Vanessa waited all night and her thighs didn't come back.

Where did the thighs go?

She wanted to contact Gianna to explain, but the magic communication didn't go through at all, and she was just about to say that the phone you dialed was on the phone.

The thigh is missing, and the battle that should be fought still has to be fought, but fortunately, she, a high-level druid, has gotten rid of the ranks of the rookie, and there are a lot of masters on the scene, even if the black dragon prince rushes out, there are people to carry it, and she really doesn't have to worry about her own safety.

The next day, Sylvanas fulfilled his promise and stormed the upper reaches of Blackstone Mountain with the Forsaken soldiers.

Although they were ridiculed yesterday, with the idea of knowing themselves and their opponents, all the masters of the human side still came to watch the battle together.

"Huh? What about Archmage Gianna? The intelligence chief asked Vanessa for the first time.

I'm still wondering! She shook her head and didn't speak.

"Got it." The intelligence chief had a clear expression.

Vanessa couldn't laugh or cry, what do you know? Can you tell me?

After the vignette, they begin to watch the Forsaken in battle.

Blackstone orcs are known among orcs for their ability to make weapons and armor, and their weapons and equipment are good.

The soldiers of the Forsaken use most of Lordaeron's armor, they are extraordinary, proficient in battle formations, and most importantly, they are not afraid of death!

A stab past, no matter how fierce the black stone orcs are, there must be fierce people whose muscles are harder than steel in the world of Azeroth, obviously these black stone orcs have not reached that level.

Wounds for injuries, the forsaken rarely defend, the sword stabbed in the body has no reaction at all, the orcs can't, no matter how developed the muscles are, it is also meat, a stab in a bloody hole!

It's just no way to fight! The Forsaken only have the undead fire in the skull as a weakness, and if they break this dark blue flame, they will die, and the rest of the place will be attacked casually, at most, they will cut off their hands and feet, so that the Forsaken will lose their mobility, but in fact he is still alive, and the necromancer will be able to stand up after two repairs.

Vanessa frowned more and more as she looked at it, and several commanders on the Alliance's side had the same expressions.

It is very difficult to break the undead fire inside the skull, and the Forsaken have a helmet, which is a layer of defense, and the skull that comes with the human body is another layer of defense.

Although the skull is not the hardest bone in the human body, it is difficult to penetrate with the strength level of ordinary people and ordinary swords.

As for stabbing a sword into the eye socket during the battle, it's not impossible, but it's just a great test of martial arts and eyes, and it's difficult for ordinary people to do it.

Two thousand Forsaken soldiers fought for a morning, and when their arms and legs were broken, they could be used, and there were no wounded at all! I'm afraid that there are only a dozen people who died in battle, and these were basically hammered to death by the ogre by brute force.

Vanessa couldn't think of a good way, she was not a military genius, so she could only ask others: "Grand Duke, how do we humans generally fight in the face of the undead?" ”

Berval was happy to introduce her to the experience on the battlefield, and he recounted one by one: "Knights, we generally rely on a large number of heavily armored knights to break through the undead formation, and then the elite infantry presses up, forming a local battlefield with more and less fighting, one soldier suppresses the undead with a weapon, and the other soldier looks for an opportunity to break their undead fire. ”

"In addition, you can also use rockets, the body of the undead is easy to burn, but the archer is very vulnerable to the undead, and the range of the rocket is not enough, so it can only be suppressed by relying on the terrain advantage. Or just find a mage or priest to bombard ...... with a spell"

Bowval recounted several lessons that Vanessa found were not applicable, and a few were summed up in the fact that the core tenet was to rely on the professional to crush them, and in reality ordinary people had a hard time dealing with the stupid undead, let alone these intelligent forsaken.

Reviving Lordaeron is indeed difficult! She used her brain to ponder with her heart.

Sylvanas's attack was fierce, and although Thrall told her to take more prisoners and kill less, once the battle began, she was still strewn with corpses and rivers of blood.

The corpses of orcs, trolls, and ogres littered the Blackstone Tower, and the Banshee King didn't stop at all, going straight to the top of what the Orcs called the Blackwing Lair.

Sal frowned, he felt that the Forsaken was too murderous, but for the sake of the unity of the tribe, he could only endure it. It doesn't matter on the human side, kill you! Whether it's the Forsaken or the Orcs who die, it doesn't matter to us.

While Vanessa was waiting for the Black Dragon Prince to fight the Banshee King, Sylvanas walked back directly in less than half an hour.

"It's all empty, there's just one guy." She threw the captives to Thrall, and several of the Alliance's top brass, including Vanessa, came to watch.

This is a black-skinned dragon, and the blackstone orcs who surrendered call him Wild Lazogar, this bad-brained fellow had no idea that he was abandoned, and he charged at Sylvanas, only to be shot like a sieve by arrows, and captured without any ability!

This guy was still yelling when he was captured, saying that the Black Dragon Legion would not spare them as invaders.

Dragons are too far away from the mortal world, and as Quel'Thalas's former Ranger General, Sylvanas has some knowledge about dragons, and Thrall can get the information he needs by asking the elements.

Humans and dwarves also have a way here, Boval looked at Vanessa, you druids know the green dragon, do you also know this black dragon?

Vanessa Balabala, picking and choosing what she knew, mainly told the story of Deathwing's betrayal of the rest of the four-colored dragons, which is not a secret in the druids.

"Let me ask him." As a high-level spellcaster, Vanessa is still quite dignified once she gets serious.

"I won't divulge any information about my lord, stupid human!" The mortally wounded dragonman Lazogar was still holding on, and Vanessa didn't care about his attitude and whispered a spell.

Thanks to their collaboration with the Green Dragon, in order to immerse the Green Dragon in the Emerald Dream Realm, the druids developed a spell called Hibernation, which works wonders for dragons and beasts.

For the green dragon, and the same for the black dragon, this dragonman with a large bloodline could not escape the control of the druid's magic.

Vanessa wants to use this guy's mouth to shake out the information of the Black Dragon Prince and the Black Dragon Princess, and she controls the output of her mana to keep the dragonman in a half-asleep state.

"What evil organization do you belong to?"

"We are the Black Dragon Legion......"

"Why did you enslave the Blackstone Orcs?"

"In order to obtain all kinds of experimental materials that the master needs......"

"Who is your master?"

The dragonman's tone suddenly became high-pitched: "My master is the king of the black stone!" Victor. Nefarios! ”

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