The Burning Plains, a small tribe called the Black Teeth.

It is completely incomparable to the large tribes of the Blood Axe and the Fire Seal, which occupy a small area and have a small population.

Without even a temptation, the Forsaken soldiers took the entire camp with a single charge.

Those who resisted were killed on the spot, and the rest were taken prisoner.

"Your Majesty, the captives are here......" The Forsaken soldier bowed to Sylvanas, and more than a dozen orcs were tied up behind him like a bundle of turnips.

The Banshee King and the strange-looking Great Apothecary Faranir looked at several orc captives.

She had little interest in taking in captives, and pain and hatred had been tormenting her psyche.

The blood is no longer flowing, the heart is no longer beating, and the good memories of the past are like those of another person, and there is no sense of belonging at all when I recall them.

Killed by Arthas, then her soul was forcibly created into a banshee, and she was forced to let out a deadly scream at her compatriots, the experience that lingered in Sylvanas's mind for a year, ten years? I'm afraid I can't forget it for a hundred years, a thousand years.

Even if she broke free from the Lich King's control and found her body again, she was different after all, no matter how good her body was, no matter how good her fit was, this was still a corpse, and she couldn't go back.

Only killing can offset the lack of heart, but it is a pity that Thrall has repeatedly expressed her dissatisfaction with her killing of prisoners, and she can only suppress her nature to cater to the will of the great chief of the tribe.

"Don't look at it, so be it, all these wastes will be sent to the Great Chief...... "She was a little unrefreshed, the Black Stone Orcs did not like to burrow as much as the Black Iron Dwarves, they advocated scattering and lived separately in the form of clans, which led to their traces being seen everywhere in the entire Burning Plains.

Dealing with these enemies every day, the Banshee King is already a little tired of it.

"Huh? Is this a human? She casually watched from the Blackstone Orc's tent when she suddenly noticed a human corpse in a tent.

She asked the big pharmacist beside her.

The great apothecary Faraniel from Dalaran was even good friends with Gianna during his lifetime, and when Dalaran fell, his spine was crushed, and even after he came back from the dead, he still maintained a bent state.

Unlike his colleagues who excelled in necromancy, he was not good at necromancy before and after his death, and he was good at making poisons and alchemy, which was why Sylvanas looked at him differently.

He glanced at the corpse on the ground, "Queen, if I'm not mistaken, this is the corpse of a paladin. ”

As if inspecting some kind of goods, he squatted on the ground and examined the body twice: "The time of death is about a month, looking at the age between fifty and fifty-five years old, there are marks of sharp blade slashing and spear stabbing on the chest, and the fatal wound is the neck, this knife almost cut off his neck, hehe...... The orcs seemed to be performing some kind of ritual, but it didn't work out. ”

"Human Paladin...... Interesting...... "Sylvanas became a little interested, she had always wanted to make a Death Knight like the Lich King's men, and she collected a lot of corpses of Scarlet Crusader Paladins for this purpose, but she never succeeded.

Her necromancer thinks that the light in the Scarlet Crusader Paladin's body is impure, and suggests that she should try it with a few orthodox paladins.

"Since it's the corpse of a paladin, bring it back, those Scarlet Crusader Paladins are so disappointing to me, maybe this guy can do it. By the way, do you know what the name of this paladin was? She turned to the captured orc.

The orc captives uttered a name in a somewhat stiff lingua franca: "...... Grian. Stallman ......"

The corpse was just a vignette, and the Banshee King didn't care, except for not allowing random killing, she still enjoyed the thrill of hunting on the plains, and when the bowstring was released, she even felt alive.

On the same day, she led the team to clear out two small orc tribes, and she was about to escort the captives back to the camp, when she suddenly noticed something unusual in the distance.

As a Legendary-level Dark Ranger, her gaze is extremely sharp.

The two creatures flying from the sky were still far away, but when she looked at it, she saw the situation.

"Haha! This guy turned out to be a druid? Completely ignoring the doubts of her subordinates, she took three steps and made two steps, her movements were vigorous, her body was light, as if she had no weight at all, and Sylvanas climbed to the top of the mountain at a speed completely unimaginable to man.

She quickly took out a pitch-black arrow, pulled the bowstring to the extreme, aimed far away at the sky, and secretly calculated the distance between the two sides.

5 km, 4 km, 3 km...... Fifteen hundred meters! She raised her richly decorated bow high, and when an eagle and a dragon passed by the mountain, she suddenly let go of the bowstring.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, the arrow pierced through the air, and with an upward angle, it crossed a distance of 1,100 meters, and stabbed straight into the abdomen of the Black Dragon Princess.

This arrow seems to be helping, but you can see the power contained in it by looking at the sharp nature and angle of the arrow, and the arrow can shoot Vanessa down while piercing the black dragon.

I'm on your guard! Vanessa is not a stupid black dragon, even if she is entangled with the black dragon, she also sees the king of banshees below with her afterglow, and as soon as the other party pulls the bow, she can basically think of the next scene.

It's nothing more than a trick to kill two birds with one stone.

She turned over and gave way to the direction of the arrow, but if she could dodge the arrow, she couldn't avoid the black dragon princess.

The huge dragon's mouth bit into her newly healed wings, and the sharp teeth bit more than a dozen large holes in her wings, and then the dragon was ready to tear.

Thankfully, Sylvanas' arrow arrived.

With a large amount of undead power, the arrow hit the black dragon princess in the abdomen and flew out from the side of the dragon's back.

Sylvanas quickly drew the arrow, turned and twisted his waist to shoot a second arrow.

But after aiming twice, I found that an eagle and a dragon had flown out of the range limit.

With an interval of one thousand meters, with a good vision and preparation in advance, you can also come with an arrow, and if you are two kilometers away, it will be no fun, and the artifact bow and arrow cannot ignore the distance.

"Sylvanas! I won't let you! Vanessa's voice came from afar.

The Banshee King snorted, not caring at all, this level of threat is not even a drizzle, the old lady is happy! Do you have the ability to beat me?

The Black Dragon Princess was battered, the undead aura on the arrows was eroding her vitality, her consciousness was already very blurred, and she was sliding forward by inertia.

Vanessa was unlucky, her wings were bitten by the dragon, and she couldn't break free in a hurry, and watched an eagle and a dragon fly over the Black Rock Mountain, like a meteor, falling into the scorching canyon in the north of the Black Rock Mountain.

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