The Knights of the Darkblade's development of Auchindoun Necropolis has not always gone smoothly.
As early as when the Dark Portal was closed last time, Tyrion had received news about the attack on Auchindoun. The attackers at that time came from within Auchindoun.
It is the enemy hidden in the Sethekk Hall, one of the four large tombs in the ruins. They lived in it long before the Dark Blade Knights arrived here. That is the arakkoa... To be precise, they are the arakkoa.
Exiles.
The arakkoa are a native species of the world of Draenor. In the ancient times, the arakkoa created an ancient and glorious civilization in this world. It is said that the sky of Draenor is the territory of the ancient arakkoa empire.
However, like most stories, the ancestors were brilliant, but the descendants were incompetent. In the continuous internal fighting, the civilization of the arakkoa also fell into a serious decline, especially 1,200 years ago, the Apexis civilization of the arakkoa and the German
A mysterious monster spread across the land of Llanor. The arakkoa barely won the battle, but the racial infighting and great purge that followed forced them to use destructive power against their compatriots.
As a powerful force swept across the entire Arakkoa Peaks, the land that gave birth to the arakkoa civilization was completely shattered. One third of the arakkoa were sacrificed in this battle, and the backbone of the arakkoa civilization was completely broken.
The mysterious knowledge that exists in the world and has been passed down by the orcs from generation to generation does not introduce much about the past of these children of the sky. Perhaps even the arakkoa themselves have lost the splendid inheritance of the ancient civilization and can only hide in the world shrouded in haze and darkness.
In the ruins of the Arak Peak Forest, with hateful and ignorant eyes, it is hostile to any creature that tries to enter here.
As for the arakkoa who attacked Auchindoun, they were the exiles of the arakkoa. Their bodies were twisted and depraved, like evil monsters walking on the earth, which was disgusting, but that is another story.
"call"
The undead dragon Deathstroke flapped its ominous wings and landed on the battlefield northeast of the rugged Arak Forest. The black broken blade flag of the Dark Blade Knights was floating on the hillside. Tyrion raised his head and could see it.
Many arakkoa descended from the sky and were attacking the death knights' camp.
They are some weird creatures. They have human-like bodies, but their whole bodies are covered with bright feathers. Their feet have sharp claws similar to bird claws, and their arms have four fingers spread apart, holding sharp wing blades in their hands.
Scimitars, but unlike humans, there are wings like wings on both sides of their arms, and bird-like tail feathers behind their backs.
Their heads are the most peculiar, they are completely anthropomorphic bird heads, with sharp beaks, feathers like feathers floating on the back of their heads, and a pair of flexibly movable eyes. The most important thing is that they are all wearing armor.
.Light armor engraved with sun patterns. According to the captured armor, these light armors are made of special metal.
This shows that after experiencing the massacre by the orcs, these arakkoa people hiding in their old places still retain a certain degree of manufacturing ability.
"Deathstroke! Go help!"
Tyrion waved his hand, and the whistling frost formed an ice knife in his hand. He patted the big head of the undead dragon behind him and whispered to it:
"The Dark Portal has been opened. Soon, soon your queen will be free... Go and chase those pesky birds from the sky!"
"As you wish..."
A low and hollow voice sounded in Tyrion's heart. The next moment, the undead dragon, whose body was covered with dark red bones, flapped its wings and rushed into the sky. The moment it appeared on the battlefield, all the arakkoa screamed in panic.
cried out.
This is what Tyrion really hates about the arakkoa. Their screams are completely inconsistent with their gorgeous appearance. They are like screams coming from hell. They are unpleasant, harsh, and unusually noisy.
Death knights, who barely care about outside interference, can't stand this kind of scream.
Although Deathstroke was alone, the oppression he brought was definitely greater than that of the flightless death knights on the ground. The originally aggressive Crow People were like birds that had been carried away from their nests, flapping their wings in all directions.
Flying around, several people were bitten by Deathstroke in panic. The uneven teeth shattered their bodies like razors, with blood and feathers flying in the air. This cruel behavior made the arakkoa escape at a faster speed.
Faster.
"Shoot these damn idiots down!"
A shout sounded in the camp below. The next moment, the death knights who had been harassed by the arakkoa people immediately began to fight back. The dark rangers drew their bows, and sharp bone arrows roared into the sky. The arakkoa people were in the air.
Their flight is quite flexible. Generally speaking, it is difficult for such bone arrows to hit them, but this time it is different. Under the pressure of the undead dragon, the space for the Crow people to move is gradually reduced.
As bone arrows pierced the sky like rain, the arakkoa people were like falling stones, hitting the ground from the sky, and those arakkoa flying at low altitude were killed by the death knight with the death grip.
He was caught and was quickly stabbed during the struggle.
This harassment battle ended five minutes after the undead dragons joined in. In the end, a dozen arakkoa screamed in terror and just flapped their wings and flew into the dark forest in the distance, not even daring to look back.
"Clean the battlefield! Give those who are still alive a stabbing blow! Send the bodies back to Auchindoun!"
Yrel put down the bow and arrow in her hand. In the battle just now, she shot three arrows, but they all failed. She is really not good at this kind of long-range attack weapon. After all, she was a priest when she was alive.
A hunter.
"It seems like you really need to learn archery."
Tyrion's voice sounded behind Yrel, which made Yrel very embarrassed. She always became very nervous when facing Tyrion. This was probably because the two of them came from the same source of death spiritual power.
When she saw Tyrion coming over, Yrel stood up straight and her expression became serious, but the tail that kept wagging behind her represented her inner embarrassment.
"Mr. Tyrion, why are you here?"
Yrel glanced at Tyrion cautiously and asked in a low voice:
"Are you dissatisfied with my work?"
"It's not about being satisfied or dissatisfied. These arakkoa hiding in the Arak Peaks are just like rats. They can't be killed cleanly."
Tyrion looked at the gorgeously dressed arakkoa corpse at his feet. He was the leader of this attack. The robe he wore was obviously more gorgeous than the other arakkoa, and what he held in his hand was not what the arakkoa were best at.
A scimitar, but a twisted claw-like staff.
Tyrion waved his hand, and the golden pendant worn on the chest of the arakkoa was caught in the palm of his hand by the death grip. The death knight looked at the unknown runes on the pendant and said softly:
"This guy seems to be a big shot among the arakkoa?"
"This should be their high priest."
Yrel replied:
"When I was still alive, I heard the old priests in Karabor say that the arakkoa people in the Sky Peak call themselves high-level arakkoa people. They are a system ruled by priests. They yearn for the sky and hate the earth.
Those twisted arakkoa walking on the earth are the exiles."
"The ones who have been trying to attack us are the exiles!"
Yirel frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed in her dark red eyes: "They should be absolutely hostile, but as long as we enter the Arak Peak Forest, we will be attacked by both sides at the same time. It's really frustrating.
Disgusting people!”
"The only thing that can unite enemies is a stronger enemy... This shows that they are afraid of us, which is good."
Tyrion threw the gold pendant in his hand back to the body of the arakkoa priest. He looked back at Yriel, stretched out his fingers, and wiped the blood stains on his death knight's face. This action made Yriel
Your whole body stiffened with tension.
Tyrion may think this action is nothing, but as a rare high-level death knight who retains all his emotions after death, Yrel was thinking about many weird things in her mind, until she was struck by Tyrion's
Sound wakes up.
"Yrel? Yrel!"
"Ah? I'm here!"
Yrel answered hastily. This panicked appearance made Tyrion frown, but he didn't say anything more.
"From now on, I will take over the war command in Arak Peaks. As my deputy, you will report on your recent results."
"yes!"
Yrel calmed down, stood behind Tyrion, and replied in a low voice:
"This time I led the first legion into the Arakkoa Peaks. I originally planned to wipe out the arakkoa forces here in one fell swoop. We have occupied the Terok Valley. Four days ago, we found the fallen arakkoa's lair there.
, killed 300 fallen arakkoa!"
"Three days ago, we burned the ruins of Zek's Crow's Nest. According to the reports from the scouts, this alerted all the fallen arakkoa in Arak. They were gathering towards Ankaraz, with more than 15,000 people. They seemed to plan to use this
A way to fight to the death with us!"
"Yesterday, the vanguard army had opened the road to Styx and Tongtian Peak under the obstruction of high-level arakkoa."
"The former is the stronghold of the fallen arakkoa, and the latter is the stronghold of the high-level arakkoa. Although the high-level arakkoa have not attacked Auchindoun, allowing them to operate here is also a great threat to the Auchindoun necropolis.
, so I decided to eradicate them completely! This is my current plan!”
The tail behind Yrel stopped wagging, which meant that she had truly entered the state of a death knight and became cold and ruthless. A series of slaughtering and burning rewards came out of her mouth, which made this slender and beautiful virtue
Lenny's death knight's temperament also became more chilling.
"Well, that sounds perfect."
Tyrion nodded: "Are there enough manpower? Do we need to mobilize another group of infantry from Auchindoun?"
"No need! Mr. Tyrion."
Yrel snorted, looking at the death knights cleaning the battlefield in front of her with cold eyes, she said in a deep voice:
"The First Chapter has been commanded by me since its establishment. This is also the earliest legion established by the Dark Blade Knights. If a full 2,000 death knights gather together and cannot even eradicate the resistance forces in the Arak Peaks,
It means we have failed in our duty! It means we have failed to live up to your expectations!"
Tyrion felt Yrel's strong confidence, which was good. This temperament made him very satisfied, and behind him, Yrel's report was not over yet.
"Actually, after the four wars, we have only lost less than 50 knights. If it were not for the fact that the arakkoa cannot be recruited as soldiers, our losses would be even lighter. In fact, in my opinion, these fallen arakkoa
The dark magic that we are good at has very little effect on death knights and undead. If our opponents are just fallen arakkoa who cannot fly, we don't even need to dispatch death knights at all. We can kill them all by relying on infantry!"
Speaking of this, Yrel hesitated:
"To sum up, the first legion of the Dark Blade Knights has an overwhelming advantage over the Crow people, but if we talk about the shortcomings...it is that the number of Dark Rangers is too small, which makes it difficult for us to defend against high-level Crows
Human raids, if we can have a full ranger army, how can we allow those high-level arakkoa who can fly around to be so rampant!"
"Ranger..."
Tyrion's eyes changed. As an elite ranger from Quel'Thalas, how could he not know the role of the Ranger Legion.
"It's a pity that Draenor doesn't have a race that specializes in bows and arrows. The number of Draenei hunters and orc hunters is too small, and they are still far behind the real rangers. They don't have what a ranger should have."
Super long sight range and stealth detection capabilities.”
"This is a difficulty that cannot be solved in the short term."
Tyrion's fingers moved:
"But even so, the war in Arak Peaks must be resolved as quickly as possible... The First Legion cannot be trapped here. Let's go, Yrel, let's talk as we walk."
"kindness"
Yrel waved his hand, and soon a death knight took over two death thunder elephants wearing armor. When leaving the battlefield, Yrel, who was sitting on the thunder elephant, seemed to suddenly think of something.
Same, she whispered to Tyrion:
"Mr. Tyrion, in the past few days, regarding the Terok Valley, the arakkoa people have said that their gods live there... Our death knights stationed there also reported that they would feel the pain while sleeping at night.
A dark consciousness is shrouded in that valley, should we be prepared for it?"
"God? Anzu, the crow god?"
Tyrion sneered at this, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes:
"Yes, it does exist, but it never appeared when the orcs killed the arakkoa. If it stops us, it means it thinks that we are easier to deal with than the orcs... If it really thinks so, I don't mind either.
‘Play’ with it.”
"He's just an old demigod who can only survive in the Shadow Realm...don't take it to heart."
