Chapter 428

The ice covered sea of Azeroth is mainly concentrated in the north. Under this cold sky, except for a few fixed waterways, other sea surfaces are always frozen.

The navy of kurtiras will dispatch icebreakers to help the ships of the civilized world pass through here, but the best choice for the captains is to take the mature commercial routes developed in recent years, which can exempt some of the fees paid to the icebreakers, and the commercial routes are safer than the desolate routes.

But there are always exceptions.

There are always some ships with special missions or carrying secret goods. They can't take commercial routes. In order to cover up the public's eyes, or for safety, in short, on the sea outside the commercial routes, there are also some ships from all over the world sailing on the heavy ice.

"Flag! Tell the ships of kurtiras to speed them up

Marshal Windsor was wearing a heavy military uniform, but he still couldn't resist the cold wind on the deck. He had to put on a layer of plush cloak outside. His white hair was flying in the wind. With the snowflakes falling from the sky, the old Marshal's eyebrows were covered with frost.

But his eyes are still firm, just like a piece of iron that has been tempered by time, and also exudes a cold taste.

After receiving the order, he immediately climbed up the bridge of the warship with gloves. In a short time, the green and red flags were passed between the two ships.

The old Marshal took out his pocket watch from his arms. As soon as he opened Morin's watch case, the inlaid glass broke with a click, which made Marshal Windsor feel stunned. Then he shook his head and put the worn watch in his pocket. It was a gift from marshal LOSA.

The significance of its bearing has already surpassed the pocket watch itself.

"What time is it?"

The old Marshal didn't look back, his head slightly deviated. After him, Mr. bud nederek, who was as cold as a trembling monkey, took out his pocket watch, looked at it, and replied in a trembling voice,

"It's seven o'clock, seven o'clock in the evening. Look at the weather. Damn it!"

Since the last time Mr. Budd accompanied the little prince to the broken islands, his instinctive foresight of danger made him miraculously escape the tide raised by Haila, and found valuable cultural relics on an island. This black market cultural relic dealer may have made up his mind to hold the thigh of storm Kingdom, so he is willing to wait for the little prince in storm Bay.

His persistence was rewarded. Under Dick's instruction, the little prince gave him a letter of recommendation, recommended him to the Navy Department of storm Kingdom, and became a glorious second lieutenant of the kingdom. This guy immediately hit the snake with the pole, and donated most of his family's wealth inherited for several generations to the storm royal family, whose financial situation is not good at present.

Changed the title of Lord... In fact, if it wasn't for Anduin's letter of recommendation, bud would not have been able to mix into the aristocracy of the Kingdom even if he had all he had. From this point of view, bud and his treasure hunter group are lucky.

However, bud had not enjoyed the life of an officer for a few days, so he was transferred to this secret ship by a transfer order. There were only four big words "secret operation" on the transfer order, which was the reason why Mr. bud, who was dressed in military uniform, appeared here.

He didn't even know why he took part in the bloody northern expedition.

Marshal Windsor glanced at the former grave robber around him. As a veteran, he was not very interested in this kind of person. However, as the upper class of the Kingdom, he heard some news. It is said that this guy is very lucky, well, he is very lucky.

The old Marshal shook his head and threw these thoughts aside. The sailors on the deck were busy clearing the snow. The ship was undertaking a secret task and could not be careless at all. A few minutes later, the speed of the icebreaker in front of him sped up in vain, and the ship also sped up.

"I'll look under the deck, Lieutenant nederek. Let me know as soon as you have news!"

Windsor waved the Marshal's sword in his hand, and bud made a nonstandard military salute to send the marshal away. Bud didn't care what was under the deck. As a former grave robber, he knew better than anyone that once he knew the end of too many secrets he shouldn't know, and the low roar from below the deck from time to time, He had heard it in the wilderness.

Bud can guess what it is... He won't want to have anything to do with it.

The heavily armed royal guards opened the hatch under the deck for Windsor, and the old Marshal stepped into the dark cabin. The temperature immediately warmed up, not because the room was insulated from the cold, but because the temperature here was higher than the ordinary temperature.

On the ship wall of the deck, there are magic patterns drawn by mages. The light in the dark shows the state of those magic patterns, which are activated.

Walking into the quiet cabin, Windsor did not look left or right. He knew that there were a large number of assassins from mi7 hiding in the darkness. Any creature who entered without permission would be absolutely fatally attacked. In the darkness ahead, there was a glimmer of light. It was not a light, but a light of energy.

Holy light, a holy light floating there, very stable, like the only lamp in the dark.

"How's it going? Is the goods still safe? "

Windsor looked at the huge black iron cage under the deck next to the holy light. His eyes were extraordinarily indifferent. The giant was crouching there, as if he had lost his life. But the occasional activity showed that he was still alive.

In the face of Windsor's problem, the young priest, with his eyes closed, nodded and said in a very gentle voice, leaning on a walking stick and wearing a coarse cloth robe,

"Everything is normal. More than 20 drowsy arrays are activated at the same time. Even if it is... It can't resist. It will be stable until it reaches its destination, but..."

"Well?"

The young priest's doubts made Windsor turn his head. He looked at the polite young man in front of him, looked left and right, and lowered his voice,

"Come on, boy, what do you want to ask?"

"Uncle Windsor, I want to ask, is it really necessary to set up such an opponent in a trial?"

The young priest had doubts on his face, but his eyes were closed and never opened.

The old Marshal hesitated for a moment. He pursed his lips,

"Baron, you are a good boy, and your uncle dejerick is also my former comrade in arms. So before answering this question, I have to tell you in advance that if you know the answer, you have to join in it. In fact, I think you should also join in it. An excellent young man like you should make some contributions to the civilized world, And your family is thin. It's time for you to take the responsibility of your family instead of becoming an ordinary priest. That will waste your talent. "

When the young man heard this, the holy light in his hand trembled, but in the end, he could not resist his curiosity,

"Tell me, uncle Windsor."

"Good!"

The old Marshal waved his hand. The assassin's beating voice in the dark was low, but it really existed. After a few seconds, there was only one breath left in the dark. It was shore, the leader of mi7, someone you can trust.

Marshal opened his mouth and said, "you get the order. There will be a big battle and a decisive battle in Longmen wilderness, right?"

"Well"

The young man nodded, and the old Marshal laughed, "it's not a decisive battle. It's just a target to attract Arthas. We need to prepare two sharpest knives. When he has no time to care, he will stab his heart from behind. Baron, you will be the sword representing the kingdom of storm... Now do you still think these trials are useless?"

Baron didn't answer, but as can be seen from his expression, the young man accepted the statement.

"If it's a mission like this, then it's okay to use it."

"No!"

The old Marshal patted the young minister on the shoulder and whispered,

"This trial is not as simple as you think. There are at least three more like it! You have to pass four tests. It is said that those who have passed will be rewarded with unthinkable rewards. Before I leave storm City, your majesty told me to publicize the demeanour and strength of the kingdom in this competition, because it seems to involve the distribution of post-war colonies. In a word, Baron, after you arrive at Northrend, you will go to your uncle for the first time, He will arrange everything for you. "

"Well..."

Baron dejerick nodded. As soon as he wanted to speak, the whole ship suddenly tilted up, shaking violently, just like the whole frozen sea suddenly broke. Baron's body was shaking, and he was about to fall to the ground. When he was on the ground, he was held by shore in the dark. Instead of saying thank you, the young man struggled, Put your hand on the platform in front of you.

The next moment, the whole cabin standby drowsy array is activated at the same time, and the black beast, who is about to wake up in the violent shaking, sleeps again.

After all this, the young man touched the sweat on his head, his eyes still closed and asked in a low voice,

"What happened just now?"

Shaw shook his head, but Marshal Windsor had already rushed out of the cabin with his Marshal's sword. His victory was wrapped in blood red anger, but when he rushed to the deck, the panicked bud immediately ran out of the hiding place beside him and called out to marshal,

"Mr. Windsor, the ship of curtilas! They sank! Just now! "

The old Marshal could no longer hear bud's cry. He stood on the deck. Before his eyes, the sea, which was as thick as ice, had completely split in the moment just now. It was like broken glass. From the edge of Windsor's horizon, he could see a wave of rising tide pushing the broken ice towards the ship, He suddenly turned back, the other side of the tide, there is also a surge of broken ice.

Kurtiras's icebreaker should be the victim of this ice breaking tide. Under the cold air, steel has become very fragile, and it is impossible to resist the power of heaven and earth.

The huge icebreaker had split from the middle, and the kurtiras sailors were in a hurry to save themselves. Windsor could not care for them any more. He raised his hand and cried out,

"Prepare for the shock! Hold on to it

"Baron! Melt them for me

With the roar of the old marshal, the next moment, a brilliant and burning light fell from the sky, accurately shrouded the ship, and then expanded rapidly, the ice layer immediately melted. At the moment when the two waves of ice breaking tides collided, all the very threatening ice was melted, and only two waves of sea tides were left to hit the ship.

The violent vibration made several unlucky people fall into the water below, but fortunately... They survived.

"What the... What's going on?"

Shaw appeared next to Windsor and asked in a low voice. The old Marshal handed him the telescope and pointed to the northwest. Shaw followed his fingers and suddenly shook himself.

In the northwest wind dark sky, an ice blue light straight into the sky, just like an ice storm, and that direction, for them, is very familiar, there is the icecap glacier.

The falling snowflakes in the air were twice as dense in vain, and Windsor's voice seemed a little dry when he felt the ice wind mixed with strong malice,

"He... Arthas, Lich King, awakes..."