"Queen of Darkness, I'm doing this for our forsaken. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Evil energy filled the eyes of Varimathas, and the green flames danced and looked at Sylvanas steadily, "All along, we have collected human corpses from all over Lordaeron. Now, it's getting harder and harder to do that. There are many reasons for this, such as the snatching of the Scourge Legion and the protection of humans, which make this behavior more and more difficult. ”

Varimathas looked at Sylvanas' face and continued. "We Forsaken are a new race with no ability to regenerate, and that's what prevents us from growing. We study plagues, develop various reagents, and increase our numbers require the use of living intelligent beings, or the corpses of dead humans. ”

"When Pputres, the pharmacist, asked me to send troops to help him attack the humans in Brill outside and capture some test subjects. I hesitated to accede to his request, as it was for the benefit of us forsaken. All things considered, this is not too much of a deal. We are not at war with the human crusaders, so I did not tell you, Queen. ”

"Are you finished?!" Sylvanas interrupted the demon's words, and she snorted coldly, "Did you know that doing this will draw the eyes of humans to us?" Originally, they were attacking the Scourge with all their might, and they had no intention of starting a war with us, otherwise they would not have established so many strongholds and watchtowers around Lordaeron. ”

"Our current enemy is the Scourge Legion!"

"Yes, Queen." The demon looked down at the ground, a distorted expression on his face that no one could see. You stupid woman! That's what I want! You want to destroy the Scourge Legion, it's impossible!

"Go, pass the order to the leader of the group," Sylvanas slowly walked down from the high platform, "if the situation is not right, let him withdraw." Our soldiers of the Forsaken cannot afford losses. ”

"So, what does it mean that the situation is wrong?" Valimathas looked up at the Queen of Darkness standing in front of him.

"If those puppets in the alchemy room don't tear through Brill's defensive front, let them retreat. Otherwise, take down Brill in one fell swoop! Take all the humans out there! The Dark Queen's scarlet eyes looked at the demon, "Remember, you only once disobeyed my orders. If there is a next time, go and meet your comrade Banazal! ”

Valimatas didn't speak, he bowed deeply, then turned and strode away.

Watch the demon's back disappear into the corner of the hall. Sylvanas stood silently and whispered, "Keep an eye on him, demons are not a trustworthy race. Keep me informed of his every move. ”

In the empty hall, a deep voice suddenly sounded. "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Outside the Royal Quarter, Valimassas walks on the road leading to the upper level.

Your pride, this self-righteous High Elf, will once again destroy you and the newborn Forsaken! When you have no use value, you will be discarded by our legion without hesitation! Become a smile in the vast universe and no longer a tiny speck of dust!

The Dreadlord let out an indistinguishable laugh and stepped into the elevator leading to the upper floor.

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"Are we ready for the plague?" Putress looked at the defeated puppet with dissatisfaction, and he turned his head to ask the junior pharmacist over there. "How long are you going to grind? Do you want me to use you all as test subjects? ”

Following his gaze, several large wooden chariots had been assembled to resemble catapults, and the apothecaries were busy in front of the transparent containers, connecting the containers' lines to the plague cartridges at the stone throwing sites.

"Right now, Lord Putres!" A leading pharmacist is instructing other pharmacists on several catapults.

"You'd better hurry! Don't challenge my patience! Putress warned them with a hideous look on his face, and the flesh on his face fell off because of the movement.

On the battlefield, the Crusader soldiers fought bravely and pushed the battle line to the middle of the battlefield. And that's basically within the throw range of the Plague Car.

Countless undead were cut off limbs by them, lost the ability to fight, and climbed on the ground.

Around the abomination, a group of soldiers held shields to parry the fight with it. Because it was a little far from the city wall, the ballistas above could not shoot this abomination. The Abomination clashed back and forth in the crusaders' ranks, and countless soldiers were knocked into the air by him.

Just as Locke was about to enter the battlefield, a dazzling light suddenly emanated from the side of the abomination, and a huge Divine Light Phantom Hammer smashed into its body. The Phantom Hammer slammed into its body with a dull thud. Abomination let out a loud roar, and the flesh hook in his hand began to swing randomly in all directions, and countless soldiers were swept away by the powerful force.

Around the abomination, huge Hammers of Holy Light Illusory Shadows kept appearing, smashing into its body again and again. The body of the abomination was already covered in green slime, and its movements began to slow down, and the flesh hook could not be shaken off. The surrounding soldiers swarmed up and stabbed at it, and eventually with a reluctant roar, the abomination fell.

Locke saw a familiar figure, it was Major Thomas, the paladin of the Silver Hand. He held a huge hammer in his hand, a silver-glowing war hammer, and was at the forefront of the battle against the undead. One by one, the undead were swept away by his hammer and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound in the air, and Locke hurriedly looked up.

A barrel?

The barrel fell behind the main battlefield and shattered, and a puff of green smoke rose out of it, enveloping it and spreading in all directions.

"Plague!"

Locke's eyes shrank and he shouted at the entire formation. "Retreat! Come under the walls of Brill! "On this battlefield, Locke's roar doesn't travel far.

Locke turned around and grabbed the herald's scarf behind him, and shouted in the herald's ear with a hideous face, "Blow the trumpet!" Let them retreat! Fast! ”

The herald did not dare to slack off, and directly commanded all the heralds around him to pick up the horn and blow it.

The long sound of the horn echoed around the battlefield.

Major Thomas smashed the head of an undead with a hammer, then swept around and smashed back all the undead in the vicinity. He heard the staccato sound of a trumpet.

"Retreat! Fast!! ”

Thomas shouted at the front line, as did the soldiers who were fighting the undead, attracting the attention of the other soldiers, and the sound of retreat soon spread across the front.

The seasoned veteran retreated as he fought the pursuing undead. The recruits, on the other hand, turned around and ran straight under the walls of Brill.

"Whoosh~Smack! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, smack! ”

The barrels of plague flying in the sky multiplied, and began to spread towards the front line where the soldiers were fighting.

Green smoke slowly soaked into the front line of the soldiers' battle, and many soldiers began to cough.

"Pull up the scarf! Shut your mouth and nose! Fast! Thomas crushed a skeleton with his hammer, beckoned to the soldiers around him, and pulled up the scarf around his neck. Fall back! Fall back! Get out of the fog! ”

"Damn it! Damn it! Locke angrily walked back and forth in the rear and cursed, he thought that the plane had destroyed the plague cars, but he didn't expect that the main target had not been destroyed. Now, they're going to suffer a huge loss again!

"That's right! That's it! Putres laughed maniacally, "It won't be long to envelop them in there." They will fall to the ground and become our test subjects! ”

"Push the plague cart forward! Step by step! Throw all these plagues into Brill! Putress commanded, and some of the apothecaries began to slowly push the plague cart forward.

In the rear, unnoticed by Putres, a bat rider flew over from the Undercity, and he landed in the rear of the army. Then he walked straight to Captain Berkmayne, and the two handed over orders. Berkmayne nodded, and the Batrider left the place with the bat.

"Damn it!" Klitsch hovered in the air, holding back the fire as he watched the plague cart that was constantly firing the plague below.

Their planes are out of bullets, and now they can only watch here as they shoot the plague at the Crusaders.

"Whose cannon still has bullets?!" Klitsch shouted over the intercom, but unfortunately, the girls had already run out of bullets from their cannons.

Fortunately, the big bat that circled earlier has long been driven away.

"This sucks now!" Klitch said with some annoyance, how could he, the commander, be so uncalm?? I don't know what to leave a cannon not to use? ”

"Hey, Instructor Klitsch! I heard you guys need help?! ”

An unfamiliar voice suddenly snapped into Klitsch's headphones.

"Kisna? Kisna! Klitsch was puzzled for a moment, then immediately became excited. Where are you?! Fast! We need your help! Fast! Blow up the plague car below! Fast! ”

"We're above your heads, Instructor!" Kisna's voice came from Credge's intercom.

Critsch looked up, ignoring the danger. At an altitude of more than 2000 meters, three bombers, as well as a formation of six fighters around it, had already arrived.

"You're flying too high! Descent to an altitude of 1000 meters. Aim precisely! Blow up those Forsaken Plague Carts, or the Crusaders will suffer heavy losses! Klitsch shouted anxiously.

"Don't worry! Instructor. Miriam took over, "The three of us are the best pilots in this batch of bombers. It's off, but it's not too bad! Let's drop a batch of bombs first. ”

"Hey! Do you know what your goals are? Cliff asked again.

"Yes, instructor, my family was poisoned by those green plagues. I can see the things that are being launched below! When I tested my eyesight, it was said that I could see farther than the elves! ”

And then without waiting, what did Klic say. In the intercom, the girls piloting the three bombers began to prepare.

"Open the throwing compartment and prepare to drop the bomb."

"Three"

"Two"

"One"

"Bomb dropping!"

The three bombers dropped round black iron balls in their bellies, as if laying eggs. The iron ball made a piercing whistling sound and fell rapidly downward.

The bomb made a screeching sound in the air, and Putress looked around suspiciously, "What is this sound?" ”