Caer Darrow, northeast of Hillsbrad Foothills
The Barov family's castle is located on an excellent island surrounded by water. The beautiful Lake Darrowmill is not only the most beautiful scenery of the castle, but also the best moat.
On the southern side of the island, the mountains are relatively flat, and this is where the essence of the Barov family's industry is concentrated.
There are huge blacksmith shops connected to each other, and thick chimneys emit billowing black smoke all the ti.
There were people coming and going on the island, and there was an endless stream of rchants' horse caravans.
On the west side of the island, there was a large port that was clearly beyond the scope of civilian use. Duke actually saw small warships here, which were obviously used by the Barov family to defend their ho base.
The island was not completely separated from the shore. A huge stone bridge about 200 ters long, which could accommodate four carriages, connected the island to the road on the shore. The lake was not deep, about two ters deep, so that people could see the bottom through the clear water.
Of course, on the fortress that was built on the mountain and guarded the entire Barov Castle, there were at least ten cannons pointing towards the shore. If soone really led an army to attack on the narrow mountain road, it would be a real live-fire shooting exercise. No one in the attacking army would be able to cross this bridge.
On the shore, Duke stood still.
If Duke hadn't traveled through ti, this prosperous island would have beco a dead and terrifying place a dozen years later. The entire Barov family would have been destroyed, and this place would have been occupied by the Curse Cult of Kel'Thuzad, who had surrendered to the Lich King, and beco a very famous place in "later history" - the Scholomance.
Duke will never forget that in the ga, he and his friends were wiped out here again and again...
By the end I've rembered every key point.
Duke suddenly sighed.
"Master, what's wrong?" Makaro, his follower, asked Duke carefully.
"No, I just feel a little bored."
At this ti, one of Duke's private soldiers who was on the outpost rode back.
"Report, there seems to be so trouble ahead."
Makaro suddenly frowned: "Didn't we inform you in advance that His Excellency the Duke would co to visit?"
"That's right, but a rchant caravan over there suddenly had its carriage overturned on the bridge, dumping a large amount of goods and attracting cattle and sheep. Now the only bridge to the island is blocked. The people of the Barov family said they were very sorry and asked us to wait a mont." said the private soldier.
Makaro's face was as dark as ink: "What about the ferry?"
"They were all sent out before we notified them."
What mistake? This is clearly a show of force!
"Master, we..."
Duke didn't care at all. Instead, he laughed: "Haha! Those guys from Barov really think we are beggars."
"I'll go and blast away the guys on the bridge." Makaro beca furious and raised his hand to call for his private soldiers, ready to rush over and push all the obstacles into the water.
"No need." Duke pointed his whip at the castle on the island. "I want to tell Barov that before I beca a duke, I was first a powerful wizard, and the Stormwind has never perished. Pass the order, change the spiked horseshoes."
Spiked horseshoes?
Horseshoes can effectively protect the horse's hooves from cracking, but spiked horseshoes are only used in places with ice and snow.
Fortunately, the team ca along the edge of the snow-covered Alterac Mountains, and the spiked horseshoes were also prepared.
They were all replaced quickly.
At this mont, in Barov Castle, Duke Alex Barov received a report from his subordinates.
"They stopped?"
"Yes. They stopped before they got close to the bridge."
"Just leave them alone. I have no intention of humiliating them. I just don't want to see the young duke speak nonsense right away. In troubled tis, food is very precious."
At this mont, hurried footsteps were suddenly heard outside the door. It was another attendant of Duke Barov.
"Your Excellency the Duke, they are here! Edmund Duke and his party are here!"
Duke Barov frowned. His personal bodyguard rarely lost his composure. If it was an ordinary arrival, he would never make such a fuss and run over breathlessly. And Duke must have used so unexpected ans to cross the 100-ter water surface to co here.
"You're here? How did you get here?"
"Ice! That Edmund froze the entire lake!"
After hearing the report from his n, Duke Barov quickly walked out of the room and went to the other side of the castle, which was a terrace near the south bridge.
He saw a scene he would never forget.
Above our heads, the sun is shining brightly.
Before my eyes, there is a thousand ters of ice.
The entire surface of Lake Darrowre, which served as a barrier for Caer Darrow Castle, was completely frozen. A group of people and horses galloped on the slippery ice and rushed straight towards the castle. The rumbling sound of horses' hooves startled countless people who were working on the island.
Not far away, Duke Barov saw that his captain of the guards looked like a fool. He was holding the alarm bell in his hand, but he didn't know whether to ring it or not.
Fortunately, at the last mont, the captain saw Duke Barov.
The Duke sighed and waved his hand.
The captain was relieved: "Open the city gate! Welco our distinguished guests——"
In fact, in order to pretend to be busy, the gate was always open, but having guards lined up to welco you and not having them are two completely different things.
As if blocking the progress of the guards' formation, just as the Barov family's private soldiers finished lining up and blew the welco horn, Duke arrived.
Duke knocked on the horse's belly, and a tall, pure white horse ca galloping over from the frozen lake.
At this mont, Duke, set against the backdrop of the flying snow, didn't look like an ordinary person at all.
I saw him - the forked white wizard crown with purple patterns on it was towering towards the sky, the white wizard robe with blue edges, which was unique to the Stormwind, fluttering in the wind, a belt full of murderous aura and emitting a mysterious blue arcane glow was tied around his waist, and a strange ornant with faint flashes of lightning on it was even more dazzling and eye-catching.
The pure white cloak he was wearing fluttered in the wind and snow, and the golden rune pattern embroidered on the cloak could be vaguely seen.
He is just a gentle and elegant young man, but he gives people the feeling that he is a god walking out of a snowstorm.
As he walked on the ice, the warhorse under Duke's crotch neighed like a dragon.
This appearance alone startled Duke Barov who ca to greet him.
Beside him, Makaro pulled the reins of his horse, jumped off the horse lightly, and imdiately sang: "The court mage of Stormwind, the Duke of Karazhan, the destroyer of a hundred thousand orcs - Edmund Duke is here -"
Next to it, four carriages were lined up.
Duke's private soldiers opened the boxes in the car swiftly.
Two carts full of golden bars and two carts full of frozen orc heads.
Duke Barov's eyelids twitched.
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