Azeroth’s Death Track

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The rangers who stayed in Nanhai Town cheered when they saw the high-flying Phoenix flag. Most of these rangers came from the Legion of the Voyager. Their leader was Aurelia. Windrunner. Adoptive mother Lilysa. Windrunner's eldest daughter, Tyrion's nominal sister.

In fairness, at least one third of Tyraine's risk support is due to this name.

"Shoot swoosh"

The familiar arrow rain once again crossed the sky. In the eyes of Gavinrad who escaped from the dead, this flying arrow rain is like the most beautiful scenery in the world. It falls from the sky as if it grew on the ground. Forest...A forest with death and blood.

Orcs, as the name suggests, this is a group of humanoid creatures like wild beasts. They have a figure and strength much higher than humans. They have green skin, muscular muscles, and fangs with lips protruding from their mouths and thick skin. The character is brutal and aggressive, and the overall threat is higher than that of the troll.

They were intruders from another world, and they came to Azeroth. It is said that they were looking for a new home. However, judging from the fact that they fought all the way and overturned half the continent, these violent guys were absolutely and Peace has nothing to do with it.

Unfortunately, they do not have the superhuman self-healing power of trolls, so in the face of the high elf's arrow rain, after the extremely accurate four-wave ejection, the orcs who boarded the port were like full of arrows. The target... is a stunned holocaust.

"Crush, knights! Kill these beasts!"

Gavinrad seized this fleeting opportunity, he shouted excitedly, the first waved his weapon and rushed up, simply struck out a powerful straight forward, and was shocked The two orcs were beheaded and blood spattered from their tall bodies, representing the joy of victory.

Behind him, the mighty knights also roared to gather their shields, rushed forward, and slammed the orcs off the port. In the cold water, these guys were named by elves with arrows. .

While the last orc who escaped was pierced in the chest, the goddess of luck seemed to be pleased by the killing of the Jedi counterattack, she threw all the magic power on the head of the alliance soldier.

"Boom"

The sound of the battleship artillery tore the sea waves in the smoke of the open sea. Gavinrad suddenly raised his head and saw two red flames falling from the sky, precisely hit the orc’s troop ship, and the artillery After that, the shadows of the three warships appeared in the eyes of everyone in Nanhai Town.

"It is the navy of Kul Tiras!"

The other lieutenant wiped the blood from his face and shouted to the general with excitement: "It is Admiral Dailin, he is finally here! The orc is dead!"

"Yeah, the orc is dead..."

At this time, Gavinrad saw the end of the battlefield. With joy, he took a step forward, but his body was shaking, and he sat directly on the ground. This fight has already let this general off.

While watching the three heavily armed warships of Kul Tiras, including Admiral Dai Lin’s command ship sailed into the South China Sea, destroying the orc’s troop carrier, the troop carrier was bombed and ruined. The three Allied warships also approached slowly, preparing for the final blow.

Everything was flipped in an instant, and the victory was getting closer and closer to the alliance. All this filled the eyes of Gavinrad and the soldiers of the alliance holding on to this place, and cheers rang through the sky.

However, as we all know, the goddess of luck is a bichi, just like the previous despair, this time the joy can not last for even five minutes.

"Aoao"

A beast-like roar sounded in the sky on the other side of Nanhai Town. This roar caused Tyraine to raise his head violently. He recognized this roar and looked directly at the sky of the Sunwell at a certain time. After that huge blue dragon, he always remembered...

Dragon...

This is the roar of the dragon!

Dragons, legendary creatures that often appear in fantasy stories, have extraordinary power, magic resistance that crushes all living beings, and a pair of wings that can soar into the sky.

In the library of Quel'Thalas, there are many stories about dragons. Except for some wizards who are too romantic, the dragons are powerful, proud, mysterious and difficult to get along with in the impression of the elves. .

Well, there is no difference between humans and the impression of dragons. The only difference is that the secrets of the high elves detail the places where dragons might exist in the world. Tyreon remembers those places clearly. He can Sure, the Hillsbrad Foothills has never existed since ancient times!

The nearest dragon habitat is located in the deepest part of the Hinterland Mountains adjacent to the hills. It is nearly a thousand kilometers away from here, which is beyond the range of dragons foraging.

"What's that voice?"

Gavinrad, an exiled general in Stormwind, leaned on his epee and stood up from the blood-filled port. He saw the soldiers around him also look blank, so he subconsciously looked at the mysterious high elves. .

Obviously, the general thought that the elves must know much more than humans.

Lor'themar Theron, wearing a red chainmail, looked at Tyrion next to him, and temporarily put down the grudge between the two. He turned his eyes to the sky and said softly:

"That's... the roar of the dragon."

"Dragon?"

Gavinrad's eyes widened. He grew up on the land of the Kingdom of Storms. It was the only human country in the southern part of the mainland. The dragon is just an ancient legend in that land. He never thought of himself. I will see the dragon with my own eyes in my lifetime.

Faced with this situation, the brave loyalty to the two kings was somewhat at a loss. He subconsciously followed Tyrion and Theron’s eyes and looked into the sky. Unfortunately, he did not have the powerful vision of the elves. He could only watch To a gray sky, it was a sign of a storm at sea.

"Are they here to help us?"

Gavinrad asked in a low voice, faced with this slightly childish question, Lor'themar shook his head, and Tyrion snorted:

"You can use all the words you know to describe the dragon, but there can only be two kinds of "enthusiasm" and "benevolent" in it, they are dragons, and their views of good and evil are different from ours..."

Seeing a huge shadow flying out of the shadow of the sky, at this moment, Tyrion barely saw the soaring dragon through the haze of the sea, his eyes slightly changed, he grabbed the Canadian in front of him Venrad, said softly:

"If I were you, I would signal to warn those warships..."

"why?"

Gavinrad froze for a moment, and behind him, Lor'themar's eyes also locked tightly. He said in a deep voice:

"Because someone on the dragon's back... is an orc!!!"

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"This shot is really accurate!"

Standing on the stern of the deck, Admiral Darin put down the binoculars in his hand and threw it to the Cyrusian knight of Cyrus, Serles, who said softly:

"That is the artillery operated by Drake himself."

Hearing this, Dai Lin's eyes were filled with satisfaction. He touched his short beard, looking at the orc troop ship completely sunk by artillery in the distance, the eyes of this naval leader A flash of cold light flashed through.

"Send those **** green skins to hell! Don't give them a chance to go alive!"

The Admiral waved his fist fiercely:

"In the name of the war dead! Musketeers, shoot freely!"

Dai Lin's roar spread throughout the deck, and the flag bearer also passed the command to other warships, so for a time, the elite sea warriors of Kul Tiras picked up the musket on hand and began a free and Cruel "hunting".

Since the orcs entered the world through the portal of the darkest swamp in the southernmost part of the mainland 5 years ago, in just 5 years, they have been injured and have been covered with the blood of innocent humans, the storm kingdom of one of the seven kingdoms It was also completely captured by barbaric orcs, and countless soldiers died in battle.

Despite playing for different kings, these Kul Tiras sailors are still willing to avenge their fellow human beings!

"These orcs have more and more broken ships lately."

Dai Lin watched the orcs being killed by the musketeers one by one. He reached out and rubbed his forehead, and said to the silent knight beside him:

"It seems that the orcs are not mindless. They know that the road in the wetland is not easy to take. They also know that we laid an ambush on the Saldo Bridge. They began to try to attack North Xinjiang from the waterway."

"But no one can beat Kul Tiras led by you on the sea..."

Grand Knight Cyrus turned his head in disapproval and looked at the orc warship that had been blown into the sea in the distance. He said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, it's time to dock at Nanhai Town. Look at this roaring sea breeze, a big storm is gathering."

"The storm is good, this storm will destroy the green skin for some reason for us!"

Dai Lin held out her hand with satisfaction, feeling the turbulent sea breeze, he took a deep breath and said softly:

"Cyrus, you have forgotten again, don’t call me Majesty, I don’t like that title... I’m the Union’s naval commander now, and since I was born, I knew that I belonged to the sea, so call me Admiral!"

"Ok."

The loyal knight was a little embarrassed. After a while, under the pretentious glare of Dai Lin, he only looked weirdly:

"Mr. Admiral, now please order the landing!"

"Very good, then stop at Nanhai Town!"

The admiral gave the order and was about to go to the captain's room to take a break. As a result, a strange roar sounded in the sky above the sea, leaving Dai Lin's footsteps in place.

He raised his head and looked at the haze that would rise as the storm overhead reached. Under such weather, he could not see anything in the clouds at all.

"What's that? Is it some kind of beast? Cyrus, have you heard this kind of roar before?"

The admiral looked at his most loyal knight. The latter had clenched the hilt of the sailor sword around his waist. He shook his head, stepped forward, and guarded the admiral with three other knights, obviously , These loyal knights felt a faint threat.

"Your Majesty! Look over there! Nanhai Town!"

The pilot of this wooden three-sail warship shouted to the admiral loudly, his voice was somewhat distorted in the increasingly fierce wind, and at the next moment, Dai Lin looked back to the direction of Nanhai Town, gradually rising In the mist of the sea, the hilly port looks a little fuzzy, but there is faintly sparkling fire.

"They are using torches to signal the flag!"

The great knight Cyrus looked at it for a few seconds, then turned back to the ugly face and said, "They are reminding us to be alert! A threat is coming!"

"From where?"

The admiral who had just won the battle was a bit disappointed. He looked around. The entire sea surface had already blown a fierce sea breeze, and their opponents had just been sent to **** by them. Where is there danger?

And at this moment, another roar sounded in the air, this time obviously closer than last time.

The answer is self-evident...

"in the sky!"

The admiral raised his head in unison with the loyal knights, looking at the hazy sky. At this moment, a whole body was covered with red scales, flapping huge wings, and shuttled back and forth in the mist of the storm. , And a thick tail, four clawed monsters flashed in their eyes.

"Yes... Dragon!"

"Aoao!"

In the roar filled with hate, the original humid and cold air suddenly became hot at this moment. The giant fireball that fell obliquely from the sky was in the middle of a battleship in front of the flagship. It was the same that ignited the entire ship in an instant.

In the fog in front of the fleet and the roaring sea breeze, the dragon bound by the bridle flapped its wings and fell from the sky, suspended in mid-air, the eyes of the snake pupils were full of pain, and behind this noble and powerful creature On its scale-covered spine, a dozen fully-armed orcs were sitting in unison, what a weird scene.

With the deep breath of the dragon in front of me, the scorching dragon breathed through the moist air at this moment, and the death that fell from the sky, as a gift, brought these soldiers who were still enjoying the victory. The death came so fast, almost In the blink of an eye, the three warships were covered by dragon fire falling from the sky.

The sails were ignited, which meant that they were completely passive.

"Your Majesty, leave now!"

After the flame of the dragon breath dissipated, the entire deck of the ship was covered with charred corpses, but the warships made of Kul Tiras' special craftsmanship and special wood survived the dragon breath, and It was not directly ignited as imagined by the orcs who manipulated the dragon's attack.

After the dragon flapped its wings and flew back into the sky, the great knight Cyrus dragged Dai Lin to the position of the lifeboat, and Dai Lin struggled frantically:

"Let me go! Cyrus, let me go! My soldier is dead! That **** dragon! I'm going to kill it!"

"Only if you are alive, your majesty, will you be able to complete the feat of killing the dragon!"

The Grand Knight was unmoved and dedicated all his loyalty to the royal family. He saw Dai Lin’s life a hundred times more important than his life. He threw the admiral into a wooden lifeboat and roared behind him. In the sea breeze, the **** dragon hovered in the air for a week, and once again dived towards the fleet.

This time, the orcs riding on the dragon's back approached the sea and jumped off the dragon's back, landing on the deck of the warship panicked by the appearance of the dragon.

"Cyrus, I have to go back!"

Seeing this scene, Dai Lin, who was already sitting on the lifeboat, grabbed the short-handed musket and hit a orc in the chest. The guy struggled and fell to the shaking deck, and finally fell into the water in.

The admiral's gorgeous military uniform has been wet. His black hair is attached to his forehead, like a angry sea lion. He grabbed the arm of the knight and shouted:

"Drake is still on another ship! Kul Tiras cannot lose its prince!"

"And I... I can't leave my son behind!"

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