Azeroth Trail of Light

The kingdom of Alterac has disappeared into the dust of history.

This country, one of the seven kingdoms split from the human empire Arathor, was originally a beautiful snow country. It is said that in its heyday, it could also have a very good voice in the seven-nation alliance, and its country status is relatively speaking. Easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The Alterac Valley and one-third of the Hillsbrad Hills where it is located, although the area is not large, they are rich in resources, and the physical fitness of the Alterac people who live in the ice and snow all year round, Also stronger than people from other kingdoms.

But in the Second Orc War, facing the allied orc army from the south, facing the greatest and most strategic warchief of the old tribe, Orgrim-Doomhammer, Alterac at that time The king of the kingdom, Aiden Perenold, finally reached a secret agreement with the orcs because of his fear of the future of being destroyed and his cowardly and sinister character.

He opened the road guarded by the kingdom of Alterac, and let the orcs enter the hinterland of Lordaeron, causing the royal city of Lordaeron to be besieged. If it weren't for Gul'dan's betrayal, I am afraid that there would be no Lordaeron more than ten years ago. The kingdom of Lun exists.

However, the betrayed orcs finally retreated to the southern gathering place helplessly. This caused the Perenold royal family to suffer horrific suppression and secret revenge after the other northern kingdoms had slowed down.

King Aiden died, the Kingdom of Alterac was destroyed, and all citizens were forced to migrate to other kingdoms. After more than ten years, even the most loyal citizens had to accept a new identity.

Of course, the royal family of Perenolde is not extinct. The assassin organization "Syndicate" that has moved its headquarters to Stratholme City and East Darrowmere is actually composed of the remnants of the Alterac Kingdom. Its leader Auriden Perenolde, a direct descendant of King Aiden, is a powerful assassin.

However, judging from the original historical process, the Syndicate, which was suppressed by the Assassin Alliance from the beginning to the end, failed to complete the great cause of restoring the country in the end. However, in the new history, Dick gave Oridan a chance to choose again. Well, he never promised to help Auriden restore the country, but smart people always know that some things are not used at all, and they cannot be said.

Dick transferred the defensive command of the Sepulcher to the old man Eric Gore who hurried over from the Hillsbrad hills and the representative of the Abbey of the Holy Light, the old subordinate Miss Whitemane, and then took With Liadrin and a light car, it took a day and a half to cross the Silverpine Forest and enter the Cowraen's Dagger Highland in the Hillsbrad Hills.

This is the only way to enter Alterac Valley, and it is also the residence of the Stormpike dwarves who currently occupy one third of the land in Alterac Valley.

The Stormpike dwarves are a branch tribe of the Bronzebeard dwarves, and they are also the most capable dwarf tribe under Ironforge. They were the aborigines of this snowfield before the royal family of Perenolde came to Alterac Valley. After the Alterac Kingdom was destroyed, the Stormpike dwarves expanded their sphere of influence.

Thanks to the pretty good relationship between the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Dwarf Kingdom, after Dick and Liadrin revealed their identities, they were immediately warmly welcomed by the Stormpike garrison of Koran's Dagger.

Dwarves have a loud voice, and their height is generally only half of an adult. Most dwarves have beautiful long beards. In remote places, dwarves will be called "bearded monsters" or "bearded spirits".

However, their strong and sturdy bodies and the blood from the ancient Titans endowed them with unimaginably powerful strength. In a frontal battle, a fully armed dwarf warrior can easily suppress more than 3 human soldiers. For fantasy aliens over 1000 years old, the number of dwarves is a big disadvantage. 300 years ago, there was no division of the big dwarf kingdom, and there were 1400000 people. After the division, the strength of the copper beard kingdom was the strongest, but it was less than 600000 dwarf.

Dwarves like wine and excitement, and worship heroes and strength. There is always a flame burning in their bodies, which keeps their spirits high. Dick's deeds in Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron were praised by the dwarves, and even held a large banquet specially for his arrival.

After drinking 10 cups of flaming ale brought up by the enthusiastic Stormpike dwarves, Dick and Liadrin finally managed to escape. On the heavy griffon, continue towards Alterac Valley.

The flame ale melts in the mouth, the sweet taste is very comfortable, and the degree is actually not very high, but after drinking ten cups in a row, even Dick, who has been tested in the previous life, feels dizzy, but when the air The gigantic beast, the griffin in heavy armor screamed, spread its wings and flew thousands of meters into the air. The cold wind that hit his face immediately made Dick shiver and regain his sobriety.

Liadrin, who was held in his arms, even more tightly wrapped the bearskin cloak around her body. For the elf lady who has been living in the warm Quel'Thalas, the weather here is It just sucks!

"Hahaha, feel the special welcome in Alterac, young man Dick, hurry up, we are going to speed up!"

"Fly up, Xunyu! Raise your wings and let the sky sing for you! Fly up, hahaha!"

On the other side of the two people's griffins, Stormpike Air Force Commander Aikman shouted to the two people with a laugh. This old dwarf with green flying goggles, a musket on his back, and a heavy ax hanging on his waist, has a unique personality. Like a naughty child, but he made a good joke, but neither of them could feel disgusted.

In fact, human beings prefer to deal with simple and honest dwarves compared to cold elves and extremely smart dwarves. It is very easy to become friends with these seemingly rude aliens. You just need to treat them with heart, and they will treat them with heart you.

Under Aikman's call, the griffins under Dick and Liadrin let out a high-pitched cry, and increased their flight speed again. Now, the oncoming cold wind was really like a knife, slashing On Dick's face with his flight goggles on.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Dick's wailing and the dwarf's laughter quickly disappeared over a thousand meters above the sky. In the perpetually cold and fluttering snowflakes, under the rewinding cold white snow, the beautiful and quiet veil of Alterac, It was also revealed for the first time in front of Dick and Liadrin's eyes.

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In the center of the Alterac Valley is the great plain known as the Plains of Conquest, which is already the frontier of the Stormpike dwarves.

It is often said that to see the value of a person, one only needs to observe the level of his enemy. This point is also common in the wizarding world.

The Marshal of the Stormpike Expeditionary Force, Fandral Stormpike, the most famous and victorious general of Ironforge, rode on his goat and carefully observed the dense forest in the north of the Conquest Plain with a sophisticated gnome engineering telescope.

In the 20 years since the Dark Gate, the human world has almost become a mess, and the alien world is not peaceful.

With the expansion of the power of the Stormpike dwarves, they inevitably clashed with another tribe living in the Alterac Valley.

Orcs! And they are Frostwolf orcs who follow the shaman way!

This orc tribe was once one of the most powerful tribes in the orc world of Draenor, but in other orc tribes, they were lured by the fallen great shaman and later the great warlock Ner'zhul to drink the demon Only the Frostwolf clan rejected this "demonic boon".

They have also changed from the strongest to the weakest. Even the chieftain, the fearless orc hero Durotan and his wife, were assassinated by the assassins of the Shadow Council. The pathfinder, that is, the abandoned son, was forced to be the first to enter the northern border.

However, under the leadership of the wise Frostwolf shaman Drek'Thar, the Frostwolf clan hid in the Alterac Valley. After the fall of the Rank Kingdom, the Frostwolf Clan officially became one of the owners of this valley.

Under the restraint of Drek'Thar, the Frostwolf clan stayed peacefully at the northern end of the Alterac Valley, never attacked humans, and lived an incognito life. Maybe it was their attitude or other reasons. Although other forces in Xinjiang knew of the existence of this orc, no one took the initiative to drive them away.

It wasn't until the stormpike dwarves began to expand that the conflict really took place.

In the beginning, it was just a small friction, but no matter whether it was a dwarf or an orc, they were not gentle guys. After one or two frictions, a small-scale chaotic battle began. It was like a fuse. Soon, it evolved into A confrontation between the two forces.

The orcs who can destroy the human world will definitely not be inferior in combat effectiveness. When they meet dwarves who are also good at fighting, they can be said to be a good match. They have been fighting intermittently for a year.

It's like a cricket put in a box, it only cares about killing its opponent, but it can't feel the flood outside the box at all.

Fandral stroked his beautiful golden-orange beard, he put down the binoculars in his hand, he knew that when he was observing the other side, those orc cubs must be watching him secretly.

Marshal Stormpike is not a reckless guy. In fact, he himself sneered at the war that lasted for a year. The Alterac Valley is big enough to allow the two clans to live together, but it has not come yet Negotiations, wars happen.

As a soldier, even in a meaningless war, Fandral would never allow himself to fail, so after a few minutes, Fandral put on his helmet, raised his left hand, and behind him, wearing a The white cloak, the almost perfect dwarf warrior who blended into the snow, as well as the musketeer troops and mortar troops all stood up from their concealment.

Twenty dwarf warriors in white cloaks stood up from the falling snow behind the battle plain. This was a reconnaissance operation conducted by Marshal Stormpike himself.

The situation in Alterac Valley was a bit tense during this time, and Fandral hoped to discover the loopholes of the orcs from this investigation, so as to prepare for the upcoming large-scale war.

But just as the dwarf warriors lined up, wild and noisy howls of wolves also sounded in the dense forest. With a roar, more than a dozen strong orcs riding on the frost wolves, holding the weapons in their hands, were also murderous. Under the leadership of Warlord Galfan, Teng Teng jumped down from the hillside of the dense forest.

Apparently, the orcs also noticed the anomaly here, and as usual, they were ready to strike first.

Seeing the orc wolf cavalry getting closer and the orc warrior behind the wolf cavalry, Fandral shrank his eyes, damn it, that cunning old orc had the same idea as him.

"Balinda! Let your cavalry strike! Break them down!"

Fandral pulled out a heavy battle ax from behind, and shouted at the female dwarves beside him. Captain Stonehearth, a rare female warrior, Balinda, swung the double braids on her head and waist, and the horn hanging from her waist It was blown.

"Wooooow!"

The sound of the low-pitched horn resounded throughout the plain, and the elite dwarf goat cavalry who followed the marshal placed the long-handled weapons that could only be wielded on mounts at their side, ready to countercharge.

Although there were also less than 15 cavalrymen, the elite of these dwarf cavalrymen still had an awe-inspiring aura.

"Follow me to charge! Warriors of Stormpike, let those wolf cubs see who is the master of this valley!"

Balinda Stonehearth, this is an excellent cavalry commander, an excellent warrior, and a violent woman, she is more eager to win than any male dwarf, compared to the calm Marshal Fandral, Captain Stonehearth He is the real warmonger on the side of the dwarves.

Under her leadership, the remaining dwarf goat cavalry rushed towards the orc wolf cavalry with a beheading sword in their hands, screaming wildly.

The advantage of the wolf cavalry lies in its flexibility, but when the alpine goats that the dwarves have domesticated thousands of years ago are used as mounts, their short-range charge is faster and fiercer than the famous human heavy cavalry!

It's like two sharp arrows flying fast, no one is willing to retreat, and they collide with each other just like that.

The mortal enemy on the battlefield, the brave are fearless, the loser leaves the field, and the winner is king!

When the tragic blood and death collided together, it was like a howling cold wind, spreading over the entire plain.

A few unlucky orc wolf cavalry with men and wolves were knocked into the air by the bloodshot alpine goats, and they lost their lives before they landed. The dwarven cavalry were pulled from the fast-charging goats.

It was just an unusually small-scale conflict, but their bodies and lives fell to the ground miserably, being trampled mercilessly by the enemy and their own people, until they became flowers of blood blooming on the ground, so dazzling and so sad .

OK, the poison point has been modified~~~~