Azeroth’s Death Track

The war is over.

The ferocious orcs that once ravaged the world of Azeroth have become fugitives.

Their leaders were sent to the northern border as captives, which would become a symbol of the alliance's victory, and those orcs who fled were hunted down by the alliance knights. After the great knight Turalyon, the alliance general Danas Under the leadership of Trollbane, Kurdran Wildhammer, the leader of the Wildhammer Griffin Knights, and Khadgar, the mage leader, the remaining soldiers formed the last legion.

They pursued the fleeing orcs over the Redridge Mountains and into the land of the Black Marsh.

Most of these soldiers and generals were haters who had lost their relatives and families in the orc invasion. Even though they were extremely exhausted, these soldiers were still unwilling to let even one orc go.

But this kind of fierce pursuit soon made the scattered orcs realize that if they continued to fight on their own, it would be impossible for them to reach the portal of darkness and return to their own world.

Soon, the scattered orcs reunited and began to fight for their lives.

At the entrance of the crater leading to the Dark Portal, nearly a thousand orcs huddled together took up their weapons again. Before their eyes, the alliance soldiers who suddenly appeared blocked the road leading to the Dark Portal. Apart from World War I, these orcs had no other choice.

Damn it!

Danas Trollbane, who came to surround the death knight after receiving the news from the little dwarf Ayla, looked at the orcs united in the rear, his face was very ugly.

He came for the missing Marshal Lothar. He only brought less than 500 knights. As a result, only the wreckage of Ayla’s aircraft was found here. The death knights who captured Marshal Lothar had disappeared. The most terrible thing is that just when General Danas was about to retreat, the orcs fleeing behind blocked their way of retreat.

The orcs eager to survive are crazy, and the alliance soldiers trapped here have no other choice but to fight to the death.

These neurotic gnomes are really unreliable!

General Danas clenched his battle ax tightly. The orc in front of him let out a violent roar and had already started a desperate charge. The general of the alliance knew that he had no choice left for him, so he also roared, urging him to move. The war horse, leading the knights behind it, charged towards the orcs that were several times larger than their own.

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The head of the orc at the front was cut off by the battle axe, and General Danas, who was waving his weapon, pierced fiercely into the orc's line like a sharp arrow.

The Trollbane family is a well-known military family in the Kingdom of Stormgard. This family is called the Troll Killers. Their blood has the same tenacious self-healing power as the trolls. The blood of General Danas is exceptionally brave. He started as a militia captain, and after every war, he became a general in less than 4 years of war, which shows his bravery.

But this time, after cutting off the heads of seven orcs in a row, Danas Trollbane met his opponent.

Keng

The sharp battle ax and the steel scepter smashed together, causing General Danas and his horse, who were overwhelmingly invincible in the enemy formation, to take a step back. In front of his eyes, a tall human knight was wearing a dark red cloak, and his whole body was wrapped in haze. The power of death, holding a heavy steel scepter, smashed towards his head.

boom

The two confronted each other head-on again, but neither of them could gain the upper hand. This powerful force, coupled with the sign of mixing with the orcs, made Danas narrow his eyes.

Death knight? You should have all died on the Burning Plains!

Hehe, the wheel of death is turning again. It tells us that we still have too much to do, and our career is not over yet.

A hoarse voice sounded from the mouth of the death knight on the opposite side, and there was a hint of ferocity in his dark red eyes:

The dragon destroyed our bodies, but our...souls live on forever!

Swish Swish Swish Swish

The steel scepter in the death knight's hand lit up with the luster of rune magic. Under the sway of the magic of resurrection, the orc warriors who fell on the ground stood up again, and the alliance soldiers who were hacked to death also stood up. On the side of death.

You shouldn't be in our way! Danath Trollbane!

Talon Gorefiend looked greedily at the human general in front of him, and said softly:

Your corpse will become the best carrier for my soul, and I will manipulate your body to move on...

Then come!

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The two generals on both sides fought frantically again brandishing their weapons, but behind Danas, those exhausted alliance soldiers were already surrounded by a huge number of orcs. If there were no reinforcements, this brave advance team would have no will be completely buried here.

The resurrection of the Gorefiend was not an accident. For a death knight like him who is essentially a warlock, it is a basic operation to carry a soul stone with him. The breath of Malygos, the king of magic, wiped out him and his own death knights, but Having failed to destroy their well-placed souls, the Gorefiend should have been resurrected immediately to aid Orgrim in his last stand.

But at the critical moment, the cunning mind of the Gorefiend once again gained the upper hand. He did not transfer the soul immediately. Instead, he waited patiently. After the tribe was completely defeated, he let the warlocks hidden in the tribe The action started.

The battle on the Burning Plain caused heavy casualties to the Alliance. It was very easy to find enough corpses in the night. Soon, the Gorefiend and his death knights were resurrected. They did not stay in the Burning Plain. Instead, he gathered the remnants all the way and entered the black swamp.

Gorefiend knows very well that there is no hope for the war in Azeroth, but as long as he returns to Draenor, there is still hope... There are still many orcs left there, as long as they gather them, they can be reorganized A new tribe!

What Blackhand and Orgrim can do, Gorefiend thinks he can do it too! And he will not make the mistake of Orgrim, Bloodfiend is a real warlock, he desires strength and power, Orgrim's failure, let him see the hope of getting his hands on the throne of the great chief.

But the premise is that he can return to Draenor safely with these orcs who are loyal to him.

Danas! Hold on! Reinforcements are coming!

Just when the alliance's advance team was almost wiped out, and the extremely brave Danas Trollbane was also besieged by the death knights, a rude voice sounded over the battlefield. Danas swung his battle ax and threw the He raised his head and saw the Wildhammer knights flying in the black sky. Dozens of griffins flapped their wings and flew into the battlefield. The leader of them was the Wildhammer hero Kurdran. Wildhammer.

The Griffin Knights dropped alchemy bombs on the periphery of the battlefield, and the bombs that landed in the orc camp exploded, shattering the flesh and blood of the orcs who were full of momentum and slowing down their attack. Danas grabbed This opportunity, together with those soldiers who fought hard, formed a temporary line of defense to prevent the orcs from breaking through.

And not far from the battlefield, the light of large-scale teleportation magic also suddenly lit up, and under the command of Khadgar who returned to the stronghold, the alliance soldiers who had gathered in a hurry were thrown into the battlefield in this way.

While the purple teleportation light was shining, the golden scorching light also tore through the battle lines of the Horde orcs. Turalyon, who was riding on a horse, led the paladins to shout the advice of the holy light, like a sharp knife The same, rushed into the positions of these orcs.

Holy Light is undefeated!

Purify them!

The holy light gathered by nearly a hundred paladins, like a searchlight, tore away the horror swayed by the death knights. Those corpses resurrected by the warlock magic were purified in this holy light, and those weaker death knights , they collapsed under the first wave of the paladin's charge.

These spellcasters at the soul level are not opponents of paladins at all. Except for some death knights who have adapted to melee combat, the blood demon's death knights are like encountering natural enemies, and the negative effects brought about by frequent body changes That is, the integration of the soul and the body is extremely poor. Facing the scorching holy light, it is difficult to protect their souls without a body that penetrates the energy of death.

Being hit by the holy light is like being pierced by a hot needle in the soul, and the pain makes these death knights almost collapse at the touch of a finger.

Seeing that his position had collapsed, Talon Gorefiend viciously flipped his fingers, and a cloud of dark green hellfire fell from the sky, drowning Danas's position. Gorefiend realized that it might be difficult for him to win, so he turned his head Glancing at the paladins who had cut through their own positions, this cunning guy immediately raised the battle flag and rushed towards the portal of darkness with the remaining orcs.

boom boom boom

The remaining tribal camps in the rear were set ablaze by the Gorefiend warlocks with brimstone fire. Under his command, the scorching fire rain fell from the sky like no money, and blocked the alliance paladins at the Dark Portal. outside.

If there are enough mages, this restriction can be broken with a wave of magic countermeasures, but the number of mages following Khadgar is very small. During the war on the Burning Plains, the mages of Dalaran also suffered heavy losses. There is no more energy left to support the battle for the Dark Portal.

Danas Trollbane crawled out of the pit made by the hellfire in a state of embarrassment. The dark green demon had already been beaten to death by the holy knights with holy light, but the human warriors who followed him were very different. The entire army was almost wiped out, which made Trollbane feel an indescribable shame and frustration.

He looked fiercely at Talon Gorefiend who was standing on the steps of the Portal of Darkness. The latter was riding on a skeleton horse, his dark red eyes were full of indifference and hostility.

We're leaving, Union Dog!

But we will come back! I will return to this world with the army of the tribe...everything you protect will be reduced to powder under the iron hooves of the new tribe!

Enjoy your victory... There is not much time left for you!

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Amidst the enmity of the alliance generals who wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood, the Gorefiend pulled up the reins and stepped into the vortex of the Dark Portal. Behind him, the death knights followed their leader silently, Leaving the world of Azeroth.

Turalyon's complexion was pale, and the sequelae of his escape from the dead were terrible. He could still fight, but when he was alone, the tearing pain of his soul made him miserable. Maybe after this battle, Turalyon would have to fight again. Put down your weapons and stay away from the battlefield.

But at this moment, the great knight was more concerned about the threatening words of unclear meaning left by the Gorefiend. He turned to look at Khadgar. .

Is what the blood demon said true?

Danas Trollbane asked in a low voice: How many orcs are there in his world?

Since the Dark Portal has always been under the control of the Horde, the Alliance doesn't know much about the situation on the other side of the World Portal, but Khadgar is an exception. After meeting Garona a few days ago, the Assassin has already Tell Khadgar everything about Draenor.

a lot of!

The mage said in a low voice:

The Warsong and Shattered Hand tribes of the seven orc clans have at least 30,000 warriors, and the orcs scattered in the world of Draenor. If they are really united by the Gorefiend, it will be a strong team. Legions of the Horde under Orgrim's command are even greater.

Can't let them come! Our soldiers are exhausted, and it will take at least 10 years for the human nations to recover...

Danas's hairs fell down, he clenched his weapon, looked at the Dark Portal in front of him, the dark green vortex was spinning like a nightmare, he said in a deep voice:

Destroy it! Destroy this demon's portal!

It's hard...

Khadgar looked at the huge portal of darkness in front of him, and there was a hint of frustration in his eyes: This is the crystallization of the highest wisdom combining orthodox magic and warlock magic. It is impossible to destroy it just relying on me...

No, you can, my disciple.

A familiar voice sounded in Khadgar's ears, causing the mage to turn his head subconsciously, and he muttered to himself:

Mentor, you...are you really alive?

I am dead, my disciple Khadgar, and I will guide you to destroy this dark portal and bring true peace to this world, but you alone are not enough, you need time to prepare.

Also, Lothar is resting in Karazhan right now, but don't spread the news, the forces of darkness are watching Azeroth, this world still needs a guardian...it needs a prophet who can be accepted by all , you and Lothar, you both need to take on a more difficult mission.

A new era has begun, my disciple...but we have no time to celebrate.