Azeroth’s Death Track

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The Admiral is not willing to lose his son, he is not willing to be a coward, and the king is not willing to leave his prince. This is all human nature.

This sentence made the crazy paddling knight violently stop his hand. He gritted his teeth, looked at his master, and finally inserted the oar into the hand of another big knight next to him. Say:

"I'm going to save His Royal Highness, Knight Victory, **** Your Majesty to Nanhai Town!"

"Swear by my life!"

Another big knight patted his chest fiercely, and then watched his colleagues jump into the cold water and swim back towards the three ships that were being raged by the dragon fire.

"Ugh..."

The admiral looked at Cyrus, who was greeted to **** alone, his expression changed, and after a few seconds, he reached out and took off his wet cloak. He looked at the last knight, the navy A bit of determination came to the commander's eyes:

"Victory Knight...If I can't come back, go back and tell the queen that her husband didn't embarrass the Kul Tiras!"

"Tell my little Jaina again that her father is a hero."

"The captain will never give up his boat and crew...I am Darlene Proudmoore, and I am not a coward who will leave his son and loyal subordinates to escape."

"Uh"

He jumped into the sea and swam towards the burning battleship. The last knight was too late to stop. He wanted to watch his lord go back to the battlefield. The knight gritted his teeth, pulled out the sailor sword in his arms, and jumped into him. region.

"There is no coward in the Vickers family! Your majesty, it is an honor to jump into **** with you today!"

On the sea of ​​dragons and fires, this is actually three warriors, three warriors, and three idiots, isn't it?

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At the port of Nanhai Town, everyone looked at the three warships that were burned by the flames of the dragon in the gust of wind. General Gavinrad shouted wildly, letting the sailors of Nanhai Town find all the available The ship is going to rush to rescue His Majesty King Dai Lin, who was trapped in the disaster.

It was not easy for the seven human nations to unite under the threat of orcs. If the Alliance’s navy commander, His Majesty Dai Lin, died on the sea in the South China Sea town... that would be an outright disaster.

Tyrion looked calmly at the horrifying scene before him. Memories and mundane scenes echoed back and forth before him. After a while, he turned his head and said softly to the captain of the ranger around him:

"Serrent, go and see how our wounded are..."

The Captain Ranger pointed at the sea subconsciously:

"But Captain Tyrion, the King of Mankind..."

"Dai Lin will not die here!"

Terion closed his eyes slightly and said softly, "I know! His fate is not here... and fate is not something that we mortals should consider. Now, go and see our wounded!"

"Tirion!"

A low voice sounded behind him, and Lor'themar Theron drew an unused arrow from the ground, and he looked at Tyrion:

"I want to invite you to save the human king with me... His Royal Highness prince told me to maintain the relationship with the human alliance, you also saw that it is just a baby dragon, if you and I join forces..."

"I reject..."

Tyrion said without looking back:

"I'm not here for you, Lor'themar, I'm here for the soldiers of the Windrunner family, they shouldn't die here, as for the advice, your prince's advice is for you, it has nothing to do with me."

It's just a word, the already condensed atmosphere between the two has become even worse, even tit-for-tat.

Both are young celebrities in the Quel'Thalas Ranger.

Tyrion is famous because he captured the head of Amani Zulkin alive with his mentor General Lilesa in the war against the Amani trolls five years ago, and blinded him with his own eyes.

In recent years, Lor'themar has repeatedly defeated the counterattack of the Armani trolls in the Battlefield of Eversong Forest in Quel'Thalas.

Unlike the low-key Tyrion, Lor'themar likes to wear a red chain armor that is different from other rangers, and he was long ago a prince of Quel'Thalas, the next sun king Kael'thas. Treat each other.

Well, the last point is more important. Lor'themar is a prince of the Crown Prince, while Tyrion stands on the side of his adoptive mother, the Windrunner family. This is a family that has been loyal to the current Sun King for generations.

In addition to political reasons, and because Tyrion knew the tragic ending of the prince of Kael'thas, from the beginning, he was far away from those things related to Kael'thas.

"That's your prince too! You will be your loyal king in the future! Tyraine, and I don't understand, His Royal Highness has praised your merits in public many times!"

There was a flash of cold light in Lor'themar's eyes, and he whispered:

"He appreciates you very much. He even hopes that you will inherit the position of the Ranger General in the future and help him build a more dynamic Quel'Thassas, but you have turned a blind eye to this!"

"Yes, he asked me personally, and I rejected him! So it looks like he chose you in the end, right?"

Tyrion looked back at Lor'themar, his sharp language piercing his heart like a knife:

"If I am right, you will soon be promoted to Ranger Lord, and then step by step to take the position of general of the Windrunner family for your prince. It seems that your prince is very restless, Lor'themar! You want to know me Why refuse him?"

"It's simple, his thinking is very naive! He doesn't know why King Anastarian kept his distance from humans...and I would say that the Alliance of Seven Humans and Quel'Thalas are not meant to be born. stand together!"

Seeing Lor'themar want to rebut, Tyrion interrupted his persuasion with a wave of his hand:

"I have no intention of discussing the politics of elves with you on the land of human beings. I just want to tell you clearly, don't intervene in the war between humans and orcs! That's no good for Quel'Thalas!"

"As for you, and the position of General Ranger..."

Tyrion glanced at Lor'themar and then looked away:

"No one can match that position except the windrunners who have sacrificed blood for Quel'Thalas for generations!"

Tyrion threw down a rude sentence and turned to leave, but Lor'themar's figure lightly moved forward quickly on the ground, and soon stopped in front of Tyrion's eyes, he took a deep breath:

"We don't say anything else, but you have to deal with the baby dragon with me!"

"why?"

Tyrion's fingers flicked on the handle of his waist, and a dangerous light appeared in his eyes:

"Are you trying to threaten me? Lor'themar? It seems that the lesson from 4 years ago did not teach you something..."

"Wait! Listen to me!"

Luo Sema took a step back, he said in a deep voice:

"Aurelia Windrunner, the eldest daughter of General Lileza, that is, your nominal sister, 1 month ago, she ignored the orders of the Sun King and privately brought a guard of the Windrunner family to support humanity. War, and she turned back to Dalaran in the past two days. After asking His Highness for help, she agreed with His Highness. She thought Quel'Thalas should join the war."

"She is her, I am me! She decided to do that, it doesn't mean I have to do that too!"

Tyrion threw a word, but the change in his eyes was observed by Lor'themar, who felt a hint of hope, and he lowered his voice:

"Of course, I did not threaten you with Aurelia, but I think you should also know that General Lilysa’s physical condition is not optimistic, and the candidate for the next Ranger General may be decided within a few years, In your mind, who is the most suitable for that position?"

"Aurelia, right! I know you have a very good relationship with her from childhood, you want her to be the next ranger general...I want to say yes, I hope so!"

"I will explain to His Highness the Prince that I will voluntarily give up my pursuit of the position of General Ranger, and in return, you will help me save King Darling!"

"Ok?"

Tyrion raised his head violently, and after determining that Lor'themar was not kidding, he asked:

"Why do you do this? You don't look like such a great person."

Lor'themar stretched out his hand to straighten the Phoenix emblem on his chest. He said frankly:

"Unlike the selfish you, Tyrion, I am willing to make sacrifices for the future career of the prince and Quel'Thalas, and I admit that you are right, no one in Quel'Thalas is better than the Windrunner The family is more suitable for the position of general...I am also a disciple of General Lilesa, don’t forget."

"It looks like you are loyal to your prince, Lor'themar, but do you think you know me well? Why do you think I will promise you?"

Tyrion looked at Lor'themar with cold eyes, and he asked in disdain, which made Lor'themar unable to refute, but after a few seconds, Tirion relaxed and tightened his face, and he took off his backhand. Looking at the war bow behind, he looked at the baby dragon raging in the distance.

In this special period, the history of the orcs and dragons rolled in his mind, Tyrion said in a deep voice:

"So what are you going to do? Sneak into the dragon fire to save people?"

Lor'themar was confused by this reversed attitude, but a moment later, his eyes also fell on the distant sea. The situation there was already not optimistic:

"I'll lead it away, you and the soldiers will find His Majesty Dai Lin and his son..."

"It's too reckless! Even the dragon's breath of dragons is not something you can deal with with a captain of a ranger! It just needs to turn your head away, you will be burned to ashes, and the orcs on board, they are very powerful, More barbarous than trolls, we don’t have an advantage in close combat.

Tyrion shook his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the baby dragon hovering at a low altitude. As it appeared in the memory, this was a red dragon, a red dragon enslaved by clumsy methods, in the eyes of the ranger A flash of Limang flashed:

"We have to solve the problem with the ranger's method. Arrows can't penetrate the dragon scales, but the dragon-controlling orc is just a flesh and blood. Listening to the miserable roar of the young dragon, its attack on humans is not voluntary. It was manipulated by the orcs!"

"We don't need to save Dai Lin at all, we just need to return the freedom to the young dragon... that's enough!"

Tyrion jumped into the wooden boat, and he turned to face anxious but helpless General Gavinrad shouted loudly:

"Human general, find some sailors and send us over... to save your king."

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