressure. "

Having said this, the old king looked at his "comrades" and said softly:

"Don't tell me, you don't know what Lothar has always wanted. Now that things have come to this point, let's give him whatever he wants to see.

I really don’t want to meet Lothar now on the battlefield.”