Azeroth Trail of Light

Rushing applause sounded in the hall, Dick smiled at Jaina, then strode across the crowd and onto the podium. He stretched out his hands and pressed it down to signal everyone to be quiet.

Before speaking, Dick glanced at the people sitting in the first row. Well, they are all second-rate or even third-rate people in their respective countries. Except for the representative of Dalaran, they are not angry and hold their heads. Except for Antonidas, other forces did not seem to have much reaction to Silver Hand's request for help.

Dick shook his head slightly, no wonder Uther wanted to push himself to the front desk. He didn't have time to waste this scene together. In his opinion, it was probably a meeting that went through the scene, Uther even went for a second. Zhong didn't want to delay. After Dick took over the presiding responsibility, he took his guards and walked out of the hall. The frontline warfare was about to begin, and there were too many things to be busy with.

"I know no one knows me, so I don't need to introduce myself, let's get to the subject!"

The first words of Dick caused a lot of discussion in the hall. When did these "upper people" from various countries have seen such an opening speech? The short-eared elves of Quel'Thalas even showed contempt.

"The news you have received is true. The King City of Lordaeron and the Tirisfal area have been turned into ruins, and an army of undead forces of up to a million are taking shape. According to my estimation, when they are assembled, the number It is likely to exceed 200. The commander of these enemies of all lives, as you guessed it, is the former prince of Lordaeron, Arthas Menethil."

"Wow..."

Dick’s second sentence directly caused Whitemane and the young commanders who were sitting in the back row to stand up. She was surprised to see Dick, who was uncharacteristically revealing a secret. She now suspects that Dick is Not already crazy.

Equally surprised was the Grand Knight Gavinrad, who represented the Knights of the Silver Hand in the meeting. However, compared to Abidis, this Grand Knight's observational power was much more acute. He noticed the corners of Dick’s mouth. Smile, he was sure that this newly rising paladin had his own plan.

So Gavinrad decided to believe in Dick once, hoping that he could once again perform what he did during the Silver Hand meeting.

Dick looked at the whispering crowd, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he continued.

"Then I invite you all to come over this time to discuss the issue of the offensive facing the undead army. We need support from each country, whether it is to send troops directly or provide supplies."

"Huh!"

A middle-aged nobleman in an old-fashioned tuxedo stood up from his chair. He was polite, and with a hint of arrogance, he said to Dick and the others,

"I think this is Lordaeron's domestic affairs. We Gilneas do not have the need to participate. Of course, I am willing to believe that the Knights of the Silver Hand, as the first-class army in northern Xinjiang, can shoulder the responsibility of defending the people. My business is busy. , Please allow me to retire first!"

The old noble nodded politely towards Dick, then turned around and left with his attendants. This look was extremely rude, and since Gilneas’ ambassador set an example, other ambassadors who were not interested in this war at all. They got up one after another, anyway, Lordaeron's king city and king are already dead, this country is over, and no one will hold them for their rudeness anymore.

But just as the old nobleman was about to walk out of the gate, Dick’s slow voice sounded in the hall again.

"Well, Ambassador Gilneas is right. I also think this is Lordaeron’s internal affairs, so I will suggest that the army of the Holy Light Abbey be firmly defended, and Lordaeron’s Fourth Army will also withdraw to West Darlon Mill. To stop the assembly of the undead, and at the same time we will mobilize all the troops to strictly guard the West Dalungmir area. I believe that with the military power of the silver hand, it can still be done for 2 months."

"Huh!"

If everyone’s gaze at Dick just now was just a surprise, now they’re looking at the madman’s gaze. On such a formal occasion, the "Warrior of the Holy Light" turned out to be threatening. An ambassador, is he crazy?

As we all know, the southern part of Tirisfal is the Silver Pine Forest, which is the dark forest that Dick traversed alone, and outside the Silver Pine Forest is the territory of Gilneas. The mysterious silver pine forest can block large-scale troops. But it definitely can't stop the undead from advancing, their number advantage is too obvious.

Once the Silver Hand defended the West Dalungmir area, the undead who couldn't make an inch would inevitably change the target. At that time, Gilneas, who was originally far away from the battlefield, would suffer innocent disaster.

The footsteps of the old nobleman also stopped, he turned his head to look at Dick, his eyes were full of cold, like an old wolf king.

"You... are you threatening Gilneas?"

"Yes it is!"

Dick nodded, the smile on his face narrowed, that face became serious, even stern, his undaunted ambassador looked at each other.

"The silver hand can't stop the undead army, this is not worth ridiculing, because Gilneas can't stop it! If you plan to abandon your allies at this turbulent time, then why should we shoulder the responsibility for the white-eyed wolf? This gentleman? , Lordaeron has no king! We are now a group of refugees, a group of refugees who have lost hope, a group of lone wolves who have lost their homes and have been driven to the dead, want to watch us be killed by hunters, yes, but by the sidelines Friends, also be prepared to be dragged into **** by us, you better pray that we don’t go crazy!"

In the originally noisy meeting place, it became quiet. Jaina looked at her sharp-edged little boyfriend. Her curled eyes were full of joy, and Antonidas, who had been closing her eyes and rested since the beginning of the meeting, also I didn't know when I opened my eyes and looked at Dick with interest.

Contrary to Antonidas, the worry on Gavinrad’s face was gone. He even closed his eyes. From the destruction of Lordaeron until now, Gavinrad has hardly had a good night’s sleep, so he decided to take advantage of it. Take a good rest at this time.

"Uther doesn't know where he found this guy... Well, lone wolf, I like that!"

Dick's gaze swept across the crowd, and the coldness in it was like a sickle. Everyone he saw, those who had stood up and planned to leave, all sat back on their chairs. The old nobleman stood stubbornly at the door, glaring at Dick.

But Dick ignored him at all, and was treated as a lunatic anyway, so Dick didn't care.

Be crazy, as long as you can be crazy to create a future!

"Drip...triggers a large mission, the wheel of history is stopped"

"Explanation: Completely change the ending of the undead natural disaster invasion!"

"Requirement: When the mission is completed, the order in northern Xinjiang will reach over 60%."

"Reward: 2%-7% of world twist"

"Drip...the first ring of the mission, the "king" of the tongue fighting group"

"Only relying on the Knights of the Silver Hand cannot solve the undead natural disasters that have formed. You need help!"

"Note: Bring Gilneas, Alterac, the Wildhammer clan, Dalaran and Quel'Thalas into the battle."

Dick, who was prompted by the task, moved his shoulders and stretched out his hand to loosen the tight bow tie that was tied to his neck. He raised his head, and everyone's eyes fell on him. Dick took a look and closed his eyes. Gavinrad asked suddenly,

"Grand Knight Gavinrad, before I came here today, the Grand Knight Uther promised that I can say everything I want to say freely. I now need a promise, the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the remaining army of the kingdom. , Will my strategy change because of my decision?"

This question was extremely aggressive. Even Gavinrad couldn’t help but glanced at Dick when he heard this question. He felt that this guy is definitely going to do something big today, but he hesitated. At the time, the door of the hall was opened again, and this time Dathrohan, the silent great knight, walked up to the podium with the sword of the Grand Crusader in both hands, and stood straight behind Dick.

Although he didn't say a word, Uther's attitude was already reflected in this action.

"Ha ha…"

Dick licked his dry lips, and a feeling of "history is in my hands" surged in his heart. He looked at the crowd in the audience, took a deep breath, and said loudly,

"Since you can't call the shots, then please come to those who can call the shots. The meeting will be adjourned for one hour. Master Antonidas is here. I believe that one hour is enough for everyone to go back and forth."

"boom!"

Gilneas’ ambassador, the polite old nobleman, slammed his fist on the table, and he gave Dick an angry look.

"You lunatic!"

Dick shrugged, completely ignoring his slander.

Seeing that Dick looks like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, the messengers of other forces are equally angry, but facing the now apparently irrational Knights of the Silver Hand, they dare not take risks and can only beg Master Antonidas Opening the portal, the old mage spoke cheerfully, and waved his hand without saying a word. In just five minutes, all five portals opened outside the hall.

"This Dick knight... an interesting young man."

Antonidas touched his white beard, glanced at Jaina next to him, and said with a smile.

"Anna, contact the Kirin Tor Council and prepare the battle mages. We also have to start defending our territory."

Not to mention the acting ambassadors, as soon as Dick stepped off the podium, he was surrounded by several young knights led by Abidis without a sip of the water.

"You lunatic, what on earth do you want to do? Are you going to ruin the reputation of the entire Knights of the Silver Hand?"

A tall young man grabbed Dick by the collar and almost lifted him up with one hand. Dick raised his brows. This guy had a lot of strength.

"Enough! Colfax! Put him down!"

This little girl, Whitemane, is actually the leader of these young people. This surprised Dick a bit. It seems that the long-legged prosecutor of the future is very attractive, but he hated it in Colfax. After that, Dick stretched out his hand, patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, and looked at Whitemane.

"What's the matter? Miss Whitemane."

Whitemane was itchy with hatred. She found that even though she had been in Stratholme for almost 3 months, she still hadn't seen this guy thoroughly. She lowered her voice and asked,

"You guy, what are you going to do? Do you know that if you offend these northern border countries, even if we survive, we will be boycotted by them! You are betting on the future of the Knights of the Silver Hand! "

Hearing this, Dick's eyes narrowed. If Jaina was here, she must have known that Dick was angry, because Dick would squint his eyes when he was angry.

"I'm overdrawing the future of Silver Hand?"

Dick asked back, "You actually think the Knights of the Silver Hand have a future? What gives you confidence?"