Dawn of Lordaeron

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After Varian returned to Stormwind City, coupled with Onyxia's secret promotion, it was bound to purge the nobles of Stormwind City.

Under such circumstances, after waiting for the last few years, the reputation of Countess Katrana will naturally disappear in the circle of human nobles. After all, no one will remember a downright noble who no longer has any power.

This is the iron law of aristocratic society. An aristocrat who has no money and power cannot be regarded as an aristocrat at all.

And Onyxia certainly did not dare to violate Arthas. Her every move was under the supervision of the "Lich King", even if she wanted to go to Nefarian for help, and controlled a part of Onyxia. Arthas of the soul can easily stop her.

In the Black Dragon Legion, the only one who can help Onyxia escape the shackles is her unknown father, Deathwing Neltharion.

But whether Nesario will help Onyxia get rid of Alsace, or kill her in a rage, is uncertain, after all, you can't consider the behavior of a lunatic.

But when Onyxia finally thought that he could escape from the terrible guy Alsace temporarily, Arthas stopped her again.

This made the black dragon princess shake all over, she thought that Arthas had changed her mind and wanted to turn herself into material.

"After you go back, stop hooking up with Bovar, that guy is not easy."

"Don't worry! My master, I didn't really have anything to do with Bovar!" Onyxia nodded quickly. After she went back, she dumped Bovar. Now nothing matters.

If Alsace is unhappy, let alone go back to Stormwind City and continue to enjoy a period of luxury life, she is likely to become the material on the experimental platform of the School of Spiritualism.

Seeing Onyxia's departure, Lothar sighed, "That boy Bovar, who was just a stunned green behind me back then, is now so courageous that he dare to get involved with the black dragon? "

Orgrim heard the words and imagined a picture of a black dragon with a hideous face lying on his bed. He immediately felt an agitated spirit, feeling that his understanding of the power of frost had become a little deeper.

"Huh, Bovar, if his daughter finds out, I will see where his face is." Arthas was too lazy to comment on Bovar's actions. This guy is simply the shame of a Paladin. He was caught by a black dragon. Confused and confused.

"Hey, don't you dare to say that you are not tempted by Onyxia in human form?" Lothar laughed strangely.

Arthas glanced at Lothar with a weird look. "It seems that there is indeed something missing in the history books. When I return to Lordaeron, I will ask the historians to study the romantic anecdotes of Sir Lothar when he was young. It's up."

Lothar's face changed and she immediately became serious again, "Ahem, of course I was a decent gentleman when I was young, how can there be romantic anecdotes?"

"It's hard to say, knowing people, knowing the face and not knowing the heart, what if our Grand Duke Lothar was a romantic boy when he was young?" Alsace shrugged, seemingly determined to explore the past.

"Hahaha~ By the way, what did you say we are doing?" Lothar pretended to touch his face, and changed the subject lamely.

Orgrim looked at Lothar with contempt-a man who didn't even want to talk about this. Orgrim would dare to say that when he was young, he was a good boy with infinite beauty in the tribe.

"I pulled Mograine away," Arthas stopped talking about Lothar, his expression turned a little melancholy, "It's time to go to the monastery."

The Great Monastery of Tirisfal, located to the northeast of Lordaeron, is the fief of Mograine, but now, the paladin lord is on his way to Ironforge.

If Mograine is not there, then the risk of being discovered will be much smaller for the next thing to do.

Lothar's expression also became serious. Although some things happened after his sacrifice, during this time, he also learned about various major events that had happened in recent years. He naturally understood why Alsace went to the Great Monastery.

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"Human fleets appeared on our coastline, they landed on the islands and fought with us," Woking explained to Thrall about their tribe.

The Darkspear tribe is a small tribe of trolls. They were severely damaged by the split of the empire during the Gurubashi empire of the trolls, and eventually had to be forced to leave their hometown and live outside.

After the Great Split, the forest where the Darkspear tribe lived became an archipelago, and the small island they were on was named Darkspear Island by themselves.

Although the population is sparsely populated, they themselves lead an uncontested life, as if they have returned to the primitive age of ancient times, so they can be considered relaxed and happy.

However, the intervention of outsiders broke this tranquility. Humans themselves and the trolls have hatred for generations. After they landed on the island, they soon discovered that there are troll natives here, so the two sides launched a fierce struggle. .

Although the Darkspear trolls repelled the small human fleet, their tribe suffered a great loss. To make matters worse, the fish people who originally lived by the sea seemed to be controlled by some kind of evil magic. Start looking for living sacrifices.

The murlocs took advantage of the night to attack the village of the trolls. Many trolls were captured by the murlocs. Vol'jin's father, the old witch doctor Senjin, was one of those trolls.

After settled down with the other people in the village, Woking hurriedly took a few of the strongest warriors to rescue the people who were captured by the murlocs, but the murlocs, who are usually known for their stupidity, would actually set up an ambush and wait Woking arrives.

If Thrall didn't show up in time with the orcs, it's very likely that Vol'jin had also become a captured member.

In fact, Wojin had originally planned to give up. He couldn't bring people to rescue the captured clansmen at all costs. That would only make the situation of the Darkspear tribe worse.

But the appearance of Thrall gave Wo'jin another glimmer of hope that if these strong outsiders helped, they might be able to solve the murlocs and rescue their father.

Thrall also realized that the orcs had just arrived and needed some local allies to help them gain a foothold on the new continent, and the Darkspear tribe that Vol'jin belonged to was obviously a good choice.Starting point Chinese www.qdzw.cc

The Darkspear Troll's strength is not too strong compared to the orcs, but it also makes up for the shortcomings of the orc tribe's current lack of long-range military strength. The current orcs are not controlled by the blood of the devil and are no-brained war machines.

Although the orcs are still brave and good at fighting, Thrall, who has studied human culture for a long time, understands that if you want to ensure that the army has a strong combat effectiveness, you cannot have a single unit.

The orcs suffered a loss in the second war, so they formed an alliance with the trolls led by Zul'jin to make up for each other. Now there is no forest troll in the orcs' team, so Thrall wants to find new allies.

"I will help you save your compatriots, just like I did." Thrall extended an olive branch to Woking, and Woking looked at the shaman with grateful eyes.

The two hit it off, Vol'jin told Thrall a suitable place to camp. After Thrall settled down the remaining tribe, he took a dozen orc warriors with him, and followed Wojin to the murloc's lair.

After approaching the murloc cave under the coastal cliff, Thrall frowned. He said to Woking, "Be careful, the elements tell me that there is an ominous dark magic in this cave."

"Dark magic?"

Woking was taken aback when he heard the words, his expression also became solemn, Thrall's reminder made him also alert, as a shadow hunter, he also began to notice the strangeness of this cave.

"Is this the cause of these murloc riots?"

The darkness that originated from the abyss made Wo'jin feel heavy, and it seemed that an extremely bad thing had happened on the island where they lived, much more serious than he had imagined.

"This kind of dark magic cannot be caused by murlocs. Among them, wise men who can use magic rarely appear." Thrall once lived in Hillsbrad, where there are many murlocs. Some understanding of amphibians.

Woking nodded, and swung the two-headed sword in his hand, "There may be dark creatures beyond our knowledge, please be careful, my friend."

Thrall raised the hammer of destruction and shouted at the orc warriors behind him, "My brothers, are you afraid of the cowards hiding in the dark?"

"Lok-tarOgar (don't beat or die)!!!" The orcs raised their weapons and responded to Thrall with a battle cry.

Thrall smiled at Woking, "The orcs won't be afraid of any challenge."

"If it weren't for this accident, I would be very happy to make friends with you." Wojin sighed, and the Darkspear tribe has been a bit more troubled recently.

"You can wait until your father is rescued. It's not too late." Thrall put his hand on Woking's shoulder, "I am also very happy to fight alongside a warrior like you."

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On the walls of Theramore, Jaina found Varian who was watching the situation outside.

"The Bloodhoof clan has agreed to form an ally with us," Jaina showed to Varian holding a magic contract. "It looks like our diplomacy is fairly successful."

"Really, that's great." Varian slid his sword and looked into the distance. "I can't wait to see what kind of world is outside this damp and dark swamp."

"Of course, we plan to set off early tomorrow morning to assist the bloodhoof clan to complete the migration. According to the intelligence officer of the privy agency, the Mogoulei Grassland is always heading west."

Jaina snapped her finger to shoot an ice-blue beam, and the magical beam went away to the west until it disappeared into the sky.

"This is really a vast land," Varian nodded lightly, "I didn't expect that one day, I could lead my subjects to open up new territories like my ancestors."

"Now you have a chance." Jaina quipped.

"Yes, I have sat on the throne of Stormwind for too long. I hope I haven't forgotten how to fight." Varian's eyes burned with the flames of being a warrior. He is a king and even more so. Life and death are warriors with nothing.

The Wrynn family has called themselves lions for generations, but Varian prefers wolves. He believes that this animal is both cunning and fierce. Like his combat skills, it can both force and pass opponents in frontal combat. Superb skills find the enemy's flaws and kill with one blow.

When there were wars in the Eastern Kingdoms, Varian was still young, and for him, the Grand Duke Lothar, who was also a teacher and friend, would not let him put him in danger, but this does not mean that Varian has no fight. Experience, on the contrary, he meets all the requirements of a powerful fighter.

Jaina could feel Varian's inner desire for battle. The suppressed political atmosphere of Stormwind was simply a torment for a soldier, but as a king, Varian had to settle all this.

In her opinion, asking Varian to lead the Kalimdor expedition to explore this new continent is simply the best choice. Although Jaina’s father is also a great warrior and adventurer, in her eyes, she His father is more or less reckless and stubborn.

On the contrary, it was the younger Varian, who had not lost his vigor and bravery as a young man, but was also quite calm and steady-it seemed that the king had also learned a lot from Arthas.

"I will take away at least half of Theramore's defensive power tomorrow, and Muradin will also be with me. Will this cause any hidden dangers?"

Varian asked another question. Jaina was prepared for this. She signaled that Varian could rest assured of Theramore's defense.

"My father will lead a Kul Tiras fleet to Theramore tomorrow, so don't worry about Theramore's safety."

King of Kul Tiras, Admiral Daelin Proudmoore?

Varian didn't expect that in an ordinary exploration activity, even the navy commander would personally take the initiative, but this also made Varian relieved that Dai Lin would definitely protect his own daughter.

"Very well, then I can rest assured to reason with the centaur who harassed our tauren allies."