Azeroth’s Death Track

On the battlefield of Tiragarde Strait, the same weird thing is also affecting Tyrion who came to the battlefield in person.

But that strange power could not erase his memory, because Tyrion's cognition of this world is double, one comes from the experience of 300 years, and the other comes from the innate prophet foresight.

He could clearly feel the power passing through a medium, silently erasing all traces of Tandred Proudmoore's existence from another dimension, and he could even feel the power to wipe away memories like a rag Movement and touch, can feel the missing link in the memory, it has to be said that this is an extremely brilliant power.

And it's quite powerful, but Tyrion doesn't think that the ancient god imprisoned in the abyss, his old friend, N'Zoth, the demon with thousands of beards, can use it at will, such as erasing Tenred's memory, A medium must be needed. Tyrion raised his head and looked at the lighthouse that had just been destroyed. On the sea surface, there was still some mist that had not dissipated.

He has enough reasons to be sure that Prince Tandred Proudmoore, the poor man, has fallen into the hands of N'Zoth... and he himself is the kind who erases everyone's memory about him medium.

Maybe his father, his mother, his brothers and sisters, even his vast number of people have forgotten him and his fleet, but Tyrion has not... In another memory, Tenred is still clear The existence of Tyrion's mind, although he has never met the third prince of Kul Tiras.

Marshal Reed!

Tyrion suddenly asked:

How many young men are there in the Proudmoore family?

Marshal Everly, who has been transformed into a high-ranking knight, said calmly:

Two, Drake Proudmoore, and Jaina Proudmoore.

Ah, very good.

Tyrion shook his head. It seems that the influence that relies on the medium has spread all over the world... The power of these ancient gods is really weird.

But the Dark Blade King can basically be sure that Tenred was only imprisoned by N'Zoth in a mysterious place. He is definitely not dead, and he will live for a long time... The reason is very simple. Although the ancient gods are powerful, But it's not scary enough to instantly manipulate all the souls in the whole world. The forgetting effect he released with the help of Tenred as a medium is actually more similar to a kind of enchantment...

And any enchantment spell needs to follow the basic principle, that is, as the core of the enchantment carrier, it cannot be destroyed.

Unless N'Zoth gave up the effect of continuing this forgotten spell, Tenred would be alive and well... maybe even unable to commit suicide.

But that's for later.

The Dark Blade King left this matter behind him, and he didn't care about the succession of Kul Tiras' king. The most important thing now is to break through Boralus and make Kul Tiras rule over the island. Erase completely.

Maybe it makes them feel the pressure, under the pressure, either to destroy or to regenerate.

Tyrion's eyes fell on the white city wall of the harbor city in front of him. As a huge commercial port, Boralus' urban construction was carried out around the bay, which was a semicircle, covering the bay. And there are waterways in the city that connect with the outside world, densely packed, spreading throughout the city like blood vessels.

This design allows small merchant ships to enter more and more complex cities through the port, effectively reduces the cost of commercial traffic lines in the city, and allows various areas of the city to be very effectively linked together, but if it is in a war , this design is very bad.

More and more urban waterways need more soldiers to guard. In peacetime, these waterways are a paradise for thieves and robbers. When war comes, these tunnels that cannot be fully guarded will become a nightmare for city defenders. , In the case of a serious shortage of soldiers, Queen Catherine could only order the placement of mines in the city's waterways.

The use of such a weapon that kills both the enemy and the enemy undoubtedly proves the weakness of Boralus.

And behind the dense army of undead, under the command of high-level knights, the skeleton undead lined up into the water. The undead do not need to breathe, so they don't need ships to send them into the city at all. Tyrion didn't worry about the mines placed by the Kul Tirans. He only needed to send skeleton soldiers to trigger them, and he could destroy the city from the inside in an extremely cheap way.

Are you ready?

Tyrion looked back at the busy Blightcaller druids outside the army formation, and the Harvest Wizard Oort was spending all his time chasing down the secrets of the Blighted Realm, so some Tyrion came to support them. The strange druids that Ryan had never seen before, and their attitudes towards the undead were very contradictory. On the one hand, they knew that the establishment of the new order worshiped by the Blightcaller was inseparable from the siege of these undead.

But on the other hand, the instinctive aversion and fear of the dead made these druids who originally admired nature very uncomfortable.

You promised us not to kill too many people! You can't break the cycle of life and death!

A tall druid said to Tyrion:

If you break your promise, the Blightcaller will no longer help you and your legion!

The druid's tone was a bit aggressive. Just after he finished speaking, the El knight clenched the sharp sword in his hand. He looked at the druid in front of him with indifferent eyes, and said in a deep voice:

Watch your attitude! Druid...you're talking to the Lord of the Undead!

Okay, don't worry about these details.

Tyrion himself was not angry or angry because of this. As the behind-the-scenes man who promoted the establishment of Blightcaller, he was very clear about the thoughts of the top management of Blightcaller, and the attitude of the Druid in front of him obviously only represented him...any organization There are internal power struggles, including the Blightcaller and Cenarion Circle, which have the same contradictions.

There are only so many believers, if you have more, it means I will lose some...

As for the conflict between the Dark Blade and the Blightcaller, Tyrion is not worried at all. Once the forces of both sides start to set foot in Kalimdor, the biggest enemy of the Blightcaller, the Cenarion Council, will be a hurdle they cannot get around. At that time, when the cruel war of faith was fought, the weak Blightcaller could only rely on the power of the dark blade.

Only a strong enemy can make people truly united... This is the same as the relationship between the dark blade and the human empire. While oppressing the human empire, Tyrion is also waiting for his own opportunity. The opportunity for the various hilltop forces that are beginning to emerge within the blade to truly unite, in fact, the situation of the two sides is very similar.

We don't kill unarmed civilians, women and children.

Tyrion looked into the eyes of the tall druid, and he said softly:

If you don't believe it, you can go forward with the army... But now, I need your thorn beasts to come out and destroy the city wall in front of me. Are you ready?

The tall druid and Tyrion looked at each other for a few seconds, then quietly turned his eyes, he turned and walked towards the dense forest behind him, and a moment later, with the vibration of the dense forest and the ground, more than 30 huge thorn beasts carried behind him The Blightcaller druids and forest elves rushed out of the dense forest frantically.

And these locals have never seen it before. It is 5-7 meters high, covered with thick wooden armor, holding a wooden sword in hand, and is as huge as a mammoth in ancient times. The exclamation of the Larus soldiers.

At the moment when the thorn beasts roared and charged towards the city wall of Boralus, the artillery on the city wall began to fire wildly amidst the earthquake...Anyone with reason can see that once these ancient thorn beasts How terrible the consequences will be if you approach the city wall.

If there are screechers following, maybe it only takes a wave of charge to take down this city full of copper stink... What a pity.

Tyrion was riding on a skeleton warhorse, he raised his finger, and the next moment, the finger swung down sharply, pointing forward:

Follow them! Occupy the city!

Behind him, the black knight riding his horse surged forward like a tide, while Tyrion stood quietly, like a third-party observer on the most peaceful battlefield. No idea of ​​joining the battlefield.

But believe me, this is actually a kind of kindness to the defenders.

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boom

Driven by the druid of the Blightcaller, the three ancestor thorn beasts slammed into the same area of ​​the city wall from three directions, braving the rain of bullets on the city wall. The entire city wall felt that terrible shaking, and the impacted area, under the devastating blow, began to peel off bricks, stones and dust.

Some unsteady soldiers wailed and fell to the ground below the city wall. Falling from such a height, they would have died, but they did not die. They were entwined around their waists by waving vines in mid-air. Then it was thrown behind the city wall, where some druids were watching over the lucky prisoner.

Those who died in battle belonged to the dark blade, and those who lived let them live.

This is what Tyrion himself said. Therefore, these living prisoners of war will be sent to Drustvar or Stranglethorn Vale after the war, and may become the new Blightcaller, or become good friends of the elves .

But this kind of humanity flash on the battlefield cannot change the cruel situation of the entire battlefield. After the thorn beasts have attracted most of the firepower, every corner of the city wall has high-ranking knights climbing fast with the grip of death. In the lingering and bursting of red death energy, icy frost covered the city wall little by little, and those brainless skeletons used the human wall method to climb the city wall of Boralus.

The smell of kerosene being poured and ignited is everywhere, and in the sky, due to the massive use of gunpowder, black smoke is caused, even covering the light of the sky.

Hoo, hoo

Queen Catherine was carried by several royal guards and rushed into the command post under the city wall. This strong queen cut down a death knight who climbed up the city wall with her own hands, but was stabbed in the arm soon. If it weren't for the great knight's quick eyesight I'm afraid that after King Dailin's return, he will meet his wife in the form of a funeral.

Leave me alone, Cyrus! Walls, keep the walls!

The queen, who was covered in cold sweat due to the corrosion of the wound, tightly grabbed the big knight's wrist, and she shouted sharply:

The city wall cannot be lost! There are 700,000 people in the city!

Most of them withdrew into Proudmoore Fortress, Queen...without the support of the fleet's naval guns, the city walls cannot be defended.

The big knight with blood stains and black ash on his face said in a deep voice:

We have placed gunpowder on the city wall... Those undead spirits will not break through here so easily, but the next battle will be fought in Proudmoore Fortress... The remaining civilians in the outer city can't be controlled So much!

Knights!

The great knight ordered:

It's time to use your life to fulfill your loyalty. We must send the queen safely to the fortress! Go!

After finishing speaking, the great knight raised his long sword and led a group of soldiers to the city wall where the battle was in full swing. Behind him, the reserve soldiers and the wounded were evacuating in an orderly manner. Not afraid of death, especially when defending your homeland.

Colonel Valentine!

The great knight Cyrus looked back at the increasing number of death knights and skeletons on the city wall, as well as the soldiers who were struggling. He gritted his teeth and shouted to the young man behind him:

I worked with your father, Marshal Valentine. We fought against the orcs together. He died a heroic death. Now, it's time to see if you have inherited your father's heroism... Take your brothers and evacuate the city wall !

The big knight gritted his teeth, swung his sword, and kicked the junior knight who was attacking him off the city wall. He shouted loudly:

Leave the rest, the ending, to me!

Also, tell little Taelia for me...I'm sorry I didn't get to see her grow up.

General Cyrus, please let me...

Colonel Valentine was about to say something, when he saw the big knight grabbed the torch at hand. In the raging smoke, the big knight turned his head, his gray hair was floating in the black smoke, he Looking at the evacuated soldiers behind him, he said softly:

Let's go! Don't look back!

Um!

With tears in his eyes, the colonel gritted his teeth and led the last soldiers away from the city wall. Just after they reached the safe area, they heard a roar like a lion.

Come, undead cubs, come and see the courage of the Kul Tirans!

boom

The next moment, a sudden burst of fire engulfed the entire city wall. In the explosion that shook the ground, everything was brought into the final silence, including the death knights on the city wall, the undead, and the thorn beasts under the city wall.

And... a true hero.