"Dad, why don't we go back to the family territory?" Davian asked after dinner, looking up at his father who was standing outside the house.

"Alas, the family elite is dead and wounded, and what face do I have to return to the family to face the clansmen. The man turned around, and it was Seid.

"But what about the younger generations in the family?" After teaching Davian from an early age, he considered more questions.

"Don't worry, I've already arranged it, and it's enough for the older generation in the family to teach these young people. Seder stroked Davion's head.

"Then why do the clansmen still come here every year?" the young Davian couldn't figure out why he kept interacting with his clansmen if he didn't want to go back.

Seid smiled bitterly, and did not answer, the homeland where he had lived for decades, how could he say that he could let go of it. Over the years, Seder often recorded the combat skills and battlefield experience he had learned, and asked people to take them back, but he was reluctant to bear the family, and he was not at ease with the family, and he was always doing his best to make up for the scars left by the disaster that year.

Seeing that his father didn't answer, Davian jumped over with interest, "Dad, can you not talk about combat skills, military affairs and the like tonight, I want to hear the story of the year." ”

Seder was silent for a moment, then said, "It's okay, you should have known these things. Do you remember living more than a hundred miles away with Mrs. Li?"

"I remember that my mother said that she was the wife of General Leorik back then. Speaking of this, Davion couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

"Yes, your mother and I met them on the run......"

Going back a few decades, the ancient city of Meni was full of corpses and skeletons, and even undead creatures devouring corpses. Outside the city of Meni, a woman looked into the city with grief.

"Madam, let's go, I'm afraid I won't be able to go if I don't go. A strong voice came from behind him, and it was not difficult to see that he was a centaur. The body that is more than four meters tall and the body of the horse make him look so unshakable. The four-meter-long battle axe in his hand is even more daunting, such a steel battle axe, to say the least, is hundreds of pounds, but in his hands, it is like a plaything. This man was none other than Woden, the centaur chieftain, who fled south in anger and hatred after his tribe was wiped out by a natural disaster. Later, he met General Leorik on the way, and with his help, Worden traveled to the front line several times and recovered a small number of remnants of the centaurs, which was already a large number of centaurs for the centaur tribe that had been badly damaged after the Great War. Soon, General Lee found a remote place for them to use as a new habitat. In fact, because of General Lee's kindness and bearing, Worden is already working for him, and those centaurs are also his private army. Because of their hatred of the Scourge, the people of Woden did not complain about this, and Leorik was already a famous hero, so they were determined to serve him.

However, at this time, Worden, who had always been calm, also showed a little anxious look on his face.

"Okay. The woman lamented, turned around with her head bowed, and stepped into the carriage. "Let's go!" Worden roared, glaring at Menni City, and stepped out of his way to catch up with the convoy. The hatred burned through his chest like the most bitter fruit in the tribe, but reason kept reminding him to keep up with the convoy and not to try to rush back desperately at this time. As soon as the woman sat down in the carriage, she could no longer hold back her tears, and tears flowed down her fingers. She never believed that her husband who never left her husband was gone like this, she never believed that her former homeland was now ruthlessly swallowed up by war, and she never believed that the dream in her heart was shattered like this. She remembers the morning before her husband left......

"Madam, put on this charm, and if anything happens to me, go to Worden and ask for his help. Leorik handed over a charm in the shape of a blood-colored battle axe, which should have looked fierce and brave, but now it was endless sorrow in the eyes of the woman. The woman's heart ached, she stretched out her hands to clasp his hand, and said with a forced smile: "You will be fine, come back as soon as possible." ”

Leorik nodded, and approached to place the charm around his wife's neck. "You don't want to go out during this time, move to Worden first if you don't need your belongings, the carriage is ready at any time, I have a hunch that the front line is a fierce battle. After thinking about it, Leorick changed his words, "Many of the people who came this time are death knights, I'm afraid that they will bypass the front line and raid the rear, you must leave quickly when the time comes, don't worry about me." ”

The woman stretched out her hand and gently stroked her husband's face, "I don't understand military affairs, I will definitely take care of family affairs, I just want you to come back safely." ”

"Hmm. Leorik turned and went downstairs to beckon his men to the city gates, and looked at her husband's back, and the woman's heart ached.

It's just that I didn't expect this day to come so quickly, and a few days ago, Wang Du received the news of the defeat at the front, and the whole city was panicked. The woman does not expect her husband to be able to turn the situation around, but only asks for his husband to be safe and sound, and comforts herself every day that her husband may not be dead, but the news of the chaotic front of the battle line cannot be returned, although she already knows the answer in her heart. The kingdom of Babylon, which had lost the protection of the army, was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and the army of the Scourge was like a bamboo, and soon the army was under the city of Meni, and the woman knew that her beloved would not return......

"Worden. The woman whispered from the carriage.

"Hmm. At this time, Worden's voice couldn't help but be a little heavy.

"Could it be...... Won't the army of the alliance come to their aid?"

Worden paused and opened his mouth. But he didn't say a word. The people around him gradually stopped and looked at him in silence. Except for the centaurs of his own tribe, the rest were General Leorik's family, retinue, and lords. They looked at him in silence, and silence was powerful enough to make even the mountain-strong centaur chief feel hard about it. There was anticipation in their eyes, but more than that, there was confusion and dead silence. He looked at the ground and waved his hand to let the convoy go on, while he followed the woman's carriage with a gloomy expression. The wheels of the road run over the barren land, and the dull and monotonous sound of wheels and horses' hooves seems to be as silent as death. Everyone was silent, even the beasts they encountered on the way only looked at them quietly, and then dragged their heavy bodies away slowly. The war has made this country lose its former vitality. And the convoy was also in a sad atmosphere, carefully sleeping out every day, for several days, and there were few words.

One day, in the midst of this suffocating silence, Worden spoke, like a boulder sleeping in the open being shaking off its age-beaten shell, "Madam, you don't understand military matters, but as a leader, I still know a little. There is already intrigue within the alliance, and elves, humans, and orcs have already broken out wars with each other, and it is a war that is enough to form a blood feud. Silvermoon City, Stormwind City, and Orgrimmar are three-legged, elves are arrogant, humans are cunning, and orcs are reckless, how can they be twisted into a rope. What's more, the kingdom of Babylon was already at the front of the front, and the vanguard army was newly defeated, where did the main reinforcements come from, alas, it was difficult!" "As an orc, Woden can be regarded as a very wise person in the entire orc tribe if he can have such insight.

The woman did not speak, and the motorcade continued quietly. "Gah. "A crow flew up from ahead. Worden motioned for the centaur guards to go to the front, and everyone was ready to fight. Because Worden saw that the crow was obviously overfrightened before flying, and his movements were scattered and panicked, although this kind of thing happened from time to time on the way to escape, but Worden, who has always been steady, was still unwilling to bet the safety of the convoy on a small probability event. On the surface, it was as if nothing had happened, but their hands were already pressed on the hilt of their swords, and the entire convoy was like a lurking beast.

I thought that this time was the same as the previous times, but some wild beasts had alarmed the crows, but the sound of fighting gradually came from the front, and the sound of bones rubbing against the skeleton was clearly heard. The centaurs in front of them suddenly jumped out and slashed down a few skeleton soldiers in front of them with their axes, and everyone behind them drew their swords, and the few magicians began to silently condense their magic, and they knew when they should make a move. Woden took a step forward, and the axe stood in front of the carriage.

Worden frowned at the sound of fighting in front of him, although he was fine, only injured, no one was killed, but Worden found that these were just some low-level skeleton archers and mages, and it was obvious that the real enemy was still ahead. Worden said to the guards beside him, "Protect Madame." Then he ran forward. He directly crossed the skeleton soldiers and ran forward, and he even crashed directly into the few skeleton soldiers who stopped in front of him, and he was wearing heavy armor like a humanoid chariot, smashing the skeletons in front of him to the ground. The skeleton, which was less than a man tall, looked to him like an ant.

Soon, he saw that outside a cave in front of him, a group of undead troops was attacking the cave, and there were already corpses around the cave, but he found that none of them looked like humans, elves, or beasts. "Could it be that this is the cannibalism of the undead army?" but he himself immediately denied this view, the scars of the corpse seemed to be caused by the standard weapons of the human race, not to mention how the battle of the necromancer would not be so small. "Whatever it is, the enemy of the natural disaster is a friend. He thought.

To his amazement, there was still such a high-level undead creature as Abomination among these undead creatures, even if there was only one one, it was enough to kill a team of Terran infantry, and the body of the corpses piled up made the sword lose its due lethality, and the miasma naturally emitted from the body was a highly toxic that was difficult to touch for people with strong physiques. The situation did not allow him to think too much, and he rushed into the battle, and the place shook, and suddenly the earth splattered, and the undead around him crumbled. Taking advantage of the moment when they swayed, he raised the axe, the blade of the axe glowed with golden light, and the axe was chopped down, and the abomination was chopped into minced flesh on the spot, but Woden was also a bloody light, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Seeing Woden slash abomination to death with an axe, the undead around him scattered in terror and fled.

After taking the undead around and escaping, Worden looked into the cave. This sight immediately surprised him, there was only a man and a woman in the cave, and there was no one else. "Could it be that these two alone are able to compete against a small group of Scourge soldiers?" Worden's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he slowly raised the giant axe in his hand again. He looked closely into the cave, and the man looked strong, covered in wounds, as if he had been fished out of blood, and the faint marks on his armor were somewhat familiar. The woman beside him was clearly an elf, and her delicate face was now haggard with blood and miasma. Woden let go of his worries, except for the Fallen Elves and the like, there are almost no ordinary elves that have anything to do with natural disasters. As Worden scrutinized them, he heard the woman say, "Thank you for saving your life, may I ask ...... you?"

Woden nodded slightly to them, "I am the private army of a nobleman of the Kingdom of Babylon, and I am now escorting my wife to escape. Worden doesn't want to reveal his identity for the time being.

"I can't imagine that the kingdom of Babylon is also ......," the elven woman whispered.

"May I ask which team are you two from?" Worden saw that the two should be specially trained, and first took advantage of the position, and managed to fight out so many natural disaster soldiers, but now the two of them were in rags, and they couldn't tell the team they once belonged to.

"We ...... Not the Guards Legion's. The elven woman replied, "We are the survivors of the Knights of the Dark Dragon. When Worden heard this, he was immediately in awe, and he had heard General Leorik mention this disciplined and powerful knight order earlier. Admiral Leorik had fought alongside them once, and when he returned, he was full of praise for this knightly order, and everyone in this order was worthy of his personal guard in terms of strength alone. Worden then understood why the mark on the man's body was so familiar, and Worden solemnly gave them the highest knightly salute.

"May I ask what do the two seniors call them?"

"Seniors don't dare to be, my name is Yemu. The elven woman replied. "My name is Seid. "Apparently the man had just recovered from his serious injuries.

"The two seniors were too modest. "It's not that Woden is humble, elves have always lived a long life, even if they are half-elves like Yemu, their lifespan is extremely long, and the dark dragon knight has a dragon bloodline, although his lifespan is not as good as that of the dragon clan, but there are also a few hundred years old, which is indeed a lot older than Woden, and it is understandable to call his predecessors.

On the way back, Worden informed the two that they were escorting General Leorik's wife to the south. The two also had a relationship with General Leoric, and had heard about the crushing defeat of the Abilon army on the road before, and they were not too surprised and angry about it, but in this calmness was a deep helplessness and despair. The three of them thought that not long ago, the guards were still advancing all the way, and they didn't expect that the situation would be reversed in an instant, the two major knights of the former guards would be wiped out, the kingdom of Babylon that the guards relied on as a barrier would be destroyed, and even the hundred-year-old city of Meni would fall into the hands of natural disasters, and they felt like a world away.

Back in the convoy, Lady Leorik hurriedly vacated a carriage for Syd and Yemu, and the servant immediately took out the remaining wound medicine in his hand and handed it to Yemu. Yemu was not pretentious, thanked him, turned and jumped into the carriage to treat Syrd's wounds, quite the vigor of some knights, but did not see the cumbersome elegance of the elves, which made Worden and Lady Leoric remember this. After Seder recovered from his injuries, everyone talked and thought about the current situation, and only then did they realize that the news of the fiasco in the Valley of Spirits had not yet reached the kingdom of Babylon. When Lady Leorik and Worden heard the news of the destruction of the two Knights, they both froze on the spot, and for a moment the scene fell into a deathly silence. As the two most famous and powerful knights on the continent today, the common people respect their character, and their allies respect and are amazed by their strength. The two knights combined were able to easily defeat a legion several times their size, and in the hearts of the civilians of the guards, they were the two pillars of the Guards Alliance, and now that they have collapsed, I don't know how many people will be unable to sleep day and night. And Aisaro's rebellion was like a worse situation, and as soon as this dissipation rose, the gap between the two sides suddenly opened up a big gap. Mrs. Leorik was speechless at this time, and sat in her seat. Outside the carriage, although Worden had been in battle for a long time, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his mouth when he received such blows in succession, and the tomahawk that he had always wielded freely in his hand became heavier than ever. Later, Madame Leorik learned that the two did not know what the battle was like at that time, and she was naturally disappointed. The entire front line became chaotic after this, the Cataclysm side really started a major counteroffensive suddenly this time, Seder was seriously injured, Ye Mu could only take him as much as possible to avoid the possible Cataclysmic army on the road, and could only barely discern this general direction, let alone take the initiative to find the scattered troops, only to know that the entire front line was losing and retreating, and many times passing through the towns did not dare to enter because of the strong necromantic atmosphere. After not encountering General Leorik or his subordinates on the way, he once again experienced hope and despair, which added another layer of gloom to the already grieving convoy. In the end, it was decided that because Lady Leorric did not know where to go, and Syd and his wife were disheartened and unwilling to return to the clan, they went to the south together, and there was a care on the way.

Despite the addition of the two of them, the convoy continued to move forward in silence, but the smell of heartbreak was filled with new sadness, and the heavy wheels ran over the blood-stained puddles, splashing crimson droplets like blood and tears shed by travelers. This convoy led by the strong man was at this time, like those helpless people who had left their homes on this broken land, and their dejected backs were hard to pull the crooked ruts, pointing in the direction far from home......

"Dad, is there any news about General Leorik in the end?" Davion asked, tilting his head, his black eyes inevitably carrying a lot of sadness. Seder shook his head, "In recent years, we have also inquired, but no one knows what happened afterward, even the soldiers who participated in the war at that time, because of the chaos of the battle at that time, everyone fled, I don't know what happened to General Leorik, I only know that the battle situation fell directly into a white-hot stage at the beginning, and General Leorik was entangled by the strong man of the natural disaster as soon as he came. However, according to General Leorik's temperament, I am afraid that he was ...... at that time Alas. ”

"But I don't understand, how could the front line be defeated?" Davion couldn't figure it out, wasn't the Scourge army here to annihilate the Knights at that time, how could it be possible to break through the Abylonian defense line at the same time. In his heart, his father is a man like a god, such a group of men gathered together, natural disasters can completely eat them whole, it is absolutely impossible to not do all his strength, how can there be such a big harvest.

My father couldn't figure it out, but according to the survivors' recollections, it seemed that a Death Knight suddenly killed General Leorik in one fell swoop, and the army was demoralized and led to the defeat. But when did a natural disaster come out with such a brilliant genius?"

Seeing his son's thoughtful look, Seder touched his head, and his heart turned over the memories of the past.

"Okay, go to bed early, the truth will come out one day. You're only a level 3 warrior. In the future, our Dark Dragon Clan still needs you to revitalize!" After a pause, Seder thought for a moment and said, "By the way, starting tomorrow, your training volume will be doubled. ”

"Plop. Looking at Xiao An's appearance, the corners of Seid's mouth rarely raised a smile.

There are endless types of warriors and mages on the Azeroth Continent, and their strength is also uneven, if they are not from the same academy or teacher, it is difficult to have a standard for judging. In ancient times, people often fought duels or sparring, resulting in countless casualties. Even at the time of the Burning Legion's invasion, it was not uncommon for various clans and tribes to fight each other over strength issues. It was not until the Second War that a recognized standard was gradually formed on the continent, coupled with the calibration and approval of the six great dragons of creation, and finally the standard set by the Dalaran Council, whether it was a mage or a warrior, followed by this standard. The standard classifies all people on the road into different grades, which are:

1-6J Low-level Warrior (Mage)

7-11J Intermediate Warrior (Mage)

12-16J High Warrior (Mage)

Holy steps of 16j and above

Since then, the gap between the warrior and the mage has also become smaller. Some people think that mages are stronger, some people think that warriors are stronger, but in fact there is not much difference between the ranks. Low-level mages are also strong enough to stand up to warriors, and high-level warriors are strong enough to resist mage's magic. There are warriors who are good at long-range attacks, and there are mages who are good at melee attack magic, and so on. As for the Holy Order, it is said that there is a stronger being, and people call it "demigods".

- Dara parliamentary hierarchy standards