Azeroth Trail of Light

The battlefield of the expedition plain fell into a weird silence for a while, and everyone's eyes were on this guy who fell from the sky and forced the entire battlefield to a halt with one person.

This tranquility was broken for the first time when the reloaded Griffin Swift Feather, flapping its wings, neighing and falling beside Dick, elegantly tidying up the lion's mane with the beak like an eagle.

The old orc strode forward. The orc warrior next to him wanted to protect him, but was stopped by the old orc. This shaman with black cloth strips over his eyes can watch everything around him with his "heart and eyes", and face this in history. The shaman who had left his own footprints, Dick's expression finally changed for the first time.

"Who are you? Paladin, why did you intervene in the war of the Frostwolf clan?"

Drek'Thar’s voice is not strong, just like his weak body, but the elemental power is helping him. In Dick’s perception, when the old shaman approaches him, everything in the world seems to be alive. Come here.

Snow became colder, but the cold wind actively ignored these two people. Looking at this orc who had never met before, Dick felt strangely a touch of affinity, and the way of shamanism was indeed magical.

Even if Drek'tal is very old, he is still an orc. When he was close to Dick, his more than 2 meters high body, although a little hunched, still brought a little pressure to Dick. .

"I am a high-ranking knight of the Silver Hand Knights, the leader of the Stratholme battle group, Dick Tang, with all due respect, your dispute... is meaningless!"

Dick looked back at Fandral Stormpike, who was also approaching him, and said coldly.

"Orcs, just when you were indulged in war, the black hand that once tempted you to fall and killed your world has descended on Dalaran, which is only a mountain away from you. Your elemental power did not tell you. Has the devil's stench covered that plain?"

Drek'tal's expression changed drastically, but Dick no longer paid attention to him. Instead, he set his sights on Fandral Stormpike again. Although Dick was aware of the hidden goodwill of the old dwarf, his The tone did not soften because of this,

"And you, Stormpike dwarves, you just asked me why I wanted to hurt the soldiers of the Alliance, then do you know that Dalaran, who is also on the Alliance side, is being besieged by the undead, and the day of breaking the city is at stake, and your allies are desperate. You need your help, but you have used your precious power in this stupid war!"

After speaking, Dick looked at the old dwarf’s unpleasant expression and added another fire.

"When Lordaeron was destroyed, even the Wildhammer dwarves you drove away helped, but we as allies did not wait for a soldier from Ironforge. This is your attitude towards your allies. ?"

"..."

Fandral wanted to refute, but the old dwarf blushed, but he never said anything. The government of Ironforge was not the one of King Magni, even though he and King Magni agreed to send some patrols at the time. People went to Lordaeron, but the Presbyterian Church rejected this proposal. He was just a martial artist, and he couldn't help it.

After successfully suppressing both sides, Dick breathed a sigh of relief. His purpose was not to humiliate the Frostwolf Orcs or Stormpike Dwarves. He had to use the power of these two forces. Now the first step has been completed.

Dick knew that he was not the kind of hero who could persuade everyone to pay their respects with just one mouth. He had hardly dealt with similar things, but Dalaran could be caught every minute and every second. Breaking through, he didn't waste so much time on mediating the contradiction between the two parties.

So a few minutes later, Dick took back the holy flame burning on the fire of justice, and took back the holy energy outside the body, calmly said to Drektal and Fandral-Stormpike,

"This is the end of the war. I have very important things to tell both of you. If the name of the Silver Hand can still be trusted by you, please temporarily suspend the troops. After listening to me, you can choose to continue fighting. , Still use your strength to do something meaningful."

"Of course, before that, you can also use your own way to see if I lie to you!"

The old orc did not speak. Obviously, he was unwilling to take the initiative to surrender in front of the Stormpike dwarf. Marshal Fandral took a deep breath. The old dwarf touched his beautiful beard and said in a deep voice.

"Let's stop here today, Orcs, let's constrain our wounded soldiers first. Three hours later, in...well, at the Stonefurnace Outpost, I will be there waiting for you, do you dare to come?"

This provocative meaning was simply rushing towards his face, but the old orc did not sneer, but snorted coldly.

"The orcs are never afraid of challenges! Wait for me there, dwarf, I will be there on time."

After speaking, the old orc turned his attention to Dick again. He looked at Dick with his "heart and eye", waved his hand, and the orcs who could stand up began to rescue the fainted and injured comrades, dwarves. Is doing the same thing.

When Dick landed, he deliberately chose the place where Balinda and Galfan fought. There were few other soldiers there, and this simplified version of the "Blinding Light" did not cause any casualties to other soldiers, except for a few. A hapless guy accidentally injured himself when he closed his eyes and hacked.

After greeted the army chaplains to take the seriously injured Captain Barinda back, Fandral Stormpike took the initiative to extend an invitation to Dick.

"Young man, come with me. There is still a little way from the stone furnace outpost here."

Dick, who was helping Xunyu tidy his mane, was shocked when he heard the old dwarf's invitation, but then nodded. He handed Xunyu's reins to the dwarf eagle trainer who drove over and rode on. The armour-clad goat beside Fandral, followed by Fandral, was surrounded by guards, and walked in the direction of the stone furnace outpost.

The only thing that remains unchanged in Alterac Valley is the snowy landscape all over the sky. Snowflakes are floating throughout the year. This valley surrounded by mountains, those green pine trees covered with snowflakes, and the clear icy river water, are cold. The sunlight is reflected by the snow, beautiful and pure is like a heaven in the falling snow.

"Look, this place always reminds me of the scenery of Dun Morogh. By the way, have you been to Dun Morogh?"

The dwarf marshal took off his helmet, and his brown hair was neatly combed. He looked back at Dick, who shook his head, and a gentle expression appeared on his indifferent face.

"No, I haven't been there, but I heard Mr. Kurtaz talk about the same snow-covered land, and the brave dwarf brothers in the Knights. They miss their hometown."

Lord Kurtaz, is the liaison of the Knights of the Silver Hand in Ironforge, and one of the knight lords recognized by King Terenas. He is a powerful dwarf paladin who was in danger of fighting in West Dallonemir. , He took hundreds of dwarf paladins from Ironforge and garrisoned at the front line of the Crusader fortress.

When Dick returned from Quel'Thalas, it was this kind dwarf who taught him the martial arts of the Crusaders.

Hearing Dick’s words, Fandral laughed and said in a nostalgic tone,

"Haha, that old Kurtaz, he and I were born in the Coldridge Valley. We grew up in the ice and snow of Anweimar, and we went to hunt the ice trolls through the Bar Mitzvah together, and then we were in the Orc War Li met Lothar and fought with Lothar. After the war, I returned to Ironforge. He went to Lordaeron and hadn’t seen each other for more than ten years. Tell me, Dick, the old man Is it okay?"

Dick nodded.

"Mr. Kurtaz is in great health, and is now a senior commander in the eastern part of the theater of the Silver Hand in West Dalungmir. He has also taught me martial arts."

"Ok..."

Fandral Stormpike was riding on the goat. He was a little silent. After a few minutes, the old dwarf lowered his voice.

"Dick, don’t hold grudges against Ironforge. We soldiers can’t decide many things. King Magni also supports and assists you, but the Presbyterian Church... they always have to think about the whole kingdom. It’s in Lordin. On the eve of the demise of Lun, the gnomes’ city Gnomeregan suffered a catastrophe. All our power was used to aid the gnomes, so..."

"No, the Silver Hand has never blamed you, even Princess Kalia has never said anything to blame."

Dick comforted the sad old dwarf, "What I said just now was just to bring the war to an end. Ironforge is too far from Lordaeron, and we can't always rely on others. This time, Marshal Fandral, this The situation once did not allow us to hesitate any more. Once Dalaran is breached, the troops in Hillsbrad Hills and Arathi Highlands cannot stop the undead from raging. If they go south, they will be the first to stop them. The one on the road is Ironforge."

The old dwarf nodded.

"I know. Actually, when you appeared, I knew why you came. But these things just convinced me, but that’s not enough. There is also that old orc, Dick, that’s not a good-looking character, don’t Look down on him!"

"Well, I know."

Dick gripped the reins of the docile dish-horned goat, and he glanced back at the expedition plain that had been left behind, past it, and heading north, where the Frostwolf clan had been home for almost 20 years.

There are the footprints of Thrall, the great chieftain of the future orcs, the legendary shaman, and one of the absolute protagonists in the next 20 years of history. This is probably the first intersection between Dick and Thrall.

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The dwarves like to live in stone fortresses. Their thousands of years of culture has developed a very good construction technique. In the stone furnace sentry fortress, several large braziers are placed on supports to burn the cold room. The hot, dwarf-style table is filled with fragrant roasts, berries, and clear ale.

This is a meeting, but in the cultural style of the dwarves, all meetings are also part of the banquet, but this banquet is very special because it entertains the enemies of the Stormpike dwarves, and they live together in Altland. The Frostwolf clan in the K Valley, those orcs.

Drektal sits on the left side of the table, Dick sits on the right, and Marshal Fandral sits in the middle. No one wants to eat. In fact, even Galvan who was staring at each other with hatred and Barinda also focused on the war described by Dick.

The charcoal in the brazier will make a banging sound from time to time, but this sound sets off the atmosphere of the entire room and becomes more silent and quiet.

"Dalaran is being besieged by nearly half a million undead!"

The dignified Drektal spoke first, "I just used the power of the elements to observe the battlefield from a distance, which made people dizzy, but the Paladin was right. There are really many traces of demons in it. Thinking of just five years, they have appeared again!"

"Now the space in Dalaran is blocked, and the wizards have no news at all. My thought is that if we can, we should unite. Although there is still no way to break the blockade of the undead, at least we will be in Dalaran. When we break through, we can rescue some wizards!"

Dick took the conversation and stated his thoughts straightforwardly, but when he had just finished speaking, the fierce Captain Barinda snorted coldly.

"I can understand the rescue of the mages, but Dick, I don’t see that those mages need our help. They are so arrogant. In fact, I don’t see the use of these things at all. Dalaran was breached. Only relying on the Stormpike dwarves, we can also defend the entrance to the Hillsbrad Hills. The undead still can't get in!

"No... if things are as simple as you think, it's much easier."

Dick shook his head. He was not angry at Barinda's rebuttal. In fact, he was about to say what was really important.

"Mr. Drek'tal, I heard that you were once a famous wise man in the world of Draenor, and you have personally experienced the destruction of Draenor. Then, have you seen the power of the Great Demon?"