A day later, Vanessa, the old miners, and three newly promoted mini-bosses launched a manhunt in the Death Mine.

Several people were too frightened to do anything, so she had to distribute two antidotes made by herself.

Slight toxin infection, with the medicine combined with their own physique can be resisted, these people have the strength of a beginner thief, and their physique is far stronger than that of ordinary people.

Of course, if you want to pursue eternal life with all your minds, and drink the undead plague as a nutritional fastener, then no high-level antidote is useless.

After killing a total of eleven ghouls, the corpses and things that they had come into contact with before their lives were all cremated, and the ashes were scattered into the sea, temporarily solving her worries, Vanessa carried her backpack, carrying weapons and food, and walked through the underground passages of the mine, and when she walked in the sun again, she had come to the southernmost point of the continent of Azeroth, the Valley of Thorns.

Directly north of the Valley of Thorns is the Twilight Forest, and to the west of the Twilight Forest is the western wilderness where Vanessa and the others rebelled, and the normal itinerary requires riding a horse through two areas in a row to enter the Valley of Thorns from a small path.

Here we need to thank Comrade Da Fan, Comrade Da Fan is not a fool, he knows that his subordinates have different minds, in order to prevent them from causing chaos to their great cause, he asked the miners and thieves to dig holes desperately, at this time, with the death mine as the core, the underground tunnels spreading in all directions are extremely large, and the scale is probably second only to the spider underground kingdom and the dwarves' mines in Northrend in the north.

Whether Da Fan can't win a naval battle, then the meaning of fighting a tunnel war is unknown, anyway, the person is already dead, who knows what he planned to do before his death, and now this underground tunnel is convenient for Vanessa.

A red-ridge mountain range that runs east and west separates what should have been a vast forest, and the northern side of the mountain is affected by Karazan's magic, undead spirits, and monsters of nightmares, and trees have died, the land has dried up, and life has quickly withered, and it has now become a veritable forest of death.

The southern side is protected by mountains and still retains a very pristine ecological environment.

Walking in the rainforest-like environment, the shadows of countless trees can provide shelter for themselves, except for the dampness and mosquito overload, Vanessa finds the rest bearable.

She looked up at the sky, discerning the direction through the broken light falling from the shade of the trees, secretly comparing the scenery and memories she had seen, and then ran in the northeast direction.

In order to cure the plague of the undead, and to make her military organization more orderly, she must go to several priests.

But the priests of these years are almost impossible to find in the wild, and the priests are all organized, belonging to the profession of eating the emperor's grain latte and rice bowl, and directly contracting and distributing after graduation.

The supply exceeds demand, and there is no need to worry about unemployment at all, so people will naturally be loyal to the Stormwind Kingdom with such good conditions. Give up your iron job bowl to fight the world with her? I'm sick! Unless she defeats Stormwind and takes the throne of House Wryon, the Priests will hardly work for themselves.

Luckily, there were always some surprises in the world, and she remembered very well that a special forces unit belonging to the Stormwind Kingdom was stationed at the northern entrance to the Valley of Thorns.

That's right, special forces specially trained to cope with jungle operations.

The military strength of the Stormwind Kingdom was originally dominant in the south, and today, after the northern countries have fought the orcs and the undead, and the undead have fought civil wars, the Stormwind Kingdom has become the actual number one military power of the human race.

There are 21 regiments in China, and according to general estimates, there are more than 170,000 standing troops, and there are enough soldiers and food, and the concept of military combat is very advanced.

Coulson Special Forces, and now Vanessa is going to find this special forces abandoned in the jungle to find their survivors.

This special forces has its own regular number, has a formal establishment, has a strict internal hierarchy, and has a very clear division of occupations, including warriors, mages, thieves, pharmacists, priests, and a whole host of other professions.

The members are especially good at jungle warfare and are truly elite troops.

It's a pity that they were forgotten by the nobles of the Stormwind Kingdom, the king is missing, the little king can't govern, a group of nobles are busy fighting for power, and what Coulson special forces have long forgotten about the clouds.

Without orders from their superiors to return, without supplies, they have been corrupted by evil magic, and now they are trapped internally and externally, and they are about to be unable to bear it.

In the northwestern highlands of the dense forest, a narrow flat area had been artificially carved out, and a winding path led to the river beach, with only one guard at the entrance, and Vanessa used her superior stealth skills to easily blend in.

"Brother Nemez, I tell you again, we need supplies to fight those madmen, my men must use all their strength to survive in this damn jungle, they don't want to, they don't have the energy to find any lizard blood for you, and they don't have time to find any troll tablets!! Did you hear me clearly?! ”

The middle-aged man in full-body armor with two long swords tied around his waist pushed away the young man in front of him, his somewhat gray beard still trembling slightly, as if he was angry at Brother Nimez's naivety and ignorance.

As if he felt that his words were too heavy, he opened his mouth to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he withdrew them, and turned around angrily and walked to the other side of the camp.

"Don't let up, the jungle is more dangerous than we think."

"Hold your weapons, lad, keep your mind steady, think about our family, what we do is not meaningless, they are here to protect our homeland."

"Quick, you guys come with me to the west! A velociraptor was found there, all with weapons! ”

The middle-aged man was very busy, and it was up to him to pacify people's hearts, mobilize in front of the station, kill the enemy, and set up the camp defense.

The former Kurson special forces had a brigade of staff, but it was never full.

After entering the Valley of Thorns, they began to attrition en masse, the sultry climate, the continuous rain and humid environment were all enemies, and the constant fighting made some people change their minds, and they became crazy and bloodthirsty. The warriors who remained awake had to leave the army and go deeper into the jungle, where they had to survive and heal their former companions.

Originally, people were dissatisfied with the staff, and there was staff reduction, and civil strife, how many people could be left?

There are very few people who call themselves rebels, they say that they are camps, but there are less than twenty people on the actual scene, and the middle-aged soldiers lead this person to garrison, which can be said to be extremely stressful, and new enemies appear every moment, and exhaustion is the true portrayal of them now.