Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Boom Bang"

More than 300 troop carriers belonging to the orcs landed on the shores of Hillsbrad Foothills, and the orc warriors who could not bear the sea rushed out of the cabin frantically, and then led by their chiefs in Orgrim Under the order of, quickly began to build outposts.

Nearly 30,000 green-hide orcs worked together in a crazy scene, and soon the felled trees were sent to the designated location.

"Dal, you personally took the flaming blade guy to scout around! See where those humans are hiding!"

"Send a message to Kilrogg, the landing has been successful, let him at any cost, drag the human legion of Arathi Highlands!"

"Contact Saurfang and prepare him to pretend to attack Quel'Thalas! Once we start to break through, I ask him to start breaking through too!"

"Talron Gorefiend, let your death knights gather and get ready to enter the battlefield!"

The orders of the chieftains were issued one by one. The entire tribal vanguard that landed was like a sophisticated war machine. It started to run madly. The orcs may not be productive, but it’s their turn to plunder and war. These guys are definitely a good hand. There is simply a talent for warfare without a teacher.

The chieftain's eyes stayed on the map of the hide in front of him. Although he could not use the dragon to wipe out the human navy, the successful landing means that the blitzkrieg plan has begun and the war is officially the second phase.

Orgrim will take the vanguard to open the road to the south of Lordaeron in the shortest time, pierce the heart of the human kingdom like a sharp knife, and completely crush the will of human resistance with a splendid battle. In this case, the vanguard he leads must ensure sufficient combat effectiveness.

Only after all the orcs in the wetland have been transported can the war be truly launched!

On the other side, just when the orcs started to act, humans did not risk gathering troops at the seaside to attack the orcs. This is not cost-effective and impossible.

The quality of human soldiers is too different from that of orcs. To block 30,000 orcs, humans need at least 50,000 infantry. In the cold weapon era, the coast of Hillsbrad hills could not accommodate so many infantry. .

The choice of battlefields for large-scale operations in this world is very knowledgeable. The imaginary scene of human soldiers blocking the coast and driving the orcs into the sea is impossible...

More importantly, humans have heavy soldiers in the Arathi Highlands adjacent to the hills. After the orcs have ventured to land on the beach, as long as the human commander is not crazy, he will inevitably mobilize troops from Arathi to block the orcs’ back road. To achieve the most perfect front and rear pinch.

In the coalition camp in the north of the hills, Anduin Lothar, the commander of the human coalition, swiped quickly on the map, just like Chief Orgrim on the same sky and the same land, he was also there. Command orders are issued continuously.

"Command General Torbain to move from Rapids to Hillsbrad Foothills!"

"Order Major Blackmore to lead the army through the orc blockade and respond to the regiment of Rapids! The two parties must work together to ensure the smooth transportation of the Arathi Highlands-Talrummere-Alterac Mountains!"

Marshal Lotsa, now nearly 50 years old, is a sturdy body and a standard human warrior. His short hair on his head is all white, but he is still spirited. He wears sturdy armor and has a pair of eyes like a lion.

He grew up in the Kingdom of Stormwind and was a brother of life and death with King Lion who had died. For the orcs who killed Lane and destroyed Stormwind, he had an intolerable hatred and anger in his heart, but this did not affect his extraordinary. War thinking.

Marshal Lothar's finger was fiercely pointed on the map, and said to the commanders around him:

"Here! The hinterland of Hillsbrad Foothills, here will be the place to fight!"

"But Marshal, why did Orgrim bump into our encirclement?"

Standing next to Marshal Lothar was his lieutenant Turalyon, one of the five knights of the newly appointed Knights of the Silver Hand. He looked at Marshal suspiciously and asked in a low voice:

"Why doesn't he launch an attack immediately, but waits for our encirclement to get better and better?"

This question is what other low-level commanders also wanted to ask. Looking at their gaze, Marshal Lothar smiled and stretched his finger to the location of Lordaeron not far from the hills.

"Because that arrogant chieftain wants to completely defeat all our resistance in a battle!"

The Marshal's eyes became sharper, he said in a deep voice:

"Ogrim is well aware that falling into an unbreakable frontal battlefield means that his 100,000 armies must fight against the power of the entire human race. Even if he wins, it will be a terrible victory... that cunning orc will not In doing so, his goal was clear from the beginning, attracting our attention in the Arathi Highlands, and rushing into the hills with the army himself."

"That's an arrogant guy, but he has arrogant capital. Once we lose on the frontal battlefield, the defense of Northern Xinjiang will be completely disintegrated."

The following words do not need to be explained by Marshal Lothar. At the beginning of the battlefield, Turalyon rubbed his forehead and said the horrible result:

"The frontal battlefield is defeated, the Kingdom of Lordaeron will face the Bingfeng, the Kingdom of Gilneas bordering Lordaeron, the Kingdom of Dalaran will be in danger... The orcs can take the absolute advantage and use the Resources to arm themselves and then turn their heads against the Kingdom of Stromgarde in Arathi Highlands."

Marshal Lotsa’s finger was pressed on the hilt of his sword. Turalyon’s analysis was very accurate, and he no longer needed to say anything. Now, the only thing he is worried about is the rushed human army, Can he block the frontal attack of 100,000 orcs? After a while, he said in a deep voice:

"Tulayan, send a messenger, suggest to King Pirino, mobilize all the troops of the Alterac Kingdom, and block all the cliff passages! As long as the dangerously dangerous Alterac Mountains are everywhere, the orcs Will be deadlocked in Hillsbrad Foothills, and we will never fail!"

Turalyon froze for a moment. This suggestion was completely a remedy for Marshal Losa's possible failure. The old Marshal did not seem to have the confidence to win.

But Turalyon didn't say much, he saluted toward the marshal, turned around, and walked out of the headquarters.

Regarding the war situation, all mobilization will take time.

Both sides started a crazy adventure... Seriously, now the balance of war has been balanced, one hundred thousand orc warriors, two hundred thousand human soldiers, this is already the craziest military power this continent can come up with, next , All conspiracy has lost its effect, the two sides talked with the cruelest sword!

In the tense preparation, the secret weapons of both sides have reached the battlefield silently... always ready to kill and give the other party a real "surprise", but this waiting time is actually the most boring.

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In a corner of the orc camp, in the quiet night, the death knight Tyrion is chatting with his nominal leader Talon Gorefiend. The relationship between the two is very strange.

In the same group, they do not trust each other.

Will fight together, but not comrades.

Occasionally exchange knowledge with each other, but not friends.

When facing Gul'dan, they will really unite, but they are never brothers...

"Om"

With the light of the shadow beating in the hand, an obscure evil rune flashed on the finger of the Talon blood goblin. At the instant of the rune, the death energy in the body of the Talon blood goblin became extremely powerful Corrosion, the wooden table in front of him, collapsed by the power of this rune in silence.

"really not bad!"

The blood demon stared at the evil rune in his finger, and his dark red eyes flashed with satisfaction:

"These useless runes have been passed down for hundreds of years in the Shadowmoon clan, but no one will pay attention to it except those weak psychics...Tirion, you are really a genius..."

Facing the leader's praise, Tyrion's expression did not change at all, and the elven cheeks unique to the elf had only cold luster.

"Death runes are naturally used with death energy. I am not a genius... I just use everything. For the warlock, if you want to achieve this corrosive effect, you can do it in a simpler way. .. the runes are a bit tasteless for you."

"It is true!"

Talon. The blood demon nodded, and the evil rune in his hand suddenly shattered:

"But this thing is very friendly to the new knights, especially those who have not been exposed to magic, at least they don’t need to risk their heads being cut by Orgrim to learn the magician spells, and they don’t necessarily learn to , Just like your stupid Hudson, even after being resurrected, your brain is full of muscles!"

Tyrion nodded. He stretched out his slender fingers. The cold white runes, the boiling red runes and the corroded green runes alternated in the palm of his hand. He said softly:

"Before the last psychic was killed by Gul'dan, he gave me this knowledge... Guess what he demanded in exchange for this knowledge?"

This question caused a twisted smile to appear on the hazy face of Talon.

"I guess, he asked you to help him kill Gul'dan?"

Tyrion nodded and stopped talking. This story was of course fabricated by him, but the inherited hatred of the spiritualists against the warlock ancestor Gul'dan was not fake, so this story will definitely win the tower. Long. Gorefiend's trust.

As for the runes that he spread in the death knight community, he is indeed born... from his mind, to be precise, from his memory of the death knight in the game, and the one that he was The knowledge of the Orc Necromancer who was killed.

"It seems that our Mr. Gul'dan is countless enemies...but I am curious, will you really kill him?"

The blood demon asked in a low voice, Tyrion shrugged:

"I can't even get close to Gul'dan silently...the gap between me and him is too big. If it's you, maybe it's possible."

"Don't worry, my friend Tyrion."

The blood demon stood up and moved his finger. He said softly: "Gul'dan is not alive any longer, Orgrim won't allow him to run away... yes, you have learned so many runes? ?"

This problem made Terion feel a trace of crisis. He thought for a moment and said softly:

"Bloody, you also know that these runes were originally unique to your Draenor world. They are magic runes run by the Shadowmoon clan who are good at divination and necromantic magic. No one knows how many of them there are. What special use, the psychic has taught me so much, if I have a new breakthrough, I will tell you."

This world is not a game world, he is real. Although Tyrion has played the death knight profession in the game and is very proficient, it does not mean that he can write down all the mature death rune systems in the game. And he is not using those mature rune systems now.

Instead, he used the psychic rune of the Shadowmoon clan to "simulate" the rune of death.

The Shadowmoon clan was once one of the Draenor Orcs' large clans. This clan is known for its Draenor magic that can summon the dead and divination.

Tyrion discovered in an accident that these hundreds of runes through different combinations, combined with the corrosive, cold nature of death energy, after running, can actually achieve the special effect of the death knight's rune weapon in the game. .

For example, the first-level cold weapon enchantment, such as blood-sucking runes, such as dark armor runes, through different combinations, Tyraine has also differentiated many rune compositions with different functions.

It was by this hand that he really entered the core circle of the first 20 death knights, and was looked at by Talon. The blood demon looked differently. The blood demon needed this knowledge to supplement the combat strength of the death knight. In exchange, Tyrion needed that A soul stone that can control him.

And although he hates this group full of decay and conspiracy, Tyrion does not refuse to be promoted in this system. After all, there are as many as 200 death knights who obey Orgrim’s orders. Out of his own value, it is difficult to say which day he will be sent to the cannon fodder by Talon.

In this situation of mutual use, of course, he can’t teach everything to this cunning and crazy former warlock. In the death knight group currently dominated by Talon. Blood Demon, the only useless guy is the dead end. One.

Hearing Tyrion’s words, there was a trace of dissatisfaction in the blood demon’s eyes. He could be sure that the guy in front of him was not telling the truth, but the deal was a deal. He threw it away and the black soul stone fell into Tyrion’s hands. .

The face of the elven death knight really calmed down at this moment, and the blood demon watched him crush the soul stone, his words suddenly turned, and he said another thing:

"I'm actually curious, Tyrion, you see, I have already returned your soul stone. It stands to reason that you are free, and no one can control you anymore, then do you want to stay in this orc only What about the tribe?"

The question of Gorefiend made Tyrion laugh, and he shook his head, looked at Gorefiend, and asked softly:

"Where can I go without staying here?"

"Seriously, I don't like orcs, I hate them, and I always have the urge to kill them, but in this world, only the Death Knights dominated by you have my place. .. Do you think humans will accept a monster that has been resurrected? Do you think my loved ones, when they see me like this... will they still love me and trust me as before?"

The blood demon shook his head, and there was a calm smile in the corner of Tyrion's mouth. He reached for his sword and started to re-engrave the runes on the sword:

"Don't doubt my loyalty to the tribe, my friend. My loyalty to the chieftain is almost as much as you!"

This answer made Gorefiend laugh, and he snorted and turned away.

"If that's the case, Tyrion, it's our pleasure to get along, find a way out for yourself early! You pitiful worm... a dead man who doesn't want to be driven crazy by nothingness, just finds himself obsessed. Things to do."

"Stubborn?"

Tyraine froze for a moment, and after the blood demon figure disappeared into the darkness, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That kind of thing, I have..."

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