After an afternoon of playing with Galia, Vanessa secretly returned to Lordaeron that day.

A thief herself and a modern person, she attaches great importance to the collection of intelligence.

She wouldn't fully trust Duke Ravenhold's intelligence, and the thieves and night-sighted werewolves who belonged to her were always in the vicinity.

It turned out that there was no problem with Duke Ravenhold's intelligence, and he was looking aimlessly in the mountains, so he would definitely not find anything, with the help of the inner ghost, the thieves belonging to Vanessa still found the army of the Forsaken in the outermost part, and the intelligence of several parties compared with each other, and Sylvanas's marching route was very clear.

The other party will indeed pass through the undead barrier, and then go straight to the royal capital of Lordaeron along the avenue.

At this time, a large number of markers were drawn on the map, and in order to destroy the living force of the Forsaken in this battle, Old Fording transferred the Seventh Legion of Lordaeron, which had been the original Silver Dawn, to keep only his son Tyran. With three thousand men, Fordin guarded the vast area of the Hand of Tyr and the Chapel of the Light's Wish.

These people of the former Silver Dawn have different minds, but their combat power is not low, and the professionals are far higher than the rest of the legions.

Mainly veterans, with some new recruits, at this time Lordaeron gathered an army of more than 30,000 people, while Sylvanas was left behind in Stratholm because of several civil strife, at this time there were only 20,000 soldiers around him, and humans had an advantage in the number of soldiers.

There is no choice in the attack time, although the ambush is generally chosen at night, but the actual night battle has very high requirements for the command, in the sight of the forsaken, there is no difference between day and night, so choose to ambush during the day.

Old Fording made battle arrangements, and he looked at the generals: "Generals, we must completely eliminate the forsaken in this battle and revive Lordaeron!" ”

"Revive Lordaeron!"

"Revive Lordaeron!" The generals' fighting spirit is extremely high, and the strength of three to two is an ambush, and it is difficult to lose.

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Unaware of the presence of ghosts in his ranks, Sylvanas was very careful to avoid the sentinels on the Lordaeron side, resting during the day and marching at night, gathering withercallers, old knights, and more than a thousand forsaken civilians along the way.

She didn't know what feelings were for a long time, but when the Blightburner officially heard the news of the fall of the Undercity, Sylvanas was still furious, and she felt that she had been humiliated by Arthas and then by his sister.

She felt like she was going to be blown up, and her whole body was filled with evil energy, and even the withering didn't dare to talk to her at this time.

Her army passed through the Valley of the Hearth, and she was very cautious, but the humans here had long since run out, and Sylvanas wanted to set fire to vent her anger, but found that when the humans left, they had already burned everything that could be burned nearby, and she didn't know where to vent her anger.

Hearth Valley was worthless, and she led her army south, bypassing the undead legion-overtaken Andorhar and scurrying west.

"Your Majesty, there is an enemy ahead." The Blightburner is now in charge of the reconnaissance, partly because he does have the ability, and partly because Sylvanas trusts him.

Riding Baron Rivendell's death steed, Sylvanas looked ahead with a blank expression, and the withercaller who had been following her for a long time knew that this was a quick statement.

"It's the men from the Scarlet Abbey who are attacking the Undead Barrier, and the leader is the priestess, Grand Attorney Whitemayne." The Blightburner said matter-of-factly.

The Scarlet Monastery is also an old rival of the Undercity, and these fanatics have been making trouble for the Forsaken, saying how powerful they are, but if they are ignored, they will rush out from time to time to cause trouble.

Sylvanas was in a bad mood, but now it's even worse, since when did these rats dare to attack their territory?

Scarlet lips curled slightly: "Don't leave one, kill them all!" ”

The leader moved his mouth, his subordinates broke their legs, and the withering unconditionally obeyed the orders of the Banshee King, although the old knight thought that his current goal should be to raid the royal capital of Lordaeron, and there was no need to pay attention to this kind of skirmish between a few hundred and a few hundred, but the withering ignored his advice, mobilized a large army, and surrounded the human soldiers who were still fighting in the undead barrier.

This stronghold is very interesting, with mountains in both north and south directions, and only an east-west passage in the middle.

Sylvanas has set up a stronghold here with careful consideration.

By this time, eight hundred soldiers of the Scarlet Monastery had already stormed the stronghold, and if there were no reinforcements, the forsaken of less than three hundred would be dead.

The two sides were about to decide the winner, and the not so wide battlefield was surrounded by the large legions of the Forsaken who came from afar.

The Banshee King's order was to leave no more, and the withered one put on a formation with three layers inside and three layers outside.

The Scarlet Monastery soldiers, who were fighting with the Forsaken inside the Undead Fortress, immediately transformed the offensive formation into a defensive formation, and behind the elite hall, several leaders were ready to lead the team out of the encirclement.

The enemy's reaction speed is a bit fast, but the witherer didn't go to his heart, there are 20,000 elites on his side, and the other party is only 800 people, it is not difficult to destroy the other party, the difficulty is that you can't let one go.

The orderly marching columns were mobilized, with the infantry armed with swords and shields in the inner circle, the spearmen in the middle, and the archers and some generals with death horses on the outermost periphery.

Like cat and mouse, they playfully looked at the blood-colored monastic soldiers in the encirclement.

Faced with the pressure of the Forsaken, they had to give up the idea of breaking through and choose to stay put.

Commander Renault. Mograini wielded a two-handed hammer that smashed anyone who came near him to pieces, his body as if he had no end of strength, and the stumps of his corpse were piled up in front of him.

Occasionally, arrows and swords slashed at their bodies, and the Grand Prosecutor Whitemayne, who was protected by the soldiers at the core, would also give timely treatment, and the two worked together tacitly, and ordinary Forsaken soldiers were no match for them at all.

"Stand up, my warrior!"

"Fight for you, my lady!"

"Fight again, my warrior!"

"Yes, my lady!"

"Get up! My warriors! ”

“...... I could play all day...... my lady......"

Whenever Renault. When Mograine was seriously injured or exhausted, Whitemane would give him encouragement, whether it was love or the power of the Light. Mograini was stunned and single-handedly repelled the three onslaughts of the Forsaken.

There were a lot of 20,000 Forsaken soldiers, but because of the small number of enemies, they were more often watching from the outside, and only a few could really fight the soldiers of the Scarlet Monastery, and most of the soldiers were on standby in this narrow area with mountains to the north and passages to the east and west.

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