Sargeras, a Bronze Titan, was once one of the greatest warriors of the Pantheon. He was appointed to protect the world from the demons. He used his noble and fierce fanaticism to fulfill his duty and keep the world peaceful for ten thousand years.
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"Master, your trick of playing hard to get is too good. Those pretentious fellows are now as obedient as watchdogs!”Faschi said,
"Is that so? "These guys, sigh..." Udian rubbed his temples and continued:
"En, since their voices have quieted down, you should quickly arrange for a third faction to rise in my army. I don't want any more trouble!”
"I'm willing to serve you, Master!" Faschi replied respectfully,
The horses galloped and the messengers kept going back and forth throughout the territory. The new appointment letters spread like snowflakes.
After eliminating those unstable factors with lightning-fast methods, the remaining people sincerely wanted to seek benefits for the people in the territory.
The elders who were highly respected and well-read were elected by the people to become the new officials of the territory. Their appearance meant that the big family of Udian would become a multi-ethnic force that could coexist harmoniously.
The regime was stable, the territory was stable and the economy was developing rapidly. Of course, some people didn't want Udian's power to expand. The Burning Legion was like a venomous snake with sharp fangs.
"We can't let the Evil Demon Hunter grow!”A sinister and strange voice came from the distant Army Fortress.
Thirty miles outside of Shadowmoon Village, an army was silently marching, men carrying medals and horses picking bells. Through the fluttering military flag, we could easily confirm their identity-the Burning Legion.
The commander of the army was huge and had a square face. He held a huge flaming cross spear in his hand. He was the leader of the Burning Legion, the Abyssal Demon King Mogololong. With his ugly face and the smile of a devil, it was obvious that he was a sinister and cunning hypocrite.
First, the spies he sent out infiltrated the common people and obtained information from them, obtaining important information that there were only 500 people left in the Shadow Moon Village.
Secondly, he frequently mobilized his soldiers and built fortifications, putting on an appearance of defending the fortress to the death to numb the enemy.
Finally, he chose 1,500 elite soldiers and prepared to launch a sneak attack on the Shadow Moon Village!
He first ordered the army to disguise themselves and march in small groups. Then, he sent a hundred elite soldiers to disguise themselves as civilians and sneak into the city. As long as it was dark and quiet, the army in the city would destroy the fortifications, cut the ropes, and cooperate with the army outside the city.
This was originally a flawless plan, but unfortunately: A small interlude made him the loser of the war, thus fulfilling the reputation of the legendary commander Carl!
[Time: Titan Era Year 359 Spring]
[Location: Fumin Restaurant in Shadowmoon Village]
At the intersection of time and space, a group of strangely-dressed green-skinned monsters broke the tranquility of early spring.
It was a strange night. The spring breeze couldn't cause any ripples. On the street, the brightly lit 'Blessing People Restaurant' was still singing and dancing every night. The angry roars of men and the laughter of women filled the earth, warning the arrival of the storm.
"I do need to rest!" The attendant Wang Laowu supported himself with the railing and walked back to his room with a sore back. He was an orphan. In order to make a living, he was forced to work as a child laborer at Fumin Restaurant when he was very young.
Finally, they reached home. Old Wang Wu walked to a dilapidated thatched cottage, pushed open the crumbling door, and lay down on the wooden board covered with hay. That was his bed, just like all the low-level working people in society, simple and dilapidated.
There were still water stains on the eaves, which were the traces left by the rain the day before yesterday. The water droplets fell on the old man's face, as desolate as the cold wind.
In his sleep, Old Wang Wu couldn't help but shiver. It was the endless resentment buried deep in his memories…
The dripping rain formed a unique musical note. In his sleep, he recalled the childhood memories of Wang Laowu.
In the era of the main character, he lived a carefree life barefooted. However, the invasion of the Burning Legion destroyed his hopeful childhood world.
It was a nightmare that could not be erased. Tikrios 'cavalry stepped into the home of the bachelor. With a loud bang, the wooden door was kicked open. Then, like a robber, he searched the bachelor's house for valuable property.
When Wang Laowu opened his hazy eyes, the old man was kneeling on the ground, desperately kowtowing to a few ferocious generals. Bang bang sound, his forehead was already covered in blood. The general on the stool laughed loudly, but the old man's kowtowing seemed to have no effect.
The loving mother in the room couldn't stand it anymore. She rushed out of the room and desperately held her father's bent body.
His mother was very beautiful and had always been a famous beauty in the tribe. When his mother married over, the villagers said that his father had cultivated for hundreds of years before he married a virtuous and beautiful woman like his mother.
Her pink eyebrows and willow-shaped cherries, even without any decorations, still looked like a lotus out of the water, attracting everyone's attention.
As she had given birth to two children, her mother was less shy and more mature. When her mother rushed out of the room, the eyes of the Burning Legion soldiers were like green wolves that never left.
"Go!" With a gesture from the leader, his mother was dragged to the ground like a hostage. The clothes made of coarse cloth were scattered. For a moment, the room became a paradise for ventriloquism.
His mother's wails, his father's angry shouts, and the Burning Legion's sneers gathered into a tragic hymn.
"You brats!" His father gritted his teeth. The wound on his forehead was still bleeding, flowing down his brow. Salty red liquid flowed into the corner of his mouth. His father did not know where he got the courage to pick up a big stone beside him and smash it on the head of the soldier who had gone berserk.
Waves of pain ignited the arrogance of the Burning Legion. Without the command of the officer, two soldiers walked forward and cut his father's old body into two pieces.
"How disappointing!" The officer zipped up his pants and spat on the ground. It turned out that the moment his father was cut down, his staunch mother bit her tongue and returned to the Heavenly State with her partner.
"Burn this place to the ground!" The officer touched the back of Shang Zifa's head, which was in pain, and kicked his father's flesh far away...
The blazing flames became the last memory of a five-year-old child. In the depths of his hatred, there was a desire for revenge. Blue skin, green eyes. These bastards had returned.
I know them…Those green-skinned monsters that roar in the restaurant…
I know them... the Burning Legion, whose hands are stained with blood...
In the depths of his memory, there was endless blood, tears, and sadness…The old bachelor tossed and turned in bed, his thin body pressed against the loose, inferior wooden board, and the branches made a sound.
How could an invader trample on a peaceful home? Hatred and desire pulled Wang Laowu back to reality from his sleep. Wang Laowu woke up and sat up straight.
Pushing open the door, he ran toward His Highness Karl's mansion. On the street, the cold wind of early spring blew, making people's faces hurt. Strangely, Wang Laowu did not feel cold because his heart was already extremely hot.
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