Azeroth Trail of Light

The shore of Blackwood Lake used to be a paradise for fish people. During Dick’s time as the Sheriff of Dahlone County, he dealt with most of the things he dealt with every day, which was the conflict between local residents and murlocs. There would be fish from time to time. The news of the human attack came, and Dick was trapped in manpower at the time, and Dick couldn't even come up with a squad that could solve the murloc threat.

But it's different now.

In the past few years when the war in West Dallonemere was tight, Princess Kalia decisively evacuated the residents of East Dallonemere to the Hillsbrad Hills and Arathi Highlands, turning it into a war. At that time, East Dalungmir was under military rule, and the murloc, an unstable factor, was eliminated in the first place.

In fact, there were still murlocs in the Blackwood Lake at that time, but after the undead natural disasters invaded East Dalungmir, the murlocs here were completely extinct.

The magic of the undead completely polluted this once sparkling freshwater lake. No creature can survive here, not even the murloc.

Now, on the bank of the dead Blackwood Lake, Sassarian, who followed Herod to this remote area, saw the few figures standing in a small camp discussing matters.

The expressionless Dalyan, the equally expressionless Bridget, and Lord Tyrosus, the principal of the Light’s Hope Chapel, and the commanders of other paladins, looked like a big scene, but they just didn’t. I know why this meeting is placed here in Blackwood Lake.

"Hey, Herod, what did you call us here for?"

The commander Amrash Valofist, who was originally stationed at the Coldwind Camp, the young man patted Herod on the shoulder with familiarity, then looked at the death knight behind him, feeling a little uncomfortable. Asked,

"It's best not to be kidding. Now that the war is so urgent, everyone is under a lot of pressure."

"We never make jokes."

Herod threw a bag of dwarf tobacco to Amrush, and two smokers hid aside and said something, while Thassarian stood ten steps away from the crowd, and looked like an out-of-group.

A few minutes later, when Lord Tyrosos was showing impatience, Dalyan took out a pocket watch made by a dwarf from his arms, right the time, and then looked at the black wood lake. south.

"They are here!"

"what?"

Colfax, the leader of the warrior unit of the Church of Light’s Hope, raised his head in confusion and looked to the south. He didn’t see anything. This guy has returned from the defense line of Hillsbrad Hills two years ago. He tinkered with a Brotherhood of the Holy Light and brought many passionate young people in. It was a small group within the Silver Hand.

Because he was a soldier, he and Dalyan could talk very well. After seeing nothing, he was about to ask, but was stopped by the Duke Nicholas Serenhoff who was standing next to him. The nobleman of Stormwind is like an elegant gentleman. In fact, he is not a warrior, but a leading strategist and commander of the Silver Hand, and a respectable linguist.

He put his finger to his mouth,

"Hush, silence!"

Because everyone was unknown, Sassarian was the first to sigh of surprise, and a hint of surprise flashed in his emotionless eyes, and then everyone saw the rippling water of the Blackwood Lake and the slight vibration of the ground in front of them.

"Something is coming! Big guy!"

Lord Tyrosos said in a deep voice, and then he held the epee behind his backhand, and the strong holy light was lit up at this moment. Most of the people present were powerful paladins, which made Sassari An couldn't help taking two steps back, propped up the dark green anti-magic shield, and felt better.

But the next moment, everyone's expressions were frozen on their faces, and only Duke Nicholas who had participated in the battle of quicksand exclaimed.

"It's Anubisath! The eldest princess sent the Anubisath War Guard!"

Everyone ignored the call of Duke Nicholas. Of course, it was not because they didn't pay attention to it, but because the 17-head Anubisas, which was arranged in two rows and advanced neatly, was too eye-catching.

Especially the blue obsidian giant at the front of the team, with a sharp-horned battle helmet, wearing a special stone armor, and a long sword and war hammer made of iron and steel on his back, just like from myth. Gods and giants walking out.

They stepped across the ground, and the tall trees could only reach their waists. They lifted their feet in full, and then fell. Each alternation would cause slight vibrations on the ground.

The eyesight of the people present is very good. They can see Jaina standing on the shoulders of the blue wolf-headed giant, wearing a blue robe and wearing a black mage hat, and stroking Osri on the other side. The old-fashioned old general Gasiris, the mad wind blew the most stubborn white hair of the old man, he leaned on his cane and waved to the people on the banks of the Blackwood Lake.

Behind the blue giant, the shoulders of every black giant were covered with wizards in robes, their sleeves and the Lordaeron emblem on their chests were shining in everyone's eyes.

It's Theramore's reinforcements!

That's right, the appearance of these two iconic characters means that the undead's counterattack has finally completely angered the leader of Theramore, whether it is the princess Kalia, or the now quite subtle Northern Earl Dick- Tang had already made up his mind to solve the problem of Northern Xinjiang all at once.

The Anubisath Guard steadily stopped on the other side of the Blackwood Lake under the gaze of everyone. Under Ossirian’s command, the obsidian wolf-head giant folded his hands together and slid his weapon in front of him like a statue. As the light in their eyes dimmed, the seventeen-headed Anubisath entered the "standby" stage.

The energy of the obsidian giants is not unlimited. At first they relied on the energy of the Titans. However, after the mages of Theramore tried various methods, they found that magic power can actually be transformed into the energy source of the obsidian giants. Even the Holy Light may be transformed.

But just the energy required to maintain the obsidian giant’s activity for ten minutes is enough to drain all the magic power of the three low-level wizards. The Anubisaths only exist as force at the bottom of the box in Theramore. Most of the time, they They are all on standby, and the colossus at this time is a real sculpture.

"These giants are slow to move, and they must suffer a lot when facing high-ranking warriors!"

Following Duke Tyrosos and Duke Nicholas, everyone quickly walked towards the commander of Theramore who was waiting on the other side of the Blackwood Lake. The young warrior Colfax looked at that made him look up. The giants who can only see with their heads said to Dalyan who was walking beside him,

"I bet that if you work hard, you and I can kill one!"

Dalyan shook his head.

"It's not that simple. It is said that Anubisath is capable of self-recovery. Besides, it is obsidian! Your weapon may not even break its defenses, and General Gasiris is only mad. These colossus will be sent to the high-level battlefield, they are simply the absolute arbiters in mortal wars!"

Sassarian, who hadn't even said a word, couldn't help but speak, his voice was very permeable, but it hit the nail on the head.

"As long as we can stop the high-ranking soldiers of the undead, just the powerful force of these seventeen colossus, it is not a problem to retake the Crusader fortress, even as long as we are willing to pay a certain amount of casualties, it will be no problem to conquer Andorhal. It needs to be stepped on with both feet, and even an ordinary death knight can only end up with a crushed death."

Dalyan turned his head and looked at Thassarian strangely.

"we?"

Only then did the death knight realize that he had failed to speak. He closed his mouth and stopped talking, and his expression became cold again, but Dalyan's expression became interesting. He moved closer to Sassarian.

"At first, the Great Knight of Order told me that high-ranking undead like Mr. Uther were completely self-conscious. I still don't believe it, but now I believe it! Captain Thassarian, happy cooperation, maybe this battle is over. After that, we will become friends!"

The death knight did not answer, but when Dalyan turned his head, Thassarian's lips moved slightly, and a sound that only two people could hear rang.

"Then... happy cooperation!"

"Gatheris, you old dog, I thought you were dead in Subchel!"

Lord Tyrosus and Marshal Gasris who are over fifty years old are obviously best friends. The two old men laughed and hugged each other. Marshal Gasris smashed Tyrosus in the chest with his fist and said loudly,

"Thanks to the princess, I have crawled back from hell! This time I also brought the will of the princess and the Menethil royal family. This land has been far away from Lordaeron for too long. It is time to take it away. came back!"

After speaking, the old marshal wearing a black blindfold glanced at the dirty Blackwood Lake with his only remaining eyes, and cursed fiercely.

"Damn it, this is the place where I was born, look at what those **** undead ruined this place!"

Duke Nicholas also stepped forward and hugged Marshal Gasiris. He patted the old Marshal on the shoulder.

"Old brother, thank you for bringing these war colossus at this critical moment. With them, our chances of winning are greatly increased!"

"No, no, no!"

A mysterious smile appeared on Gaseris’ face, “Brother Nicholas, do you really think this is all the reinforcements sent by the princess? The princess has managed Theramore very well, and there are nearly ten thousand people behind us. Soldiers are landing in Nanhai Town, and they will be coming soon. His Majesty Dai Lin also supported a legion, and the forces that Dick had suppressed at the bottom of the box, we are all here! Just for this battle!"

"Knight Dick will come too?"

Tyrosus’s eyes lit up suddenly, his fists and palms fought together, “This is great. Since Mograine was injured, the morale of the knights has been low. If the fire of justice is here. When we return to Northern Xinjiang, that would be great! We need a hero to stand up now more than ever!"

Jaina walked over from a short distance, and a weird obsidian destroyer followed her every step of the way. With a cheetah mask on her face, she curiously looked at the people around her. Jaina just heard Tyrosus. According to the lord, Miss Mage stroked her long golden hair backwards and said with a smile,

"Dick is busy with his own business. He will arrive in northern Xinjiang in about 3 days. There is also Ronin. Dalaran also decided to send a troop of wizards to participate in the recovery of northern Xinjiang. In short, we are here for victory. , Mr. Lord, in fact, if it weren't for Dick's dissuasion, the eldest princess would even come to Northern Xinjiang in person to show her determination to rebuild Lordaeron."

Hearing Jaina's words, Tyrosus smiled bitterly and opened his hands. "Fortunately, your Highness did not come. This place is now a mess. We should wait until we soldiers settle the chaos here before inviting His Highness to return to Northern Xinjiang. Right."

The respected people were talking, and the young commanders dispersed, looking curiously at the obsidian giants standing in place like statues, while Colfax and Dalyan circled the highest After Ossirian made two turns, a huge portal stood up under the control of the military wizards.

This attracted the eyes of the two warriors. The first to step out of the portal was Liadrin. The high elf was still cold, carrying a red sword of the Brotherhood, and a green dragon hanging from his waist. Summoned and saw her appear, Dalyan immediately stood up straight. Although the eight titled knights of the Silver Dawn are of equal status, in fact, the strongest high elf paladin who is only one line lower than Dick is already well-deserved. Silver Dawn number two is now.

Now the old knight Erigore, who is increasingly turning to the role of battlefield commander, is the third.

Liadrin nodded to Dalyan and strode in Jaina's direction. Behind her appeared a strange stone statue about the same height as Dalyan, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. force.

It is obviously a stone statue made of stone, wearing a black robe and carrying a warhammer, but there is a vivid expression on his face. When he saw Dalyan and Colfax, who were the closest to the portal, the black giant There was obvious contempt on his face.

"Cut... weak flesh and blood creatures, put away your disrespectful eyes, standing in front of your eyes is the noble guardian, you weak wait..."

"Enough, Azadas! There is a limit to tantrums, don't forget what we are here for!"

Another loud voice sounded behind the black stone statue. It was another female stone statue wearing a golden robe and holding a stone cane. Her attitude seemed very kind and strong. The male statue closed his mouth and snorted coldly. With a sound, he stood in front of Ossirian, the leader of Anubisath.

"Wow, look, this should be the guardian... Ossirian, I still remember him! It was the body I carved for him back then!"

The female stone statue ignored the sound of the male stone statue. She looked at Colfax and Dalyan who were sluggish in place. A few seconds later, she also let out a cold snort, and pushed her left hand forward. The mobilized mud was pushed far away.

"Come and help, Azadas, get the Earthen Legion in place, and your tattered ones, we are going to the battlefield!"

("Old dog" is not an insulting term in medieval civilization. It is generally used to describe loyal people. In a certain scene of the battle in MO, King Wa also praised a Stormwind general with "Old Dog". There are also film and television works such as "Pirates of the Caribbean"!)