Chapter 98

Time is a very naughty spirit, they always disappear around us, when we read, when we fall asleep, when we never notice the change of the world.

But it is not continuous. Whenever we deliberately observe it, we can see the traces of time slipping away, long nails, wrinkles on the top of the head, and gradually increasing white hair.

Dick sat on the side of the boat, he looked at the distance, it was a piece of blue water, in the fog, one after another blocked scenery fleeting, this piece of fog is the endless sea scenery, it is said that when human first stepped into the sea, this piece of fog had already existed.

The melancholy young lady leaned her head on Dick's shoulder. They sat together. There was no one to talk to or to disturb their company.

"Dick, where do you say people go when they die?"

The elder sister and the younger sister held out her hand. A mass of white ice danced in her palm, as if she had been given life. She changed quickly and finally became an old mage with a mage hat. Although she could not see her expression clearly, Dick knew that it was the shadow of antonidas.

The death of the old mage not only caused great trouble to Jaina. In fact, if it wasn't for krassus and other mages who raised the banner of "revenge" in their grief, I'm afraid that the mages who have been scattered all over the world would have been in some kind of bewilderment.

Antonidas left a deep impression on Dalaran. Only young ronin could not hold down the scene. After the end of the east continent conference, Dalaran's surviving mages already had signs of division.

Dick also reaches out his hand, and a warm golden light appears in his palm. Under Dick's unskilled control, the small golden light flies to the shadow of the old mage's ice, forms two wings behind him, and turns into a halo on his head, making the old mage with a mage's hat look a little nondescript.

"A brave man is favored by fate. After the great mage died in the war, he probably went to heaven to find the magic secrets that he had not yet found, but his spirit remained, in your will and in the spirit of other mages."

Dick twisted his head and gently kisses the young lady on her forehead. He feels the fragrance of the young lady's hair. Dick's voice also becomes tactful.

"You see, as long as you don't forget him, don't forget what he did for Dalaran and the world, I think he will never die. In fact, we are the same. If we are remembered, we can exist forever. "

"But... But I miss him so much..."

The eldest lady holds Dick, tears flow down from the corner of her eyes and wet Dick's coat. The paladin doesn't say much, but just taps Gianna's back. He can't understand the girl's sadness, but now, he really doesn't have much time to remember the past.

The salty sea breeze blows through their hair. Dick looks back. In the fog, 27 large warships ride the wind and waves. The canvas with the national emblem of kurtiras is shining in the sun, just like a giant animal crossing the sea.

The silver hand and stansom's flag were flying high, followed by the Phoenix flag.

The sea breeze of hunting can't disperse the brave will, and the endless ocean can't stop the soldiers.

At the first moment when the fog dispersed, noise, singing and the beating of the sea mixed together and resounded through the sky. Looking down from the sky, a white water line lies horizontally in the sea. This is the first expedition of human civilization to the unknown, and also the beginning of human world and the first world battlefield.

From all countries and forces in the eastern continent, paladins, Elven mages, dwarf warriors, human cavalry and priests, and mercenaries responding to the call. A total of 1, W3, 000 poor miscellaneous troops, this is the whole force of the east continent to participate in the upcoming demon war.

Dick didn't have any regrets or too much anger.

There was little official assistance, and in fact, if it had not been for Gianna's status, kurtiras would not have sent this fleet on a transport mission.

No one is optimistic about them. Even the silver hand is full of doubts. Persist in wilfully and arbitrarily, when the problem is not resolved, the righteous fire has taken away all the elite power of the Stan sum war group, which is almost split. The reputation accumulated before Dick was almost consumed by this reckless act.

In addition to kelesas gave him real support, other forces, just like sending beggars, gave some old, weak, sick and disabled members to the expeditionary army.

When I left Nanhai Town, only a few people came to see me off. The cup of farewell wine was so bitter.

But Dick doesn't care so much. The result is much better than the original history. In the second demon war, the cruel battle in which the devil almost captured the world tree and the whole world almost became a demon hunting ground, the representative of human beings was selamo led by Gianna.

In the battle that determines the future of the world, the human kingdom, which claims to be the center of the world, does not even have a little support. It is so shortsighted and stupid.

No wonder, after the beginning of the rule of chaos, the night elves, who were on the same side of the alliance, were always full of suspicions about human beings. Delaney, who joined later, was also at odds with human beings. This almost made the human world, in the first five years of the era of chaos, almost completely excluded from the decision-making circle of the world's mainstream.

It was not until Varian, the "ghost wolf", returned that the situation improved.

But Dick, who is on the mission, can't wait that long. Since he intervened in the conflict between frost wolf orcs and thunder spear dwarves, Dick's behavior style changed greatly, especially after he witnessed the great devil destroy Dalaran.

Your shortsightedness and your ignorance have nothing to do with me. If you can't do the right thing, let me do it!

The original history, let him go with the wind, Dick holding the first lady, standing in the command room of the flagship, his expression is firm and heroic, behind him, all members of stansom regiment, as well as those soldiers who are willing to fight for the fate of the world, have broken contact with the old world.

This is his expedition, and this is the history that will be rewritten by him.

"Mount Hyjal, here I am!"

Dick took the knife from erigor and looked at the more and more clear coastline in the distance. His left hand was on the handle of the knife and his left hand pointed forward.

"Expeditionary force one, speed up

So in the waves of the endless sea, the fearless people are singing and running to the unknown battlefield. No one knows where the counter current of the river of destiny will eventually go.

Let's bless them.

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Durontar, a barren land on the west coast of Kalimdor, is a piece of red land. It is said that it originated 10000 years ago when the well of eternity exploded, the blood of those who had been torn up sprayed on the land and dyed it red.

It is said that this land was also cursed and became desolate.

Even the night elves don't pay much attention to this land. Otherwise, the orcs who crossed the sea in the first half of the year will have no chance to build their own cities.

Although the Sentinels have some difficulty in fighting against the demons, it is not a big problem to drive them away in the face of the orcs who have not recovered from the "demonic blood".

Sal carried a piece of wood and went to the hot construction site. After six months of adaptation and preparation, in the northernmost section of durotal, the orcs have built large groups of crypts to live in. Now they plan to build a city as a sign of the beginning of a new life.

As a chief, Sal has a lot of power, but he likes to work with his compatriots. This ORC with blue eyes like the sea is not tall, but when he passes the crowd, all the orcs nod to him.

Not only because he was the spiritual leader of the orcs, shaman priest, but also because he inherited the will of the great chief, ogrim, and brought the orcs to this barren but far away from the war.

Sal opened his hands. He looked relaxed and called for the will of elements in his heart. With the slight uplift of the ground, soon, a yellow earth element twice as high as him appeared beside him. Under the command of Shaman, this huge earth element lifted the heavy stone head and put it on the wall which was about to be completed.

For the casters, it's easy for them to do things that ordinary people can't imagine. In the past half year, the new generation of shamans of the orcs have grown up slowly, which is why Sal decided to build a city. With the work of these shamans, the city can be built in three months at most.

A city represents not only a place to live, but also the desire of orcs who have been displaced for nearly 20 years for a home where they can live safely.

As a leader, Sal knows that better than anyone else.

When the sun was setting, Thrall and the orc veterans sat together and chatted, but before he finished his dry cake, a troll herald in a hurry came from a distance on a tall Velociraptor.

Regardless of the fatigue of the dust, the tall and tough Troll Herald, when approaching Sal, quickly jumped from the galloping Velociraptor. As a tall but agile troll, this kind of action is not a problem for them at all.

"Chief, the human messenger of chenni swamp has sent a letter. Chief senjin is afraid to make a decision alone, so he has come to ask for your opinions!"

Hearing the word "human", Sal's face became serious. He put the last piece of dry cake into his mouth, clapped his hands, took the letter from Troll's hand, unfolded it, looked at it roughly, and then closed his eyes.

As an orc who has been taught all kinds of knowledge since childhood, Thrall's understanding of human culture can be regarded as a master among different kinds of people, but even so, in the face of this very formal invitation, Thrall is still a little confused.

"You say, the people of the dust swamp sent messengers? Does he claim to be Lordaeron or the so-called "first expeditionary corps"

Sal looked at the herald and the troll scratched his head,

"Well, I didn't pay much attention to that, but the messenger looked very good at fighting, with a strange Epee on his back. He was a very powerful soldier!"

"Oh? It's interesting to use soldiers as messengers. "

Sal touched his chin and said to the veterans around him,

"Help me get wallock to come here and bring some wolves. I'll meet the first army."

In the night, on the red barren land, the valiant Orc warriors rode on the black wolves, and galloped toward the southernmost human fortress of durotal in the howl of the wolves.

This is probably the first time that both sides have been at the conference table since the end of the two Orc wars, in which madness and death have been rampant.