The Eastern Kingdom has been very peaceful recently, with no wars, no conflicts, not even small-scale village fighting.
After the federal government recruited peace officers from various towns and incorporated them into the administrative system, many mercenaries who had previously had force and courage but were outside the federation for various reasons saw in it the idea of "becoming a leader".
In the hope of "good people", these guys who work hard to make money and lick blood at the edge of a knife dress up like dogs and come to the government affairs offices in various regions of the federation in groups, intending to transform themselves into real "public meals"
people.
Of course, the recruitment of police officers from various towns is a complicated task. With the current administrative efficiency of the Federation, it cannot be completed in less than 3 or 4 months. However, the training of the first batch of police officers has already begun at the training ground in Khaz Modan District.
Soon, these former mercenaries will be truly integrated into the federal system and become an important force in maintaining local security.
The security system, which will inevitably become larger and larger, will also be completely separated from the military system. From now on, the federation will have a full-time army available, which on the one hand saves administrative efficiency and on the other hand eliminates the need for mercenaries to lead
It will bring security risks, and finally make citizens in each town feel that the taxes they paid are being used in good ways.
This is something that achieves multiple goals with one stone, and fully embodies the governing thinking of the Federal Supreme Council: "differentiation + assimilation + grassroots control." The implementation process of this decree happened to be seen by the Alsatian couple traveling in the federation.
As for how much they can learn, it's hard to say.
And just as the newlyweds Arthas and Jaina were eating, drinking and having fun together, and were about to approach North County, the great lord Tyrion, who was building a frontline base in the Realm of Death, also received a very "special" message. To be precise,
It was included in an enemy situation report sent by the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau.
The situation collected by the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency throughout the world will be compiled into enemy information reports every half month and sent to Tyrion. Most of them are analysis of the trends of hostile forces.
They are just data, this is a routine system, and the really big news will usually be reported by Shadow himself, or directly observed by Tyrion.
So generally speaking, this thing is not very useful, but this time the big lord saw some interesting things in the enemy situation report.
"Escalation of the Broken Isles War?"
Seeing this title, Tyrion couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He knew that in the past two years, there were a lot of demons who "smuggled" into Azeroth through the world barrier, but most of them were divided into two places.
One is the Shadow Keep in Felwood, and the other is the Broken Islands. The Dread Lords are planning something on the island near the Maelstrom. It is said that they have incited the Vrykul tribe in Storm Bay and caused panic throughout the Broken Islands.
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But so far, the demons seem to have no signs of large-scale war, and they seem to be looking for something.
The high lord opened the scout's report. Of course he knew what the demons were looking for. In fact, he was also waiting for one of these opportunities to come. This report was very brief and full of the style of a war correspondent. The scout said
Several large vrykul tribes who were bewitched by the demons began to march towards the northern part of Stormfjord a few days ago, seemingly planning to cross the snowy mountains and start a war with the tauren in the mountains from the northwest of the fjord to the high mountains.
This news made Tyrion narrow his eyes. He put down the report in his hand and rubbed his forehead. After thinking for a moment, Tyrion disappeared into the Realm of Death, which was as busy as a construction site.
Later that day, the four battle groups serving as garrison missions in various parts of the eastern continent were ordered to organize their armaments and prepare to set off. However, unlike the previous mobilizations on the eve of each large-scale war, this time the mobilization of the battle groups seemed very...
The calmness did not even alarm the Federation.
But the Lords of Death and the Forgotten Kings, who had received the order and were preparing to take action, knew very well that a war was about to begin...and judging from the scale of mobilization, it would definitely be a big war!
But...where is the battlefield? Who is the enemy?
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While the Dark Blade Legion was calmly mobilizing its troops, the native tauren in the High Mountains far away on the Broken Islands had fallen into a sudden desperate situation.
Highmountain is a towering mountain in the center of the Broken Islands near the Great Maelstrom in the center of the Endless Sea. Its average altitude is higher than that of the entire Broken Islands, which was built 10,000 years ago.
It was "pushed" into the endless sea in the big explosion. It is an almost isolated island and seriously deviates from the normal route.
In the past thousands of years, except for some explorers, pirates and the fleet of Kul Tiras, few people have visited this very wild and primitive land. Even on the two continents, there are very few people.
Regarding the legend of the Broken Isles, this place is almost the same as the Outer Land.
But the Broken Islands are not simple. First of all, the druids of the Cenarion Circle reshaped the Emerald Dream in the modern world in the central area of the Broken Islands, on the plains close to the High Mountains, which was called Val'sharah.
The land of druids is the third holy land besides Mount Hyjal and Moonglade. Even the most powerful druid, Malfurion Stormrage, was originally trained in Val'sharah.
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Of course, ten thousand years ago, the land of Val'sharah was still part of the Elven Empire.
The Highmountain is home to a tribe of tauren called the Highmountain Tribe. These weird tauren have the same ancestors as the tauren currently active in Kalimdor. What’s more interesting about the tauren in the Highmountain is that they once
As a member of the Familia, he participated in the Ancient War, and like the wild boars and bearmen, he was once an ally of the night elves.
Huon Gaoling, the legendary tauren chief at that time, commanded the tauren warriors of Highmountain, the night elves and the dragons to fight against demons on the mainland. He received the blessing of the nature spirit Alot, who was known as the strongest wilderness demigod.
, the guardian of the road, the descendant of Malorne, the white deer who purifies the Holy Spirit, Aelot is willing to follow Huon. Highmountain to travel around, and also gives the tauren of Highmountain natural blessings...
Well, this blessing is very powerful, but the form of manifestation is a little weird. Before that, there was no difference between the Highmountain Tauren and the current Tauren, but after being blessed, the horns of the Highmountain Tauren became something like
They have huge antlers like herd deer, so they seem to be taller and stronger than the tauren currently living in Thunder Bluff.
Of course, apart from Val'sharah and Highmountain, the five lands in the entire Broken Islands contain different secrets, but that is a matter for the future. In short, today, the High Mountain Clan in Highmountain
Under the leadership of the war chief, the powerful Ulan Gaoling, the tauren warriors gathered from their respective villages. More than 6,000 powerful tauren warriors formed at the intersection of Highmountain and Stormfjord.
Military formation.
In the sky above them, 2,000 tauren aerial knights of the Skyhorn Tribe were riding on their domesticated giant eagles, carrying heavy crossbows, and surveying the area for the army. These falcons were huge in size, with wings spread nearly 7 meters, enough to
Carrying heavy tauren fighting at high altitudes.
The tauren shamans of the Rivermane tribe picked up ancient totems and placed them around the army, calling on the power of the elements to add various buffing magics to the army. In addition to the tauren, there was also a group of strange creatures on the flanks of the army.
The legion, they look indescribable, like strange creatures with short heads and thighs and twisted faces. Their bodies are covered with rocks. Some of them are holding weapons, and some are holding staffs. The power of the earth is in them.
It pervades the body.
The name of these creatures is Drogbar, which translates into common language and probably means "rock troll". However, the appearance of these creatures is far from that of trolls. In other words, even if they are hunchbacked and have fangs, they have faces.
The ferocious trolls are more beautiful than these abstract drogbals.
But as ugly as it is, the Drogbar are still a very powerful race in the High Mountains. They signed an alliance contract with the Tauren thousands of years ago. However, since wars rarely occur in this land, how can the contract between the two parties be implemented?
Even the great chief Ulan Gaoling, who led the army on the expedition, had no idea what step to take.
This tall, gray-haired tauren chief, wearing armor, carrying a huge crossed totem on his back, holding a steel halberd, stood on the edge of the High Mountain with a solemn expression. From this position, he could clearly see the mountain road below.
The Vrykul legions spread upward.
Those tall barbarians were somewhat different from the Vrykul in Ulan's memory. Their rough faces shone with a strange dark green light. Some of the berserk warriors had green haloes in their eyes, and their armors also glowed with green light.
There are some problems. In Ulan's memory, it is difficult for the Vrykul people who are still in the tribal system to cast such armor with magic patterns.
What's more, there are still some demon warriors in the Vrykul army formation, which already shows the depravity of these invaders! More than 30,000 Vrykul barbarians who are good at fighting formed a legion and marched all the way towards the High Mountain.
There is no need to guess their intentions.
"These vrykul were seduced by demons, and they accepted their power."
Behind Chief Ulan, the leader of the Hezong tribe, a female shaman holding a staff, Jie'er. Hezong sniffed her nose, smelling the smell of sulfur in the air, and whispered to the chief:
"Give up the illusion of peace, Ulan. None of the three messengers we sent have returned... The Vrykul people have made up their minds, and behind this, there must be support from those demons. Don't forget that every day a while ago
The demons will fall from the sky, we finally drove them out, and now, they are back."
"Chief Jie'er is right, Great Chief!"
Another veteran tauren held a strange black lantern and said to the chief:
"There is no other way to protect the people other than driving them back to Stormheim. It's time to fight, Ulan!"
The tauren chief nodded. He was the bravest warrior of the Gaoling tribe. He was not afraid of the challenges of the Vrykul at all. But what really worried him was another thing. He looked back at the dark military formation behind him.
He snorted, and the golden ring on his nose swayed. The tall tauren grabbed the halberd and said to the two companions behind him:
"The Blood Totem still hasn't come... Turuk seems to have made up his mind. What a pity. The four major clans of Gaoling, Hemane, Tianjiao and Blood Totem have been united for ten thousand years, but at this time
It fell apart. I still don’t know why Turuk rejected our invitation. Is it possible that the always warlike Blood Totem is afraid of the Vrykul and the demons behind them?”
"It's not fear! Ulan!"
The old tauren priest holding the lantern lowered his voice:
"Chief Turuk has always been ambitious. He is just waiting for an opportunity. He knows that he is not your opponent, so he is eager to see your failure, and then... replace him, or it may be more dangerous, maybe Turuk and his blood
Totems are already...our enemies. Just like these evil Vrykul before us, they may have also accepted new powers."
"this..."
Chief Ulan did not want to believe that Turuk, who had traveled with him throughout the Broken Islands when he was a child, would betray the faith of Highmountain, but the current situation made him doubt the friendship between the two parties, but this was not a top priority.
"Heijiao, now is not the time to talk about this! When this battle is over, I will personally question Turuk..."
Ulan Gaoling saw that the Vrykul who had climbed up the mountain road had formed a military formation. According to his understanding of the Vrykul, maybe in a few minutes, these warlike barbarians and lunatics would start to charge, so he
Picking up the halberd and striding to the front of the military formation, the shaman Jie'er cast a spell on Chief Ulan. The next moment, the tauren chief's voice resounded like thunder through the snow-covered land.
"Creatures of Highmountain! You have all seen it! The corrupted Vrykul want to rush into our land and slaughter our people! Take the heads of our relatives and children to claim credit from their new masters!"
"But they won't succeed! Because, we are here!"
Ulan Gaoling raised his halberd high, picked up the horn around his waist, and shouted loudly:
"Today! We will shatter the arrogant illusions of the massacre! Today! We will fight bloody battles! Today! We will fight to the death!"