Azeroth’s Death Track

Time is slowly passing by, the war in the northern land has just subsided, and the human empire that migrated to another land has to face a new war.

Of course, when it comes to the scale and intensity of the war, it is still the power invested by both sides. It is impossible for this war with the barbarians to surpass the previous battle in northern Xinjiang, even the conflict on the local battlefield.

But from the perspective of the entire world, this is undoubtedly the largest war in recent times.

In the south of Kalimdor, the night elves and demons fought against the gathered demons in Ashenvale and Felwood Forest. The demons realized that they might not get reinforcements, so they kept a low profile. The night elves are also happy to see the demons dormant. After all, it will take time for them to transfer troops from the southern border of Kalimdor back to Ashenvale.

Pirates fighting for hegemony in the South China Sea are nothing to watch. Since the death of the king of the sea, Dai Lin, the pirate forces in the entire South China Sea have almost grown rapidly. In just one or two years, this golden sea route has been destroyed by various pirates filled up.

Among them, those small forces that rely on their own enthusiasm are often broken up or annexed within two months. There are always only a few real predators on this sea road, and there are different forces behind them. However, because the Steamwheedle Consortium has recently put part of its energy back into the business circle of Kalimdor, this has led to the pirate forces they secretly supported being defeated in the South China Sea.

Under the current situation, the other goblin chaebols are still in the stage of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, but once the power of Heisuo and the Black Iron Business District behind it continues to expand in Kalimdor, the other goblin chaebols will also It will end one after another... In the foreseeable future, the cloud of a commercial war sweeping across the entire continent and even most of the world has begun to gather.

In the west of Kalimdor, while the night elves sentry troops were withdrawing from the Feralas sentry, the high elves from Quel'Thalas also began to settle in their former allies, the secluded city of Elesalas. , but just as the results of the analysis of the death lords, His Majesty Kael'thas' desperate attempt does not seem to be completely successful.

Their ancient allies are indeed willing to give these exiled high elves a place to live, but only if the high elves themselves have to expel the savage ogre tribes that occupy most of the city, and judging from the current situation, entrenched in Ere There are at least tens of thousands of ogres in the ancient city of Saras... In other words, Kael'thas and his people were sold by the new allies, but the Sun King can't show anger yet attitude.

Because those Syndra highborne hold in their hands the means to fight the addiction... that is what the Sun King desperately needs, the most important thing for his race.

It's a pity that Kael'thas at this time didn't know that he could get nothing in this ancient forest except despair.

In the bitter cold place in the far north, in the southwest corner of the Northrend continent, the draenei who made their home in the Borean tundra welcomed new friends, those Bronzebeard dwarves who moved here Under the leadership of Ayla, they will start a new life on this cold but fertile land with their allies with hooves and tails.

As for the arrival of the dwarves, the Prophet expressed great welcome... The few draenei have been exhausted by the demons rushing out of the sky from time to time. They urgently need some friends who can fight and unite .

But the purpose of the dwarves to part ways with the human empire and reach the cold continent is not just to find a quiet and peaceful new home, at least it has been vaguely explained in the letter written by Prince Brian Bronzebeard to Princess Moira many important things...

In the deepest part of the continent of Northrend, on the true roof of the world, on the snow field of eternal night, the explorers Prince Brian and the brave Prince Muradin have discovered some clues about the origin of the dwarves, and according to them According to the saying, while finding the secret of the origin of the dwarves, it can also find a way to resist the undead for the entire civilized world.

Different stories are happening on each of the three continents of this world, just like the wheel of time and years will continue to flow, from one era to another.

Well, generally speaking, the world is peaceful... quite peaceful.

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What is this? Grandpa?

A 4 or 5-year-old boy curiously picked up a beautiful badge from the booth in front of him, decorated with carvings of white oak and grass leaves. There was a long colorful ribbon on this oval badge, which looked very Beautiful, very beautiful.

As for such beautiful trinkets, there are still many, many stalls in the old town of Stormwind City.

Facing the little boy's inquiry, the old man behind him did not answer immediately, but took the badge, put it in his hand, and took the glasses from the little girl who was helping him push the wheelchair. On the eyes under the hair, he frowned, looked at the badge in his hand, and seemed to be distinguishing something.

The old man was wearing a very simple robe, and he looked like a seriously ill old man. He was sitting on a mechanical wheelchair produced in the Heitie District, with a blanket covering his legs. The old man did not have any decorations to indicate his identity, but he His gray hair was cut very short, and it looked like the hairstyle worn by the soldiers of the Stormwind Kingdom in the old days.

When he frowned, the wrinkles on his forehead huddled together, giving the old man a poised demeanor.

Ah, lovely young master, you have really good eyesight!

The small businessman behind the booth looked at the combination of the boy, the girl and the old man in front of him, and then looked at the clothes on the little boy and the little girl with philistine eyes. He immediately judged that these three civilians must not be born with mud legs. On the light, just the string of crystal clear rosary beads on the little boy's wrist is enough to buy an entire street in any place in Stormwind City.

So, the businessman immediately smelled the smell of gold coins, and he tried his best to look more kind. He exaggeratedly said to the little boy who was curiously flipping through the metal badges:

These are real antiques, very valuable collections, all of which are the family crests of nobles and gentlemen from the previous era. Of course, a child as old as you must not know what a nobility is. It has been buried by the Federation It’s a very bad word, but those nobles who fled to the North still left behind a lot of good things.”

The philistine businessman squinted his eyes and took out a small dagger from under the booth. It was inlaid with shiny gemstones and had a silver-white hilt. It looked very gorgeous, and it was in line with the naive aesthetics of children.

Like this! I found this thing from the valley of North County. It is said that it is a treasure handed down from the Maximilian family. It is very precious. Seeing you as a lovely and dignified young master, I can't help but imagine How fitting this thing should be on you...

The businessman muttered something like a bad poet, then, with his eyes closed, he said to the little boy with wide eyes:

As long as 15 gold coins, this treasure will belong to you, young master.

Is it such a cheap treasure?

While marveling at the cheapness of the treasure, the little boy took the treasure of the Maximilian family. He took out his dagger and looked at it repeatedly, but when he was eager to buy it, he was caught cold The girl with the face stopped.

Stupid Anduin! This thing is not a treasure at all!

The teenage girl tugged at the boy's ear:

You can't always learn to be smart. Have you forgotten the Authentic Treasure Hunting Amulet you bought in Shattrath last time, and then you were laughed at by Dornan and Vanessa?

But, but this is beautiful!

Under the suppression of the powerful girl, the cute little boy with blond hair couldn't resist at all. He could only yell and put the sword back on the booth, but what else did the philistine businessman want to say? , and the next moment, a bag of gold coins was thrown into his hands.

The businessman raised his head, and saw the old man glanced at him. The light in his eyes was so heavy that the businessman subconsciously lowered his head and dared not speak any more.

This is the coat of arms of the Maximilian family.

The old man in the wheelchair took off his glasses and rubbed the oval emblem in his hand with nostalgia. When he spoke, the boys and girls who were fighting fell silent and listened to the old man's narration:

That is the family of knights who lived in Northshire. During the time of King Baratheon, the Maximilian family was a big family in Northshire. When the kingdom moved north, the Maximilian family resisted the attack of the undead in Northshire. Only one young and only son of their family escaped...take it, Anduin, and remember the name forever.

The old man solemnly put the oval emblem in the boy's hand, and he patted the little boy's shoulder:

They are your most loyal subjects and great sacrifices you will never forget.

Are they as trustworthy as the Fordragons, Grandpa?

Anduin grabbed the badge, he raised his head, looked at the old man in the wheelchair, the latter glanced at the girl beside him, then nodded:

Yes, just as trustworthy as Taelia.

The old man smiled, then leaned back on the wheelchair, letting the girl push him all the way to the Pig and Whistle Tavern in the old town, which was the old man's favorite place to hang out in his spare time.

And the little boy followed the wheelchair, chattering about this and that. He didn't come to this city often, so everything he saw felt fresh.

Yo, old marshal, are you here too?

At noon, not many people came to the tavern to drink. At the moment when the old man in the wheelchair was pushed into the tavern, all the drinkers stood up and bowed to him. Like real heroes.

He is indeed a hero, but he is not a hero of the Federation. His name is Reginald Windsor. He was the last Marshal of the Stormwind Kingdom. On the night when the undead broke through Stormwind City, he disappeared. Someone It is said that he is dead, but in fact, he is not dead. In the past few years, he has been living in seclusion in the world of Draenor, serving as the mentor of the growing Prince Anduin Wrynn.

And the most surprising thing is that this matter was approved by the Lord of the Dark Blade, and the Lord was even happy to see things develop like this.

Are Maxwell and Gore here?

A few years ago, due to serious injuries, his lower body was paralyzed and he could only live in a wheelchair. Wen De Sole asked, and soon some familiar veterans took the initiative to guide him, Prince Anduin and Miss Taelia .

The ignorant Anduin still couldn't understand the thinking of these veterans, but on his way forward, before he approached a table, those veterans who were drinking would stand up and bow to the young prince. Some former royals Knights would even get down on one knee, as if performing some sort of homage ceremony.

Anduin didn't know how to respond at the beginning, but after coming here several times, when he saw those kneeling knights, he would take the initiative to help them up.

The prince didn't know what the knights thought, he just felt...letting strangers bow down to him was not in line with the etiquette taught him by Uncle Tyrion and Aunt Aurelia.

This child has the surname of the Wrynn family, but he grew up under the heretical teachings of the King of the Undead. This undoubtedly made Windsor feel very worried, but so far, the Lord of the Dark Blade seems to be It didn't instill some weird ideas in the little prince, at least not on the surface.

The door of the box on the second floor of the tavern was slowly pushed open, and Taelia pushed Wen De Sole's wheelchair into the box, where there were already two old veterans waiting there, they were Marshal Maxwell and General Gore, They are also veterans of the same era as Windsor, veterans loyal to the Stormwind Kingdom.

And now, Gore has become a member of the Defias Federation's Red Ridge Mountains region, and Maxwell is one of the 13 members of the Federation's Supreme Council, and is also the president of the Defias Federation Veterans Association.

Anduin, sit here!

Councilor Maxwell waved to Anduin, and he rubbed the little prince's forehead like an uncle next door:

Today, we have your favorite barbecue and twilight berries. I also prepared some good fruit wine for you, which I bought from the elves.

Wow! Hooray!

Children's happiness is always very simple, and Anduin quickly took Taelia's sister to sit on the other table and began to feast, while several veterans sat together. After drinking a few glasses of wine, Wen De Sole looked at his former colleagues, and he said:

We found him...in a team of gladiators, he changed a lot...

But I can't let Anduin meet him right now, because he's getting a little... weird.