Azeroth Trail of Light

East Dalomere, one of the only three lands left in the extinct Lordaeron, even though the adjacent West Dalomere has been completely occupied by the undead, it can still maintain tranquility and peace, of course , as a war zone, it is no longer suitable for civilians to survive.

The residents of the entire East Darrowmere have been escorted by the reserve knights of the Knights of the Silver Hand to pass the shore of Lake Darrowmere, pass the Cold Wind Camp, and send them into the Hillsbrad Hills. The Dunholde area, re-established a new home.

Because there are too many refugees, the hills of Hillsbrad, which are not considered fertile, cannot bear so many civilians at all. Therefore, under the leadership of Kalia Menethil, the eldest princess of Lordaeron, The first batch of immigrant fleets have already headed for Kalimdor, the western continent, under the escort of the fleet of the human ocean kingdom Kul Tiras.

This action is said to have been strongly supported by the leader of Dalaran, the archmage Antonidas. After the death of his old friend King Terenas, this stubborn archmage finally remembered the words of the mysterious black-robed prophet, He even intends to send his favorite disciple, Jaina Proudmoore, the princess of Kul Tiras, to serve as the National Archmage in Theramore, a newly-built human nation in the Western Continent.

Of course, this operation is still in the planning stage. With the help of Princess Kalia and some old Lordaeron officials who escaped from birth, it is said that those immigrants have built the first town in the western continent.

But these things, to be honest, have nothing to do with the soldiers who are still staying in East Dalomere.

Swish!

The blood-red sword edge slashed across the body of the tall death knight and knocked it away from the skeleton warhorse. For ordinary people, the seemingly invincible and powerful undead, in the face of a force stronger than them At that time, he could only be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, allowing the soldiers to chop and kill.

Dalyan glanced back at the recruits who had formed a small formation and were fighting with the undead who rushed into the Solido River, and then turned his attention to the death knight who was getting up from the ground.

He clenched the Blade of Wrath in his hand. It was arc-shaped, like a sharp cutting axe. A sharp light flashed across the blade, and the entire blade buzzed.

Dalyan grinned helplessly, and smirked at the death knight who was waiting in battle.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to play with you for a while, but the old man is angry, so I beg you... to die!"

Being able to become a death knight meant that this undead already possessed a certain amount of wisdom. He stared at Dalyan, not understanding what this guy was talking about.

But at the next moment, Dalyan suddenly disappeared under the gaze of his undead fire. The death knight was startled, and then he felt a sharp blade across his body, just like a sharp paper knife across a piece of paper. He lowered his head in a daze. It looked like an "X"-shaped scar had appeared on his chest. The wound was spreading outwards, and the turbid black mist tried to repair the body, but a trace of bloody power prevented the wound from healing.

Behind him, Dalyan, who had stopped from his rapid charge, took a deep breath, and the buzzing of the blade of anger in his hand had stopped. After beheading the enemies who were not interested at all, this wild blade Warrior's Blade also stopped.

Dalyan put the Blade of Wrath back on his back. Brother Dick told him a long time ago that artifacts are not the same as ordinary weapons, they have their own will, especially the Blade of Wrath, its predecessor Scamdor- The War Destroyer is a weapon that bears the will of the first king of mankind, and its will is particularly violent.

When facing such a low-level death knight, the blade of wrath will become anxious, and what it longs for is always a real battle, not this kind of trick.

Dalyan's current strength is still too weak to control the will of Wrath Blade, so he can only play the role of "Sword Servant", but fortunately, Wrath Blade has also inherited Scamdor's loyalty, and it will not take the initiative Abandon Dalyan.

If Dalyan encountered a magic sword like "Apocalypse", he would have been devoured by his soul long ago.

And Dalyan's name for Wrath Blade is also very interesting. He doesn't know why, and he calls him "Old Man". The weirdest thing is that Wrath Blade doesn't seem to object to this title.

"Close the team! Check the battlefield for the last time!"

Dalyan yelled to the recruits behind him, and got on his silver horse. The recruits who had just experienced the fight did not panic, and carefully searched the battlefield for anything of value according to the veteran's teaching.

For the Stratholme Warband, who had just taken over Fort Dytholme in Ghostlands, everything was in short supply.

The power in Kael'thas' hands now is only to know that the hundreds of thousands of undead and demons left by Alsace in Quel'Thalas, as well as the Amani trolls who took advantage of the riots are very reluctant, as an "agreement" Part of the Stratholme battle group under Dick's command was forced to divide one-third of its strength and stationed in Fort Dysome at the southernmost tip of Ghostland.

This is a good thing for Dick, but it is a very bad thing for the commanders of the battle group.

Because their command is once again full of recruits who are useless except for their energy. Fortunately, in addition to the fierce battles that will never be lacking in the Crusader Fortress and Coldwind Camp, those squads of undead and Heretics, let these recruits practice their skills.

The war in West Dallon Mill is tight, and the Knights of the Silver Hand have even begun to send special personnel to recruit warriors who are willing to join the army in the distant Kingdom of Stormwind. If it is meaningful, they must be prepared with holy water and defensive armor.

Or in a more direct way, turn them into paladins!

This is also the activity that Dick has been secretly carrying out since he returned to Stratholme headquarters.

Although the Stratholme Wargroup belongs to the Knights of the Silver Hand, to be honest, in the absence of the two leaders Uther and Alessandro, they want to rely on Dale, who has an extraordinary relationship with Dick. It was impossible for Sohan to suppress him.

And Dick had a valid reason to do it: he was tasked with training a group of elven paladins for Quel'Thalas.

The Sin'dorei Order of the Phoenix, or as Dick called them, the Blood Knights.

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"Fools! Open your arms! Stretch them! Didn't you eat lunch?"

With an open upper body and a chest full of terrible scars, he was wearing a pair of military trousers and leather boots, and a nondescript red cape on his back. The recruit instructor with a big bald head was like a demon. The radiant beheading ax, with the whip in his hand, walked back and forth among the trembling recruits.

Seeing which recruit's movements were not standard, he whipped it up with great strength. The person who was whipped would often roll on the ground in pain, but he didn't dare to wail. According to the instructor's temper, he wailed. would be punished more horribly.

Anyway, the trainee priests from the Holy Light Monastery and the Holy Light's Hope Chapel are standing by, and no one will be killed no matter how they fight.

"Look at your stupidity! Letting you go to the battlefield will only kill you for nothing!"

The devil-like instructor returned to the front of the crowd, looking at the twenty or so recruits in front of him with disdain, his eyes were like sharp knives, one glance at you would make you tremble with fear, but this kind of momentum is not good The courageous and ruthless aura is the murderous aura accumulated countless times on the battlefield. This is the reason why no one will express any objection even after being subjected to such strict training.

Standing in front of them was the famous battle hero of the Silver Hand, the number one warrior of the Stratholme Chapter, Major Herold, one of the civilian heroes who was given the surname "Dawnbringer" by Princess Kalia. The entire Northern Xinjiang can be regarded as number one.

"Now, disband! Go to dinner! After 2 hours, train equestrian subjects!"

Although Herold scolded fiercely, in fact, he was very satisfied with the carefully selected recruits from the East Dalomere Militia.

He is a pure warrior, a knight who was born on the battlefield and died on the battlefield. As the veteran of the Stratholme Chapter, he could have used a better future to earn the surname "Dawnbringer" like the same, but he was transferred to the war He would be a senior commander like Eligor in the Tirisfal War Zone in full swing, but he turned down the offer, all he wanted was to be with the Stratholme Chapter.

This ordinary paladin who was born as an orphan stubbornly believed that this was his home, even though he was born in Lakeside Town in the Kingdom of Stormwind.

"Hey, Herold, are you training recruits again?"

Dalyan walked over with his helmet in his arms, and greeted Herold in a friendly manner. The young master of the Mograine family still admires this battle hero. Although he has the artifact in his hand, he is still He couldn't beat Herold. After all, he was only 19 years old, more than 4 years younger than Dick, and he was still a child who had just grown up.

"You should call me sir! You monkey!"

Herold laughed and put his arms around Darien's neck, strangled him hard, then let go and patted him on the shoulder.

"Come on, come with me to see the head of the regiment. It is said that the commanders of the elves will be here today, and they are said to be our former comrades-in-arms."

"Oh! You're talking about Myra Knight! I know him, he and Brother Dick defeated Arthas in Quel'Thalas, wow! That's cool!"

Dalyan shook his fist cheerfully, and when he mentioned Dick, he called him "Big Brother", and his eyes were full of admiration, but Herold, who knew the inside story, didn't disappoint, but shook his head , with an excited Dalyan walking towards the headquarters.

Dick's situation is actually not as good as Dalyan imagined, to be precise, he is terrible!

"The power of the lord is being blessed... the remaining time is 96 hours, 45 minutes and 13 seconds..."

This is Dick's current state. Although he has known for a long time that being promoted from a rare elite rank to a lord rank is considered a big advancement, he never thought that this process would be so painful.

After fainting at the coronation ceremony of Kael'thas that day, he was immediately sent back to Stratholme, but a full ten days had passed. Unable to use it, the whole person is like an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken.

Dick knew that the power of the lord was transforming his body, but he definitely didn't want to experience this process again, although he knew that when the high-ranking lord was promoted to the hero rank, he would probably feel uncomfortable again Once, but that's for a while.

Miss Jaina has been taking good care of Dick for the past ten days, but as a top nobleman who was born as a princess, you can't expect Missy to be good at taking care of people. From the beginning of the day, the job of taking care of Dick was completely given to another woman.

"Come on, Mr. Dick, open your mouth!"

With a gentle voice, a charming expression, and an indescribable beauty, Dick, who was sitting on a chair and moaning, looked at the flimsy cheek in front of him, but endless troubles filled his mind.

Dick knew that he had unlocked a "follower" template after the large-scale mission in Quel'Thalas was completed, but he really didn't know that the first follower unlocked was this troublesome lady.

Liadrin Delors, the high-ranking priest who suffered a nervous breakdown after being shot by Lor'themar, somehow became his follower. What's more, the fate of the two people has been determined. Norgannon's mystical powers are bound together.

Liadrin knew all his secrets besides rebirth, and her own life form had also been forcibly changed into a strange state between a living creature and a heroic spirit. Regarding this, Liadrin said it was okay, But under Dick's forced smile, there was still some sadness.

Now that the follower option has been set, why not give yourself a beautiful girl with a body like Sylvanas? ——

"Liadrin - Delors - Rare Elite - Perfection"

"High Elves/Sin'dorei"

"Strength 150, Dexterity 150, Energy 750, Holy Power 750"

"Occupation Template: Paladin - When the opponent is a non-order creature, the damage is increased by 100%"

"Evaluation: Follower, the initial strength is determined to be the second level of the lord, and it can be advanced. It is regarded as the perfect creature of the current race!"

~Monday~Double update starts~It will be on the shelves soon~Brothers, it would be nice to give some support~~~