Chapter 512 11. Rekindling

The first batch of refugees transferred from northern Xinjiang have already boarded the boats mobilized by the Federation. They will go all the way south along the Khaz Modan Sea, and land from two locations in the West Wilderness and Booty Coast. From the north and the south, they will be Send it to various towns in the Defias Federation.

This will be a super-large-scale transfer operation. The Federation will absorb immigrants equivalent to one-third of the total population at one time, and with the progress of the war in the northern border, the number of refugees who will eventually gather in the southern border will only increase. However, once the federation cannot quickly absorb these foreign populations, the entire ruling system within the federation will be shaken.

From this point of view, the upper and lower houses of the Federation have discussed for a long time, and finally decided to scatter the foreign immigrants into the current towns like sand to reduce the impact of the foreign population on the federal system. However, the administrative ability of the internal strata of the government is a great test.

Whether it is the entry of information on the immigrant population, or the allocation of personnel, as well as life and employment guidance and the allocation of production resources in the later stage, it is a big project that makes one's scalp tingle, but a country and a political system want to make great progress and go through such tests. is inevitable.

And under the protection of the garrison regiments that have spread all over the ruling areas, there will not be too much turmoil in the entire Federation, but the turmoil in the social security environment in the recent period is naturally inevitable.

The transshipment of the refugees stranded in northern Xinjiang also completely untied the ropes tied behind the various battle groups in northern Xinjiang, and they could finally let go of their hands and feet to do a big job.

"Andorhal situation report!"

Lord Saurfang rode on his skeleton warhorse, surrounded by knights, and rushed towards the direction of the Coldwind Camp, which was the only connection point between the Hillsbrad Hills and the Stratholme region before. After Tyrion cut the northern border, the mountains around the ice camp were also destroyed, but the camp miraculously survived, and in the movement of the surrounding mountains, a strange road across the Dalaran Strait was formed. mountain.

It was controlled by the vanguard of the Berserkers a few weeks ago, but since there is an active space node near the city of Andorhal, the death knights have been busy destroying the space node from that node in the recent period of time. A steady stream of demons rushed out, leaving the city of Andorhal across the lake aside.

"Lord, on the night of 1 day ago, Andorhal experienced a violent space shock. It should be the shock of the opening of the portal. The Kingdom of Lordaeron deployed all their air power in nearby sentries. Our scouts It is also difficult to break through this layer of defense."

The high-ranking knight staying at the Coldwind camp reported to Saurfang:

"After the demons appeared, the human team that moved from Antonhal to the Tirisfal area was pushed back into the city again. According to the estimate of the city's volume, there are at least 300,000 humans in the city. It is said that Luo Danron's prince, Arthas Menethil, is still guarding the city."

"I feel like something is wrong with this city..."

Saurfang threw the bridle in his hand to the knight behind him. He quickly walked a few steps, climbed up to the sentry tower of the Coldwind camp, and looked at Andorhal city in the mist on the lake. After a while, the death lord The expression is a little weird:

"We can't wait any longer, attack now! Blast the city! See what the hell humans are doing!"

"Obey!"

The high-ranking knights led away, and in just a moment, more than a dozen dark cannons were pushed out of the camp by the death knights, and lined up on the banks of the Sordo River. The terrain here is very bad. Before Xinjiang was cut open, there were still many cannons piled up on this river bank, but now, the river bank here has become very narrow.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The howling shells flew out of the muzzle, bringing up bursts of pungent smoke. They drew a nearly perfect arc in the air and hit the city wall of Andorhal. Watching the flames erupt on the city wall, In the mist, the defenders on the city wall seemed to panic, and the city defense guns also began to fight back, but both in power and frequency, they were far inferior to the firepower of Dark Blade.

"The soldiers are still there...but I still don't feel right."

Saurfang didn't want to wait any longer. In his heart, the instincts belonging to the top fighters and commanders were shaking. There was no doubt that there was something wrong with the city in front of him.

"Keep fire cover on the ground, and the skeleton dragon team will take off with me!"

Saurfang lifted the saw chain sword on the ground, put his battle ax behind his back, and strode onto his own skeleton dragon. In the deep roar of these bone dragons, those who rode the necromancer wyverns died Following behind the lord, the knight roared into the abnormal mist of the lake in front of him. On the bridge leading to Andorhal City in front of the Coldwind camp, several artillery pieces were also pushed out by the death knights.

This firepower is far from being saturated, but the distance between the camp and the city is too close. The knights of Dark Blade do not need complete anti-aircraft firepower. After the frequent shelling attracted the attention of the city wall guards, Saru The air team led by Farr roared across the sky, and the moment they entered the range of the city wall, the death lord jumped off the flying mount with those high-ranking knights.

Like the craziest paratroopers, falling behind the gates of Andorhal.

And the moment Saurfang landed, the experienced general immediately noticed something was wrong with the city... Although the defenders on the city wall seemed to be numerous, there were hardly many of them behind the city wall. support, which means that those soldiers on the city wall... are likely to be abandoned to attract attention.

They were deceived...Humans finished a beautiful "darkness", and at the moment they didn't pay attention, maybe just last night, they sent most of the civilians and troops in the entire city to another place, and the most important thing Yes, the casters of Dark Blade shouldn't be unable to feel the wave of space being torn open!

"Those portals, behind this incident... there is something weird!"

Saurfang shook his head, and kicked away several human soldiers rushing towards him. When the death knight was entangled with those soldiers, Saurfang took a step forward and slashed forward with the ferocious chainsword in his hand. After just a few sword strikes, the mound of ruins piled up behind the south gate of Andorhal to block the gate was washed away by the crazily surging force of death.

Between the dust dancing like a storm and the shaking of the ruins, the death lord strode forward. It took less than 30 seconds to cut a jagged crack in the thick gate of Andorhal City. After a roar, the gate was separated in a destructive direction towards the outside, and the smashed pillars on both sides caused the entire city wall to shake at this moment.

The opening of the city gate was like a signal, and the death knights in the Cold Wind camp rode their horses and rushed towards the city of Hadohal, even though the center of the bridge leading from the camp to the city had been blown up by the human defenders a few days ago , but under the galloping horses of the death knights, the ice-spreading bridge is enough for these undead to pass safely.

But the vanguard of the Berserkers rushed into the empty city. Except for the soldiers who were still fighting endlessly on the city wall, the whole city seemed to be empty, which surprised these death knights, but soon, Sa Rufar's order was issued again. Under the pressure of his will, the undead quickly dispersed into every corner of this huge city. After more than ten minutes, they finally found out.

It is in the northeast corner of the city, the remains of the portal left on the square near the market in the civilian area. Four huge gateposts stand around the square. Between the gateposts, there is a ring shaped like a door. The golden frame, and under the gatepost, is the teleportation array that covers the entire market. Just judging from the scale, this thing can be called a really big project.

The death lord stretched out his hand and wiped the golden frame between the gateposts. The gold-like metal had traces of melting, which proved that the large portal had a strong pressure on the frame, and those on the ground The black fragments that billowed in the wind like ashes seemed to have been thrown into a flame and burned, with dark red marks on the surface.

"Great value..."

Saurfang picked up a broken sapphire from the ground and looked at it in front of his eyes. Although it had been tempered by magic, it lost its original luster, but judging from the size of the gem, one could tell that it was value in human society.

"Go again, search the entire city, don't give up any valuable clues!"

The death lord waved his hand back, and the high-ranking knights behind him immediately dispersed in all directions. Saurfang was the only one left in the scene left by the portal. He looked back at the shadowed corner , he said in a deep voice:

"Come out!"

"swish"

The veil of the strange energy was actively removed, and a young human being stood in the shadow. He looked like the heir of a certain big family, dressed very elegantly, as if he was going to a banquet, but behind him The hidden dark and strange power represented that things were not so simple. After feeling Saurfang's gaze, the young man straightened his black tuxedo, then put his left hand on his chest, bent slightly, and used the magnetic said softly:

"The Barov family salutes you, Death Lord Saurfang, your name is resounding like thunder."

"Hmm... the blood race hidden in human society?"

The death lord was not too surprised by the appearance of the creature in front of him. He knew a long time ago that Nasa, the leader of the blood watcher, had left some "descendants" in human society, but it was the first time he had actually seen them. once.

Compared with the orthodox Salein, these human blood races lack the indifference of high-ranking lords, but are more cunning and hazy, which makes people somewhat uncomfortable.

"I am here by the order of the Patriarch to deliver important news to you, lord, 2 days ago, under the order of Emperor Lothar, the entire empire and its allies started the "final transfer" battle plan. Under the guidance of the most outstanding portal mages of the high elves of Erthalas, the empire spent a lot of money to build such super-large portals in various cities... This is the real treasure of the high elves."

The human vampire of the Barov family said softly:

"Andorhal is just one of them, but it has the least number of people, so the teleportation process is also the first to be completed. In the current Stratholme City, Quel Dolin Hut, Hearth Valley, Tyr's Hand and Light's Wish The House of Worship, the Eagle's Nest in the Hinterlands, the Tempest in Gilneas and the Port of Twilight, and all the big cities that are still under the control of the human empire, have erected strategic portals for the high elves overnight, and prevent Overshadowed by the magic you discovered... a pity, but Darkblade was a step too late."

"What about the parameters of these portals?"

Saurfang asked again, and the vampire shrugged:

"At least 10,000 people can be teleported in an hour. In those cities with large populations, there are even more than one portal. Lothar spent all the wealth of the king's land for this, but his people did see hope because of this. It is said that the portal leads to Several different places, we guess it should be the Whispering Coast and the North Coast in the north of Lordaeron...there is also the starting point for the imperial fleet to transport immigrants by sea."

"Very well, is there any other information?"

No frustration or other emotions could be seen on the death lord's face, as if none of this could move him. Under his gaze, the young vampire moved his body a little uncomfortable. He could feel that the death lord's gaze was Like a cold sword, it was on his neck.

"What's more, the paladins of the Silver Hand built a strong line of defense near the Tirisfal Fortress. Since the Silverpine Forest has become the Dalaran Strait, if the Dark Blade wants to attack Lordain Ren, we must break through that line of defense... It is said that Tyr's Hand also has some stubborn paladins who are unwilling to leave, and this is all the information the Barov family has collected so far."

"Oh, by the way, there is another point. The empire's sea migration and the portal operate at the same time. If the civilians in other cities have disappeared, maybe you can plunder the last batch of civilians near the Whispering Coast."

There was an evil smile on the vampire's thin face:

"The number of civilians gathered there is very, very impressive... and it is said that the royal family of Lordaeron will escort their people out of the sea together. That is a real big fish."

After finishing speaking, the human waved his cloak, turned into small black bats that gathered and scattered in the shadows, and quickly disappeared into the corner of the city, while Saurfang looked back at the ruins of the portal left in the city square , he shook his head, and then passed the news to the Dark Blade King far away in the southern border through a spiritual link.

A moment later, the Dark Blade King's reply sounded in Saurfang's heart:

"Bring them...back! I'm going to speak to Khadgar the Loyal first, and I'll be there soon!"