Shadow Trails in Azeroth

To be fair, if Vashj, the Viper Lady, said such unworthy words on such an occasion, she would easily be turned into a pot of fresh snake soup by the bosses around her.

But the problem is, faced with Vashj's high-pitched and arrogant declaration, even the orc commander Varok Saurfang, who couldn't hold back his anger the most, pretended not to hear it.

He nodded expressionlessly.

It also seems to be pretending that Draenor has been an integral part of the Deep Sea Empire in name since ancient times, and these barbaric greenskins are also loyal subjects of Queen Azshara.

The main reason is that everyone is now heading to alien planets to fight the devils desperately, even if their lives are at stake, what does face mean?

It would be nice to be able to take the soul back to Azeroth after death in a place like Argus, where you might be assassinated by demons lurking in the cesspit even if you go to the toilet. What else do you need a bicycle for?

Although Queen Azshara's envoy is arrogant, what she brings is indeed what everyone needs.

Although after being resurrected by the Deep Sea Empire, there is a high probability that he will spend the rest of his life as a soft-skinned snake, but you have to decide whether you want this life you got for free, right?

As for why the representative of the orcs is Varok Saurfang instead of the outstanding and honorable Warchief Red Blackhand, does this issue still need to be discussed?

This is to come to Argus to work hard, not to come to Argus to fight for wine. Why should Red, who is said to need a few orcs pushing a "chief's cart" to travel, do a wine bag and rice bag?

Do you want to show off a barrel of wine to the demons on the battlefield and laugh them to death?

The people who can sit at this table now are either highly respected, race leaders, or have some irreplaceable important role.

If you don't have any of the above, then you must be a fierce man who can fight at least five hundred demons by himself.

Chief Red can still put on a show in front of his own people, but being comfortable in front of these guys is out of the question.

He was also very self-aware, and gave Saurfang the Heart of Stone Ring, which he regarded as a treasure, and even kept Orgrim Doomhammer, which was overhauled by the Thorium Brotherhood of the Dark Iron Dwarves. Varok wears the enhanced black plate armor to show that Varok is the spokesperson for himself and the orthodox tribe.

This meeting went very smoothly, and no one jumped up to show off their presence at this juncture.

You see that this troll can sit peacefully at the same table with the elves and discuss things in a decent manner. You know that this time, under the pressure of the demons, the great unity of the Azeroth race has been achieved.

And all this is due to the supreme teachings of the great Queen Azshara to her subjects.

It was the Queen who taught them that they must unite in the face of major events, so if they win this battle by luck, all the glory will go to Queen Azshara.

Well, I don’t know whether others believe these words, but at least this is what the royal clerk that Madam Viper brought to her concluded. She also asked other leaders to sign their names on this record to guarantee this "loyalty agreement." legitimacy.

Of course, as soon as this piece of paper was taken out, it was torn into pieces by the elves who could no longer stand the crazy words of the Naga Mother.

It's not impossible to ask the big guy to be loyal to Queen Azshara in name, but at least you have to wait until the big guy returns to Azeroth alive. If you want a white wolf with nothing now, are you treating everyone like fools?

So, although there was a little commotion at the end of the meeting, overall everyone reached a consensus.

Twenty minutes later, the three spacecraft began to enter the dangerous super-light speed rush.

The hulls of the three ships were shaking violently. This feeling made the Marine commanders of Kul Tiras feel as if they were back on their own warships drifting in the storm.

The wooden boats also vibrate like this when big storms blow over.

They were previously in awe of these ships flying among the stars, but after feeling this "familiarity", the navy suddenly felt that this mysterious and incomprehensible thing was much more familiar.

As for other people, they don't have such a good psychological quality.

Especially guys who have a deep understanding of engineering.

They understand exactly what "faster than light" means, just as they understand "engine overheating and explosion," "Star Trek adrift," and "visceral decompression."

So in the cabin of the spaceship where the dwarfs were, a group of atheistic little men were holding their most beloved mechanical creations tightly, and kept encouraging each other and howling.

They also specially found a priest to be ready to say a death mass for them at any time. Although they are all atheists, knowing that they will go to a good place after death will give people more courage when facing death.

Ms. Partrice, the long-legged silver priest, looked helplessly at the frightened dwarfs in front of her. As a devout believer with no knowledge of engineering, she had no idea where the fear of these dwarfs came from. at.

The only thing she felt lucky now was that these dwarfs were scared to death, and she didn't have to worry about these cunning and dirty little men using weird machines to secretly take pictures of the skirt of her priest's robe.

Well, there’s nothing fancy about wearing leggings.

While the dwarfs were scared to death, in the large cabin next to them, the Minotaur Marines were doing pre-war mobilization. Old Cow Kane had just conveyed the order unanimously reached by the command to his soldiers.

Standing in front of him were nearly a hundred tauren warriors from Bloodhoof, High Mountain, and Pandaria, as well as several yak wilderness hunters from Northrend. They were all first-class powerful warriors.

Their tall bodies are covered with plate armor and chain armor carefully crafted by the dwarves, and the guys in their hands are all high-end Titan creations shipped directly from Ulduar and the Fire Realm.

This makes them look powerful and deadly.

Normally a tauren tribe would not be able to buy a single part of this kind of weaponry even if they spent all their wealth, but now they are all given away for free!

The Anti-Magic Alliance made it very clear when recruiting soldiers. These weapons and equipment are now loaned to them, but as long as they can come back from Argus alive, they will be given away for free, and they will also be given a generous settlement fee.

The thinking of the top management is very clear.

They know that if they can't win this battle, no matter how much money they make, it will be cheap, and the devils will most likely not want it. This is one of the few advantages of the devils.

They are the race that dislikes wealth the least among all the beings in the stars.

They are only interested in the owner of wealth.

Well, people with a lot of money don't know whether they will be more profitable than poor people when they eat it?

"Most of you have never fought against demons, and this is your biggest shortcoming.

I know that in previous training, your instructors have repeatedly trained you on how to fight demons, and you may feel that you are ready.

But I also know that this is just an illusion created by you being armed. "

Lao Niu was making a pre-war declaration to his soldiers while holding a weapon that would definitely look familiar to Blake. He was holding a golden war hammer in his hand.

The angular top is filled with daunting golden spikes. The entire war hammer is wrapped with golden flames, and flaming runes are constantly beating out on the hammer body.

This is clearly the Hand of Sulfuras that was left in the Fire Realm after Ragnaros died. It was modified by the forge master using forging magic and can be adjusted according to the user's size.

Originally this weapon was to be given to the Titan Guardians for use, but because the guardians set off early, this weapon was freely distributed.

The heroic spirits in charge of the logistics and weapons distribution of the coalition forces had a deep memory of Lao Niu's bravery, so they gave him this powerful weapon to use.

This is a recognition, a responsibility and a spur.

Lao Niu knew that he had to take the lead in this battle in order to be worthy of this deadly weapon and the praise given to him by the heroic spirits.

However, Lao Niu is a nostalgic person, so in addition to the Savras war hammer, he also carries the rune war spear passed down from his ancestors. This thing has been blessed by the Stone Mother and is a weapon that is not inferior to the Flame Hammer. .

Lao Niu now changed his good-natured image, and sternly scolded the tauren in front of him in the tone of an iron-blooded warlord:

"Devil! That is the most dangerous life that can be born under these stars! They are extremely deadly killers and destroyers for anyone!

They require no preparation as they trek across the stars, spreading destruction from world to world!

They only eat rotten bones and drink deadly water to keep fighting until the last enemy is killed!

They can hide themselves in the lava, and they can hide in your shadows and your nightmares and try to kill you.

Don't doubt the destructive power of those bastards, and don't question their viciousness!

They will use any damn weapon you can think of to kill you. You can't take anything lightly before their heads are smashed and their souls are burned out!

a while!

In just a moment, when we land in that cursed apocalyptic world, hundreds of thousands of these deadly killers will come to 'greet' us.

I don't want to hide the dangers of this trip from you.

We are already here, and it is too late to exit now. Let me tell you the truth, we may all die there within ten minutes of landing."

Lao Niu's words made the atmosphere in the entire cabin low and depressing, but then, the veteran warrior changed the topic and shouted several times higher in tone:

“But we’re still here!

We know how terrifying those demonic bastards are, we know that we will dance with death on the tip of a knife, and we know that we may not even have a chance to return to the embrace of Mother Earth.

But we're still here!

We are not here just for a victory. In a war with demons, victory is the most useless thing! We are here for something higher than winning.

Our loved ones, our children, our children’s children.

In order for them to continue to exist on the land where we were born, and for our race and our civilization to continue on, we said goodbye to our families and embarked on this road of no return amidst the envy of cowards and the blessings of warriors.

I think many people will tell you that when we go back alive, we will become the heroes of the world!

No!

They are lying to you! "

Lao Niu raised his weapon and shouted:

"When we embarked on this journey, we were already the heroes of the world! Whether we can go back or not, future generations will call us heroes when they tell our stories.

I think that's enough.

Come, children of Mother Earth and Sun God, hold on to your weapons, put on your armor, take your crossbows, and strengthen your will.

I have finished telling the story about how the devil will scare you. Let me release your fear now. Don’t think about anything after the war begins!

Kill as many demons as you see in front of you!

Keep killing them until they flee!

Keep killing them until they dare not turn around and curse us again! "

Lao Niu's pre-war declaration obviously went perfectly.

The morale of a group of calves was quickly boosted. They howled and followed the old cows out of the cabin, and were the first to step into the teleportation chamber used for landing operations with the blessings of other races.

Because the tauren are thick-skinned and powerful, and they are blessed by the Stone Mother to gain the unique attribute of increased strength when they stand on the earth, they were arranged to be the first batch to land on the land of Argus.

For the same reason, the orcs, dwarves, and draenei defenders were also the first group to attack.

These guys were fearless and laughed about death. The dwarves were drinking heavily, the orcs were accepting the blessings of the shamans, and the usually gentle Draenei were particularly anxious.

Perhaps more because of their sense of mission to finally return to their birthplace to fight the demon that destroyed their world after being away from their hometown for more than 20,000 years.

The super-light spacecraft traveled very fast. In less than twenty minutes, they appeared in the orbit of Argus and landed all the way down to the land of Krokuun.

After seeing one-fifth of Krokuun's continental shelf cut off, all the commanders were horrified by the cruelty of this war.

But the planned landing operations cannot be delayed.

So soon, the first batch of landing pods was dropped into the center of Krokuun, near the Annihlan melting pool. According to the attack plan obtained by the commanders, that was the base camp of the advance army, and it was definitely occupied. Demons besieged the most deadly place.

Good steel must be used on the blade, the first target is there!

Three huge landing pods fell from the sky. These landing pods were designed and customized on Mechagon Island, a land of mechanical dwarves. They were equipped with disposable reverse thrust rockets. Their internal structures were large and black, allowing them to be deployed immediately after landing to create a temporary landing pod. position.

With a huge sound, the three landing pods slammed into the hole-riddled ground of Krokuun.

The old cow took a deep breath, put his golden war helmet on his head, held the hand of burning, and rushed out first with the tauren war flag.

The acuity of this presbyopic old soldier in war is extremely terrifying.

After he rushed out, he saw a demon guard running towards him. He swung his war hammer and smashed the guy's head into his chest.

After winning first blood, Lao Niu was full of fighting spirit and was preparing to find more enemies, and then...

Then there is no more.

A drunken orc was riding on an equally drunk warg, holding a large crossbow. He stood unhappily in the fog of war that dissipated in front of him. He was very rude to the old cow who exuded cold murderous intent. explain:

"Hey! You stole my prey, and I was only one short of getting the third place in the 'Turkey Hunting' contest organized by Mr. Black! Bah, curse those damn demon hunters and let them compete with us on the same stage. Cheating!"

"Huh? Turkey hunting? Where's the turkey?"

Lao Niu scratched his head and asked doubtfully.

The drunk orc wolf cavalry rolled his eyes and was too lazy to say anything more to him. He then glanced at the soldiers of all races rushing out behind him, shouting various slogans.

Only then did the drunkard realize that the golden tauren in front of him was not lost or a competitor, but the main force of Azeroth had arrived.

No wonder the noise was so loud just now, they thought it was the devil attacking with evil intentions.

"Ah, I told you that you were reinforcements."

The drunk orc laughed and waved his hand and said:

"Come on, come on! The headquarters is holding a victory banquet. It has been held for two consecutive days. If you come later, all the good Tabu mutton will be eaten.

Come, follow me, brothers.

Let's go have a drink first and take a look at you. You must be exhausted from the journey. If you walk over there, you can still see Mannoroth's big head!

That was killed by the hero of our orc Warsong clan with an axe!

I was there to watch the whole process. The powerful Chief Grom roared, glared, and swung his axe. The big-assed demon screamed for mercy and was hacked to death again!

It's as easy as crushing an ant.

Hahaha, I can tell this story for a whole year after I go back to Draenor! "