Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick came in disguise. No one knew his identity except Mograine who was stationed here. On the one hand, it was not to cause chaos. On the other hand, the composition of the Fearless Fortress was very complicated, and no one could do it. Make sure that there are no death cultists who are working for the natural disasters. These mice are very clever and annoying. No one knows when they will jump out and destroy the original detailed plan.

Especially for Paladins like Dick, there are only two landing fields in Northrend, one east and one west, and there are only two people from Fording and Mograine. This has made the Scourge very passive, and there will be another Dick. , Will definitely cause a wave of unnecessary trouble.

As mentioned in the previous article, the Undead Scourge also has its own small society, and when the Lich King is sleeping, the arrival of Dick, the chaos caused by the Undead Scourge, is likely to make the fearless fortress that is still expanding. The situation with Zhiyuan County has become very passive.

No matter how strong Dick is, he is only one person. He can't protect these brave pioneers like Borean Tundra forever.

From the sight of Dick, dressed as a civil servant of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the current order of the Fearless Fortress is generally fairly tidy, in a city that occupies at least two-thirds the size of Stratholme. There are not as many tricks as there are cities in the civilized world. It is divided into three parts as a whole. The dock area is used to repair warships. These warships travel between Northrend and the East Continent every seven days to transport soldiers and supplies. Sometimes We must go deep into Northrend’s waters and fight against lawless pirates.

Speaking of it, the pirates in Northrend have become more and more crazy this time, and there have even been incidents of pirate ships besieging the Dreadnought Fortress. Of course, Mograine and the Scarlet Crusaders were stationed here, and those pirates lost three points. One of the manpower did not even hit the dock of the fortress, and finally escaped in a daze.

And this matter has something to do with Dick. These pirates belong to the blood-sail pirate forces. There are two large-scale pirate gangs that have been in the endless sea for more than ten years. One is the mysterious plundering island and the other is North. In exchange for the help of Kul Tiras, Dick told Dai Lin the location of these two places. Then the Bloodsail Pirates suffered. Dai Lin personally took the sea kingship and the three fleets. In recent years, Commodore Matthew, who has become more and more reused in the South China Sea, took the remaining fleet to the Rogue Port to support the Northern Expedition.

I don’t know how the battle of Plunder Island went, but the rogue port in Howling Bay, a logistical port, was almost annihilated under the attack of the Kul Tiras navy. The pirates who escaped were not allowed to survive in order to survive. Not taking refuge in natural disasters, and some have revived the days of watching the sky and eating on the sea, desperately attacking the fearless fortress is just a trick to survive.

Behind the dock area is the largest building in the fortress, the military barracks. There are at least 13,000 soldiers and thousands of war horses living here. The smell is not very good, but at least it can provide a safe resting place. The innermost is the headquarters. Mograine and the generals live here.

In addition, the entire broad Borean Tundra is scattered with three other silver Crusade camps, but they are all reconnaissance or logistical camps, and some patrol the entire plain. The Rangers, as a whole, Mograine, a lifelong veteran general, has been in this place for more than three months and has initially established an effective defense system. When there are enough reinforcements in the rear, It will launch an attack on the local natural disaster forces in one go.

When Dick saw the old Mograine, the old knight's mood looked very good. He and Dick gave a hug, invited Dick from afar to sit on a chair, and took out two more wine glasses. Shaking a bottle of unique wine in front of Dick’s eyes,

"This is the deep-sea spirits given to us by the local walrus people. You will like the taste. In this cold weather, drinking a glass of this wine will warm up the whole person."

Dick placed his gaze on the large map hung on the wall behind Mograine, which recorded the situation of the entire Borean Tundra with various complicated lines. He was no longer a low-level soldier. Now This kind of military map is enough for him to let him know the speed and situation of the current war.

A few seconds later, Dick moved his gaze away from the map, picked up his wine glass, sipped a glass of spirits, and his burning stomach was moaning, making Dick grinning, provoking Mograi. Nehaha laughed.

"When I was fighting with Marshal Lothar, the marshal said that a soldier who can't drink alcohol is not a good soldier."

Mograine drank the strong alcohol in front of him without changing his face, and then exhaled.

"But he thinks Master Marshal made a mistake. You are a good soldier, but you don't like drinking."

Dick waved his hand, calmed his convulsive stomach, and started talking about business, "From your map, we have taken the coastline? Will the local natural disasters let us act?"

The old knight moved his wrist sternly and said,

"Of course they will not sit back and watch us expand our power, but they do not have an effective command. They are not our opponents. In the past 3 months, we have fought the local undead 4 times and have never lost. This coastline is also our use of warriors. The swords in here were taken from them. At the moment Bridget and Dalyan are carrying the follow-up troops of the Scarlet Crusade in Dragonblight Wilderness trying to open a new landing site. When the construction there is completed, we are equivalent to deciding on this continent. With two nails in it, no one wants to drive us away."

Facing Mograine, Dick no longer hid himself. After briefly understanding the local situation, he asked the most important thing about this time.

"So, Alessandro, what do you think of the Northern Expedition? Why did we fight this battle?"

This question is somewhat weird, but out of trust in Dick, Mograine thought for a while and clenched his fists.

"Vengeance, and burning the flames of war on the side of the undead, we are the new walls of Lordaeron. If we don't fall, the undead won't even want to enter the civilized world."

Dick nodded noncommittal, and then talked about his plan.

"Then have you ever thought about it this way, Alessandro, you know, the people now support the Northern Expedition because they think war can protect them, but for us, we all know that this war is at least 2 It is impossible to end within a year. Even if Alsace is killed, can we let the entire Northrend undead be left alone? The purification war after the end of the war will inevitably drag on longer... you Think about it five years later, will the people who are tired of the war still support us? Even if they support, can the newly built Lordaeron's national strength bear it?"

Dick increased his tone, "This is the undead of an entire continent. To purify them, even if we are exhausted, it will be an impossible task within 10 years."

"and so?"

Mograine's brows frowned. He knew that Dick's words were not alarmist. In the orc wars, if the orcs hadn't hit Lordaeron, most people would not care that they almost overturned the entire continent. Orcs, it has nothing to do with wisdom or not. The will of thousands of people gathered together is naturally short-sighted. This is a question of human nature.

The old knight waited for Dick to give him an answer, and Dick did not disappoint him. He pointed his finger at the ground outside Mograine's window, the Borean Tundra, which was covered by the cold.

"Here, Alessandro, when I disembarked just now, I saw the peasants who came to clear the land and were cleaning up the crops under the protection of the army. Have you ever understood the land here?"

When it comes to this question, Mograine's brows spread, and there is a hint of relief on his face. "Of course, I have to say that you asked me to bring these farmers. It was really the right choice. The soil here is better than Lordaeron. It’s unbelievable to be fertile. In just three months, we harvested a crop of wheat. Although it was not enough to be self-sufficient, it was much faster than the original planned transportation of materials."

"Yes! Alessandro, the land here is so fertile, why should we leave it to natural disasters? Or let it be destroyed by war?"

Dick waved his arms and his tone became more relaxed.

"Before I came, I talked to Her Majesty the Queen..."

When talking about Her Majesty, Dick's face had a subtle change, but the old knight didn't notice, he was waiting for Dick's next words.

"Ok?"

"Your Majesty means that she intends to turn the Borean Tundra into the sixth province of Lordaeron and give all the land here to the people and nobles in exchange for their support. If her plan is successful, we At least 3 civilian families can be provided with enough land to cultivate, and based on the area of ​​the Borean Tundra, at least 20 barons of fiefdom, or 10 earls of real power, and a noble marquise will be born here."

Dick's eyes narrowed.

"As we continue to advance, more and more lands will be liberated. These lands will be given priority to the veterans and the nobles who have lost their fiefs due to the invasion of the undead. As long as they are on our side, Lordaeron will not speak lightly. Give up, and most importantly, when the civilians get the land they dream of, when they get used to the life here, and when they know that the undead is about to destroy, what will they do?"

"They will stand up and fight with us... the taste of losing their homeland is enough to experience once."

Old Mograine’s eyes also lit up. His family also lost their fief in the invasion of the undead. The Tirisfah area, which is troubled by the undead and werewolves, is not a good place. In the next 20 years, there will be no place there. Suitable for human survival, but if the fief is changed to Borean Tundra...

The old knight remembered the excitement of the farmers when they were harvesting the grain a few days ago. He silently weighed Dick's statement and finally raised an unavoidable question.

"But the undead natural disasters will not let us do this. If we want to turn to pioneering land, our military strength is not enough, and other forces..."

"No! You can't move into the wilderness, at least not until Alsace is killed! Before that, we can only implement it on a small scale, first pulling the nobles over, and then attracting the civilians who have lost their land."

Dick shook his head and asked another question, "Has Knight Fording's operation in Howling Fjord go well?"

Mograine shook his head, "It’s not going well. Compared to the situation in the Borean Tundra, it’s very bad there. Fording’s letter to me said that the place is ruled by the Vrykul, and those half-giants are very difficult to deal with. And Fording suspects that they are colluding with the undead natural disasters. They are evil allies. It is really disgusting. They can only take a defensive position over there, and it is difficult to counterattack."

"Then take them back, and we will do our best to attack the Borean Tundra!"

Dick turned around, "Alessandro, how long will it take to clear the entire Borean Tundra with your army and Tirion's army?"

"There is 1 person on Fording, if they are all placed here."

Old Mograine got up from his chair, walked a few steps by the desk, and finally came to a conclusion, "At most 3 months! I can guarantee that there will not be a large number of dead souls in the entire Borean Tundra. This place The biggest threat is the climate, but if enough mages are equipped, the entire attack plan can be completed in two months."

"Two months, at that time, Alsace will almost wake up, so let's do it! We adjust our strategy so that the upcoming reinforcements of other forces will land from Dragonblight, so that after two months, Arthas will wake up. You will find that the coalition forces have reached his door, and he will not have time to harass the Borean Tundra."

"But on the Howling Fjord, if the Vrykul is really allied with the natural disasters, they can’t just let it go. When the war is going on, they suddenly come out of Howling Bay. For everyone, it’s nothing but It's a disaster."

"So I will go over there and leave those Vrykul people to me, trust me, Alessandro."

Dick smiled and waved, "What do you think of this idea?"

Old Mograine glanced at Dick confidently and shook his head.

"Frankly, not very good, you take it for granted, Dick."