Azeroth’s Death Track

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Northern Xinjiang has been completely changed.

Changing is not just the topography, not just the memory of the residents who live here. It is not just the civilization form here, but also the climate, and many other things.

Those who are hidden under the appearance of disaster, those who are closely related to everyone, whether they are civilians or soldiers, whether they are elderly or children, thoughts, or feelings, have witnessed the prologue of the coming of the new era, that is like God The trace-like light and the shaped Dalaran Strait, this mythical and legendary scene, let everyone keep a part of their lives here forever.

After seeing the darkness of undead, demons, etc., the world in front of all beings has already changed to another way. After removing the warmth and disguise, this world will be the coldest and truest side of itself. Completely exposed to sunlight.

"La La La"

The downpour has been in the Tirisfal area of ​​Lordaeron for two full days. Perhaps the bombardment of the Eye of Sargeras triggered a magical tide that covered the entire northern border. Perhaps ten million tons of seawater poured into the mainland. It caused a drastic change in temperature. In short, the weather has not been normal in recent times.

In the heavy rain, a team from the south is struggling to march in the mud. It is some soldiers and a large number of immigrants. They are from the Alterac Kings and Hillsbrad Foothills. The transferred residents, among them many Kul Tiras, and some residents of the Storm Kingdom, were all struggling quietly under the heavy rain.

Even the most ignorant children, in the deep emotions of the adults, felt a panic fear, they were holding the clothes of their parents, and in the cold rain, the children's hair were all attached to their foreheads. In those panic-stricken eyes, there was a daze about the future.

A huge number of materials were pulled in the carriage among the crowds. These were rescued from the town near the rapidly changing canyon. Under the impact and corrosion of the sea water, the creation of the disaster, the magnificent Dalaran Strait is As the land expands, every day, this land will lose some soil. According to the predictions of the surviving mages, the huge strait filled with sea water, like the lagoon of the ocean, will eventually engulf nearly tenths. An Alterac.

Some young people looked back, and in the dark rain curtain, they could barely see the silhouette of the Alterac Mountains, but the snow in the snowy mountain that had not been melted all year long had begun to melt, maybe soon, there The Alterac Valley that survived the disaster of light will become a huge freshwater lake.

Their hometown, the scenes in their memory have disappeared, they have no home...

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The officers of this huge immigrant team rode on horses and shouted to the crowd around them:

"A further 3 kilometers is the containment of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Everyone will work harder and we will be there soon!

The officer wears a blouse and armor of the human empire. He is not overbearing. In fact, the commander that Emperor Lothar has cultivated in the past ten years has inherited some of the characteristics of His Majesty the Emperor, helping and paying attention to civilians. Life and life, invest more energy in improving people’s lives, be braver and more loyal to their mission.

This is a group of people who are completely different from the previous noble bureaucracy. If you give Lothar more time, let him cultivate more such people, and use a long time to subtly affect the entire human civilization, perhaps hundreds of years later, The future of the human empire will be truly limitless.

But time... time is the most ruthless referee, the human empire is far less time.

The civilians who were chilled by the heavy rain were hungry and hungry. They stumbled in the heavy rain for a whole day, which has brought their bodies and spirits to their limits, but they can’t rest yet, and are close to the king After the leader, there is no longer any security there. In addition to the demons that have bred all over the world in this period of time recently, the former inherent order is completely smashed, and the whole world seems to have entered an era of chaos and disorder.

The people longed for Emperor Lothar to be their savior again as before, but Lothar knew that he could not save them. In this era of change that sweeps the world, he could not save anyone, not even his own future. Can't be controlled by yourself.

He can only do this, and he can only move the people to a safer place before the situation deteriorates further, and he himself is still stuck in the fortress of the king's collar, blocking the dark-edged army from behind for the people.

Tyrion wants to change the world in his own way, but in the eyes of these ordinary people, the King of Dark Blades, the King of Undead just wants to destroy everything about them, just like the big demons in those stories, Like the villains, their eyes do not see the future so long, their lives are filled with rice, oil and salt, and simple and vulgar happiness. This is everything for them.

World Peace? Unity? The wisdom and power of the group? The sublimation of the entire civilization?

Sorry, civilians don’t care about this... they don’t realize it, they don’t see the connection with them. Even in the free Defia Federation, a large number of people are not so keen to participate in “state affairs”. Not to mention the civilians bound by the feudal system?

But this does not blame them.

They are innocent people in this continuous disaster, but they are not so innocent. They just haven't realized that the real power of the group has yet to realize that their meaning to the world is nothing more than that.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Between the mountains covered by the heavy rain, at the moment when the crowd staggered, several muffled sounds sounded deep in the nearby forest, and the magic detection in the hands of the mages guarding the crowd issued a sharp alarm, this sudden sound Many people raised their heads at a loss, and soon, the soldiers who were standing near the team gathered and they looked around.

There was a commotion in the crowd, which clearly represented a dangerous arrival.

"Demon! It's a demon!"

A scream rang out in the crowd, under the dim rain screen, between the violently moving mountains and forests, tall and tall, dragging a greasy weapon, roaring from all sides, the demon guards who rushed out of the hiding place appeared in In the eyes of civilians.

In the past hundreds of years, the word demon has appeared most frequently in the poems of bard poets. No one thinks that he will encounter a living demon in his life, but now, in recent times, the devil has Became one of the most common members in Northern Xinjiang and the world.

In the sky where no one can see, outside the broken wall of Azeroth, on the land of the devil star Marton, the demons that have lost control constantly rush into this world, they will be in any A place appeared, maybe in the wilderness, maybe in the factory in the Black Iron District, or even in the square of Stormwind City.

With the passage of time, such a strange disaster will subside after the space walls slowly close together, but at least for now, people have to worry about every place around them.

"Blood! Meat! Soul!"

The secondary demon commander who had just rushed into the world grabbed his two battle axes. This tall destructive demon was full of chaos and tyrannical eyes shining with a cruel light. It stood in the cold rainstorm, letting it go. The raindrop hit his body, and was quickly dried up by the flame wrapped around the surface of the body. The high-temperature, sulfur-filled steam wrapped around its body, making it look terrible and terrifying.

"boom"

The demon waved the warhammer and smashed the human knight who even rushed into the crowd with the horse and flew into the crowd. The spilt blood set off a more terrible chaos, which made the brutal demon guards around laughed. They like it mess.

They didn't see the scene of Archimonde's death with their own eyes. They knew nothing about the dangers of this evil world, because they were ignorant, so they were more fearless...

"Kill all humans! Brothers, today, we will drink blood!"

The demon seems to have some ink in its belly. In its roar, the demon guards with gritty armor grinning forward, each of which is several times stronger than humans, often requiring several human knights. Combined together, tactical cooperation can kill one, of course, if there are enough heavy weapons, these ordinary demon guards are not so difficult to deal with.

But how can there be heavy weapons unique to the battlefield in the **** team?

In short, two minutes after the appearance of the demons, the entire forest covered by the rainstorm has become the cruelest sand field. The human knights under the Losa are fighting hard in the rainstorm. They protect the unarmed civilians behind, and some The men also stood up and fought with these soldiers, because behind them, they were their families, their wives, and sons.

Every **** man will make such a choice, even if they know that their sacrifice may not be in exchange for family safety.

"boom"

A sword-wielding knight was knocked on the ground by a punch of that huge demon. The ugly demon stomped on the struggling knight with his own feet in a laughter. Stomp directly.

It looked down upon this human who roared like a beast, and it laughed wildly:

"Struggle, bug, the harder you struggle, the happier I will be when I kill you!"

"boom"

The stepped knight felt all the bones in his body groaning, screaming, and screaming, but he gritted his teeth and did not make any sound of begging for mercy, but when the demon raised his head, from He took off a cold gadget from his belt and held it in his hand.

"Let's die together, monster!"

"Click"

The beating sound of the spring appeared so harsh in the sound of the rain slamming the ground. The demon also lowered his head subconsciously, and saw the **** knight holding a smoking black iron in his hand.

At this moment, in the eyes of the knight, the demon saw a calmness that made it feel terrified.

"boom"

The arms sold by Hesso are all typical goblin-style engineering products, known as explosive battlefield masterpieces. In the destruction of this special high-explosive grenade at close range, the heroic human knight can be called a dead bone, but powerful and arrogant Demon's Demon, also in the flames of the burning flame, gave out the most painful roar since the war.

"Ah!"

It stumbled backwards a few steps, its left leg had been blown up and twisted, between flesh and blood valgus, the "gadget" hidden in the grenade pierced its blood bones, let it Every move will be painful.

And the sacrifice of this warrior also quieted the battlefield under the rain for a moment. The demons were startled by the counterattack of humans, and humans were encouraged by the courageous actions of their companions. Courage and continuous courage from these humans Rising inwardly, soon, more wary soldiers grabbed the demons, and in the sound of the grenade explosion, cast their courage into a sharp sword, and pierced the hearts of these invaders.

"Snapped"

A cold stone hit the head of the crying devastating demon. The demon raised his head and saw a young child in worn leather armour with a dagger in his waist, glaring with anger and despair. It, under the torrential rain, had the child's hair on his forehead, but the flames in those eyes were beating like substance.

"That's my brother! You go to die! Demon!"

"Snapped"

Another sharp stone hit the eyes of the twisted and ugly demon, which does not make it feel pain, but it makes the demon feel a kind of humiliation.

"Ah! The little boy!"

It propped up its body with a greasy weapon, and between staggers, the flames of evil energy condensed in its eyes, and at the next moment, the child who was not able to control himself would be completely burned by the fire of evil energy. Feeling his doomsday, he was holding the twisted long sword left by his brother. He had fear in his eyes, but the pain of losing his loved ones made him bite his teeth and didn't want to retreat.

At this moment, a screaming axe tore the rain curtain. At the moment when the demon's evil magic was about to be launched, it was slashed behind the demon, between the rune of the undead, that The battle axe was easily torn apart by the demon's solid skin, so that the scorching demon blood was spilled everywhere.

"Wow, wow"

The undead infantry who wore black armor and strange heavy weapons with muskets and tomahawks rushed out of the forest quickly. Under the command of the death knights, these retired undead infantry were very fast The speed separates the chaotic crowd from the battlefield of fierce fighting. Those demons know that they have met new opponents. They try to hack these strange undead like hacking humans, but in the firearms of the undead infantry, they One by one was knocked to the ground.

And the demon... The tall demon was easily broken by Saurfang who was standing in the rain, and his sturdy arms were also severed by the death lord’s axe. Saurfang was indifferent. Looking at the overstretched idiot demon under his feet, he raised his head, and his blue eyes stared at the overwhelmed human boy.

"Do you want to avenge your brother?"

The death lord asked quietly that when the boy saw the strange light in Saurfang's eyes, he knew that he had encountered the undead, or the most difficult dark-blade undead in his brother's mouth, but at this moment, the hatred of the demon overwhelmed In view of his fear of the undead, in Saurfang's gaze, he gritted his teeth, and in the cold rain curtain, he nodded vigorously.

"Uh"

A long sword carved with runes was inserted at the boy's feet, Saurfang moved his arms, and one foot kicked the destructive demon who lost his limbs to the boy's eyes and said softly:

"Then...it's yours!"

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