"Bang"
A fist fell on the stone table, and the great force made a crack in the stone table. Then there was an angry voice,
"Enough! I said, "no way!"
The scene immediately quieted down.
This is a meeting in the headquarters of the battlefield in angassa. There are less than 15 participants, all of them are senior commanders of the coalition forces. Nearly three months after the end of the war, most of the troops have withdrawn from angassa, and only the last legion is still stationed here as the last armed force to monitor the natural disaster of the dead.
However, this does not mean that the coalition forces will be disbanded. In fact, after the war of the dead, Northrend's new colony still needs armed forces. Therefore, in addition to those retired veterans, there are still some troops scattered throughout Northrend's territory for subsequent public security operations. It can be predicted that they will stay in this land for a long time, even some of them, I'll settle down here.
After all, the tax laws of the new colonies are very loose. Living here is much less stressful than living in their homes. However, it is obvious that what these high-level officials are discussing today is not about people's livelihood, but about a very sensitive event.
Just now, Mograine was slapping the table. As the leading nobleman of the kingdom of Lordaeron, he is now the governor of the province of the north wind tundra. He presides over the administrative affairs of the north wind tundra with the respect of the Duke, which fully proves queen carliya's trust in Mograine. Sitting beside him are old ferding and his son. The war is over, but old ferding still can't leave.
Next to them are sarufar, woking and others, who are the leaders of the alliance tribes in Northrend. Opposite them are two indifferent death knights, sasaryan and kurdila. As Uther's special envoy, they come to discuss an important matter with the high-level coalition forces.
"The body of a warrior must not be profaned!"
Mograine, like an angry lion, slapped the table and growled at sasaryan and kurdilla, "is Uther's brain affected by that damned helmet and wants us to give up the cemetery of the coalition forces? You're crazy!"
Sasaryan was not afraid of the roar, he explained after Mograine's roar,
"The night watchman doesn't mean to touch the graveyard. We just want the warriors who died in the war to have another choice. Compared with the silence, I believe that there are always some warriors who are willing to continue to give their strength to the world after their death... Just like the" agreement of the dead "reached by the Allied forces and the black front Knights during the war."
Kurdilla also said, "we will not force the soul of any warrior. This process can be completely witnessed by the coalition forces."
After that, he observed the faces of the heroes on the opposite side, and then said, "it's mainly because Alsace released all the souls of the high-level undead before his death, which leads to the extreme lack of high-end combat power of the night watchmen. Considering that the opponents we will face in the future are only the lowest level undead, it's obviously not enough."
"Then I think you should go to Delano world more quickly than stay in Azeroth!"
Mograine returned to his chair and snorted, "there's a long war going on there. You can get everything you want there. Anyway, the warriors of the coalition, no way!"
"Well, Alessandro, we discussed this matter together, and Uther was forced to do so."
Looking at the impasse in the conversation, old Fordring knew it was time for him to come forward. He stood up, took a few steps at the table, looked up at sasaryan and kurdilla, and said in a deep voice,
"Alexandro and I have the same opinion on this matter. We don't want the warriors to be disturbed, so we refuse Uther's proposal! But... From today on, I think we can carry out the "dead man agreement."
Old Fordring's eyes cast out of the window. The blood and fire in the battlefield of angassa have completely calmed down. However, what remains on the battlefield is definitely not just death. A monument is standing in the cold wind and snow of angassa. It is also written by the stonemasons' brotherhood. It is as tall as the "eternal quicksand" monument of hillisus, which has become a famous tourist destination, It's holy and conspicuous.
It's like a real memorial to engrave everything that happened here in history forever.
Old Fordring looked back and went on,
"The agreement of the dead is a very good way to balance life and death, and the Knights of the black front have proved that they are trustworthy with sacrifice and glory, so I will formally ask queen Kariya in the near future to extend the agreement of the dead to all the armies of Lordaeron in a more acceptable way, but... I hope you can bring my next words to Uther."
Sasaryan immediately stood up and took out a Rune Stone emitting blue light from his arms. After activation, Uther's deep and hoarse voice came over, together with the cold thoughts. Even if everyone knew that he was on the right side, this feeling made people think of the just dead monarch irresistibly.
"Come on, Fordring, I'm listening."
Old Fordring exchanged his eyes with Mograine and the Duke of boval of the storm kingdom. He was silent for a few seconds, organized his language, and then said,
"Uther, the truth of the night watchmen has been reported to the rulers of various forces. After learning that you will leave Azeroth forever in the near future, all the monarchs have accepted it. However, I believe you also know that the people's fear of the dead still exists, so I hope you should be careful when you act... I know that you have sent a special envoy, Looking for the powerful dead around the ancient tombs of various kingdoms, but this has caused public discussion, I hope you can recall them! "
"We will help you to complete the search for the ancient spirit, but attention... Only for the dead who are not recorded in the official records! If things really go as Dick said, I don't think the people will accept your existence in 20 years... So, Uther, I hope you can keep calm and don't do something that people can't understand in the process. "
Silence, for three minutes, Uther's voice came from the other side,
"Yes. But Fordring, the messenger I sent to Delano's destroyer, personally experienced the landing battle of mardun demon star. I want to say that you, you, may really underestimate what is happening in Outland. Through the complete battle record, I finally understand what kind of war Dick and the king of Outland are fighting. I can easily join them, I can also wait... But time... Life and death are two lines. Once crossed, many things will become meaningless. "
"I will send carefully selected Knights of the black front to various forces, as the recruitment point of the night watchmen, and the agreement of the dead. Since you want those warriors to rest in peace, I will not force any more. Enjoy the peace time, Fordring and alexandro. I'll go ahead, but the war will come. Be ready!"
"Goodbye, storm cliff!"
Old Fordring nodded. "Goodbye, storm cliff!"
Uther's communication hangs up at the next moment. Sasalian and kurdila stand up, take back the stone, and then they are ready to leave, but sarufar stops them,
"Wait, Lieutenant!"
Sasaryan looked back at sarufar with a kind of silent curiosity. The orc commander looked left and right, and then asked,
"This is a question to satisfy my personal curiosity. A week ago, one of my lost two legged flying dragon scouts broke into the airspace of icecap glacier, and then unexpectedly saw... A war, um, a civil war between black front knights. I'm very curious. What's the matter? Is there something wrong with the night watchman's control of your interior? "
Sarian was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about whether to answer the question. But the next moment, the voice in his mind sounded, and Sarian said,
"It was just a purification."
"Well? purify? It doesn't sound like a kind word
Woking asked, "who is the target of purification?"
With the permission of the superior, sasaryan Gancui no longer conceals the truth and tells the whole story. "The Knights of the black front are united for the purpose of revenge against Alsace. We don't care about the origin, race or past, but only advance for this goal. After the death of Alsace, this goal disappears, The analysis, which has been suppressed by hatred before, appears again. "
"Some people don't want to follow the night watchman. Some people just want to die forever. The conflict broke out naturally, but that's the past. Now it's settled."
"Please rest assured that the night watchmen are still in control of the night watchmen, and the Knights of the black front have never been so united."
"You killed those who fought against Uther?"
Old fording asked the last question, but sasaryan didn't answer. Kurdilla added coldly, "there can only be one voice inside the night watchman, that's all."
The death knight turns and leaves, leaving a group of big guys with big eyes and small eyes. A few minutes later, Mograine restarts the conversation,
"How to say, I feel more and more that it's a mistake to let Uther wear that helmet. Now I can't understand what he does."
Old Fordring returned to his seat and shook his head,
"Don't think about it, Alessandro. The night watchmen will eventually leave. We have nothing to do with their good and evil."
With that, the old knight turned his head to sarufal,
"Commander in chief, since we used to fight side by side, we have to talk about some things. Recently, the Dragon roar orcs, who are very active in twilight heights, have seriously threatened the border of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and the brute hammers have also been affected. We are not our respective leaders, but we are the generals in charge of the army, So I hope we can talk about it openly. "
Old Fordring's eyes were fixed on sarufal, and he didn't want to let go of any of his expressions. He asked in a low voice,
"I have only one question. Do those dragon roaring orcs have anything to do with orgrima?"
In the face of this calm look, sarufal moved his body a little uneasily. He and woking looked at each other, and woking replied,
"Yes! But... It's not our intention. "
"Well?"
"A few days ago, in order to cope with the attack of the undead, we had to take in some dragon throated orcs who took part in us. They also cooperated very well in the war, but after the battle, they caused a lot of trouble in ogrima. In fact, chief Sal has been busy with this recently."
Woking played with the white bone rosary in his hand and said in a low voice, "no one wants war, but it's a pity that there are some people in every race who are afraid that the world will not be in chaos, especially the orc clan of the new tribe. After they don't distinguish the specific clan, they have always been dissatisfied with Sal's voice."
Sarufal took over the conversation. The old soldier would rather fight to death on the battlefield than quarrel with his comrades who used to fight side by side on this occasion. So he made a conclusion in the unique way of orcs.
"We will take care of everything, but it will take time, and... Since the Duke of boval is here, let's make it clear. Ogrima needs to accept the Blackstone orcs who are left in the sad swamp. This war has cost us too many people. We will try our best to ensure that our compatriots will not do anything to undermine the peace. Besides, Alliance camp in the Shizhao mountains... "
"In the experience of fighting side by side, I personally want to believe your promise... Sarufal."
Prince boval in his tuxedo took a deep breath. He looked at the orc commander. "But my country, my king and my people, may not be willing to accept your proposal. The camp in the stone claw mountains, we can no longer expand. This is our bottom line!"
Sarufal was also silent. As old Fordring said, they were just generals, not leaders. Some things, even if they reached an agreement, would not work. So after several minutes of silence, the prince of dwarves, who had been silent, coughed,
"It looks like it's time to organize a leadership meeting as soon as possible... If you really want peace."