Azeroth Trail of Light

The frozen seas of Azeroth are mainly concentrated in the north. Under this cold sky, except for a few fixed waterways, the rest of the sea is frozen all year round.

The navy of Kul Tiras will dispatch icebreakers to help ships from the civilized world pass here, but the best choice for captains is to take the mature commercial routes that have been developed in the past year, which can save part of the payment to The cost of an icebreaker, and commercial routes are safer than inhospitable ones.

But there are always exceptions.

There are always some ships with special missions, or ships that transport secret materials, and they cannot take commercial routes, in order to cover people’s eyes and ears, or for safety. Ships, sailing on thick ice.

Flags! Tell the ships of Kul Tiras to speed up!

Marshal Windsor was wearing a heavy military uniform, but it still couldn't stop the bitter cold wind on the deck. He had to put on a plush cloak outside. His white hair fluttered in the wind, accompanied by snowflakes falling from the sky , the old marshal's eyebrows were covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

But his eyes are still firm, like a piece of iron that has been tempered by time, and it still exudes a cold taste.

The soldier behind him received the order and immediately climbed onto the bridge of the battleship wearing gloves. After a while, the green and red semaphore was passed between the two ships.

The old marshal took out his pocket watch from his pocket, and the moment he opened the case of Sen Leng, the glass inlaid in it shattered with a click, which made Marshal Windsor froze for a moment, then shook his head, and turned the surface The badly worn old pocket watch was in his pocket, a gift from Marshal Lothar.

The meaning it bears has already surpassed the pocket watch itself.

What time is it?

The old marshal didn't look back, his head shifted slightly, followed behind him, Mr. Bud Nedlake, who was shivering like a shivering monkey, took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, and shook his head. the voice answered,

It's 7 o'clock, 7 o'clock at night, look at the weather, hell!

Since Mr. Bard accompanied the little prince to the Broken Isles last time, his instinctive danger prediction made him miraculously avoid the tide raised by Hela, and he also found a valuable cultural relic on an island. This black market cultural relic dealer It may be that he has made up his mind to embrace the thigh of the Storm Kingdom, so he is willing to wait for the little prince in the Storm Bay.

His persistence paid off. Under Dick's instruction, the little prince gave him a letter of recommendation, recommending him to the Admiralty of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and became a glorious Second Lieutenant of the Kingdom. In fact, he donated most of the wealth that his family had inherited for several generations to the Storm Royal Family, which is currently in a bad financial situation.

In fact, if it wasn't for Anduin's letter of recommendation, even if Bard gave everything he had, it would be impossible for Bard to join the noble class of the kingdom. From this point of view, Bard and his treasure hunter The group was lucky.

However, Bud hadn't enjoyed the life of an officer for a few days, and he was transferred to this secret ship by a transfer order. There were only four big words Secret Operations on the transfer order. This is the reason why Mr. Bud in military uniform appeared here. .

He didn't even know why he got involved in this bloody Northern Expedition.

Marshal Windsor glanced at the former tomb robber beside him. As a veteran, he was not very interested in this kind of character, but as the upper echelon of the kingdom, he heard some rumors. It is said that this guy is very lucky. Well, more than usual good luck.

The old marshal shook his head and threw these thoughts aside. The sailors on the deck were busy cleaning up the snow. Speed ​​up.

I'll take a look below the deck, Second Lieutenant Nedlake, let me know if there's any news!

Windsor waved the marshal's sword in his hand, and Bud hurriedly gave a non-standard military salute, and sent the marshal away. Bud didn't care about what was below the deck. As a former grave robber, he knew more about it than anyone else. Clearly, once he knew the fate of too many secrets that he shouldn't know, and the low roar that came from below the deck from time to time, he had heard it in the barren land.

Bud could guess what it was. He wouldn't want to have anything to do with it.

The fully armed royal guards opened the hatch leading to the lower deck for Windsor. The old marshal stepped into the dark cabin, and the temperature immediately heated up. It was not because the room was isolated from the cold, but because of the temperature here. Just higher than normal temperature.

On the wall of the deck, there are magic lines drawn by the mages, and the light in the darkness shows the status of those magic lines, which are activated.

Walking into the quiet cabin, Windsor did not look left and right. He knew that there were a huge number of MI7 assassins hidden in the darkness, and any creature that entered without permission would be absolutely fatal. In the darkness ahead, there was a faint light shining. It was not a light, but a light of energy.

Holy light, a touch of holy light floating there, very stable, like the only light in the dark.

How is it? Is the cargo still safe?

Windsor glanced at the huge black iron cage next to the Holy Light, which almost occupied the entire bottom of the deck. His eyes were extraordinary indifference, and the huge monster in it was curled up and lying there, as if lost. Life, but occasional activity, also shows that it is still alive.

Facing Wen De Sole's question, the young priest with a cane in front of him, wearing a coarse robe, and eyes closed nodded, and said in a very gentle voice,

Everything is normal, more than 20 sleeping magic circles are activated at the same time, even... it can't resist, it will remain stable until it reaches the destination, but

Um?

The doubts of the young pastor made Windsor turn his head. He looked at the polite junior in front of him, looked left and right, lowered his voice,

Tell me, boy, what do you want to ask?

Uncle Windsor, I want to ask, is it really necessary to set up such an opponent in a trial?

The young priest's face was full of doubts, but his eyes were kept tightly closed and never opened.

The old marshal hesitated for a moment, he pursed his lips,

Baron, you are a good boy, and your uncle Dejerik was also my former comrade-in-arms, so before answering this question, I have to tell you in advance, if you know the answer, you have to join it, in fact , I think you should also join it. An outstanding young man like you should make some contributions to the civilized world, and your family is thin, so you should also take on the responsibility of the family instead of becoming an ordinary Priest, that would be a waste of your talent.

Hearing this, the young man trembled in the holy light that had been maintained in his hand, but in the end, he still couldn't hold back his inner curiosity,

Tell me, Uncle Windsor.

good!

The old marshal waved his hand. The assassin's beating voice in the darkness was low, but it was real. After a few seconds, there was only a breathing sound in the darkness. That was Xiao Er, the leader of SI:7, a person he could trust.

The marshal said, The transfer order you got, there will be a big battle and a decisive battle in Dragonbone Wilderness, right?

Um

The young man nodded, and the old marshal smiled, That's not a decisive battle, it's just a target to attract Alsace, we need to prepare two sharpest knives, and when he has no time to take care of it, stab him in the heart from behind, bar Long, you will become the sword representing the Stormwind Kingdom, do you still think these trials are useless?

Baron didn't answer, but it could be seen from his expression that the young man accepted the statement.

If it is such a mission, then there is nothing wrong with using it.

No!

The old marshal patted the young pastor on the shoulder and said in a low voice,

This trial is not as simple as you think. There are at least 3 more like it! You have to pass 4 tests. It is said that those who pass will get unimaginable rewards. Before I leave Stormwind City , Your Majesty told me that in this game, we must publicize the demeanor and strength of the kingdom, because it seems to involve the distribution of colonies after the war. In short, Baron, after you arrive in Northrend, you should immediately Go to your uncle, he will arrange everything for you.

Um

Baron Dejerik nodded. Just as he was about to speak, the whole ship suddenly tilted and shook violently, as if the entire frozen sea suddenly burst open. Baron's body shook and he was about to fall When the ground was on the ground, Xiao Er, who flashed out of the darkness, supported his body. The young man did not say thank you, but struggled, and pressed his hands on the platform in front of him.

The next moment, the drowsy formations in the entire cabin were activated at the same time, and the giant black beast that was about to wake up from the violent shaking fell into a drowsy sleep again.

After finishing all this, the young man touched the sweat on the top of his head, his eyes were still closed, and he asked in a low voice,

What happened just now?

Shaw shook his head, but Marshal Windsor had already rushed out of the cabin with his marshal sword. He was entangled in blood-red anger all the time, but when he rushed to the deck, the panic-stricken Baba De immediately ran out from the nearby hiding place and shouted to the marshal,

Mr. Windsor, the ships of Kul Tiras! They sank! Just now!

The old marshal could no longer hear Bud's crying voice. He stood on the deck, and the sea that was frozen like a thick layer of ice in front of him had been completely cracked by the shock at the moment just now, as if broken. Like a piece of glass, from the edge of Windsor's vision, he could see a wave of rising tide pushing the crushed ice and rushing towards the ship. The tide of crushed ice surged.

The icebreaker of Kul Tiras should be the victim of this wave of shattered ice. Under the cold air, the steel has also become very fragile, and it is impossible to resist such a force of heaven and earth.

The huge icebreaker has been split from the middle, and the Kul Tiras sailors are rushing to save themselves. Windsor can no longer care about them. He raised a hand and shouted loudly,

Get ready to hit! Hold on tight!

Balon! Melt them for me!

Accompanied by the roar of the old marshal, the next moment, a brilliant scorching holy light descended from the sky, precisely covering the outside of the ship, and then expanded rapidly outward, and the ice layer that touched it immediately melted, and two waves of ice shattered on the left and right. The moment the tide collided, all the threatening broken ice melted, leaving only two waves of tide hitting the ship.

The violent vibration caused several unlucky people who lost their grip to scream and fell into the sea below, but fortunately, they finally survived.

What the hell is going on here?

Shore appeared beside Windsor and asked in a low voice. The old marshal handed him the binoculars in his hand and pointed to the northwest. Shore followed his fingers and his body shook suddenly.

In the dark sky with northwest wind, an icy blue light shot straight into the sky, like an ice storm, and that direction was very familiar to them, it was the Icecrown Glacier.

The snowflakes falling in the air were twice as dense in vain. Feeling the icy wind mixed with strong malice, Windsor's voice seemed a little dry,

He Arthas, the Lich King, has awakened

A new volume has begun, um, the Northern Expedition is about to advance~ Two phases, the first phase lasts until the Battle of Angasa, and the second phase invades Icecrown Glacier~ In addition, there will be several original characters appearing in this volume, It's played by a book friend, and so is Baron Dreyek~ Ask for some support and the subscription is too low to watch.