Azeroth’s Death Track

We got in trouble, brother.

Brian Bronzebeard shouted to his brother Magni Bronzebeard in the warm King's Hall of Ironforge:

We released the troggs. Those monsters didn't come after us. They must have been attracted by the sound of the dwarf's underground city. We must help the dwarf!

etc!

King Magni, who was dealing with the affairs of the dwarf kingdom, was a little confused. This stocky king, like Brian, had a beautiful golden-orange beard, like a burning flame. The long beard had been meticulously repaired and braided. Like braids, it hangs on the king's exquisite armor, and on both sides of the king's kingdom, there is a war hammer and a battle ax, symbolizing the king's powerful force.

In fact, like the well-known Prince Muradin Bronzebeard, King Magni was also a powerful king of the hill, but as a symbol of dwarven kingship, his reputation in terms of force was not obvious.

Wait, Brian, my brother, you're making me dizzy...what's wrong with the gnomes?

The king looked at his younger brother in surprise, and asked:

What is a trogg?

It's a monster!

Brian shouted: The prehistoric monsters we found in Uldaman were sealed in the ruins by the Titan Guardians, but we accidentally opened the ruins, and we ourselves suffered heavy casualties.

Oh! I remembered.

The king scratched his beard and found the Explorers' Association report from the scattered documents on the table in front of him. While reading it, he said:

You did report about the underground monsters, but didn't you say that those monsters have been locked in the collapsed mine?

That was my mistake, I underestimated these monsters.

Old Bronzebeard was a little embarrassed and said to his brother:

I have seen information about troggs from the information left by our ancestors. They are extremely good at moving underground and will be attracted by sound. They attack unsuspecting people from the underground. They are very dangerous. Brother, believe me, we must go ...

boom

The door to the king's hall was pushed open at this moment. The royal guard wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked quickly to the king, and handed a letter to King Magni:

Your Majesty, there are monsters gushing out of the ground in Coldridge Valley and Anvilmar, as well as Thelsamar, the lords there have sent messages, they are asking for help, there are a lot of monsters, they are Kill our people!

Um?

Hearing that the matter was related to the dwarves, King Magni could no longer remain calm. He opened the stack of pleading letters, glanced at them briefly, and then gave his younger brother who had caused great trouble a hard look.

Order the Mountain Ranger Legion to rush to Coldridge Valley as quickly as possible!

Order the steam tank troops deployed at the outpost in the Valley of the Kings to enter Thelsamar!

And Gnomeregan, brother!

Although Brian Bronzebeard was reckless, he was not a cold-blooded person. After realizing that he had caused trouble, he said to his brother:

And the gnomes, brother, the covenant between gnomes and dwarves has lasted for hundreds of years, we can't leave them alone, those timid little people are no opponents of troggs, we have to help!

But I don't have that many troops! Bryan! Be more mature!

King Magni slapped the table and shouted:

The orcs have caused a lot of damage to Khaz Modan, and we don't have enough troops to help them... If you really want to make up for your mistakes, yes, I authorize you to temporarily order, you go and fight with the paladins Contact our leader, Lord Kurtaz, if you can persuade them, I will allow you to take the paladins to help the gnomes!

King Magni roared, but soon he calmed down, looked at his guilty brother, and said softly:

The steel frame supply station also has a group of steam tanks being repaired and a few wounded mortar players. This is the greatest support I can give you. As the dwarf king, I must first be responsible for my own people!

After finishing speaking, King Magni grabbed the weapon at hand, straightened his armor, and said to the royal guards standing aside:

Summon the king's guard, I will take you to Anweimar! That is the sacred land where the ancestors thrive and cannot be desecrated!

Seeing that his brother had already entered the battle in person, the guilty Bronzebeard was no longer embarrassed to ask for support. He grabbed his wide-brimmed hat and ran quickly to the hall where the dwarf paladins were, thinking about how to persuade those stubborn believers of the Holy Light.

The dwarves also have paladins. In the previous hundreds of years, the dwarves have always had close business ties with the human kingdom. Some of the dwarves simply moved out of Ironforge to live in the human country, and some were awarded nobles. knighthood.

Lord Kurtaz is the representative of these dwarves. He immigrated to the Kingdom of Lordaeron 200 years ago. Because he repeatedly helped the humans in the Stratholme area against the threat from the moss troll, he was killed by King Terenas' father. The title of baron was awarded, and when the alliance encountered the threat of orcs, the heroic Lord Kurtaz also joined the alliance's legion.

Having lived in the human kingdom for hundreds of years, at first Kurtaz believed in the Holy Light just for the convenience of business. Became a sincere believer of the Holy Light. After the Orc War ended, Lord Kurtaz was entrusted by the Church of the Holy Light and returned to Ironforge to spread the belief of the Holy Light.

But dwarves have their own natural beliefs. Wildhammer dwarves who retain the most primitive way of life also have their own shaman. Although the dwarves of Ironforge are not sincere in their natural beliefs, it does not mean that they will The holy light of mankind is interested, so Lord Kurtaz's preaching has not been smooth. Several years have passed, and the number of priests and paladins in Ironforge has not been able to break through 500.

For a city with hundreds of thousands of dwarves, this is a very small number, but the good news is that thanks to the paranoid character of the dwarves, once they are baptized, they will soon become the most sincere believers.

What did you say? Brian, the gnomes are being attacked?

Kurtaz was wearing a set of golden paladin armor, which he made for himself. While drinking, he looked curiously at the old Bronzebeard who hurried over. He asked:

Is the snow troll attacking them?

No! Kurtaz, don't ask, quickly gather your paladins and priests to follow me!

Brian looked anxious, he grabbed Kurtaz's hand and shouted loudly:

If it's too late, it's too late. Those monsters are still attacking Anvilmar and Thelsama. It's too bad. We don't have any extra troops to help the dwarves. I can only rely on you.

Well, honestly, I don't like those non-religious gnomes, they're too loud.

Lord Kurtaz shrugged:

If I want to help, I will also help our people. There are many strange things in the city of the gnomes, and it is not so easy to fall.

Seeing that Kurtaz was not interested, Brian gritted his teeth and lowered his voice:

If you go to help, I will find a way to get your pastors to join the Explorers' Association. As for whether you can recruit new believers, it depends on their abilities, okay?

Um?

Lord Kurtaz's eyes narrowed immediately. He played with the wine glass in his hand and looked at old Brian. After confirming that Brian was not joking, the lord stood up abruptly and grabbed his Holy Light Hammer:

Very well, it's a deal, Brian... Wait a moment, I'll call the paladins!

I'll be waiting for you at the steel frame supply station!

Brian said happily:

There's some steam tanks out there that'll get us on the road a little faster...hope the timid little ones last long enough for us to rush to support.

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Walk!

In the dark underground city Gnomeregan's vertical and horizontal traffic lines, Ayla manipulated the corpses and struggled to resist the attack of the radiation troggs. The battle line in the steam hall collapsed 25 minutes ago, and the gnomes could only use The bomb blew up the passage in the hall to temporarily ensure his safety, but there is also good news, that is, in order to prevent the radiation from rising to the ground, the steam elevator that was completely locked began to operate again.

The gnomes are being sent to the ground quickly, but if the troggs keep attacking, the asylum seekers in the hall may not be able to survive that time, so at the most critical moment, Ayla took some gnomes who voluntarily sacrificed , riding a mechanical bird, under the cover of walking corpses, led most of the troggs back to the depths of the city.

You should go!

Ayla said to the dwarf recruits who followed him: Go back the same way, and I will lead them to a deeper place.

What about you, Major?

A dwarf engineer yelled, We can't just leave you here! You saved us!

Do not be silly!

Ella sarcastically said:

Your lives are meaningless to me. I'm only doing this for my sister. Get lost! Don't mess with me!

As she spoke, Ella sat on the mechanical bird again. Amid the sound of mechanical collisions, the walking corpses controlled by her started to run, but behind them, those troggs strengthened by radiation were still chasing after them. I don't know the difference between the dead and the living. Seeing nearly a hundred dwarfs running, they rushed over desperately to eat.

Seeing that some of the corpses were submerged by the troggs, Ella glanced back, sneered, and hooked her fingers, and the high-explosive bombs on those submerged corpses exploded loudly, killing more than a dozen stones. The monster was drowned in the scorching explosion and scattered fragments.

This attack also blew up the road behind her, completely blocking Ella's hope of evacuation.

This made the little dwarf feel a bit of malice from fate, she pursed her lips, and without saying a word, manipulated the mechanical bird and the walking corpse, and rushed deeper into the dead city.

I'm sorry, Lumi, it seems that I can't apologize to you personally.

Ella clenched the joystick in her hand, and she couldn't help turning her head again. There, behind her, her sister would be sent out of this city that had completely lost hope, and then live in the world of the living. Alive, as for her, a person who should have died a long time ago, it is time to find her own destiny.

After the mechanical bird lost its power, Ella stood on the highest loop in Gnomeregan. The troggs tore up the walking corpse she was carrying, and surrounded her intently. Already dry, she supported herself with Julie's staff, looking at those ugly monsters calmly.

She took a step back, standing on the edge of the circle with both feet, half of her body was already in the air, she whispered:

Tyrion taught me that death is no punishment... I hope so.

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At the moment when a trogg was rushing towards her, Ayla's body fell into the hollow behind. Below was the central control room that had been polluted by radiation. If she fell from this height, Ayla would definitely die.

The black cloak was wrapped around her body, and amidst the hunting sounds, Ayla closed her eyes, ready to face the oncoming death.

Ah! Monster, traitor! Show you my great invention!

And at this moment, a strange roar sounded below her, and as the door of the central control room was smashed by artillery, a yellow-painted robot rushed out of the polluted ruins, and bricks and stones splashed everywhere. , the orange-red propeller flame rose from under the unfinished robot's feet, pushing it to fly upwards crazily.

Great Craftsman Mekkatorque's weak voice sounded from the robot. He manipulated the mechanical claws, and amidst the blue mechanical sparks, he precisely tied the falling Ayla to the back of the robot.

I can't stand this kind of thing! Hold on tight, girl...we're about to start a midget fight.