Since it is a necromantic knight who maliciously brushes up on zài and pretends to be completely friendless, then these red dots that appear behind him should be undead. Most of the undead's cannon fodder classes are a group of walking corpses that have been completely stripped of their senses and thinking abilities, such as skeletons and zombies, and even the most top-notch skeleton guards and blood corpses, which you can basically use as a humanoid tool or weapon. The only exception, of course, is the ghoul. This monster, which I don't know if it should be an animal or an alchemical creature, was born from the chief disciple of Kazan, the plague king, and his other right and left hand, the ringhead of the Council of the Dead, the hand of Gintil.

It is said that ghouls are alchemical creatures, because they were indeed born from a certain cultivation pool, and now new individuals can only be mass-produced by means of magic and cultivation, and it is impossible for them to give birth to the next generation through the means of natural "mating". They are said to be animals, but they have the intelligence and fighting skills of a beast, as well as the keen senses and intuition of a beast, especially the most important sense of smell when hunting.

Lu Xi was basically sure that there must be a ghoul in the enemy army on the ground that was approaching in this direction step by step. If his prediction was correct, there should be no skeletons and zombies in this army, otherwise the number of enemy troops would not be more than 100 people. In addition, there is a high-ranking necromantic knight flying around in the sky, so the quality of the undead army following him should not be too low-end. But even if it is a team composed entirely of death knights, high-ranking blood warriors, and even the rich and handsome of the undead armies such as the lich, there must be a dick silk class like ghouls among them. Guy Something that looks like a licker runs like the wind and moves quickly. And the nose is brighter than that of the hound, and it is definitely the most indispensable ground scout class.

Lu Xi turned his head. And to Nicole made a color. The elf girl suddenly felt enlightened, and found a small medicine bottle. I opened the lid and shook it slightly. In the eyes of ordinary people, her actions seem to be suspected of being cute, because there is no effect. But Lu Xi knew that his team of nearly thirty people plus a big meow, all the breath, special smells, were shielded under the effect of this elven drug, and they were completely integrated with the surrounding mountains, rocks, grass and trees.

Of course, Lu Xi can also use magic to block everyone's breath, but. Casting spells always brings some unnatural elemental fluctuations. Although he was now confident in his casting speed and concealment of his casting, there was a teasing undead knight in the sky just a stone's throw away, and he didn't know what that guy's perception ability was. It's better to be careful, or try to be careful.

After a few more minutes, with Lu Xi's keen hearing, which was far beyond ordinary people's perception ability, he also caught the sound of footsteps in the distance, as well as the rapid and dense sound of horses' hooves. He had seen his head buried lower, and his keen vision had already locked on to the figure that appeared at the mouth of the mountain stream in the distance through the dense bushes in front of him.

At the top of the line are three necromantic knights on skeletal horses. Each one was clad in thick armor and blood-red, black, and silver-themed robes, carrying formidable weapons. Of course, when it comes to pulling the boom Cheng dù. Nature is far from the one who rides on the Frost Dragon in the sky. Behind them was a group of a hundred skeleton guards dressed in fine chain mail, led by a few carrying the military flag and the heraldic flag of each knight. Living humans and elven knights have always regarded the Necromantic Knights as self-willed depraved beings who have betrayed the honor and dignity of warriors, but only when conditions allow. The latter, however, has copied the chivalric style into ten. Necromantic knights are also "knights", such a rich and handsome profession. Of course, it is necessary to reflect the gap between the line and the general dick.

Just as Lu Xi expected, except for the rich and handsome knights and the very capable and skeletal guards. On either side of the line and in the lead were twenty or thirty ghouls the size of calves. They followed the team and jogged, and a few ran to the front of the group, dozens of meters away from the whole army, sniffing the smell on the ground, like a group of loyal military fighting dogs.

This is a very elite undead army at first glance, although the number is small, but the combat power is extremely impressive. The three Necromantic Knights were naturally one against a hundred, and those bone guards whose bones had been magically purified had the combat power of three or four ordinary human adult soldiers. They have no intelligence, they only know how to mechanically use routine martial arts, of course, they are not masters, but in the battle formation of thousands of troops, such a simple and direct routine combat method is the most practical. What's more, these guys also have a fighting spirit that will never be shaken and a body that will never be exhausted, and under the spiritual control of lord-level undead spirits like Necromantic Knights, they can also achieve absolute obedience and orders and prohibitions that the most well-trained armies can't do. Such an elite undead army of more than 100 people should be able to confront an army of living people who are more than seven or eight times their number on a frontal battlefield.

Of course, fortunately, whether it is a skeleton guard or a blood corpse, they are all regular army soldiers, although they can be mass-produced, but the process is still quite complicated, and it is definitely not like ordinary skeleton soldiers, find a cemetery, and you can pull up a large piece of black and green with one move.

The Necro Knight in the sky circled again, then tugged at the reins and steered the Frost Dragon in the direction the team was coming.

Seeing that the other party finally flew a little farther, Lu Xi pinched out a handprint, and just wanted to cast a spell, but was pulled by Nicole with her hand.

"Wait a little longer, wait for them to walk in some." Nicole whispered, "This is the forest, my magic is more practical than Lu Lu, and there are almost no movement and elemental fluctuations, absolutely safe." ”

Do you want to trust your peers? Is it not just about trusting their faith and loyalty, but also about their abilities? Lu Xi pondered for a second, then nodded happily.

The group advanced some more distance, and finally stopped, waiting for the Necro Knight riding the Frost Dragon to land high in the sky. Soon, the huge body more than twenty meters long finally landed slowly with its skeleton-like wing claws, hovering at a height of only four or five meters above the ground, and spread out around it. The uncontrolled ice magic even smeared the surrounding rocks, plants and trees with a thin layer of frozen air.

"Kunors, you're too slow. If you don't speed up your march, you may indeed be escaped by those men. None of us here can account for Master Angmar. The Necromantic Knight's words on the Frost Dragon were polite, but his tone was extremely cold, as if the air around him had been frozen into visible frost by his voice alone.

This is really standing and talking without backache, as a leader, you can ride a flying mount and move your mouth at will, but you have to let our subordinates run and break their legs. Tsk, so ah, this thing in the office is really realistic and has no point at all! If this necromantic knight named Cunors is a living human. He probably thought so. However, as a necromantic knight of the living dead, although he still has perfect wisdom and soul, and even has memories of his life, his feelings are still very weak, and the only remaining emotions are infinitely cruel and distorted. Since the Necromantic Knight is the backbone of the Henas Peninsula, it is naturally different from the rebellious and cunning vampires and the greedy and arrogant lich, and is a perfect warrior with great strength but extremely high obedience and patience.

The one at the head of the line of the three Necro Knights nodded. Said: "I will lead the team to arrive as much as possible." However, it was in the middle of a mountain range full of tall trees and dense bushes, and there were not even a paved path. Necro Knights and Bone Guards are heavily armored warriors who can be affected in some way. Mistress Igor. I hope you understand. ”

His tone was very flat and calm, and when he heard it, he knew that he was not complaining, but narrating an objective fact.

"So what? I won't send you out. Do you want those vampires at both ends of the snake and rat to steal the credit, or those slow-moving and weird lichs? I can understand you. Perhaps Lord Angmar can understand you, but our enemies can't understand you. Even our allies will not understand you. The Necromantic Knight, known as Lord Igor, accentuated the word "ally": "You should know, Luxi? What does Belencaste's existence mean now, only by destroying that remnant and catching that woman can he take the bait himself, and only then can he have a chance to obliterate him. Of course, it is only when we personally erase him, and when people later mention this war, no one will always think that we, the Eternals of Henas, are the Golden Horde with the future in their arms, and the thigh of the 'Dragon's Heart' Asog won the war. ”

He paused, and then looked at the three necromantic knight colleagues in front of him with blank faces: "This is not only a war against our thousand-year-old enemy, the Academic Alliance, but also a war with our 'allies' for the greatest benefit after the war?" Moreover, it may even be a battle of prestige and faith between the two true gods. Now, we've managed to catch the woman's tail, but there's no reason the orcs wouldn't know. Their army may have been on its way by this time, or even engaged in a war with the enemy. If they are the first to succeed in this matter, the prestige of the Dragon's Heart Asog will be even more unshakable, and the supreme king of Orgrimmar, whose prestige cannot be attached, may not be understood by people like you, but you just need to know that Lord Angmar will be very unhappy. When that time comes, you can go and ask Lord Angmar for your guilt. ”

This is the so-called political alliance, for the sake of profit or the same enemy has to pinch the nose and walk together in the underdeveloped wonder. What we see is that when the allies of the undead and the orcs had just won their most glorious victory in hundreds of years in a great war, but before it was time to harvest the spoils, the two sides had already begun to fight. The necromantic lords here have already begun to ponder and compete with the "Dragonheart" for merit and prestige, but who can guarantee that the atypical resourceful orc khan has already thought of seven or eight ghost ideas to calculate his undead friends?

All in all, once the interests of the country and the ethnic group are involved, a qiē will be filled with sad negative energy.

"Understood! We'll be there first. Even in the face of such an unreasonable death order from the chief, the necromantic knight named Kunors still responded in such a simple and direct way, one by one, as if he were a thoughtless machine.

Igor glanced at the other party, as if he wanted to remind him, and at this time, the jungle next to him suddenly had a faint sound of wings fluttering, and a crisp birdsong. He was slightly stunned, and looked in the direction where the bird call came: "That was ...... just now"

"It's the cuckoo's call." Cunors replied with a blanket look.

"Cuckoos? Hi, what a voice that has not been heard in a long time. I remember when I was a living person, when I was a living child, my favorite voice was this. The Necromantic Knight's voice suddenly seemed a little resentful, but after a moment, the timbre regained its previous indifference: "But, now, suddenly I feel so harsh. Sure enough, the voice of the black crow is more beautiful. ”

"Yes, sir." It's still a voice without emotional fluctuations, like a robot.

Igor glanced at his subordinate, who was not in oil and salt, nodded noncommittally, and pulled the reins of the frost dragon under his crotch: "In addition, there is news that Lu Xi? Belencaster has already entered the mountain. If you find anything, please inform Lady Angmar. I'll urge the rest of the reinforcements to arrive at once, and as for you, do whatever you want. ”

The Frost Dragon flew into the sky with its master once more, and circled reluctantly. Igor did not notice any unusual movement, so he flapped his wings and flew higher into the sky. The army of the undead underground, on the other hand, continued to advance to a crossroads in a slightly leveled mountain stream, and then turned and found a passage to the southwest, barely allowing the army to move forward, and headed there.

Unbeknownst to them, a cuckoo was listening to a cuckoo in the treetops next to them, and its pea-sized eyes were shining with a luster that didn't match the birds' at all. Little did they know that if they walked less than a kilometer ahead, they might be able to find the biggest goal of the trip behind the bushes.

Once you fail to grasp the opportunity, you will definitely be punished, but at this time, Lu Xi and his friends have already heard the cuckoo's ears and heard a qiē. (To be continued......)