Azeroth’s Death Track

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The second half of the 5th year and the first half of the 6th year of the Dark Portal passed in a chaotic situation.

In this year, the orcs from the southern part of the mainland not only did not weaken as people imagined, but intensified. After the capture of the Storm Kingdom, the orcs who were supplemented with great supplies were not satisfied and continued to go northward. Pushing forward, these invaders from another world did not intend to get along with human beings in peace. Wherever they went, all civilizations disappeared.

At present, the orc army has appeared in the wetland and began to attack the only road leading to northern Xinjiang. The Saldo Bridge, built by humans and dwarves, is guarding the Saldo Bridge when the new year comes. The human soldiers can be called living in hell, and the orcs attacked every day, almost never cut off.

But the tragic situation on the front line gave a little comfort to the panicked nobles in the rear, because as long as the Saldo Bridge does not fall, it means that the orcs cannot enter the northern border, which means that their current life can continue.

However, the nobles did not know that it was only the blood ring clan in the orc tribe that attacked the Saldo Bridge. When the chief orgrim led the real orc army to the northern frontier, all the peace and everything Hope, all will be crushed thoroughly.

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Hillsbrad Foothills, Dunhold Castle.

This is the garrison of the Alterac Kingdom closest to the frontline battlefield Arathi. His Majesty Aiden Perenolde, the current Alterac, is a coward who knows everybody. Looking around in the castle on Alterac Peak, such a king must be fearful of the enemy in the war.

Even the soldiers of the entire Alterac kingdom require defensive dominance in any battlefield, which is cited as a joke by other countries.

Near Dunhold Castle, a real battle broke out half a year ago. More than 120 orcs were buried here. This is the biggest victory in the interior. This battle has increased the number of soldiers in the castle. Until now, there have been With 1,200 people, the area of ​​the castle has tripled.

And Captain Edras Blackmore, stationed here, was also prosperous because he participated in the war of King Dylan against the orcs. Until now, in the praise, this signature figure of the army of the Alterac Kingdom Is a major general.

It's a pity that even though Major General Blackmore wanted to prove himself on the battlefield, but his king didn't give orders, he couldn't go to the front line to support, and could only stay in the hinterland of the kingdom.

"Revived"

The hissing of the warhorse rang on the former site of the elven prisoner of war camp. Lieutenant Drach led the patrol on the majestic warhorse. He looked at this completely abandoned camp with some nostalgia. He can still remember that half a year ago That night, he followed His Majesty Dai Lin here, how many orcs he slashed all the way.

That night, changed the fate of many people.

Behind him, more than 40 soldiers commemorated their companions who died in battle that night. Seriously, if they were not patrolling to pass through here, these soldiers recruited from the local area were reluctant to pass through this ruin, because in rural legends, More than 100 elves of the entire camp died that night. After the war, the ghosts of those elves continued their war.

This is of course nonsense. Lieutenant Drucker is an excellent soldier, and he does not believe this.

"Okay! Brothers, move on, and in another 20 minutes, we can rest!"

The lieutenant waved the whip in his hand and scolded the lazy soldiers to move forward. He watched the forest far away. There were traces of orc's scout activity in this area recently. There have been many news to prove this.

"First team, go to the river to get water!"

After another ten minutes of walking, the lieutenant looked at the sky and finally gave the order to rest. His whip pointed at the river in the distance and shouted, "Don't enter the forest! There are beasts, others, and locals." rest!"

While the others were sitting on the spot and began to nibble on the dry food, the six designated soldiers reluctantly walked to the distant river with a large pile of water sacs all over their faces.

These Alterac soldiers have inherited the traditions of this country. They don’t want to go to the battlefield. What glory and protection of the country, they have almost nothing to do with them. They talk to each other and wash with cold river water. Face, cursing his boss.

"The weather is so hot, it must be cool in the forest."

Looking at the forest across the river alone, there was something going on and off: "We will go to rest even for 5 minutes, they will not notice."

Others were hesitant, but watched the first person had pulled up their trouser legs, crossed the river, and waved towards them across the other side. The others hesitated, leaving one of the most honest guys to watch the water sac in place, everyone else Rushed into the forest.

This is a young man in his 20s, one at a time of restlessness. Everyone says that the orcs are terrible, but in the eyes of these two teenagers, the orcs are nothing.

"Let me say that Lieutenant Drake can kill 10 orcs alone!"

A young man brandished a long rusty sword in his hand and chopped the grass beside him wildly. He said aloud: "The last time I saw the lieutenant exercising, the arm muscles were thicker than my thighs!"

"Nonsense! Lieutenant Drake is the best player in the castle!"

Another said: "I also saw him teach the green-skinned child Thrall to fight!"

"Saar? It's the orc kid who speaks human language. I've fed him. He's very polite!"

"Yeah, the orc kid will still say thank you!"

"Maybe Thrall was picked up by the general on the battlefield. The veterans all said that Thrall brought good luck to the general. Within six months, he was promoted from captain to major general! Just like with wings... Hey What are you running? Who is chasing you? Is the beast?"

"Run! Behind! There are monsters behind!"

A shouting cry rang in the forest, the others turned back subconsciously, then screamed in unison, turned their heads and ran away.

On the hillside in the forest behind them, a dark shadow riding on a warhorse appeared quietly. The guy was wearing a dark long hood, holding a horse rein with a black hand armor, and the war horse did not emit. A voice, standing in place, two scarlet eyes like a monster in a nightmare.

"Hehe...run! Run!"

The black shadow riding on the warhorse clearly saw the six running figures, but he did not pursue, but pulled a black iron giant war bow from the backhand, and the slow arrow from the dead horse's arrow. Take two pale bone arrows from the bag and put them on the bowstring.

"Whizzing"

The two soldiers who were running away frantically pierced their chests with bone arrows screaming from behind, and between the flesh and blood flew, that huge force flew up with their bodies, nailed to the trees in front.

This scene made other people's scalp numb, and they screamed and shouted toward the outer edge of the forest, but at the next moment, two arrows flew out, nailing two unlucky eggs to the tree.

Only the luckiest guy rushed out of the forest. At the moment when he felt the sun again, he no longer even cursed the sun's scorching heat. He dragged his wet crotch into the water and ran wild towards the other side of the river. Don’t forget to shout to your companions guarding by the river:

"Run! George, run! The monster is coming!"

The honest man George, who was guarding the other side of the river, hadn't figured out what his companion's cry meant. The next moment, he saw a violent black shadow rushing out of the forest. It was a man in a long black hood The knight, even in the scorching sunlight, is still icy.

In the trembling gaze of the honest man, the dark horse rushed into the river. At the moment when the horseshoe touched the river, the flowing river was frozen. The horse was like a Mercedes-Benz on the water. George only saw that The black knight waved a cold sword in his hand, and at the next moment, his companion's head rushed into the sky in the overflow of blood.

The splattered blood was dragged by invisible forces in the air, and finally gathered into a blood ball in front of the black knight's eyes. He was held in his hand and thrown into the pocket of the horse saddle.

"Ah, human blood...so...delicious..."

"bass"

The sword of the black knight draws a cold light in the scorching sunlight, and hits the eyes of the already scared paralyzed man George from the top, the latter shrinks on the ground, praying frantically, has been scared There was some confusion.

"Raise your head..."

The hoarse voice of the devil sounded in George's ears. He swallowed and raised his head hard. As a result, he saw a pair of ice-blue eyes, and under the hood, the pale, somewhat familiar face.

"Ah! You...I know you!"

George raised his finger and pointed to Tyrion on the warhorse. He shouted:

"You are the elf leader in this camp! I have seen you, and you have changed fruits on our farm several times! Your name is... your name is Tyrion! Right! Don’t kill me... don’t kill Me, I didn’t intentionally disturb your peace, it’s the lieutenant who has to go this way! It doesn’t matter to me! Let me go! Please, let me go!"

"Oh?"

Tyrion tilted his head, there was no trace of affection in his cold blue eyes, and he looked at the young human in front of him, feeling no different from other humans, he hesitated for a second, and seemed to be Thinking, and just when the honest man George thought he could escape, the sharp, equally radiant long sword was severely cut.

The blood... splashed all over, until the moment when the head fell to the ground, there was a hint of illusory hope remaining in his eyes.

Behind him, the silent Necromancer turned his head, carrying Tyrion again across the frozen river and into the forest.

"Sorry...but I don't remember..."

Ten minutes later, Lieutenant Drucker, who had a very pale face, looked at the neatly arranged six corpses by the river. His gaze swept across the annihilated squad and ended up on the last headless corpse. The body's blood was drained, and it looked like a horrible corpse.

Behind him, the cowardly and superstitious soldiers had shrunk together. They huddled together and whispered. Even the hot sun in the prison cage could not bring them a trace of warmth. It seemed to be on this unknown land. Those ghosts that have already died are really coming back for revenge.

"Shut up! Shut up! Stop talking!"

The lieutenant shouted to make the soldiers stop the tiresome whisper, his eyes turned to the forest by the river, and all four bodies were found in the forest, that is to say, the murderer was probably hiding in it.

"You! Report Captain Scaroka in the castle!"

Lieutenant Drake took off his helmet, revealing his smooth scalp. He pointed to the soldier next to him and shouted loudly:

"I now suspect that there are scouts with orcs in this forest. This corpse is very much like the handwriting of those orc warlocks. Ask the captain to send some more people. Before the sun goes down, let's go and hunt down!"

The soldiers led away, and the other captains asked with courage:

"Lieutenant, are we really going?"

"Must go! You are all locals!"

Lieutenant Drake snorted: "If you don't go, once the orcs rush into the hills, think about what your family should do..."

This sentence made the soldiers stop the unnecessary argument, and the lieutenant squatted down again, his fingers across the broken neck of the honest man George, the wound was still felt in the hot sunlight A trace of cold, the blood was frozen.

This strange situation gave the lieutenant a slight hunch in his heart. He raised his head again and looked at the forest. The darkness that fluttered among the forest had an unclear breath.

This time, it’s not just the orcs’ scouts to face... there may be more terrifying things.

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