Chapter 25 .Warriors and Shamans
Dick stood on the ice of Frost Castle, looking out to the north of Storm Cliff alone. No ads on mobile phones. It saves the most traffic.
Under the black tumbling sky, he couldn’t see Ulduar, it was too far, but he knew that Ulduar was there, and in that direction, it would definitely be the end of a certain period of his life. .
Everyone has things that must be completed in their lives. The names of those things are called missions. Dick knows that his mission is there, the city of the ancient evil Titan, where everything begins and ends.
He put the pipe in his mouth and grumbled.
“Wisdom is priceless”
“Fur…”
Thick smoke was exhaled from his mouth, and then it was blown away by the cold wind around Frost Castle, and the falling snowflakes swirled around him, which made him look like a statue in the snow, not far away , The eagle scouts of the frost dwarves have set off. They are responsible for daily hunting and reconnaissance tasks. After Muradin’s arrival, the frost dwarves’ life pattern has indeed changed.
They are adapting to this indifferent valley in another form, where the weak cannot survive, and the frost dwarves are doing their best to get rid of the status of the weak.
This is life. When it appears in a certain place, it will not dissipate easily, but will do everything to survive, then live better, and finally transform the surrounding environment.
Dick likes this world not only because it has a more exciting life, but also because of all the various things in this world, whether it is scenery or life.
“I heard your story from Brian and everything you did for the Bronzebeard family, for me and my brother… Dick, Bronzebeard’s friend, thank you.”
A slightly weak voice came from behind, it was Muradin.
Magni had already left Frostcastle earlier to go to the front line of Dragonblight. Under the leadership of the Frost Dwarf, Brian was going to observe the relics left over ten thousand years ago. Dick was also about to leave. He There is not much time to relax.
Sometimes, being valued too much means paying a lot, and being valued by a world means taking on pressure that ordinary people can’t even imagine.
The good news is that Dick is used to it, but the bad news is that Dick may have to bear it for a long time.
“What are your plans?”
The Paladin sat cross-legged on the icy layer of ice, less than half a meter in front of him, on the edge of the Frostcastle Mountain Range, a dizzying cliff that would make people dizzy at first glance.
Muradin chuckled and sat cross-legged beside Dick. He held a small silver flask in his hand. His eyes were somewhat dazed. There were so many things changed in five years, even Lordaeron, a human being. The powerful countries have been destroyed once and rebuilt again. The world has changed so much, Muradin decided that he still needs to wait and see for a while.
But it seems that there is not much time left for him.
Facing Dick’s problem, he took a sip of wine, then closed his eyes and said,
“First go to Alsace for revenge, and then… then back to Ironforge.”
“Don’t care about the frost dwarves here?”
Dick smiled and asked again, “You must know that if you don’t have your deterrence, they will be defeated again by the steel dwarves in less than a year. The rebirth of a race can’t be completed in just five years.”
“Huh… Frankly speaking, I’m a bit at a loss. I don’t belong here. Even if I pretend to be a frost dwarf, I’m still a bronzebeard. There is already a gap in my heart… They won’t leave here.”
Muradin lowered his head, a little frustrated, obviously he had already talked to his “kind”, and it seemed that the result was not very good.
But Dick doesn’t care at all. From his current level, a small race with less than 20,000 people is hardly a problem. He leisurely looks at the blue ancestorsaurus flying in the distant sky, and Taking a puff of the pipe, in the smoke, said to Muradin,
“You saw our war with the Iron Legion, right?”
“Well, it’s cruel. Actually, if it weren’t for your earth spirits to break into the place where we store eagle eggs, our scouts would not show up at all. That’s not a war that Frost Dwarves can participate in. It’s too cruel, I I even felt that it was not a war of mortals in this world at all… it was more like a war between gods.”
Muradin took a sip of wine again, and stared at the snow-fluttering battlefield in the distance. The Frost Dwarf watched all this silently from outside the battlefield. He almost watched the fierce war from the beginning to the current anxiety, although Amnesia, but there is no doubt that his warrior instincts are still there, and he can see how dangerous the battlefield is.
“This is just the beginning… You should have seen a show of fighting beasts. At the beginning, the bullfighter will always provoke the bull’s emotions, make it angry, make it anxious, and wait until it adapts to the abnormal emotions. The ultimate move will come.”
The Paladin patted Muradin on the shoulder.
“Leave here with the frost dwarves, and take them to Dun Morogh. If they don’t want to go, let them watch everything here and wait quietly. This place will soon become hell… The real war is it has started.”
The dwarf warrior was silent for a moment, and he looked at Dick.
“I’m really curious, who are you? Are you really a mortal who didn’t have a name 5 years ago? You shouldn’t have been so unknown when I was traveling in Azeroth.”
The Paladin stood up and smiled mysteriously at Muradin.
“Shhh, this is a secret. By the way, I heard that you are a master forging who is not inferior to His Majesty Magni. I just have something I need your help. You can go to K3 in your spare time. You will be interested in it. ,Trust me!”
Muradin nodded, and when Dick turned to leave, he suddenly thought of something, so he shouted to Dick,
“Don’t go, Dick, I’ll take you to see something. I heard that you are about to fight the Lich King recently. This will definitely help you!”
Dick turned his head and glanced at Muradin curiously, then followed him on the white giant eagle, and flew towards the southwest of Frost Castle under the light and shadow of the gray sky. Within a few minutes, Dick’s eyes opened. Big.
Just below him, under the clouds, there is a valley, which is occupied by the undead. The most important thing is that this valley is almost directly under the Frostcastle Mountains. The most important thing is this The valley is located within the icy walls of Icecrown Glacier!
A natural breakthrough!
The Paladin immediately realized this place he had completely forgotten, and Muradin shouted to Dick,
“Here… This is called Echo Valley by the Frost Dwarfs. It is the area bordered by the Icecrown Glacier, Crystalsong Forest, and Storm Cliffs. There is a path from the Frost Castle to the neighborhood, which was left by the ancestors of the Frost Dwarf. Secret Dao, if you need it, I can open it to you!”
A light flashed in the paladin’s eyes. Muradin’s gift came too timely. “Icebreaker” originally had only two landing ports, and they were both too far away from Icecrown Citadel. Now there is Echo Valley, warriors. You can even rush into the vicinity of Icecrown Citadel within 20 minutes by riding a horse!
It’s a natural and perfect surprise location! With it, the original risky surprise plan, the success rate was immediately much higher.
“You helped us a lot, Muradin, this is simply the best gift, a steel knife that pierced Arthas’s heart!”
“Hahaha, you’re welcome, helping you is helping me, don’t forget, he and I also have an account to settle!”
The laughter of the dwarf warrior and Dick spread far and wide in the wind. This was their luck and also the misfortune of Arthas.
Just as Dick and Muradin waved goodbye, on the other side, an encounter had just begun.
Varian walked in the hall of the Temple of Wyrmrest. He looked at the reliefs on the surrounding walls with a hint of amazement. They were the skillful craftsmen of the dragons, who recorded the stories about the past of this world, most of them In the human world, there is not even a single word spread, that is the epic before the birth of civilization.
Any human being allowed to enter here will be amazed by it.
Anduin followed his father with his shield on his back. He has lived near the Temple of Wyrmrest for half a month. As the representative of the Stormwind Kingdom in this war, the little prince is not really stressed because he Not a specific commander.
The commander-in-chief of the alliance is the Knight Tirion Fording and the Duke of Bourval, as well as General Shandris Feathermoon from the night elves, Marshal Fandral Stormpike from the dwarves, Grand Knight Mograine, etc. The veterans, under their command, the recent battles of the Alliance are going very smoothly. The danger of Aizhu Nerub is rapidly decreasing, especially Dalaran and Karazhan’s wizards have joined forces to block all the Nerubian Kingdoms in Dragonblight. After the export, the coalition forces have not suffered a surprise attack for 5 days.
The forward base Fortagan Fortress was also established near the Tomb of Galakrond, which will be the default battlefield for the Battle of Angatha.
As a king, Varian certainly wouldn’t be so idle to come to watch the history of the dragon. In fact, he also came to the front with the same mindset as King Magni. As a warrior, he had to see both sides with his own eyes. The contrast can be at ease.
But at the end of this battlefield trip, when Varian and Anduin were about to leave the hall of the Temple of Wyrmrest, they met the people they most didn’t want to meet.
Thrall wore that simple suit of armor and walked into the hall from the other side with Overlord Saurfang and the commanders of the tribe, where they happened to have a face-to-face meeting with Varian and Anduin.
The little prince immediately noticed the hand that his father placed on the hilt of his waist, and the change in King Varian’s aura.
“Chief Thrall…it’s been a long time.”
Varian greeted him loudly, but his hand did not move away from the hilt. Thrall was also shocked by the sudden encounter. Saurfang turned to his side, standing without slanting. Going to the center of Varian and Thrall, this veteran soldier is very accurate. If Varian launches a charge, he will definitely stop him.
But the next moment, the orc chief took a deep breath and passed Saurfang’s protection. He looked at Varian with his blue eyes, and replied in a loud voice.
“Good day, King Varian.”
The orc chief also held a weapon in his hand, Doomhammer… the weapon that once defeated Marshal Lothar.
“I heard that your work on building the forward base is not going well…”
Varian looked at Thrall and said calmly, “Should I send soldiers to help?”
Thrall’s eyes narrowed, and he said with a smile, “Don’t bother with the alliance’s warriors. It’s just a few obstacles. The tribe’s warriors will quickly overcome them. In this land, it’s not worth mentioning.”
Anduin felt the stagnation of the atmosphere. He looked up at Baine Bloodhoof who was following Thrall. It was a good friend he met during his travels in the Broken Isles. Baine also seemed a little at a loss. He could only use his eyes. In response to Anduin: The meeting between the two leaders was really an accident!
Garrosh, behind Saurfang, was stunned when he saw Varian. He couldn’t help touching the handle of the Gorehowl behind him. The young orc warrior thought of him countless times. The scene of meeting with Lagosh, but I did not expect that Lagosh’s identity is so amazing!
But none of this affected the confrontation between the two leaders. Varian heard Thrall’s refusal, and he chuckled.
“Then let’s talk about things in other places, about your frequent contact with the remnants of the Blackrock Orcs who are huddled in the Swamp of Sorrows, and those Dragonmaw Orcs who have been beaten by monsters in the Twilight Highlands who have lost their armor and abandoned their armor. Doing something dangerous, Thrall, tell me, are you going to reorganize the old tribe and start a new war?”
The tone became tough in vain, Thrall was not easy to be the next generation, but he did not answer, this time it was the Overlord Safaluer who sneered at him.
“We are not going to start a war. We are just facing a fierce opponent. I have to prepare in advance. For example, MI7’s activities in Stonetalon Mountains and Desolate Lands don’t seem to be the traditional territory of the Kingdom of Stormwind. Your Majesty, I am actually very puzzled, why can’t we stop these boring little moves and fight like a real warrior?”
“Or, are you scared?”
When Safarul said these words, Varian’s eyes immediately became dangerous, and a red spark of anger flashed on Varian’s palm, but soon, Thrall spoke.
“Okay! Forgive Saurfang, King Varian. He is only a fighter, and he can only think about problems from the perspective of a fighter. Why don’t we let go of our hatred and join forces to get through the current stage first? It will only make Arthas happier, no one wants him to be happy, do they?”
“call…”
Varian let out a sigh of relief, and removed his left hand from the hilt. He nodded to Thrall.
“You’re right, Chief Thrall, it’s really not a good time to discuss the hatred of the past. After Alsace’s threat is removed, let’s do a good job of calculating the past. Regarding my father, my kingdom, The grievances with your ancestors, blood and blood, glory and glory.”
Thrall’s complexion changed. Before he could speak, Varian turned his gaze to Saurfang.
“Overlord Safaruul… You know, I am also a fighter, so… I will fight you on the battlefield. Trust me, it won’t be too far.”
After speaking, Varian took Anduin past the commanders of the Horde and walked out of the hall. As he passed by Garrosh, Varian whispered,
“Boy, don’t live up to this weapon!”
“I always remember that vow, but if it’s on the battlefield, I won’t show mercy, Lagos…”
“…No need, meeting me on the battlefield will be the beginning of your nightmare, so don’t die here, boy, I’m still waiting to get Gorehowl back from your hand.”