Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 72 5. A stab in the back! ---Add more for Super Xiaoxuanxuan Brothers 【810】

No matter what kind of cruel war, no matter what the purpose of the war, no matter what the cause of the war, children... children are always innocent.

Tyrion is not a nosy person, he is dead, he has lost everything, but he still has his own bottom line, any normal person will not watch innocent children being killed and remain indifferent , Tyrion is just dead, he's not crazy.

During the night patrol, he accidentally ran into these children who were hunted down, and he decided to help them, and it was the orcs who hunted them down... This couldn't be better.

boom

The panicked orc scout ran towards the forest, trying to escape from the sudden appearance of the evil star, but behind him, Tyrion swung his sword in the direction of his escape without looking, The heavy and deadly frost storm smashed out along the blade, and touched the body of the fleeing orc. This blast of cold wind froze his legs at an extreme speed, absorbing the heat in his body.

puff

Tyrion swung his sword and decapitated the orc owl in front of him. He turned his head, his ice blue eyes were indifferent, he raised his finger and hooked it, and the stinky blood gushed out from the escaped wound, bringing Take his last life.

plop

In an instant, the ten-year-old orc knelt on the ground, his body hit the ground, splashing a layer of frozen dust, and his death was silent and meaningless.

And this brutal killing was witnessed by three children in the water.

In just one minute, 7 orcs and 7 war wolves disappeared under the sword of the black-armored knight riding a dragon. The strong orcs looked like lambs to be slaughtered in front of his eyes, and their counterattack even failed. Touching his body, the knight killed all the orcs with astonishing efficiency amidst the splash of blood.

The blood sphere suspended in the air was thrown to the ground by him in disgust, and then...he turned his head.

Those icy blue eyes emitted a certain light in the night, which made Varian shudder, but before the children could make a sound, Tyrion stretched out his fingers in their direction, and the next moment, blood The red death grip flew out of Tyrion's hand, clasped the three children's bodies, and pulled them out of their hands while the world was spinning.

clap clap

The prince and princess fell on the soft ground. Varian didn't care to celebrate his narrow escape. He held the long sword tightly in his hand, because he could feel that the silent dark knight in front of him was more dangerous than those orcs!

He stood up tremblingly, dragging his wet clothes, and stood in front of Kalia and Alsace. He clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and looked at the knight in front of him. His throat moved up and down, representing his fear .

When Varian had a large number of Tyrion, Tyrion also looked at the child in front of him. He was wearing gorgeous clothes and ribbons, which were decorations that only the royal family could use. Judging from his age, Tyrion Probably know his identity.

Varian Wrynn, the exiled prince of the Stormwind Kingdom, will become the absolute core king of the alliance in the future, and that one is holding on to the hem of Varian's clothes, hiding behind him, looking at him in horror, with beautiful blond hair The little boy in his life is probably the well-known Arthas Menethil.

There was a strange flash in Tyrion's ice-blue eyes. Could this be a fateful encounter?

The first generation of death knights and the future second generation of death knights...

For a moment, the thought of killing Arthas here jumped into Tyrion's mind, but he vetoed it immediately.

As long as he dares to hurt Arthas and Varian, Tyrion can be sure that within a day, he will be besieged by violent bronze dragons. The fate of these two boys is too important. A little change can make a big difference in the future.

call...

Tyrion exhaled for a long time, he shook his head, turned and left without saying a word.

not the right time yet...

Seeing the dark knight riding the terrifying zombie dragon, Varian let go of his heart, and just as Tyrion was riding the zombie dragon, Varian suddenly put down his sword and pointed at him. shouted:

Whoever you are...thank you!

The thanks made Tyrion stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The next moment, the zombie dragon let out an ugly roar, flapped its shriveled wings full of holes, and flew into the dark sky.

In less than 2 minutes, the dwarf prince, whose armor was covered in blood and pieces of meat, appeared beside the prince and princess on a battle ram. Seeing that the three little guys were safe and sound, Muradin let go of his hanging heart. However, he soon noticed the cruel killing field around the princes. From the perspective of an old soldier, a brutal and inhuman massacre definitely took place here.

You certainly didn't do this, Varian...

Muradin stepped forward, patted the shoulder of the shivering prince in the cold wind, and asked in a low voice:

Who helped you?

A knight! Master, it's a dark knight who helped us!

Prince Alsace, who was hugged by the terrified Princess Kalia, raised his head. After the fear disappeared, the child was somewhat joyful. He witnessed and participated in a legendary story. He quickly replied:

He's riding a dragon! Teacher, a dead dragon! It can move, and its eyes are red, and the knight's eyes are blue, like ice!

Varian thought for a while, and added:

He's like a mage, fighting with frost, but he can also control blood, and I saw him draw a lot of blood from the orc body! Oh, yes, that's still an elf! I saw his pointy ears.

The hammer of the forge is on!

Muradin sighed in a very dwarf style. He was a little scared. From Arthas' description, he was clearly a death knight...but hell, how could a death knight help the alliance? That's tribal offal!

It is the style of dwarves to throw questions that cannot be figured out for a while, so the next moment, Muradin said to the children:

It's great that you are safe and sound, come quickly! Follow old Muradin, I will send you to the camp, and I will go to help Dathrohan.

You see, even the power of evil can be used for good, as in this night, the death knight became a hero to children, even if they didn't even know his name.

On the other side, when the siege of Lordaeron was at its craziest stage, in the Stratholme region not far from the Tirisfal region, among the Horde army led by Saurfang, a Significant events are taking place.

Due to the failure of Quel'Thalas' offensive, the death of Dragonmaw chief Zuluhed caused the Dragonmaw clan to split. Not all Dragonmaw orcs were willing to accept Orgrim's orders. In this case, the Legion was formed by Gul'dan's Ravager clan and Cho'gall's Twilight's Hammer clan.

Saurfang didn't think there was any problem with this. In his opinion, Gul'dan was destroyed by Tyrion. He was no longer a threat, but the warlord forgot one problem...Gul'dan is a warlock, Warlocks, on the other hand, are not so easy to die.

Uh...uh...

Saurfang woke up from the most painful slumber, his head hurt, as if he had been hit head-on by a draenei war elephant knight, but soon he recovered from the pain, He tried to turn his body over, but felt something cold on his wrist, so he moved his wrist.

boom

The sound of metal colliding made his eyes widen. The orc warlord lowered his head and saw his body was tightly bound by chains on a cold stone. His whole body was weak and painful, as if he was dehydrated. It's...poisoned.

He raised his head with difficulty, trying to make a sound, but his mouth was stuffed with a rag, and he could only make a weak hum. At the dawn of dawn, he soon saw the people who were summoned The orcs who got up, most of them were orcs and ogres from the Raider clan and the Twilight's Hammer clan, he had a premonition...something was about to happen.

What a nasty sunshine...

Gul'dan, who had changed his body, still looked old. Although he used the magic of a warlock to transform this body, making it look exactly like his former self, but the hidden smell of corpses still lingered. It made Gul'dan's mood unable to be happy.

But no matter what, the plan that has been prepared for a long time is about to be implemented, which makes Gul'dan have a unique expectation in his heart.

Leaning on his bone staff, he stepped up to the high platform in the camp step by step. Behind him, his apprentice Cugall was as humble as before.

Standing under the high platform under the sun, Gul'dan's dark red eyes looked at the thousands of orcs and ogres gathered in front of him. He coughed lightly, moved his fingers slightly, and his magic power burst out. The next moment, his voice spread throughout the world. the entire camp.

The orcs of the Raid Clan!

The ogres of the Twilight's Hammer clan...

I am Gul'dan, you all know me, I am the leader of the Shadow Council, the ancestor of warlocks, I built the Dark Portal, saved you from the dying world, and I led you to kill Enter the Kingdom of Stormwind and occupy the first territory for the tribe to recuperate!

I should have been the hero of the Horde! Blackhand Blackhand thinks so too, but it's a pity that Orgrim took the position of Great Chief in a despicable way! He crazily slaughtered the Shadow Council, which is crucial to the Horde , Let the orc use his precious life to realize his wild fantasy!

That's a tyrant! That's a madman! You all know that!

Gul'dan's dangerous speech made Saurfang's eyes widened in the shadows, and the curses Tyrion yelled when he left Quel'Thalas suddenly appeared in his mind...

Gul'dan will steal the Horde's victory as you stole mine!

Saurfang thought it was just the unwillingness of the loser, but now it seems that the death knight...may have guessed everything before him!

And Gul'dan's provocations and incitements continued.

That was Orgrim's conquest, what does that have to do with us? You are all geniuses who once practiced warlock magic. You should have used your strength to easily destroy everything in front of you, but now you are forced to fight like rude warriors , who caused this?

Gul'dan's voice became vicious:

It's Orgrim! It's our Great Chief. I want to say, as warlocks, shouldn't we pursue power? Is there any normal person who would lock his power in a box and not use it? I, Gu Erdan, the first warlock, is here, and I assure you, we don't need to put up with this any longer!

I have discovered the supreme secret of this world! I will lead you to find it! Believe me... As a warlock, as a leader, I have never disappointed the members of the Shadow Council, and now, I will not let you down. Will disappoint you!

To hell with Orgrim's conquest!

Next, we have to make a choice for our own future! Those who are willing to follow me and pursue great power raise their hands!

Swish Swish Swish

The Raiding Clan was established by Gul'dan all by himself, and they recruited all the orcs who had studied warlock magic and were forced to give up. In any faction, there are guys who are dissatisfied with the status quo. They are Gul'dan's natural supporters.

As for the truth about the Twilight's Hammer clan...that is a group of hidden cultists, they only obey Cho'gall's orders, and now Cho'gall is standing by Gul'dan's side, how to choose is self-evident.

As for those who are unwilling to obey... Warlocks will not show mercy. Of course, if Zuluhed of the Dragonmaw Clan is not dead, Gul'dan's betrayal will not be so smooth. The Dragonmaw Clan has the largest number of people Yes, that is also an important force used by Saurfang to check and balance Gul'dan.

But the knife Miss Luminas slashed in the Quel'Thalas forest really helped Gul'dan!

Looking at the full arms in front of him, Gul'dan smiled triumphantly. He turned his head and showed a dangerous smile at Saurfang who was struggling frantically.

Then let's go! Brothers, rebuild the Shadow Council! Let the tribe die! When we come back, this world, all worlds... will be ours!

Burn this place, bring all supplies... let's go!

When the first ray of flames danced in the camp, the desperate Saurfang roared frantically in his heart:

No!

Gul'dan! Traitor! I'm going to kill you!!!