Azeroth’s Death Track

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On the ground of northern Xinjiang that was finally clearing, young man Barney was sweating "training". He held a heavy training sword in his hands and placed a wooden target in front of him.

The 13-year-old boy was very serious. From time to time he issued a naive war roar, looking at the long sword in his hand to the target in front of him. In his fierce eyes, the target in front of him was like a living demon, like In that heavy rain, he killed his brother's demon.

"Bang, bang"

The low-pitched impact sounds from the training target with the sword chopping made the people coming and going a little curious, and some children who were fed and slapped in the open space also lay beside Barney, watching this big brother practice martial arts.

This should have been a very warm scene, as long as you ignore the words of the undead infantry patrolling around this camp...Yes, this is a prisoner of war camp, to be precise, it is used by the rage warriors on the dark front The rear camp where human civilians are housed. Not only humans live in this camp, there are some dwarves and gnomes who lost their homes during the attack of demons, and a small number of high-elf civilians.

A large part of them are refugees who were taken from near the battlefield when the rage warriors killed the demons, such as the young boy Barney, on the battlefield of the rainstorm, if it was not "hunting" returned Saloufa Lord Lord noticed the sudden appearance of demons. I am afraid that the civilians on that day would be killed by the violent demons.

Today, the land of Northern Xinjiang is already insecure. The frequency of penetration of the Devil Squad is becoming more and more frequent. In addition to the siege of the dark blade, the final struggle of the human empire will soon be a war again.

And like the refugee camp where Barney is located, there are several others in the front line from Gilneas to Arathi Highlands. Under the shelter of the dead, the number of human refugees who have escaped the devastation of the devil is very impressive. After Zhou's liquidation, all the refugee camps have reached a saturated state, and each war group is ready for the next war, but before that, these protected refugees must first be transferred to a safer local.

"Wow wow wow"

Just after eating a lunch that was not rich, but enough to fill the stomach, a sharp whistle sounded in various areas of the camp. Hearing the whistle, the guys who had lived in the refugee camp for more than half a month immediately condition The launch seemed to rush out of his room, and the guys who had just been sent in responded a little slower. They were a little dazed, but quickly rushed to the square of the camp in the silent gaze of the undead infantry.

The crowd was bustling standing in the sun. They were just a group of civilians who had lost their hometowns, so don’t expect how powerful their disciplinary instincts are. After there are many people, this place becomes noisy, but the heavily armed undead infantry around Leave them alone.

And a few minutes later, some humans in eccentric uniforms, escorted by the undead infantry, appeared in various areas of the camp. The presence of these people caused a burst of detailed discussion among the refugees. The small rural people under feudal rule are somewhat foolish. They are not good at expressing opinions publicly, but their eyes are at least not blind.

They can easily distinguish the difference between the undead and the living. These guys in eccentric uniforms escorted by the undead are all genuine human beings, and the light and expression on their faces, the kind of self-confidence and official business His temperament also seems to be a certain sign, telling these refugees that they are all a group of decent people.

Well, maybe it’s the aristocrats in the south.

Barney carrying his training sword and standing beside his compatriots, he stood at the forefront, looking curiously at the brave young woman not far in front of her, she looked like a grown-up, wearing Military uniform-like pleated skirt, wearing a sideways hat, and shoulder badges representing identity.

This girl is very beautiful.

But when her gaze swept over the crowd in front of her, the voices of the whispering discussion converged behind Barney at this moment, because the girl's gaze was very harsh, like the masters who always rode on horses. Them.

"Cough, introduce yourself."

The girl's eyes stayed on Barney, but she quickly raised her eyes and looked at the slightly turbulent crowd. She said aloud:

"I am Amber Gilney from the Defias Federal District, the Western Wilderness Guard Corps. In the name of the Western Wilderness People’s Assembly, and the sacred rights granted to me by the Federal Supreme Council, I hereby declare to you that you will be Within 7 days, it is allowed to travel to the western wilderness of the Defias Federal District and will be granted new land, work, and temporary citizenship rights in accordance with personal registration information."

This is a very official official declaration. For the refugees who don’t know the big characters in front of them, it’s like a divine book. Looking at their dull and blank eyes, the young Gilney staff felt embarrassed, but fortunately, this refugee camp The person in charge of the section explained the refugees in easy-to-understand words.

"Listen, you idiots! The masters of South Xinjiang have shown kindness to you to allocate new land to cultivate in South Xinjiang, and the craftsmen will identify themselves when they register, and they can be arranged to help in the workshops of South Xinjiang. As long as you live there for 3 years, the land you cultivated will belong to you, and no one can take it away."

This speech immediately made the refugees feel like a huge wave. They talked with each other, many people felt incredible, but more people did not want to leave their homes where they lived for more than ten years or even a lifetime. But no one was stupid enough to jump out of opposition at this time, because the indifferent undead infantry around them were watching them.

With only one command, these unemotional undead will step forward and beat them up.

But the emotions of the person are uncontrollable. Soon, the first person started to cry. It was a peasant woman who lost her husband when the demon invaded. She sobbed silently with her two children. This sad Feelings quickly spread to other people, just a few minutes, the atmosphere of the scene became sad, but also filled with an outdated sorrow.

This scene made Ambo Gilney's staff very depressed. She was the first batch of young officials who graduated from the Stormwind College 4 months ago. Then she returned to her hometown to work, and was assigned to the large project of immigration and migration in southern Xinjiang. Compared with those experienced colleagues, in the face of this situation, she did not know what to do.

"Here's going to war soon."

A low voice rang behind the crowd, which made many people who were sobbing silently couldn't help but look back, and then saw Lord Sarufar wearing armor wandering around, seeing this tall orc death lord, let Many people took a step back subconsciously, but Barney kid didn't. He stared at Saurfang, clenched his fists tightly, and seemed a little excited.

"Have you heard? You, I said, here, your hometown, is going to fight... The devil is just a trivial part of this war, we are here to defeat the supreme emperor and his heart Legion, this will be a brutal war. If you want to stay, it’s fine, I welcome it. I will put you in my legion and send it to the front to be a cannon fodder."

"If you don't want to participate in this war, you can honestly follow Gilney's staff back to southern Xinjiang, maybe after the war, you can still come back! Now... those who are willing to stay, take a step forward!"

No one is going forward, no one is stupid, civilians are only dependent on their hometown, but if they are allowed to choose the same in their hometown and war, they will never choose the latter, not to mention, this is still the undead fighting with the noble lords, if they If you stay, you will be put into the army of the undead... who will stay?

no one!

"Huh? No one?"

Saurfang's cold eyes swept through the crowd. After a moment, he snorted a bit disdainfully, then pointed to the tent just set up in front of the camp:

"Then go and register there! This afternoon, the first federal fleet will come to pick you up!"

Under the command of Saurfang, the silent Necromancers held their arms while maintaining order, while letting those cowering refugees register information, and watching things get on track, Saurfang shook his head. , Turn around and leave.

"Lord Saurfang, thank you for your help."

The staff of Amber chased nervously and expressed his gratitude to Saurfang. The Lord of the Orc Death looked at the young girl in front of him. He said in a deep voice:

"A little bit stronger, little girl, you represent the majesty of the entire Federation sheltered by the dark blade, and you are not facing the talkative farmers in the western wilderness. None of these refugees can write their own names. By the time they don’t understand your official rhetoric... and don’t treat this as the land of the Federation, children, this is the enemy-occupied area, you better not stay here for too long."

"Yes, Mr. Lord, I know."

Amber’s staff face was full of shame and blush, and Saurfang ignored the embarrassment of the little girl. He took his guard and walked straight to the exit of the camp. At the moment of the final battle against the empire, he was Very busy.

But just a few steps away, Saurfang saw another roadblocker in front of him, a teenager, carrying a wooden sword.

"Your name is Saurfang?"

Barney was a little nervous. He tried to cheer himself up and said aloud:

"Sir, please let me join your army and kill those demons!"

"Ok?"

Saurfang froze for a moment. He reached out to stop the knight who wanted to drive the boy. He looked at him. Within seconds, the death lord suddenly realized:

"You are the kid of the dead brother... I remember you. You have the courage to cut off the neck of a demon with your own hands. When you grow up, you may become a qualified soldier."

"But now, I refuse!"

Boyny's eyes widened, and he couldn't help shouting:

"Why? I have killed a demon. I can kill more. Those monsters killed my brother. That is my last loved one. I want to avenge him! Please, let me join your army. !"

"Your brother's revenge has been reported, you reported it yourself."

Saurfang waved his hands impatiently:

"I will not let a child appear in my army. Now, go to register, forget the painful past, and then go to the western wilderness to live a good life...the dead are not dead yet, and it is not the turn of the living to hold a gun On the battlefield!"

The lord of the death rudely rejected the request of the Barney kid. He left the camp in a stride, leaving the young man who had lost his soul, and the Barney boy clenched his training sword in his hand. He lowered his head and didn’t know what to think. Something, a few seconds later, a clear voice rang behind him.

"Yo, still a little man. Speaking, are you really not afraid of demons?"

Barney was startled and turned around, he saw that the Amber staff was looking at him curiously, staying with such a big sister at close range, and making Barney's face blush, he subconsciously retreated Took a step, then lowered his head and said:

"I'm not afraid! I still personally... well, and Mr. Saurfang teamed up to kill a demon, and the demon killed my brother, I hate them!"

"Well... but federal law stipulates that young people under the age of 18 can’t really join the army, so don’t embarrass Lord Saurfang, but if you really want to hunt demons, I heard about the farms in the Western Wilderness The masters jointly funded a small organization called the "Hunting Guild". When you grow up, you may join them and become a mercenary hunting hunter in southern Xinjiang."

Amber Gilney touched her chin. She tilted her head and said to the kid in front of her:

"Of course, you have to pass the elementary exam of the Stormwind College, and few people on our side have used swords, so you have to take another special license to use firearms. In short, I mean, your brother Your revenge has already been reported, and staying here will not help, will you go with us to the western wilderness? Barney, there, you may have a bright future."

"Nanjiang also has demons? Didn't you lie to me? Sister."

"Of course! There are not only demons in Nanjiang, but many things you haven't seen before. Go and register, silly boy."

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