"Elemental spirits, tell me, you didn't send these people, did you?" Unlike dwarven uncles and aunts who don't know the truth, the dwarven shaman knows her true identity, which is why he is full of curiosity about those who stand in the way.

The gang, all wearing red masks, fierce eyes, and daggers and daggers, hid behind various concealments in twos and threes, staring at the convoy with malicious eyes.

Look at this dress, this is someone from the Brotherhood of Defia!

Who am I? Where am I? What's my name?

Vanessa scratched her head, she thought that maybe she hadn't woken up from a dream, how could the people of the Brotherhood of Defia rob her head? The Undercity has an undead queen named Sylvanas. Windranger, you have what it takes to rob her! Any Kilgardan and Akmund can be used as a target for robbery, why look for yourself!

Wrong! She shook her head, which had been a little dull from hard work lately, these people were not his men! Looking at the dress is similar, in fact, the brotherhood she leads has long stopped doing such unskilled work as robbery.

Fifty copper coins were collected and a wolf's paw was concocted, and five silver coins were sold, ten times the profit, who would rob it.

"For Cenarius' sake, these people are not my men! Not a single one! "As soon as the knight and shaman spoke, it was for the sake of the holy light, for the sake of the elemental spirit, she always thought that this was cool, this is the face that a transcendent person should have, and now she directly copies it.

What the? The big guy doesn't admit it? It's okay, I forcibly hug my thighs!

She lowered her voice and explained the difference between the men in the way and her own brotherhood.

Putting aside the mess of elven language in her head, she quickly figured it out.

These people are the group of thieves who escaped from the western wilderness after Da Fan's death, and they are now only doing things in the name of the Brotherhood, not even dividing the rudder, and the two sides have no affiliation at all.

"Really?" The dwarven shaman was a little skeptical.

"It's absolutely true, if I lie, I'll chop Cenarius to death!" Vanessa swore that it had nothing to do with her.

The dwarven caravan doesn't want to be troublesome, whether it is killing people or doing anything in the human kingdom, it is not as convenient as the dwarves, Vanessa is now much more cautious because of Gianna, and she doesn't dare to wave casually, she is worried that someone from the Defia Brotherhood knows her, so she has been looking at the rear, and the representative of the caravan side will negotiate with the thieves.

The dwarves said they were transporting wine, and the thieves didn't believe it, so they had to check it themselves.

This time it was impossible to do good, and the two sides drew their weapons and started a full-scale military march on the side of the road.

The thieves couldn't beat the heavily armed dwarven warriors, but they weren't alone, and as one of the Defia thieves blew their horns, a large number of gnolls with rudimentary weapons emerged from the woods, and the number increased by the second.

The dwarves are strong in combat, but now they are surrounded, they have to protect the caravan and cannot charge arbitrarily, and fifty warriors are under great pressure to deal with more than a hundred human thieves and more than three hundred gnolls.

Vanessa joined the battle for the first time, and she wanted to test her latest research on this set of elven war dances, and actual combat was the best teacher.

She abandoned many of the habits of thieves, poison and stealth were useless, and dressed like a chivalrous woman, covered her face with a white veil, tied a ponytail, and joined the battle in a whirlwind with a saber and dagger in her hand.

The experience in Jade's dream, as well as her recent studies and exercises, coupled with the blessing of epic weapons and rings, her physical fitness has skyrocketed, and her strength, speed, and endurance have increased by a third compared to before.

A third may not seem like much, but in fact, in a battle, if the enemy is even a tenth faster than himself, it is a catastrophic consequence, let alone a third.

She didn't use poison, she didn't use the druid's transformation technique, the ice attribute of the saber couldn't be helped, but the demon strike given by the orcs had no attributes, she attached the fire power in her body to the dagger, a cold ice, a flame, watching from a distance, dazzling and abnormal.

The saber slows down the enemy, the next dagger stabs, and the critical attribute plus the scorching flames make no enemy able to catch her lightning-fast three moves.

The traitors of the Brotherhood of Defia initially thought she was a bully, but after half a minute, more than fifteen thieves died at her hands, and this was due to the fact that she adjusted the pace of the battle and modified her combat skills, and if she transformed into a flame cheetah, this group would be more vulnerable than the orc assassins of Orgrimmar.

Extraordinary strength and epic weapons can greatly increase their combat power at the current level, and counting various means, Vanessa's actual combat power cannot be measured by a mid-level thief at all.

"What is this ability? Like a shaman's tongue of fire weapon? The dwarven shaman asked, slashing down a thief with a large axe.

The dwarf shaman, who has always been a waste of wood and has never released a totem, is full of surprise, he doesn't know how to use weapons, and feels that the energy Vanessa is using now is vaguely similar to his own elemental power, and the details seem to be different.

Just as humans believe that there are no bad guys in the Paladins, dwarves also have a very good opinion of the shaman profession, and in their opinion, the ones who can be favored by the elemental spirits are definitely not bad people.

The dwarves took a liking to Vanessa, and they began to huddle to cover the convoy's retreat.

No way, there are too many enemies! A large number of gnolls were pouring in from all directions, and the human thieves retreated to the rear with a smirk, as if they wanted to see these dwarves and gnolls desperately fighting.

"Retreat! Let's go back to Flashgold Town! Vanessa was the last, and with her superior skills and super reflexes, she was like a high-ranking warrior, and she could repel three enemy pursuits with a single force.

Fighting, she found a problem, less than the level of a demigod, in the face of thousands of troops, even an epic powerhouse will kneel, because there are enemies around, the space for maneuver is very small, many skills can't be used, and it's too late to use, you can only fight hard for speed and strength, daggers are not suitable for this kind of occasion, she needs a long weapon, a long knife, a long sword or something.

She shouted at the dwarves behind her, "Knives! ”

A dwarf aunt howled and handed her a serrated broadsword.

...... Does this seem too big? Her strength can use heavy weapons, but it is not as easy as the light weapons of swords.

She could only shout again: "Here comes the sword!" ”

The dwarven shaman hurriedly threw her a two-handed greatsword.

Are you trying to me off and inherit the more than a thousand lucky rabbit's feet in my warehouse?

Putting away Prodmore's saber, she whirlwind her two-handed sword, slashed three gnolls to death, and turned to find it herself.

But after looking for a long time, I found a short axe, and the rest was either a hammer or a hammer, and there was no light weapon at all.