The sky in the western wilderness is still so clear, two bright moons, one large and one small, hang brightly in the sky, illuminating the earth almost like day, and the breeze blows the unharvested wheat fields together, like golden waves, if there are no monsters who don't know where to hide, Brian will love the night here. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't you need to look at the Mooncreek mines?" Sylvanas was comparing the map with Brian, and the famous Mr. Explorer's map had a lot of locations and notes that weren't marked on other maps.

For example, the Death Mine, which Brian knew all about, even knew that the Death Mine had been restarted after the Brotherhood of Defia had been destroyed, and that the map in his adventure manual was clearly marked.

"It seems that Mr. Bryan is very well informed. "There was no need for lights, the moon in the sky would allow Benny to see the map. "There are no monsters there, and the Dreadlord won't be stupid enough to hide there, I think this is more likely to be here. ”

"Dagger Ridge?" Sylvanas was stunned. "So close?"

"The Dreadlord's favorite thing to do is to hide under the noses of others and make waves. "Benny is not sure if the Dreadlord is in the Western Wilderness, most of the civilians here have been evacuated to the Westspring Fortress, and the only settlement is now only the heavily guarded Sentinel Ridge, if he is the Dreadlord King, he will definitely leave enough werewolves behind and leave here, continue to corrupt more people in other lands, and wait until the werewolves really form an army, he can take all the towns in one go, and then encircle these new armies to attack Stormwind City directly.

"Whether the Dreadlord is here or not, those plagues will definitely need a storage point, and the werewolves will also have a hidden stronghold, so our task is to find and clear these strongholds, and the scattered werewolves will be handed over to the follow-up sweepers and Varian's men. ”

"Do you want to go now?" Sylvanas rolled up the map. "Lorna they ------"

Rhona Crolley, Sylvanas's apprentice, yes, apprentice, ranger apprentice, she wants to receive the most rigorous training, she wants to help her father 'atone', there is no more rigorous training than actual combat, is it?

"Your stubborn student doesn't want to be protected, don't worry. Benny glanced at Rhona not far away, who was talking to a female paladin.

"Leah, let's go!"

"Yes!"

Lorna is wearing elf-style black tight leather armor, which is a kind of equipment enchanted with light sound, speed, and triggered stealth and triggered levitation, which is the standard standard equipment of the 'Dawn Light' scout and ranger, mass-produced, but not as expensive as imagined, because this leather armor basically does not have any protection, it is an enhanced combat equipment, which is very in line with the combat style of rangers and scouts.

"Be careful, if you drag your teammates down, you know what to do. Sylvanas was worried about her junior apprentice, but she said cruel words, and Rhona nodded indifferently, but there was really a smell of heroism like Sylvanas.

She tightened the musket in her hand, not quite accustomed to the new one, which was nearly twice as heavy as the shotgun.

"Going around this hill is the entrance to Dagger Ridge, a valley terrain that is extremely vulnerable to ambushes. Brian took the map and pointed it to Benny.

"Rest assured, Mr. Brian, we will certainly keep you safe. ”

"No, no, no, I'm not worried about my safety, Your Excellency, Great Lord. Brian shook his head, the brass on his beard clanging. "As an expedition----- I mean an expedition team, we should send scouts to scout what lies ahead, it's not good to be reckless. ”

Benny couldn't laugh or cry, you little prince had the face to say this.

"I'll go with Rhona. Sylvanas winked, and Rhona disappeared into the shadows below the valley.

The entrance to the valley isn't too narrow, but it's not wide either, with scattered trees dotting the valley to provide good cover for Sylvanas and Rhona.

"Wait. Sylvanas gestured, like a lilting bobcat in a few steps over a raised mountain, Rhona bit her lip, she didn't even see Sylvanas's movements, although she had been trained as a Ranger for a week, she still couldn't jump between mountains and woods with the agility of an elf.

A few dark shadows came into view, their green eyes as conspicuous as flashlights in the night, and they just wandered aimlessly through the valley like soulless beasts, occasionally raising their wolf's head and twitching their noses as if looking for something.

"Seventeen ------" Sylvanas glanced at Rhona who was carefully hiding behind the tree, unable to get any closer, the rotting werewolves seemed to have preserved their keen sense of smell.

Sylvanas cleaned up a few times, and Rhona, who was hiding behind the tree, nodded, pulled out a longbow, and placed the musket under the tree.

Exhaling softly, Sylvanas raised the ebony longbow in his hand, several arrows with jet-black arrows between his fingers, the movements he had done countless times were completed in a second, and the five arrows were accurately sent into the werewolf's head, which was where their souls burned, the only weakness of the undead creatures.

The fallen werewolves stepped into the shadows, into the dead end of their companions, and Sylvanas didn't worry about the smell of blood from their blood, their rotting bodies dripping with those green disgusting liquids.

Rhona didn't let go of the full bowstring for a long time, which made her muscles start to fatigue and her arms began to tremble, she could only gently release the bowstring and look at Sylvanas with some shame.

Sylvanas gestured again, and the path of the six werewolves would immediately allow them to see the corpses of their companions.

Five arrows were sent into the head at about the same time, and Rhona took a deep breath, thinking about what Sylvanas had told her during training, her heartbeat slowly calmed down, and her vision no longer moved, and the arrows finally entered the head of the werewolf who had already begun to pull at the body of her companion.

"Three. Sylvanas' gesture stunned Rhona that there were six werewolves left, and she ordered her to kill half of them herself, at the same time.

"If you can't do it, we will be discovered, the swarming werewolves will tear us all to pieces, the failure of the mission will cause irreparable losses to the army, they may even be completely defeated, our home will be breached by these monsters!

Sylvanas was already standing beside Rhona at some point, and she drew her longbow, the words that made Rhona shudder.

"Draw your longbow!" Feel the wind around you, feel their flow, and let the wind carry your arrows into the heads of your enemies----- and let them go, Rhona!"

"I ------"

"Shoot the arrows!"

Six arrows sank into the werewolf's corpse with an inaudible sound of breaking wind.

"You should be glad we're dealing with these idiots, Rhona, they won't even set up decent traps, next time, find your own way. Sylvanas pulled out the communication crystal. "Safe and accessible. ”