Les Shuangyu added: "In addition, Xiang Ningxuan, the commander of the 4th Division, also had to guard against it. Although his position is not high, the strength of his subordinates is not much worse than Rong Zheng, as evidenced by the Rainbow Group, which annexed and controlled a population of 200,000 in the previous war. He also likes to lead elite troops in raids. ”

"The Baron should be more proficient than me in normal arming work. In the face of the surprise attack of the elite squad, we should not defend to the death, but should take the initiative! Of course, the initiative I am talking about is not to lead the troops out, but to have a trump card in our hands - hostages! There are 150,000 human survivors in the entire city of Lucheng, most of whom have been infected with the plague of natural disasters, except for the 30,000 people in the vicinity who will be sacrificed, and of the remaining 120,000, I suggest sending troops to chase them down. ”

"Chase? If I want, I can surround at least 90,000 of the 120,000 people. Rivendell said.

"You don't understand what I mean, sir!" "Surround these people and require the vast majority of our forces, which will affect the defense of the Naxxramas Landing Point. Moreover, there are the most survivors here, and if humans want to raid, they must raid here first. There is a saying in human beings called fishing in troubled waters, and we can muddy the waters as long as we send a small number of troops to drive them away. Scattered survivors will distract the enemy, and humanity will certainly prioritize rescuing their fellow human beings, while we concentrate our forces on the landing point. Anyway, these people with the plague in their bodies, even if they are rescued, it will be difficult to revive, but it may infect other humans. ”

Rivendell laughed, "It's a vile and shameless plan, but I like it." Now I'll assign the task! Rice, you immediately make a sacrifice at the Advent Point to replenish your energy for the Advent of Naxxramas. Gardin, immediately organize all the necromancers and transform the corpses we prepared into the soldiers of the Scourge Legion. Oryx ......"

As the orders were given one by one, one by one the undead leaders took the orders and left. Soon, one by one, the psychic towers lifted their camouflage and began to operate, and columns of gray-black smoke like wolf smoke rose up, and the black fog of the undead that was countless times more terrifying than the haze obscured the sky.

The smell of decay spreads, the earth withers, the humus spreads, the trees wither, and the birds and beasts flee.

The mounds where the corpses of the zombies were buried tumbled, claws with carrion sticking out of the ground, and then pulling out rotting and disgusting heads. Soon, hundreds of zombies burrowed out and began to line up under the command of the necromancer.

And there are more than 100 zombie mounds buried in this way within the scope of Lucheng City.

The survivors of Deer City originally thought that the end had passed, but when they saw this situation, they realized that the real end had only now come. The leaders who originally managed the settlement tore off their disguises one by one, revealing a hideous and terrifying form of undead. The leaders of these settlements are all human beings on Earth, who have been coerced and lured by Rivinedell and have become the minions of the undead and natural disasters, and the loyal and unyielding people have long been killed.

Even if some of them originally wanted to be false and wrong, they didn't have a choice at this time, and the spell of the undead scourge was not vegetarian. Only with a firm will like Murong Chasing the wind, and just with the help of Jiang Yueguang, a Maoshan Taoist priest, can he get rid of the control of the undead natural disaster, but there is no such situation.

Some of those who were more severely infected by the plague fell on the spot, their flesh decaying and decaying at a rate visible to the naked eye, turning from a living person into a terrible zombie.

Even after the end of the world, people are helpless in the face of this situation, and can only scream and run in all directions. Most of the high-end combat power among the survivors has been killed or transformed into undead by Rivendell under the pretext of being unorganized, leaderless, and no formed army, and more than 100,000 people have completely collapsed.

Those who dared to resist were quickly suppressed by the undead scourge concentrated forces, and died in a terrible state, either being corrupted and melted alive by the necromancy, or torn to pieces by skeleton zombies.

The rest of the people have long since lost their courage and are driven around like sheep. Fear and despair dominate the will of these people, leaving them with no intention of resisting at all.

"Ramsden wants meat!" A massive mountain of white flesh flew out with a rusty iron hook with agility disproportionate to his size, pulling a screaming fleeing human to his side, and shoved the crooked jaw of blood into the crooked blood basin despite her feeble struggles.

Many panicked people were driven into a large stadium, where what was supposed to be a grassy pitch had been reduced to black rot with scarlet circles painted on it and hundreds of bones piled up around it. This circle is somewhat similar to the circle used by North to summon giant skeletons and bone giants, but it is twenty or thirty times larger, and the runes of the circle are more complex and mysterious.

The lich Leth Frostwhisper, who exuded an icy aura, floated in the middle of the circle, and he sneered, "Welcome to the place where Naxxramas came. It is a privilege that your flesh and soul will contribute to the arrival of this great castle of the dead. Hahahaha! ”

With Les Frost's words, dozens of human survivors who stepped into the circle suddenly convulsed and screamed in pain, the skin on their bodies began to crack, and the flesh fell off their bodies piece by piece as if it had melted, and soon there was no sound.

Holding the iconic Dean's Staff, Dark Dean Gardin stands on one of the largest mounds where zombie corpses are buried, and the power of infinite dark death pours out of the mound and merges into his body, and then returns to the mound through the Dean's Staff, forming a perfect cycle of power.

"Flesh puppets, rise up and fight for your masters!"

In a hurry, what crawled out of this mound was not simple skeletons and zombies, but flesh and blood puppets that were still more than two meters tall lying on their bodies. Their arms were no longer ordinary bone claws, but distorted and twisted into barbed cruel weapons. These flesh-and-blood golems are bloodthirsty and brutal than ordinary undead units, and they are agile and clumsy without ordinary undead, which is Gardin's proud work.

And among these tall flesh and blood puppets, a dark and slender figure looked weak. The owner of this figure was a female undead, with dull blonde hair covering her head messily, several pieces of bone stubble exposed where the rotting flesh could not be encased, and she was holding a pair of daggers with lilac lines, and her body was covered in a thick black mist.

Gardin cast his gaze over, his tone rarely softer, and said, "Ah! You're beautiful, too, Voss. Have you looked in the mirror lately? ”

……

Thousands of people lay in pools of blood every moment, and the hideous and terrifying undead greedily enjoyed the feast of death.

And this is just the beginning, the undead scourge will set off a bloody catastrophe in this new world.