In the courtyard of the mansion at midnight, Tyrion and his former collaborator were having a parting conversation.
Thales, this seriously injured assassin seemed to have been knocked out of all his energy and energy. When he spoke, his whole body was shaking. It was obvious that he was enduring the bursts of pain coming from his body.
pain.
"I know I should make another choice, and any rational person should make another choice, but Tyrion, I refuse...I can't embrace my future with hands stained with the blood of my compatriots.
The child will be born, I have done a lot of things wrong, and I can’t make any more mistakes.”
"kindness."
Tyrion shrugged:
"That's a pity, because for undermining the federal order and participating in a serious conspiracy, you will be sentenced to 15 years in prison, in the most remote place in the world of Draenor, in another world, do you understand? After 15 years, if
You are not dead yet, you will face a second trial, and you only have a one-third chance of being acquitted... You may never see your child again."
Before Tyrion said a word, Thales's body trembled, but until Tyrion finished speaking, Thales didn't answer again.
This attitude surprised the great lord. He had been in contact with Thales before, and he knew that Thales was not a persistent person, so he asked again:
"Can you tell me what made you make such a decision?"
"Emperor Lothar... The Imperial Intelligence Department is not all a bunch of losers. Before the Battle of Whispering Port, they discovered my relationship with you, and they informed Emperor Lothar."
Thales closed his eyes, as if he was giving instructions:
"He knew I was a traitor, he knew the dirty things I had done, but at the last moment of his life, he still chose to believe in me. He told me that I still deserved a second chance on the battlefield.
, before confronting you, he handed over his inheritance to me and asked me to bring it back to the empire... As long as I close my eyes now, I can see the scene where the emperor last entrusted me with it. I can't do it, Tyrion.
, I can no longer betray that great man."
"So you choose to sacrifice yourself?"
Tyrion shook his head noncommittally:
"It's so stupid. A smart person like you is played by him and applauded."
"I have nothing more to say to you, Thales, enjoy your sentence. I will give you one last suggestion. Don't try to escape. No one can survive the cold winter of Frostfire Ridge, and... you can
Write a letter to your wife and children there. For the sake of our happy cooperation before, I will give you this privilege."
"All I ask is that you don't hurt them, Tyrion."
The moment he was escorted back into the darkness by the agents, Thales gritted his teeth and roared like a crazy beast:
"You promised me! Tyrion, don't hurt them!"
"Buzz"
The figures of Thales and the agent disappeared into the darkness. After a long silence, the great lord looked back at the shadow and asked seriously:
"Do you have any plans to hold his wife hostage and force him to submit?"
Shadow wanted to shake her head, but under Tyrion's gaze, she nodded:
"Yes, some of the information Thales has is very important to us. I think..."
"Then do it!"
Tyrion's answer made Shadow raise her head in shock. In her memory, her master never seemed to be a person who would do anything to achieve his goals.
Tyrion reached out and touched Shadow's hair tied behind her head. This intimate gesture made Shadow subconsciously step back, but in the end, she stood still and allowed Tyrion to untie her.
Hair up.
"Bring his wife back safely, this guy is determined to die... If you don't give him a thought, he will probably commit suicide on the day he arrives in Area 13... Look at our opponent, Shadow,
Lothar, haha... What an honorable and upright emperor, he is no worse than us for playing such a small-minded conspiracy."
"But how can I put it... After all, Thales has served the Dark Blade. This is not the ending he deserves. Lothar used his mission to trap him and made Thales willing to die for him. I won't do that.
It's easy for him to succeed... Thales will survive. In the end, he will see clearly the hypocritical nature of the empire he dedicated his life to. He will become a citizen of the Federation and regain his own rights with his wife and son.
Life."
"This is the last game between Lothar and I. Let's see who will win."
Tyrion shook his head, took a step back, looked at the shadow of the long-haired shawl, and nodded:
"It's more pleasing to the eye this way...What? Do you really think I would threaten him with his wife?"
The shadow shook her head and stopped talking. The moment her figure disappeared into the darkness, Tyrion whispered:
"No matter what your name is now, welcome back."
The shadow's body trembled, and she jumped into the shadow as if escaping from this place, leaving only a low nasal voice.
"Um."
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"Everyone has seen the information sent back by the Cold Wind Commando. After the Human Empire ended the westward war, so far, their most active place is in the Borean Tundra of Northrend, and they seem to plan to build there.
Advance to base."
Death Lord Grokush tapped his finger on the southwest corner of the Northrend map on the table. He looked at his colleagues in front of him and said in a deep voice:
"Currently, there is a legion of the Human Empire appearing in the Borean Tundra, as well as a large number of Bronzebeard Dwarves and Draenei. Judging from the locations of the strongholds where they are currently active, the Human Empire seems to be planning to unite with the dwarves.
and the Draenei, completely turning the Borean Tundra into a large province for them. This may be because they took a fancy to the fertile land of the Borean Tundra."
"In short, since this disciplinary war cannot be too big and interferes with the reconstruction of civilization as much as possible, we might as well choose the battlefield here to defeat the vanguard army as a strategic goal and as a counterattack between the Federation and the Dark Blade.
The Human Empire's response to the rescue operation... They captured a big craftsman, so we captured one of their generals and nearly 3,000 soldiers, destroyed several fortresses they had built so far, and brought all their immigrants back to the Federation.
"
The orc death lord touched his chin, a light shining in his eyes:
"Hit them thoroughly!"
"Where are the draenei and Bronzebeard dwarves?"
Yirel, who was sitting next to her, shook her tail. She looked at a few red dots on the map and asked:
"According to their relationship with the human empire, when we take action, they are likely to send troops to help humans..."
"Well, that would be perfect."
Grokush showed a cruel smile:
"Then bring them together and beat them up! This will just create an opportunity for the agents of the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency. They are planning to steal the remaining Atama crystals from the Draenei city. Once Beifeng
When the war in the tundra begins, the draenei cities will inevitably become empty."
"This always sounds a little weird. According to the previous tradition, shouldn't we just rush into the Shining Plains and destroy a city?"
Ruminas crossed her arms and said sarcastically with an ugly expression:
"If someone slaps us, we don't dare to slap him back. Even revenge has to be so secretive. It's really uninteresting."
"Just shut up, Lumi."
Rogelio, who had been silent until now, glared at Luminas fiercely:
"We will talk about your private connection later. Although the boss didn't say anything, do you think he will feel comfortable? What he told you was a small warning. In short, I beg you.
Just settle down for a while and go to the Black Iron District to spend some time with your husband..."
"I just can't swallow this!"
Luminas gritted her teeth, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes:
"You haven't seen with your own eyes how badly my Myra was injured by them. I can't wait to rush to Kalimdor now and kill all those stupid humans! If I am defeated on the battlefield, I have nothing to say.
Say, but using such despicable means...it’s disgusting!”
Seeing that Lumina's emotions were about to explode again, Rogelio hurriedly gave Yirel a wink. The latter stood up, patted Luminas on the back to comfort her, and pulled her half-pull.
Exited the combat command room.
"Without triggering a full-scale war, only Northrend is suitable as a battlefield for conflict."
Saurfang leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes slightly and lowered his voice:
"Actually, I have to say that this disciplinary war is meaningless. Human beings rescued Mekkatorque, which shows that there are loopholes in our own defense line. They just seized this loophole. Judging from the current situation, human beings
It is understandable to adopt this unequal battle mode...Since we have decided to give human beings time to develop, why are we still doing these meaningless things?"
"This is not a fight between children. If you hit me, I have to pay it back... If we really want to retaliate, it will appear that we are too stingy."
"We all understand the truth, Saurfang."
Grokush, who was the host of this war meeting, gave an ugly smile and said meaningfully:
"Not everyone is as impulsive as Luminas, and the boss is not unconcerned... The Borean Tundra is where we must go in the future. Do you understand what I mean? It's not just to launch a disciplinary war.
Station there... You have to know that in addition to humans, draenei and dwarves, there is another kind of guy in the Borean Tundra."
Grokush's half-spoken words made the other death lords who had lost their spirits suddenly become active. Serent flicked his finger on the map. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at the others:
"So, the real target...are those blue dragons?"
"No, no, no, that is the goal in the future."
Grokush waved his hand. He seemed unwilling to talk too much about this issue. He just said briefly:
"The things guarded by the blue dragon are very important to the future federation. I can only say this. In short... In addition to teaching misbehaving children, this war also has an important purpose, which is to collect information from the Borean Tundra.
To obtain terrain information, if possible, we should send out scouts to explore Kaudala Island."
"If this is the case, then it is necessary to add a few more reconnaissance wings in addition to the battle group."
Saurfang rubbed his chin, and the other death lords nodded in agreement. The process of actually starting to plan the war was very smooth. After all, the people sitting here are all serious warmongers. But in
Besides discussing business matters, they would also talk about other things.
"By the way, I heard that the Intelligence Bureau has planned a plan to snatch Mekkatorque back. Do you think this is feasible?"
Serente spread out the tactical map of Kalimdor in front of his eyes with great interest, and he looked at the others:
"Where do you think humans will hide the dwarf?"
"It's hard to say. We don't know much about Kalimdor, and judging from the terrain occupied by humans, there are too many places to hide people."
Rogelio rubbed his forehead and quickly filtered useful information in his mind. Finally, he said:
"But in order to produce the civil engineering that Mekkatorque is good at, there must be a large enough place, just like our black iron area. In addition, the place must also have other industrial resources. Finally, in order to prevent us from
To launch an attack on that industrial area, the place must be sufficiently secretive."
"There is also the transportation problem. Judging from the experience of the Black Railway District, even if the goods are ready, not being able to transport them is still a big problem."
Grokush added:
"Since Mekkatorque can be called a genius engineer, he must know this...Looking at it this way, there is actually not much room for choice for the human empire."
Everyone was silent for a while. Saurfang stretched out his finger and clicked on three areas on the map. The others also nodded slowly, proving that everyone's guesses should be similar.
"But judging from the importance humans attach to Mekkatorque, even if they guess the hiding place, it will probably take a lot of trouble to get the dwarf back."
"Actually, I would say, it's better to let him go. The dwarf is just like a prisoner here. It's better to let him go back to his own place. Maybe he can give us some surprises."
"Okay, enough discussion on this issue."
Finally, the host of the meeting stopped the topic with a wave of his hand:
"That dwarf is a complete pacifist. The Human Empire wants him to design weapons, but I'm afraid he has gone the wrong way... Anyway, let's take a look first! If necessary, it will be nothing more than a large-scale landing operation
...When it comes to fighting, are we, the dead, still afraid of the living?"
"Hahahaha, you're right!"
"The boss must think so too, he likes to play this hard-to-get game."
"Yes, he has such a bad taste."
"I heard that the boss has been doing some special things recently. I also saw him escaping from somewhere with injuries all over his body... To be honest, I have never seen him so embarrassed and mysterious.
Don’t let others know..."
"Hey, don't talk nonsense. The boss might be eavesdropping with his invisible bird... Wait, boss, you... when did you come? We didn't say anything bad about you! We swear!