Azeroth’s Death Track

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Stormwind is over.

The Storm Kingdom is over.

The blood-stained human emperor Losa stood on the deck of Kul Tiras's fleet. He clasped the side of the ship and looked at the crying civilians on the dock. His eyes were full of pain.

"Come on, save some people! I beg you, save some more!"

Duhan, the sheriff of Shinkin Town, was almost kneeling on the deck, praying to the Kul Tiras sailors who had lifted the ladder, and the prayed person, the old sailor, was also almost crazy, pointing to his back. The crowded deck, shouted to those who begged him:

"It can't be loaded anymore. The ship is already overloaded. With more people installed, we can't sail out of this port at all!"

"But they, what are they going to do!"

Veteran Duhan looked desperately at the crowd of weeping civilians on the pier, and some people who were crushed by fear even jumped madly off the icy water, swimming towards the boat slowly leaving the port, but there was no way, every one Ships, every ship was packed with people, and the moment the defense of Stormwind was defeated, these ships should set sail, but they dragged them to the present.

Can't stay any longer!

The Death Crows have begun to hover over the pier, and the cunning dregs may attack these ships full of people at any time, and once the mast is destroyed, these ships full of people can only become the most sad. target.

"Save us. Save us! God! Save us, please!"

The crowded people on the pier saw the ship leaving the port, and the desperate emotions pushed them crazy forward. The civilians who had been squeezed to the edge roared weakly, but were pushed into the cold water one by one, and even Some children struggled weakly in the cold water.

The fear of death exposes the human darkness at this moment.

And this scene also fell into the eyes of Tyrion. He sat on his death raven, in the dark sky of Stormwind City, like a ruthless sculpture, watching the port's disaster spread more and more horror .

"Dispel them!"

Tyrion said softly:

"Save those children from the water, kill those messes, and hang them on the pier."

"Yes, your majesty."

The crow commander crow suspended next to the death raven led the crow, the next moment, the death crows hovering in the sky were ordered, and in the horrified screams of the civilians, the dark crows descended from the sky, but out Unexpectedly, instead of attacking the chaotic civilians, they floated above the water and used their claws to grab those who were about to drown out of the water and threw them on the empty street behind the dock.

The death knights steered the war horses and drove the Necromancers into the crowd. The Necromancers who only knew how to accept orders passively hit the irrational civilians with the back of the bone knife, and they would be crowded. The people who are together are separated, and the scum that does not hesitate to hurt others in order to survive is hacked to death.

The dripping blood and death in the eyes forced the chaotic crowd to quiet down quickly.

Especially after realizing that these grisly undead will not kill them immediately, many people choose to obey, but you can’t blame them, they are just civilians, defenseless, and they will feel fear when they see the lowest level of skeletons, how do you do Can they fight against the Legion of the Dark Blade that has defeated the Storm Kingdom?

"Loza!"

Tyrion’s voice rang in the night, and the tired human emperor turned his head, and saw the image of the King of Dark Blades suspended in the sea. The people in the whole ship watched and snarled angrily, and swearing, the latter With the same expression, he said to him in a tone of greeting:

"Medwin tried to make you change the destiny of this world. He gave you a sacred mission, but you see, I won the first game."

"Enjoy your victory, Tyrion."

Lothar had no energy to fight with Tyrion, he just said in a deep voice:

"The Holy Arathor Empire will recapture Stormwind City, just like we did before. Soon, our army will come to the nest and crush you and your evil legion completely!"

"Oh, is this a challenge?"

Tyrion snorted:

"Then I accept, Losa, I am waiting for your army, of course, if you are not fast enough, maybe the battlefield we are fighting can only be placed in Arathi Highlands."

"I'm here to see you, not to tell you that everything is over, Losa, what I want to tell you is that this is just the beginning."

"I will bury you and your empire in history by hand, you drosses that should have been eliminated long ago! You have no qualifications, no power, and no ability to rule the earth under your feet. Your existence will only let this The world is ashamed..."

"Remember this, Losa, the wheel of life and death has begun to roll. Before one side completely falls, this endless war will not have an end. You will face the judgment of the heroes of past history , You will face the challenge of your ancestors...I hope that by that time, you can still speak so passionately."

The King of Dark Blades seemed tired of communicating. He waved his hand, and the image above the sea slowly disappeared.

"Oh, war, what has passed, what has not started, what is going on, changes and ends this world, now I call it...new world."

At the moment when the dark figure of the King of Dark Blades dissipated, the deepest dark sky was also dispelled by the light wheel jumping out of the sea. A new day, a new dawn had arrived, and it once again shone warm sunshine on each A person's body is like yesterday, but after a night like hell, everything is different.

A low sob sounded on the deck of this heavily overloaded fleet. Some old people who had experienced the Second World War hugged their loved ones and snuggled on the deck. They sang ancient songs.

That's the story of the ancestors who sang Stormwind City just arrived in this wild land, but now, in this case, this supposedly glorious song has become so sad, on the rough sea, The mourning song of this storm kingdom slowly dissipated in the air, like pouring out endless sorrow and despair to the sea.

However, I have seen the sea where the endless civilization was born and collapsed, but I am not interested in this...

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There is only one remaining area in the entire Storm Kingdom that is not threatened by undead.

That was the western wilderness that was in the chaos before the outbreak of the Undead War. This fertile land was completely disrupted by the smoke of the war. Before the outbreak of the East Valley Battle, a part of the military power was drawn from the western wilderness. This directly led to the weakening of the Kingdom Army’s superiority over the Defias Brotherhood.

The news of the failure of the Battle of East Valley also greatly affected the morale of the soldiers, especially after knowing that the undead had threatened Stormwind City, the soldiers here were also unwilling to fight, because their relatives and families were also placed in Under the threat of undead.

"Stormwind City is broken!"

At dawn, a disastrous news reached the barracks in the western wilderness, and the Sentry Ridge outpost was completely in chaos.

Some soldiers who were worried about their loved ones roared and wanted to counterattack back to Stormwind City, while others advocated staying in place to prevent the attack of the undead. Everyone was arguing and even the management with the army became chaotic and stayed in. The Western Wilderness manages the army. It is General Westwell, General Maxwell, and the Paladin Captain Grian Stallman, who returned from the Northern Frontier with the Cavaliers Fording, who was born in the Western Wilderness, but has been in the North in recent years. The Knights of the Silver Hand of Xinjiang served.

As for General Maxwell, this was the real veteran who had fought against the orcs with Marshal Windsor. It was also one of the most qualified veterans in the Stormwind Army. In the chaos of Sentinel Hill at this time, this middle-aged general Without being disturbed by thinking, he ordered the soldiers to return to the barracks and prepare to fight, but did not say who to fight.

Don’t get me wrong, General Maxwell is not an agent of the undead, but he is well aware that all of them are attacked in Stormwind City, but the army of the western wilderness has not been recalled, which itself represents his old superior, Reginald Win. Marshal De Sole's concern, although not clearly stated, was clear that on the eve of Stormwind's fall, the old marshal quietly preserved the last force with combat effectiveness for his failed kingdom.

This kind of responsibility made General Maxwell feel difficult. He was not afraid of death, but he was also helpless in the face of the current situation, and most importantly, how to deal with them next. This is a question worth thinking about.

"General! Someone wants to see you!"

Paladin Captain Grian Stallman walked into the general's office, he said eccentrically:

"It's Edwin Van Cliff...he's just outside Sentinel Hill, with his guards, and he claims that he wants to talk to you about "the last hope of retaining the Kingdom of Stormwind."

"That bandit leader wants to persuade me?"

General Maxwell sneered. He just wanted to order a live capture of Van Cliff, but he hesitated for a moment. Finally, he said to the Stallman Paladin:

"Don't disturb the others, go out with me and let us see what kind of medicine is sold in Van Cliff's gourd."

Ten minutes later, the disguised general and captain of the Paladin appeared on the hills outside Sentinel Ridge. Opposite them were Van Cliff in a decent black dress and several leaders of the Defias Brotherhood. It is these guys who have caused a lot of trouble for the troops stationed in the western wilderness in the past.

They proved that they were not a gang of people.

"You brought me here, did you want to assassinate me? Van Cliff, as if you were assassinating Major Sunder! Despicable miscellaneous!"

General Maxwell scolded, but Van Cliff was not angry, so he said slowly:

"Major Sende ordered the expulsion of innocent farmers who had nothing to do with our war, and also attempted to seize their farms, killing him not because of the war, but because of the requests of those victims... you have to understand that the general, in In this war, you are not representing justice...but I am not here to talk to you about this."

"Oh? Why is that?"

Maxwell snorted: "Give us our heads for your undead masters. Won't you give you a higher status after you betrayed the people and the country?"

"I don't need this! I don't need to use the fellow's head to invite credit."

Van Rikoff said calmly:

"Your Majesty Tyrion promised that after his undead destroyed the entire Kingdom of Stormwind, the Defias Brotherhood will manage this land...you know you want to scold me in the dirtiest words, but General! I Just like you, bleeding blood for this country on the burning plain, and watching the past comradeship, please listen to me patiently."

"Ha, then should I call you "Your Majesty Van Cliff"? You disgusting traitor! Shake your dog's legs! Wild dogs! Trash! Rats!"

The middle-aged general could not restrain his anger, waving his hands and scolding, but at the next moment, he was interrupted by Van Cliff's yelling.

"I don't believe him! I don't believe those undead! So I need you!"

"what did you say?"

Standing behind General, Captain Grian Stoan's eyes widened. The Paladin looked suspiciously at Van Cliff in front of him. He asked:

"What the **** do you mean?"

Van Cliff looked around and closed his eyes to perceive the surroundings with his own abilities. After confirming that there were no hidden secret conversations, he waved his hands, and the heavily armed leaders behind them obediently retreated to the side and clenched their weapons. Looking around alertly.

And Van Cliff himself walked towards the general and the paladin. At the moment he approached, a glint flashed in the general's eyes. He grabbed Van Cliff, pulled out his long sword, and reached Van Cliff's neck.

"I should kill you now and let the undead see our thoughts."

Faced with this threat, Van Cliff was unmoved. He glanced at Maxwell and whispered:

"Then kill, kill me, you will lose the only manager who is willing to give everything to this land and those terrified civilians, and my death will also declare that the last lone army of this kingdom is the only possibility to protect its own. opportunity!"

"I said, General, I trust my countrymen more than the undead, and I need you more than ever."

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