The second half of Dark Portal's fifth year and the first half of its sixth year passed in a state of chaos.
During this year, the orc disaster from the south of the continent not only did not weaken as people imagined, but intensified. After conquering the Kingdom of Stormwind, the orcs who received a huge supply of supplies were not satisfied and continued to move north.
Moving forward, these invaders from another world have no intention of living in peace with humans. Wherever they go, all civilization disappears.
Currently, the orc army has appeared in the wetlands and has begun to attack the only overland passage to northern Xinjiang, the Saldo Bridge built by humans and dwarves. When the new year comes, they will guard the Saldo Bridge.
The human soldiers were living in hell. The orcs launched crazy attacks every day, almost never ending.
But the tragic situation on the front line gave the panicked nobles in the rear some comfort, because as long as the Saldo Bridge did not collapse, it meant that the orcs could not enter the northern Xinjiang, which meant that their current lives could continue.
However, the nobles did not know that those who attacked the Saldo Bridge were only the Bloodring clan of the orc tribe. When the great chief Orgrim led the real orc army to the northern border, everything would be peaceful and peaceful.
Hope will be completely crushed.
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Hillsbrad Foothills, Durnholde Castle.
This is the closest garrison of the Kingdom of Alterac to the frontline battlefield Arathi. His Majesty Aiden Perenold, the current King of Alterac, is a well-known coward. He does not dare to go to the battlefield in person and only dares to hide.
Looking around in the castle on the peak of Alterac, such a king must be as fearful of enemies as a tiger in war.
Together with the soldiers of the entire Alterac Kingdom, they are required to focus on defense on any battlefield, which is made a joke by other countries.
A real battle broke out near Durnholde Castle half a year ago. More than 120 orcs were buried here. It was called the biggest victory in the interior. This battle continued to increase the number of soldiers in the castle. So far, there have been
With 1,200 people, the castle tripled in size.
Captain Edras Blackmoore, who is stationed here, also has a prosperous official career because of his participation in King Daelin's war against the orcs. So far, amidst the praise, this iconic figure of the Alterac Kingdom's military has become
He is a major general.
Unfortunately, even though Major General Blackmore was determined to prove himself on the battlefield, his king did not give orders and he could not go to the front line to support him, so he could only stay in the hinterland of the kingdom.
"Hui Hui Hui"
The neighing sound of war horses sounded at the site of the former Elf Prisoner of War Camp. Lieutenant Drake, who led the patrol, was riding on a majestic war horse. He looked at this completely abandoned camp with some nostalgia. He could still remember that half a year ago
That night, he followed His Majesty Dai Lin here and killed many orcs along the way.
That night changed the fate of many people.
Behind him, more than 40 soldiers were paying homage to their comrades who died that night. To be honest, if it were not for patrol, these soldiers recruited from the local area would not be willing to pass by this ruins, because according to rural legends,
That night, more than 100 elves in the entire camp died here. After the war, the ghosts of those elves continued their war.
This is of course nonsense. Lieutenant Drake is an excellent soldier and he does not believe this.
"Okay! Brothers, keep moving forward. In 20 minutes, we will be able to rest!"
The lieutenant waved the riding crop in his hand and scolded the lazy soldiers to move forward. He looked at the forest in the distance with vigilance. There had been traces of orc scouting activities in this area recently, and there were many reports that proved this.
"First team, go to the river to get water!"
After walking for another ten minutes, the lieutenant looked at the sky and finally gave the order to rest. He pointed his riding crop to the river in the distance and shouted loudly: "Don't enter that forest! If there are wild animals there, everyone else should stay where they are."
rest!"
While others were sitting there and starting to eat dry food, the six assigned soldiers carried a lot of water bags and reluctantly walked towards the distant river.
These Alterac soldiers have inherited the country's consistent tradition. They don't want to go to the battlefield. Glory and defense of the country have almost nothing to do with them. They chat with each other and wash themselves with cold river water.
With a straight face, he cursed his boss.
"The weather is so hot, it must be cool in the forest."
A man looked at the forest across the river, a little impatient: "We can just go and rest for five minutes, they won't notice."
The others were hesitant, but seeing that the first person had rolled up his trouser legs, crossed the river, and waved to them from the other side, the others hesitated for a moment, leaving the most honest guy to look at the water bag, and everyone else
Rushed into the forest.
They are young people in their 20s, and they are all in a restless age. Everyone says that orcs are scary, but in the eyes of these middle-aged teenagers, orcs are nothing.
"If you ask me, Lieutenant Drake can kill 10 orcs by himself!"
A young man waved the rusty sword in his hand and slashed the grass around him crazily. He said loudly: "Last time I saw the lieutenant exercising, the muscles in his arms were thicker than my thighs!"
"Nonsense! Lieutenant Drake is the best fighter in the castle!"
Another said: "I also saw him teaching that green kid Thrall how to fight!"
"Thall? He's the orc kid who can speak human language. I even fed him. He was very polite!"
"Yes, that orc kid can still say thank you!"
"Maybe Sal was picked up by the general on the battlefield. Veterans all said that Sal brought good luck to the general. In less than half a year, he was promoted from captain to major general! It's like having wings... Hehe
, what are you running for? Who is chasing you? A wild beast?"
"Run! Behind! There's a monster behind!"
A shrill shout rang out in the forest. Others turned their heads subconsciously, then screamed in unison, turned around and ran away.
On the hillside in the forest behind them, a black figure riding on a war horse appeared silently. The guy wore a dark long hood and held the horse's reins with a black gauntlet. The war horse did not make any sound.
There was a sound, and he stood there with two scarlet eyes like a monster in a nightmare.
"Haha...Run! Run!"
The black shadow riding on the war horse clearly saw the six escaping figures, but he did not pursue them. Instead, he drew a giant black iron war bow from behind with his backhand, and slowly drew an arrow from the death horse's back.
Two pale bone arrows were taken out of the bag and placed on the bowstring.
"Whizzing"
The two soldiers who were running away frantically had their chests pierced by whistling bone arrows from behind. As flesh and blood flew everywhere, the huge force flew up with their bodies, and they were nailed to the trees in front of them.
This scene made other people's scalp numb. They rushed to the outskirts of the forest screaming, but the next moment, two arrows flew out and nailed the two unlucky guys to the trees.
Only the luckiest guy rushed out of the forest. The moment he felt the sunshine again, he no longer even cursed the scorching heat of the sun. He dragged his wet crotch into the water, ran away frantically towards the other side of the river, and
Never forget to shout to the companions guarding the river:
"Run! George, run! The monster is coming!"
The honest man George who was guarding the other side of the river hadn't figured out what his companion's call meant. The next moment, he saw a black shadow rushing out of the forest as fast as the wind. It was a man wearing a tattered black long hood.
The knight, even under the scorching sun, is still surrounded by an icy aura.
Under the trembling gaze of honest man George, the dark war horse rushed into the river. The moment the horse's hooves touched the river water, the flowing river water was frozen, and the war horse seemed to be galloping on the water. George only saw that
The black knight swung the cold sword in his hand, and the next moment, his companion's head shot up into the sky with blood overflowing.
The splattered blood was pulled by invisible forces in the air, and finally gathered into a blood ball in front of the black knight's eyes. He held it in his hand and threw it into the pocket of the horse's saddle.
"Ah, human blood...so...delicious..."
"bass"
The black knight's sharp sword drew a line of cold light under the scorching sun, and it was pressed from top to bottom in front of the frightened and paralyzed honest man George. The latter huddled on the ground, praying crazily, and was already frightened.
I feel a little confused.
"Lift your head..."
The hoarse devil-like voice rang in George's ears. He swallowed and raised his head with difficulty, only to see a pair of ice-blue eyes and the pale, somewhat familiar face under the hood.
Face.
"Ah! You...I recognize you!"
George raised his finger and pointed at Tyrion on the horse, and he screamed:
"You are the leader of the elves in this camp! I have seen you. You have traded fruits on our farm several times! Your name is... your name is Tyrion! Right! Don't kill me... don't kill
I, I didn’t mean to disturb your peace, it was the lieutenant who insisted on passing through this road! It has nothing to do with me! Let me go! Please, let me go!"
"oh?"
Tyrion tilted his head, and there was no emotion in his ice-blue eyes that exuded cold air. He looked at the young human in front of him and felt that he was no different from other humans. He hesitated for a second, and it seemed that he was
He was thinking, and just when Honest George thought he could escape, the sharp sword that also exuded cold air suddenly slashed down.
Blood...splattered everywhere, and until the moment the head fell to the ground, there was still a touch of illusory hope in his eyes.
Behind him, the silent undead warhorse turned its head and carried Tyrion across the frozen river again and into the forest.
"I'm sorry...but I don't remember anymore..."
Ten minutes later, the livid Lieutenant Drake looked at the six corpses neatly arranged by the river. His eyes passed over the completely wiped out team, and finally stopped at the last headless corpse.
All the blood had been drained from the body, making it look like a terrifying mummy.
Behind him, the timid and superstitious soldiers had huddled together. They were huddled together and whispering. Even the scorching sunlight in the prison could not bring them any warmth. It seemed that in this unknown land,
Those ghosts who have died are really coming back for revenge.
"Shut up! Shut up! Don't say anything anymore!"
The lieutenant yelled at the soldiers to stop their annoying whispers, and turned his gaze to the forest by the river. The four bodies were found in the forest, which meant that the murderer was probably hiding in it.
"You! Go to the castle and report Captain Scarlock!"
Lieutenant Drake took off his helmet, revealing his bare scalp. He pointed at the soldiers around him and shouted:
"I now suspect that there are orc scouts in this forest. This corpse is very much the work of those orc warlocks. Please ask the captain to send some more people over. Let's search before the sun goes down!"
The soldiers took the order and left. Several other captains boldly asked:
"Lieutenant, do we really want to go?"
"Must go! You are all locals!"
Lieutenant Drake snorted: "If you don't go, once the orcs rush into the hills, think about what your family will do..."
This sentence made the soldiers stop their useless arguments, and the lieutenant knelt down again. His fingers scratched the severed neck of Honest George. The wound could still be felt under the scorching sun.
A hint of coldness, and the blood is frozen.
This strange situation gave the lieutenant a bad premonition. He raised his head again and looked at the forest. The darkness floating in the forest had an ominous atmosphere.
What we have to face this time may not only be the orc scouts... but there may also be something even more terrifying.
