At the turn of autumn and winter in the 15th year of Dark Gate, less than a month before the first snow fell, on this ordinary day, the Centaur tribe in Thousand Needles Stone Forest failed, and the human empire's westward expansion war began.
Victory spread like wings to every human gathering in Kalimdor.
Even though the immigrants' lives have just gotten back on track, even though the immigrants have not adapted to the climate of the New World, even though they still miss their homeland, and even though they have not recovered from that terrible defeat, the news of victory always makes people feel...
Joy, for a time, Dustwallow Swamp, Thousand Needles and Shining Plains were all filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Especially at the moment when those centaur prisoners of war, whose will had been defeated, were escorted by savage cowboys with loaded guns and loaded with ammunition, and were added to the pioneer team, everyone made a sound of celebrating victory.
These captives will devote themselves to the pioneering cause of the human empire. They will work for their new masters on the land that once belonged to them until they die. Even their bones will become the future nourishment of this barbaric land.
It's miserable, but no one pays attention to them...Losers are not worthy of attention.
But the human army did not disperse. On the contrary, after the discussions between the kings, the Gilnean army in Thousand Needles changed its direction and began to cross the Shining Plains and approach the Tanaris Desert, where there was the heat of the goblins.
An important trading city of the Sand Consortium, Gadgetzan.
The goal of the human army is very clear. If the Hot Sand Consortium cannot pay enough compensation to the empire, then they will not hesitate to completely break up with the goblins. Anyway, the human empire is now in a state of poverty and has nothing but hard bones. If the goblin consortium can endure Gaki
If Mori and Steamwheedle Port were both destroyed in the war, then the Human Empire wouldn't mind fighting these disgusting guys who secretly support the barbarians until one side falls completely.
The Kul Tiran fleet anchored in Dustwallow Swamp also began to move north to block the goblin port Jingtooth City, which had just been bombed more than a month ago. Obviously, this time the human empire mobilized all its military forces.
They defeated the arrogant barbarians and achieved a difficult victory. This victory inspired their will. Now, they no longer want to bow their heads and live.
A difficult choice was placed before the goblins, and the Steamwheedle Consortium did something wrong after all... Now those green-skinned little men should pay the price.
But no one will sympathize with the Steamwheedle Consortium, not even other goblin consortiums, because the intervention of the Steamwheedle Consortium this time is too stupid... Their gamble was wrong this time, and the loser will ask
Isn’t it natural for the winner to pay tribute to the spoils of war?
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"Brother Kel'Thuzad!"
The great warlock, who was invited to attend the victory reception held by the Church of Holy Light, brought his entourage with him. As soon as he walked into the hall, he was hugged by a beautiful girl. This warm embrace made Kel'Thuzad uncomfortable, but
Under his stiff expression, there was also a hint of nostalgia for the past in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand awkwardly, patted the shoulder of Gianna who was holding him and crying, and said softly:
"Okay, Anna, don't be such a child."
But Jaina did not let go, but hugged Kel'Thuzad tighter.
The two of them are both disciples of the Archmage Antonidas. In the former city of Dalaran, the relationship between the two was not good, but after experiencing so many things, especially after Dalaran was destroyed, they
But they have become "relatives" who depend on each other for life.
Even if Kel'Thuzad was no longer willing to admit it, in his heart, in this scene, his heart, already stained by darkness, was somewhat touched by Jaina's true feelings.
Of course, as the orthodox leader of the most cunning and vicious group of spellcasters in the world, Kel'Thuzad would not show his inner emotions easily, especially emotions that would make him look cowardly.
He patted Jaina on the shoulder very restrainedly and said in a deep voice:
"Anna, I understand your pain, but it has passed. Maybe you are still the same person as before, but I...I am no longer the same person as before."
These words made Jaina's body stiff for a moment, but a few seconds later, the crying Archmage reached out to wipe her tears. She looked at her former senior brother with a smile on her face, and she said softly:
"It doesn't matter, whether it's a mage or a warlock, you're finally back... Senior brother, that's enough."
After saying that, she leaned slightly towards Kel'Thuzad and made a standard mage salute, while Kel'Thuzad re-examined the once naive junior sister in front of him. After not seeing each other for several months, Jaina's temperament simply changed.
Earth-shaking changes, that childish girl has died, replaced by a strong and tenacious soul in this body.
Disasters always cause people to grow quickly in an extremely painful way.
This suddenly gave Kel'Thuzad a strange sense of relief, but this time, he no longer concealed his thoughts. The corners of the great warlock's mouth slightly raised, and he responded with a standard mage salute. Then he took his entourage and strode forward.
Walked into the hall in front of me.
Kel'Thuzad didn't care about all the looks around him, but Kanrisad and the orc Leitson who followed behind him were entering such a high-level cocktail party for the first time in this capacity.
Facing those strange looks, the two warlocks behaved somewhat...uncomfortably.
"Welcome, Master Kel'Thuzad..."
In the middle of the reception, Archbishop Chaldea, who was wearing black robes, expressed a restrained welcome to the arrival of the warlocks on behalf of the Holy Light Church, and the kings also raised their wine glasses towards the great warlocks with different expressions.
Although the formal agreement has not yet been signed, this action already represents the reward for Kel'Thuzad's adventure... The Human Empire is no longer qualified to pick and choose. They need the power of the Warlock, and for this, they must also give it to the Warlock.
deserved status.
But then again, the Church of Holy Light has even accepted shadow priests who have always been regarded as heretics. Warlocks who use demonic power... are nothing more than additions at best.
Isn’t there a saying that is good?
Heretics are always more hateful than heretics...
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"Anna, where have you been?"
Jaina did not stay in the reception hall for too long. She had other important things to do. When she returned to another hall in the White Tower Port, the young kings who had left the reception were waiting for her.
Alsace, who had just recovered from a serious illness and looked a little thin, looked at his girlfriend's face with concern. The obvious tear stains made him a little nervous.
"I just met an... old friend."
Jaina downplayed her encounter with Kel'Thuzad, then turned to look at the dark figure sitting in the hall, she frowned and asked:
"Who is this?"
"Let me answer you, kid."
A low and old voice sounded from behind another door in the hall, and as the door was pushed open, a man wearing a white linen robe, holding a wattle cane, with gray hair all over his head, needed the support of two priests to move forward.
The frail old man walked into the hall.
The moment they saw this aging old man, everyone present, whether they were kings or princesses, stood up and expressed their welcome to him in the most humble manner.
It can be seen from this that the identity of this old man must be extraordinary.
"Your Majesty Fa'ao, you...you should have returned to New Stromgarde."
King Galin stepped forward and personally supported the Pope of the Church of Holy Light, a unique existence in the world of human civilization and faith, who was regarded as the incarnation of Holy Light.
In front of the emperor, all power in the world is meaningless, because with just one word from Faao, the unstable rule of these young kings will be overthrown in an instant.
You have to know that a large part of the reason why Lothar successfully became the emperor of the empire was because His Majesty Faao had always been firmly on his side.
It's a pity that His Majesty Fao is too old. Now he has reached the twilight of his life. According to the nobles' private saying, the next pope may be selected within five years, but Fao
Your Majesty is indeed a person favored by the Holy Light. No one knows when he will step down from his high position. And judging from the current situation, even the most power-hungry nobles do not want to see His Majesty suffer the Holy Light.
The call of light.
At this juncture, the Human Empire has only just established a foothold in Kalimdor. Once Faol passes away, it will inevitably cause the empire's overall will to be dispersed. In other words, the current Holy Light Pope seems to be an extremely important person.
Like a mascot, he must stick to this position until the most dangerous moment has passed.
But even so, no one dares to underestimate this old man who has not been very involved in imperial affairs in recent years, and every time he appears, it will be accompanied by a drastic change. For example, this time, although the Pope only appeared on the battlefield
It took less than 10 minutes, but the fanatical warriors blessed by faith drove the barbarians completely out of the middle of Thousand Needles Stone Forest in just 10 days.
This is definitely a small miracle in the history of human warfare.
"Good children, come to me."
Although Faao was very old, his eyes were still as clear as lakes. He waved the priests who were protecting him to leave, and then, with the support of the kings, he sat on a chair in the center of the hall. The old man said to
The others waved, and the figure who had been staying in the shadow slowly walked up to the Pope.
It was an assassin wearing black leather armor with his face covered. Under the mask, his expression and age could not be seen. He was silent. When the Pope stretched out his hand, he respectfully handed over a brass-colored
The space ring was placed in Faao Mianxia's hand, and then disappeared into the air quietly just like when he came.
"That's the intelligence officer who once served Lothar..."
His Majesty Fa'ao put the ring in front of his eyes, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he said softly:
"That child made a mistake, but the moment Lothar died in battle as a great man, he already knew his mistake, and he had to pay the price for the rest of his life and dedicate everything to the survival of the empire... Children, listen
I said... the dangerous moment has not passed yet. Although the undead gave us time at Lothar's plea, they will not wait forever."
"Our generation can only do so much, so the responsibilities and missions you carry are extremely heavy. Sometimes I wonder if it would be a little too inhumane for you, who are still a little young, to undertake such a heavy mission.
But, fate, this world, does not give us many choices, and it does not give us the time to be fully prepared."
"It will push you to where you should be, but children, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the Light is on our side."
Fao looked at the young king and princesses in front of him and said:
"No matter who among you inherits Lothar's position in the future, you can all trust what he left behind. Of course... I will not interfere with the birth of the second emperor, but I hope that in this difficult period,
At this time, please don’t let that position be stained with blood again...You, children, can you agree to an old man’s request?”
This straightforward question made all the kings in front of them look at each other. Faao's Majesty did not hide anything, putting the most important, but also the most embarrassing problem currently facing the human empire in front of the stage. Facing the old man's
Inquiry, no...not an inquiry. Although His Majesty Fa'ao's tone was kind, the information revealed by these words was actually very tough.
He doesn't want to see the throne stained with blood, this is a warning...
The young kings had different expressions when facing this warning, but unfortunately, they did not have the power to choose.
Seeing the kings nodding one after another, His Majesty Faao raised the brass ring in his hand with satisfaction, and handed it to everyone in front of him:
"I summoned you here to hand over this matter to you. In fact, I came to Thousand Needles Stone Forest just for this matter... You know, I don't like war, haha, but I must
I show up here for that terrible reason, because I have to hand it over to you."
"This...this is the legacy that Lothar left for you."
