Captain Achite lay on his stomach in the grass, staring intently at the army of the undead passing under the hill. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Captain! It's time for us to withdraw! It's too dangerous here! Sergeant Jones lay beside him and whispered, "We're going to be discovered by them at any moment!" ”

"Wait and see if they have anything special." Captain Achille was still staring at the undead who passed under the hills.

There are ghouls who are small and run like monkeys. A powerful abomination stitched together from countless human corpses. There are no intelligent puppet skeleton soldiers, they only have rudimentary weapons in their hands. And the brainless zombies that are staggering forward.

These are undead troops without intelligence, and most of them are controlled by necromancers.

Through constant battles with the undead, the soldiers gradually got used to the various types of troops in the undead.

They know what is cannon fodder and what needs their attention.

"I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of them, right?!" Jones said with some concern, "Can we resist it?" ”

Captain Achille looked down and hesitated as he replied, "I don't know." Fortunately, the commander wisely evacuated all the soldiers along the way. Otherwise, the strongholds and camps along the way will be destroyed by them, and our brothers will become one of them. ”

"But maybe, as long as you can hold on for half a day. The surrounding armies will be able to come to our aid quickly. ”

"Huh? Look at that, Captain! Jones pointed to the new wooden chariots below. On board the chariot was a large transparent container with a green viscous meat liquid that was constantly shaking.

"What is this?!" Jones looked at him quizzically.

"It's .... Pestilence? "Captain Archette doesn't know where this thing came from." Make a note of their number and go back and tell the commander! ”

One plague cart after another on the hill drove in the direction of Brill.

"That's eight!" Jones checked carefully. He saw that behind the undead procession, some undead wearing robes began to appear. "That! And a lot of necromancers! And the undead of self-will! Oh, the Light is above! And the big bats? There are undead on it!? ”

"Get down and don't move!" Captain Archette pressed Jones's head, and the two of them were busy lying in the grass, covering them with a thick layer of withered leaves. Then a swarm of huge bats swept over their heads and rushed towards Brill.

"Can't stay here! Let's go! Captain Archette poked his head out of the grass, "There's going to be a big battle in Brill!" ”

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On the jungle road from Lordaeron to Brill, groups of disciplined Forsaken soldiers walked silently, heavily armed. In the jungle around them, ghouls, brainless zombies, and golem skeletons cover their flanks.

Pharmacist Putres, as the supreme commander of this force, will be ambitious.

During this time, his manufacturing department produced a total of more than 20,000 puppet soldiers, which he brought out. At the same time, the demon Varimathas also gave him 10,000 elite soldiers of the Forsaken. There are also necromancers who control the puppets, and the air force of their forsaken.

During the construction of the dungeon, the Forsaken discovered a colony of giant mutant bats in a sewer affected by the sewage of the alchemy room. They use it as their nest, where they live and breed. When Sylvanas learned of this, she led the necromancers to tame the bats. After a simple training of these bats, the Forsaken had their own air force.

Their air force soldiers used throwing spears as weapons. Because of their physical anatomy, they are able to throw spears in their hands and at great distances at their targets. This fast and ruthless means make them the main means of attack.

"Captain Saint-Cyr Burkemayne. You see, these humans are gutsless rats, and all the camps we pass along are empty. Pputres, the apothecary, pointed to the crusader camps on both sides of the road. They are like a bunch of sewer rats hiding in Tibet, and seeing us is like seeing cats. ”

Putress let out a hoarse laugh.

"Putres, you are the commander of this mission. I hope you have a solid battle plan," Captain Burkmayne and Putres each rode a skeleton warhorse, he was a little dissatisfied with Putreis's attitude, "This is war, not as simple as you dissecting human corpses in the alchemy room. ”

"Our race is scarce, and every individual is precious! Any loss will make Her Majesty the Queen of Darkness angry that you and I can't afford! Although I don't know how you managed to convince the Supreme Defense Officer, Lord Valimas. However, I hope you had better make a clear battle plan, otherwise, my men will refuse to go to war! Captain Berkmayne said unceremoniously.

"Oh, of course, of course." Putress touched a few hairs on his head and let out an evil laugh. "You probably don't know what Brill has, do you?"

Captain Berkmayne snorted coldly and ignored him.

"Humans, lots of humans! More than 20,000 humans! Putress gestured with his fleshy palm, "Do you know what that means?" ”

"That means we'll be able to add at least 1,000 people! You can also crack down on related research processes, such as the development of life potions, advanced recipes for strength potions, and how to increase the plague for our people! Putress had a wistful look on his face, "Of course, the most important thing is to develop a potion that can kill all life on this planet!" This is my dream!! ”

"Say whatever you want, Putress." Captain Berkmayne didn't buy it, "When you're in battle, let your puppet soldiers go first." Our forsaken cannot afford to lose. You're okay with that, right? ”

"Of course not," Putress smiled, "just in case, there are new plagues in my ranks, and with them, Brill will be reborn and killed!" ”

"It's best if you can do that!" Captain Berkmayne snorted, distanced himself from him, and walked along with the soldiers in front of him.

Hmph, idiot. When I become the king of the Undercity, I will definitely tie you to the alchemy platform and study what your soul fire is like!

Putress looked at his back and thought to himself, letting out a disgruntled sneer.

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"There are eight plague cars!?" Locke's brow furrowed, he looked at the scout in front of him, and once again confirmed, "Are you sure you're right?" ”

"I wasn't mistaken about the commanders, they didn't just bring that kind of car. They also have giant bats, and the undead ride on them, patrolling the surroundings of their team. We were spotted on the way back and attacked us with throwing spears on the bats, and we lost a few horses. Captain Archette said breathlessly.

"It's okay, Captain." Locke stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Go down and get some rest, now it's up to us." ”

After the scouts had gone down, Locke turned to Major Thomas.

"Looks like we're going to have to fight them out there. Otherwise, the plague cart they carry will launch the plague into Brill, and then the situation will be bad. ”

"It's not a good decision, Commander." Major Thomas was somewhat disapproving. "We have sixteen ballistas on the town wall in Brill. With them here, our battle will be a little easier. ”

"Then fight them outside the town. We can rely on the ballistas and longbowmen on the walls to cover us. However, our army going out of town to fight needs to cover our mouth and nose with wet towels and protect all parts of our bodies. If those plague carts are launched, this can be regarded as a means of epidemic prevention. ”

Locke wasn't sure if it would be useful for the plague, but a little protection was better than nothing.

"How many tower shields are there?"

"There are only a few dozen."

Locke sighed, if the tower shield is used to form a shield wall, there will be basically no damage to dealing with those puppet undead. Obviously, this condition is not available here.

"So. Let our soldiers prepare. Locke waved, "They might be here in half an hour." ”

"Alright, Commander. You also pay attention to safety. ”

In town, Baron Berg sat in the groom seat of the carriage and watched the noisy crowd in the square.

"Sir, I think we should get out of here." Zodi looked at the commotion here with some concern, "Before those undead have arrived here, we will flee to Gadar. With them to stop me, we can escape. ”

Berg sat on the door frame of the carriage, staring at the civilians in a daze. His legs hung in the air, flicking one after another, looking at Zodi anxiously. His master clearly had no intention of running away.

"Master, you can say something." Zodi stepped forward, ready to shake Zodi's body.

"Don't move, Zody." A lazy voice came out of Berg's mouth, "Sir, I'm thinking about things." ”

"But the situation here—" As soon as Zodi spoke, he saw his lord stretch out his hand to stop his words.

"Zodi, it's not as dangerous as you think. You see, none of our allegiance commanders are gone, what does this mean? It shows that they are confident that they can withstand this attack. Also, it's not necessarily safe to be here. At least, in this town, there are almost ten thousand Crusader soldiers here. If there is a real fight, the surrounding crusaders will also move closer here. ”

"And, this is our chance, you know?" Berg sat up and looked at Berg solemnly, "If we seize the opportunity this time, we will advance and retreat with the commander." As long as you pass this hurdle, then the future lord and my knighthood will be more than just a baron. Marquis are very probable! ”

"Hear me, you stupid bear." Ina got out of the carriage and rubbed Berg's shoulder, "The master has already figured everything out!" ”

Suddenly Berg's eyes narrowed, and he saw the female officer next to the commander come out, she turned on her horse and led several officers to the area where the cavalry gathered.

Fortunately, fortunately, the commander did not go.

Although Berg's face is light, he is also unusually nervous in his heart. If the commander really wants to run, no one can stop him, and it is difficult to say whether they can run away or not.