Titan Tour of Azeroth

Ok is an ordinary human businessman, and his livelihood for breadwinners is the team of iron trucks driven by steam engines.

Oh, it does n’t mean that he does n’t want to change to a better quality, more powerful crystal power engine, but the long-eared night elves are too expensive to sell, and he is not the rich and rich goblin consortium. Where did he come from? Money buys new goods, so this heart is dead.

So steam power is steam power. In addition to the noise, the smoke from the rear exhaust pipe damages the environment, and other aspects are enough to meet your daily shipping requirements.

Ok's hometown is in the East Valley logging area of ​​the Elvin forest in the southern storm kingdom of the mainland. Both parents are honest farmers.

But younger generations like Oak are extremely resistant to farming. They want to get out of the hometown that they have been tired of, and go to the outside world to take a look and make a lot of gold coins.

It is a pity that he does not have any magical affinity talents, and his physical fitness can not meet the requirements of warriors and knights, so the adventurer is nowhere to be found. He can only be an ordinary solo businessman, pulling his small convoy to the north and south continents Do some small business.

After Azeroth World acquired two colonies, Outland World and Parallel Draenor World, the quality of life and overall income of the Alliance and the tribes have increased by a large amount, and the extremely prosperous commercial and trade market has even created A large number of businessmen traveling south and north.

Ok has also made some money in recent years. Although it is not as fast as those of the adventurer group, it is stable and safe. It does not have to live on the tip of the knife.

Oscar *, the King of Adventurers, flashed diamonds, he did make money, but he also paid the price of becoming a death knight.

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Oaker flipped through the newspaper in his hand, then raised his head and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Boss, we have just entered the area of ​​Silver Pine Forest. If the truck does not go wrong, we can go to Lordaeron tonight." The driver said.

Ouck nodded. These truck drivers are elderly adventurers who retired. Although they have retired, they also have a large amount of gold coins in their hands to support their retirement. Brother still wants to do a little bit of work, earn a little extra money, and enrich his life.

After all, how to say, adventurers, can't settle down at any time.

As for the caravan bodyguards, they are all strong ogres bought in the trade market, with slaves and freemen.

According to the international law stipulated by the Dark Empire, slaves of any race will be automatically converted into legal and free people after ten years of service. Their employers must pay their salaries on time and must guarantee their normal rights.

So these ogres scattered all over the world asking for life, even if they were caught and then became slaves, then they were too lazy to resist.

Oops, after all, there are food and drink, and after ten years, there is still money to take, which can be countless times better than living in the tribes that nest in their wild mountains and wild mountains.

The truck driving along the road stopped slowly, and the checkpoint of the Shadow Fortress Gate arrived.

The members of the caravan got out of the car one after another, and the big cigarette addiction was a cheap cigarette from Dun Morogh or the wild west, waiting for their boss to deliver the customs clearance documents.

To be honest, their group of people from the Storm Kingdom is still very uncomprehensible and disdainful of the various sizes and regulations of Lordaeron.

These stubborn northerners, they must adhere to the old aristocratic traditions that have long been outdated for a whole period, countless rules, etiquette and ways of speaking.

Are you tired?

Lordaeron's prosecutor here is a royal soldier wearing heavy silver-white crystal power armor. The exquisite armor is carved with exquisite Lordaeron-style reliefs, and a face is carved on the side of the shoulder armor. , On the other side is a winged eagle pattern.

They are high-ranking soldiers of the Scarlet Warfare, and their predecessors are the Scarlet Vanguard that have been included in the Lordaeron army system.

Their chief justice, Bridget Abidis, is now the backbone of the main battle hawks in Lordaeron's high-level.

The hawks have been constantly proposing to Her Majesty Queen Kalia to abolish the title of the Northern Alliance. They do not want to call a similar name to the rude gangsters of the Southern Storm Kingdom.

Now Queen Kalia is considering whether to change the title of the Northern Alliance to the court of war.

The nobles, big and small, all expressed their support, because Queen Kalia was promoted again by Dawn Lord Sarodhar some time ago.

If Fort Torrent is willing to incorporate Lordaeron, then Kalia, the appointed long-term Knight of Dawn plus Queen Lordaeron, can call herself the Great Queen of the North.

Lordaeron can also be formally renamed as the King of War before entering the age of the universe, representing the interests of the entire northern continent.

Adherence to the old noble traditions also created a unique new era style for Lordaeron.

Their urban architecture, the appearance of soldiers and various troop numbers are all derived from the retro style of the previous era.

The capital city of Lordaeron still maintains the style of the orc wars. Even every household has used various high-tech products of the new era, but they are still accustomed to listening to the bells and bells of the palace tower. They still like to use expensive candles to show their heritage and traditions.

The army is also very strange to outsiders. Lordaeron ’s army is like a mix of cold weapons in the Middle Ages and hot weapons in the new era.

To give a very simple example, their standard energy rifle has to engrave decorative patterns and small reliefs of cold weapons such as long swords. Although their armor is also the most advanced crystal power armor, it still needs to be made into a retro ordinary armor style .

Even large spiders walking on siege tanks, they will build a small tower in the medieval style on top, with a flag of Lordaeron erected at the top, like a moving mini castle.

Their troops at all levels are called war corps, and the commander-in-chief is called the chief judge, not the grand marshal. This group of new-age armor knights is replaced with a power chain saw and a heavy shotgun. The chief judge Behind the battlefield, a military flag of his own group was erected.

All in all, although both the North and the South are human beings, they have embarked on two very different paths.

Compared to Lordaeron's majestic solemnity, the Storm Kingdom is countless times happy.

Their people are full of freedom and unrestrained thoughts. Although they do not feel much background and connotation, their gunpowder and iron technology are varied, and they are all in bloom. With absolute practicality as the core idea, the appearance is placed second.

The tracked tanks of the Storm Kingdom, like their machine gunmen, do not pursue any aesthetics or artistic sense. At most, they print a blue lion head logo on the top, or let the soldiers scribble on it. Put it in Lordaeron, who dares to scribble on the tank, and properly go to the military court.

To be honest, to say who has the most sensitive feelings in all this, it must be a merchant like Ok.

After leaving the southern alliance and entering the northern alliance, the overall style changed abruptly.

There is no black smoke factory or iron canister, no noisy motorcycles or empty rockets.

Even the caravans in the north still use wagons ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ except that these wagons are equipped with crystal energy engines, and the horses also wear special power exoskeletons to increase speed and transportation.

The Inquisitor re-delivered the customs clearance documents to Ok, and paid him a complicated old military salute.

There is nothing in the world. Our Kingdom of Storms is now finished with a salute or a thump, which is as complicated and ink as you did.

"You can move on, walk on the land of Her Majesty the Queen, and keep enough respect."

Ok immediately nodded perfunctoryly, now he just wanted to rush to the capital city of Lordaeron as soon as possible, release all the goods in his hand, and then immediately return to the free world of flowers in the south.

The realm of Lordaeron is so uncomfortable to stay in, too dull, too free to step on horses!

Oh, they seem to be renamed as War Kings Court soon?

Re-seat his own steam truck, which seemed very vulgar to the northerners, spitting smoke, and continued to the north of Tirisfal Glades.