Azeroth Trail of Light

Qingfeng Village is a common village in Quel'Thalas, but now it has become a large military camp. Rangers and wizards are repairing their camps. Teams of elite rangers have received the task. Scattered from here to the entire ghost land, sending a steady stream of intelligence back to the base camp.

Dick was standing outside the gorgeous big tent decorated with the emblem of the flaming phoenix. He didn't understand why Sylvanas, who had never been in contact before, suddenly conscripted himself, but he walked all the way from the edge of the ghost land. Already understood how fast Alsace was marching.

In just one night, all seventeen cemeteries in the entire Ghostlands were dug up. Under the command of the death knight and the cursed mage, the fragile army of walking corpses broke through three of the ranger troops overnight. According to the stronghold, all 140 rangers and wizards died. This speed of attack has already alarmed Silvermoon City.

Sylvanas did not expect that just one night after the encounter, the situation would be so bad that the situation in the Ghost Land is rapidly deteriorating, and now, this burden has fallen on her shoulders. on.

"Mr. Paladin, the general is waiting for you, please come with me!"

Dick, who came from Ghostlands, waited for less than ten minutes. A ranger with a longbow came to him. Dick tied his horse and followed the expressionless ranger into the big tent. In the process, I saw a seductive body standing not far away.

Sylvanas probably didn’t know what effect her outfit would have on Dick. To be honest, she didn’t care, but Dick could feel that her breathing became heavy at this moment. The energy of the holy light flows through the body to calm him down.

It really deserves to be the king of the banshee in the future!

"You are Dick Don? Lordaeron's Knight Commander?"

Sylvanas turned her head, she looked up and down at Dick, who was also observing the queen who had left a big name in history. To be honest, when this recognizable face appeared on Dick In the eyes, the temptation and surprise disappeared in an instant.

Dick had seen this face hundreds of times, and even though it was the first time I saw her in reality, Dick's heart was no longer fluctuating.

"Yes, General Sylvanas, I am the commander of the Stratholme battle group, high-ranking knight Dick Don!"

Dick put his fist on his chest and patted without being humble. This indifferent attitude made Sylvanas who had been observing him a little surprised. This was the first time she saw that she was not attracted by her appearance. Of humans.

But at the moment the war is anxious, and the general has no time to focus on these things. She looked at Dick seriously.

"I heard that you came this time to warn Quel'Thalas? You brought news about the undead?"

Dick shrugged.

"I think that my warning is no longer needed. Arthas used his own actions to prove that his goal is Quel'Thalas! Of course, I know that his real goal is Sunwell's, but I Think, even if I said it, you wouldn’t believe it, would you?"

"of course."

Sylvanas narrowed her eyes and said in a casual tone,

"As long as the defensive rune is still there, no undead will even want to step into Quel'Thalas, but you have also seen that Arthas is invading the Ghostlands, and Quel'Thalas and the high elves will not give up. In any piece of land, this is the first time we have dealt with the undead, so I need an adjutant who is familiar with the situation. You are very suitable!"

"Defensive rune! Defensive rune again!"

Dick shook his head. He didn't know what to say about these stubborn elves. They were superstitious about the power of defensive runes, and they would eventually fail at this point. History has proven this, and Dick didn't want to let him The tragedy repeats itself, but now it seems that Sylvanas is not the sober person.

So he decisively rejected Sylvanas’ solicitation,

"I'm sorry, General Sylvanas, I have more important things to do, no time to waste with you!"

After speaking, Dick was about to turn around and leave, but his words were mistaken for fear by the proud Sylvanas.

"coward!"

Sylvanas’ voice became colder, she looked at Dick who twisted her body,

"In just one night and one morning, three ranger strongholds were breached. 140 Quel'Thalas elves were killed in the attack. They even had no bones, and even their souls were dissipated. I will not allow my compatriots. After suffering such a nightmare, afraid of getting blood, get out of Quel'Thalas. This is not a weak human kingdom! We will not let your fallen princes run wild in our land."

Dick tilted his head, and the frost on his face that was still peaceful.

"You call me a coward? You want to stop Arthas? It's up to you?... You don't know what kind of enemy you are fighting against, stupid and arrogant spirits, you don't know what will happen to you! I won't Participate in a losing war, goodbye!"

Dick shook off the black cloak behind his back and put the helmet on top of his head, but the moment he left the tent, he said to Sylvanas again,

"Anyone who can awaken the undead in seventeen cemeteries in one night, Arthas can't do it at all, so I guess this time he should use a flying unit like a gargoyle. If I were you, I will carefully search every inch of this sky, and your holy water reserves are too small, and the number of priests is not enough..."

"roll!"

He was kindly persuaded and received a bad response. Dick left the big tent without looking back, untied the reins of the horse, and finally glanced at the elven soldiers who had been fully operational, shook his head, and drove him. The war horse rushed in the direction of the ghost land.

Nothing to look good, this army is dead! Just like in history, the proud elves did not know enough about the undead. Not only did they not recruit priests and the few Paladins of Quel'Thalas to join the army, but even the strategic materials such as holy water were quite inadequate.

The two sides launched a large-scale legion war in the ghost land. As a result, as more and more soldiers fell on both sides, the army of the undead would also increase. When the magic power of the mage army was exhausted, they would only be defeated. This way can be taken.

Looking back now, Sylvanas should have died in this battle.

But Dick now has no good feelings about this domineering female elf. When the indifferent queen in the game comes to reality, she is nothing more than an annoying iceberg girl.

But Dick did not deceive Sylvanas. He did have very important things to do. After three hours of galloping, Dick finally returned to Desom in the Ghostlands, but he did not enter the city. Instead, he turned around outside the city, and finally found a temporary camp in the woodland not far from Desom.

That was his only reinforcement in Quel'Thalas, the elven paladins from the Knights of the Silver Hand.

Before Dick entered the territory of Quel'Thalas, he wrote a letter to the Knights of the Silver Hand, including a request for assistance. There are not many elven paladins in the Knights of the Silver Hand, because of the high level. The elves believe in the power of magic, and even priests have few priests, but the current commander of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Dasso Khan, received Dick’s letter, and immediately sent all the elven paladins in active service. Went back.

Dick got off his horse and walked into the jungle. He saw a familiar figure sitting outside the camp, so he shouted.

"Myra!"

"Who?"

The elf paladin Myra-Dawn Blade, who carried the scarlet greatsword, looked back. When he saw Dick, he was obviously relieved. The paladin who inherited the height and face of the elves walked quickly. Stepped forward, and Dick came to a warm hug.

Myra is another disciple of Uther. It is said that he is a high elf orphan. After being adopted by Uther, he has been learning the way of the holy light and is now a high-level knight.

He was also the leader of the Elf Paladins who joined the Knights of the Silver Hand for various reasons. Myra knew that it was Dick who gave his mentor Uther the chance to keep his soul. Therefore, he was also very enthusiastic about Dick. .

After sitting in the camp for a few minutes, the other elf paladins who received the message from Myra also rushed back from outside the camp. There were 37 people in total. Before they set off, they received instructions, Fire of Justice-Di K, will be their interim commander.

"Stop talking nonsense, brothers!"

Dick stood up and said to the paladins who were looking at him,

"I believe you already know that Alsace's **** has reached out to Quel'Thalas. This is your homeland. I believe you are willing to give everything for it! But the Silver Hand is still resisting Luo. The undead of Dan Lun, so we who are alone and helpless can only rely on ourselves!"

"We can actually unite with Silvermoon City. King Anastrian is a wise mage. He..."

Myra looked in Quel'Thalas' direction and suggested to Dick, but was interrupted by Dick, who looked at Myra seriously.

"My brother, I have tried it, but your ranger-general, Sylvanas Windrunner, is stubborn. She wants to take the ranger troops and start a large war with the undead in the land of ghosts. She doesn't even want to Let me stay in Quel'Thalas!"

"Is the Windrunner crazy?!"

A young elf paladin shouted excitedly,

"Ordinary wars can't deal with large-scale undead at all. They can only become Alsace's source of troops! Only large-scale attacks of holy light and holy water can suppress them!"

"Yes! Byrne, you are right! I suggest that they recruit pastors and prepare holy water, but it seems that General Sylvanas is unwilling to take my suggestion..."

Dick shrugged, but before he could finish his words, the triggering voice of the mission rang in his mind.

"Di...trigger the task and die another day!"

"Alsace's goal is the Sunwell. Before reaching this goal, he will not stop the pace of killing, but maybe we can try to delay and delay his destruction."

"Explanation: Try to save Sylvanas Windrunner. Note: This task is the second node of the large-scale task-the wheel of history. It cannot be given up or rejected. After failure, it will be judged that the large-scale task has failed!"

"Fur..."

Dick took a deep breath. He clenched his fists and then relaxed again. He looked at the Paladins in front of him. He couldn't say what he had prepared. After a few seconds, Dick was expressionless. Speak again.

"Brothers, I know this is difficult for us to do, but whether out of personal enmity or public outrage, I can't sit back and watch Quel'Thalas encounter the same fate as Lordaeron, so brothers...let us Take action, go to Desom to recruit priests and soldiers who are willing to join us, prepare holy water, and we will also participate in the war, at least...at least to save Sylvanas, only she can change the decision of the Sunstrider at this time!"

After Dick finished speaking, he scanned the eyes of all the elven paladins again.

"This task is very difficult. I don't even have the slightest certainty, so I won't force you to join this desperate journey, but...some things we can't help but do, so...give you ten minutes to think about it, ten minutes later , Is when we join this war!"

After Dick finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the camp. Ten minutes later, when Dick came back, 37 people, many of them stood opposite him, Myra-Dawn Blade stood across from him, looking at Dick’s smile, Myra pulled out the one behind him. arms.

"Masters, draw your sword! For Quel'Thalas!"