Al kept changing the fire bomb in his palm, turning into a puddle of clear water, a ball of lightning, and a clod of dirt. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Now that he's mastered this rudimentary elemental change magic, he's doing whatever he wants. Then he recited a spell in frustration, and the center of the fire bomb exuded a slight chill, and then slowly expanded, and the color gradually turned crimson, and Al shook his hand, and the fire bomb directly broke a big tree in front of him, and the rolling heat seemed to ignite the surrounding air.

That's powerful magic. After Al discovers the relationship between magic and sound, he can use spells to cast some magic that he previously longed for but couldn't reach, and some experiments that he had previously conceived but couldn't achieve can be put into reality. For example, the ultra-low temperature stimulation of the elemental arrangement, the rapid cooling structure is embedded in the magic model, and some key structures in the elemental arrangement are frozen. El found that the elemental arrangement would stabilize quickly, and even if it was not guided by mental power, it would not collapse immediately, which meant that more elements could be gathered on a stable magic model to generate more power. For example, the previous fire bomb, after the unstable fire magic is stabilized, it gathers more elements, and the power is several times stronger than that of ordinary fire bullets.

However, there was no joy on Al's face, "It's too easy, the channeling and gathering of the elements is much faster, and the concentration of the surrounding elements has all risen, it seems that the elemental tide is really about to fall." ”

Elemental tides are also a mysteries of this world. From decades to hundreds of years, the concentration of the elements that pervade the entire space will increase rapidly, and the ability of spellcasters of humans, orcs, and dark elves will increase during this period. Warcraft, on the other hand, will become stronger, bloodthirsty, aggressive, and even more irrational. They expand their territory, attacking all creatures within their range, including humans.

This is the Beast Tide, the nightmare of ancient humanity, the deepest fear, the power of humanity to resist until they learn to use the elements. Now it is considered a large-scale natural disaster. The recent beast tide in the western realm occurred forty-three years ago, when almost all the demonic beasts in the snow field flocked to the western border, relying on the three fortified cities of Iron Furnace Fort, Iron Sword City, Snow Fortress and the Western Legion, it was finally stopped, but the losses were heavy, and the population of the border plummeted a lot.

"Beast tide, this may be a rare opportunity. Al pondered, and finally made up his mind. Magic is certainly a power, and the Iron Thorn Family, as the Lord of the West, is also his help. Among them, the Legion of the Western Frontier is even more crucial, he wants to increase his influence in the legion, and if necessary, he can control a part of the military power, otherwise he alone will not be able to fight against future disasters. El doesn't want respect as the heir to the Iron Thorns, but the love and awe that his father recognizes in the military, and there's no better way to do that than by fighting side by side.

"You're going to the border to fend off the tide of beasts?" the Duke was a little surprised when he heard Al's request, but more proud: this is my son, the heir of Iron Thorns. The bravery of a pioneer and the responsibility of being a guardian are in his veins, and they have not been weakened by learning magic.

However, after all, the Duke is the lord of a realm, the commander of tens of thousands of armies, and reason will always rule him. Soon there was a hesitation in his scrutinizing eyes: Al was too young to learn magic to make much use on the battlefield. Neither a gifted powerhouse, nor a genius who uses soldiers like a god, if you want to send someone to protect him, it will be a bit more than worth the loss.

Al knew what his father was worried about, and preemptively said, "Father, I promise to stay only in the city, and will not go down to the city to fight, and I will not need additional manpower to protect me, and I will never interfere with the command and operation of the legion generals. I thought I was an ordinary mage, and I wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary. ”

Then Al added, and it was this sentence that made the Duke make up his mind. "Father, I think that the young eagle will not spread its wings and fly high without being beaten, the grass will not grow spikes without being trampled, and the people of the Iron Thorn family will never be afraid of war. ”

The Duke nodded slowly.

Since the things that have been decided will not drag the mud and water, the Iron Thorn family will not be sad because of a war, and their children will be long. The next day, after saying goodbye to the duchess and duchess, Al took Freeman to the border, but when he traveled, only Medea did not come to see him off, and the woman and the two moon dragons did not know where to go.

"I always feel a little sorry for Mr. Sasha, obviously he sent you here as a guard to prevent you from going to war. ”

"Young master, it should be me who thank you for taking me to the battlefield. This is the choice I make, Freeman Spalletdi. I am your sword, your shield, if not broken and broken on the battlefield, but rusted and rotted in the castle, then my dreams and life so far are so sad. ”

Al looked at Freeman's pious and earnest face. This is his comrade-in-arms, a man who, like Sabel in the previous life, can entrust his back to him.

When the moving words came to his lips, he turned into a joke: "Freeman, when are you going to be able to get out of the way." If I were a girl, I would have been fascinated by you. ”

Freeman was a little embarrassed: "My father has recently forced me to read some books, and he has been wondering if he can get a baron, and he says that being a nobleman who can't write poetry is something to be ridiculed for. ”

"So from now on, Mr. Freeman Spalletdi will become Mr. Freeman Spalletdi. ”

"Young Master, please don't call me that!" Freeman was in great distress.

"Yes, Master Freeman Spalletdi. ”

"Master!" Freeman raised his voice.

"Good day, Master Freeman Spalletdi. ”

Stepping on the snow and breaking the sun, the laughter of the teenagers accompanied the sound of horses' hooves all the way to the west. Enthusiasm is not depressed, courage is not fearful, hope is not despair, faith is not confused, it is because of youth that it has never hesitated.

There are a total of twelve cities in the West, among which the three cities of Iron Forge, Iron Sword City, and Snow Fortress stand in an inverted triangle at the junction of the West Border and the Sorrowful Snow Field, firmly resisting the invasion from the Snow Field. Iron Fort and Iron Sword City are further forward and the Snow Fortress is slightly behind, and the three cities are each other's horns, among which the Snow Fortress is a strategic point and the most important one. Between the Snow Fort and the Iron Fort is the largest cedar forest in the West, which is an important fuel for the people of the West to survive the winter and an important material for daily life. Between it and Iron Sword City is the perennial frozen Lake Bega, and in good years, people can break the ice and catch a lot of fish. Behind the Snow Fortress is a gallop road leading directly to the Thorn Fortress, which can be said to be the gateway to the Thorn Fortress, the capital of the Western Territory, and can also rescue the Iron Furnace Fort and the Iron Sword City at any time. Because of its strategic location, the Westside Legion has elite troops stationed inside the Stronghold, and the Snow Fortress is the destination of the El.

Along the way, Al passed through several cities, and in these cities he did see the orc slaves that Mr. Felipe once talked about. These orcs were scarred, their eyes numb and cold, and the hunger, cold, and hopelessness tortured these orcs to the point of being crippled and emaciated, and they had no sign of being as strong as they had been. Al looked at them, and couldn't help but think of the orc puppet army he had encountered in his previous life, and added a trace of worry to his heart, how the dark magicians made and controlled the puppets has always been a mystery. If the Dark Mages really had the means to brainwash them on a large scale, then his hope of victory was slim, and this was like a mountain that weighed down Al's breath.

After more than ten days, he finally arrived at the Snow Fortress, and Al also met the guardian of the Snow Fortress: Christopher Kellerman. General Kellerman is a typical old soldier, with deep eye sockets and a slightly curved hooked nose reflecting the old general's tough character, and gray but well-combed hair and a wrinkled and tight face are the stubbornness of the old man. Like all Westfrontier soldiers were blunt and unpretentious, General Kellerman had doubts and distrust written almost all over his face.

"You don't have to worry about anything, you don't have to send someone to take care of me, just treat me as an ordinary mage, I will obey orders and will never run around. Al hurriedly reassured.

After hearing Al's assurance, General Klerman finally put some snacks down, and his impression of Al also changed, and it seemed that he was not an arrogant and domineering nobleman, so he turned around and ordered the guards to lead Al and Freeman to rest. No matter how upright he was, he wouldn't really treat Al as an ordinary creep. "When it's time for the Monster to attack the city, let him stay by his side and feel the war. General Kellerman secretly decided.

The arrival of Al and Freeman had little impact on the Snow Fortress. The defenders of the fortress were in a state of intense war preparations. Because it is a strategic location, there are 5,000 elite soldiers stationed in the fortress, and a large amount of ordnance, grain and grass and water are stored. The Western Foreign Affairs Office sent some more just in case. As the largest city on the western border, the Snow Fortress is home to a large number of civilians, and the brave westerners will also organize themselves for simple military training in their spare time, and all the surrounding people will retreat into the city in an orderly manner. However, the Snow Fortress's biggest reliance is the 20-meter-high wall, which is made of black rock and glutinous rice unique to the West. The walls of the city were built with a chain of blockhouses, which were interlocking, and there were several hidden passages in the city that connected to the blockhouses, which allowed the defenders to concentrate their forces on supporting everywhere. The outer side is built with continuous concave and convex battlement walls, and there are also horse paths and climbing roads in the castle, and there are protruding wall platforms every few meters to ensure that the city wall has no dead ends from top to bottom. The most surprising thing is the tall iron gate, made entirely of cast iron, and the weight must be pulled by iron cables, which can only be pulled up and lowered by dozens of military personnel every day. It was built by the empire inviting more than a dozen mages to use earth and fire magic, and with a large number of soldiers and civilians to consume countless money and food, it took several years to build, the most important thing was to defend against the threat of orcs in the west.

From afar, the tall castle towers reach into the clouds, and the entire fortress is like a huge shield against all foreign enemies. Since it was built, both the Warcraft and the Orcs have all looked at the city and sighed, drunk and hated, and spilled a lot of blood but couldn't move forward.

There are relatives in the heart, hatred is lingering, bones are buried, and the heroes are strong.