The Western Plaguelands, the ruins of Andorhar.

The Lich Lyth Frost floats around Andorhar, and after being killed by Quelsala last time, Dean Gardin resurrected him, but at the cost of sending him to the desolate ruins. Yesterday, I received a message from the dean, asking him to summon more undead here, and prepare to ambush the army of those traitors passing by.

"Bones, when do you think those guys will get here?" As he floated, he summoned skeletons and creatures that had been buried for I don't know how many years. He said to a black skeleton puppet beside him, "What do you say these guys were when they were alive?" ”

'Gurgle...' the black bone skeleton made a sound of rubbing between its joints.

"Forget it! To talk to you is to play the harp to the cow! There's not even a person to talk to in this place!" Lesfrost said to herself.

"Roar!" The black bone skeleton let out a low roar.

"Yo, I'm speaking out today!" Lesfrost didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to summon low-level combat classes such as skeletons and ghouls.

"Roar!" The black bone skeleton let out another sound.

Lesfrost sensed that something was wrong this time, and looked in the direction of the skeleton's finger, and he noticed that a large number of troops were advancing at a rapid pace in this direction.

"These guys are coming so much, it's better to hide them first, and then catch them off guard when they get here!" Lesfrost looked at the marching army and waved his pale skeletal hand, and the summoned skeleton soldiers dived into the ground once more.

In response to Quel'sala's summons, the Forsaken dispatched the most elite Royal Terror Guards, led by the High Lord Salorion, to rush east through the Undead Barrier to the Plaguelands.

"My lord, why didn't the guys from the Scarlet Monastery come out to stop us today?" Captain Anderson asked Salorion on his skeletal horse.

"How do I know! Is it wrong for them not to come out? You're such a! Salorion kept his eyes on the road ahead and reminded, "It's almost Andohar ahead, watch out for an ambush here!" ”

"Don't be afraid of ambushes, the brothers are all strength above the eighth order, and no matter how many natural disasters come, they are not afraid!" Anderson said awkwardly.

"Anderson, you're inflated! Those who don't know think you're the fucking Terror Guard General Arenric! Salorion scolded.

"Hey, hey! My lord, do you know what His Highness Quill once said? He said that my strength will definitely surpass Alerrick's in the future! Anderson cracked his skull mouth and laughed.

"Just you? The guy who shuddeers at the sight of a big bat! You're farther than Alerek, and that guy dares to do one-on-one with a big bat! Salorion said.

"Ugh! Big bat?! I don't think many people don't tremble when they see him! What's more, I'm only at the peak of the eighth order! Anderson thought of the Dreadlord Valimas, and his bones trembled!

"Be careful on your horse! Don't shake your head off! Salorion saw the fear in Anderson's heart and said, "I'll arrange a special training for you to see if you can become a death knight!" Anyway, we should have our very own Death Knights, so we'll have to find a chance to talk to Quill! ”

"Isn't it time to consult with Her Majesty?" Anderson asked, puzzled.

"Don't you kid know who is in charge of the Forsaken today? Queen? The Queen is now Quiel's Princess! The resurrected queen is less bold in killing! I really don't know if it's good or bad! Salorion said.

"It doesn't matter! We want revenge! No matter what becomes of the Queen, we still support her! Anderson said.

Between Salorion and Anderson's words, the army had all entered Andohar.

"Oops, I'll go! All of these animals are above the eighth order! And a big death knight! Forget it, I'd better go back and lie down! I can't beat it! Let's go, skeletons! Lesfrost was deterred by Salorion's obscenity, and had to pound more into Andorhar's tomb.

"Count yourself on going fast! I've got a mission ahead of me, so I'll let you go today! Salorion looked in the direction of the tomb, sped up his mount, and soon left Andorhar.

"What did the lord mean by that?" Leaving Andorhar, Anderson asked again.

"A lich with countless skeletons is in Andorhar, probably because of our strength, we didn't dare to do it!" Salorion said.

"Good thing he didn't do it! Otherwise, I'll tear his bones apart!" Anderson said harshly.

The Forsaken army was not ambushed, but the Allied army was attacked by the undead led by Gardin, and it was impossible to advance at all for a while.

In the Eastern Plaguelands, the Orgrimmar coalition set out from the Elven Gate, with the aim of setting up a battle between Stratholme and the Chapel and waiting for Stratholme's natural plague to come out, waiting for the opportunity to destroy them, and then occupy the entire city of Stratholme.

"Bane, I'll take the army to the chapel, and you and the rest of your brothers will be here to guard!" Garrosh took his great axe and said to Bane.

"Commander, I think you're still here, I'll take the army over!" Bane said.

Garrosh disagrees with Bane's proposal, and Bane disagrees with Garrosh's approach, and the two argue.

"You both go, I'll keep watch over here!" Nazgreen walked up to the two of them with a barrel of wine, sat down and said, "Two Commanders, come and have a drink!" After drinking, you two go, I'll keep watch here! I still have old accounts with the natural disaster in Stratholme! ”

Bane and Garrosh looked at each other, and they fully agreed with Nazgreen's proposal!

As a result, Bane and Garrosh took half of their forces to support the Chapel, leaving the rest to Nazgrin to complete the task given to Quelsala!

In the Chapel of the Light's Wish, High Lord Tiriofodin was anxiously walking around, fidgeting.

"Great Lord, reinforcements from the tribal side are here!" The Light Guard reports.

"Oh! Come with me to meet you! Old Verding greeted him out the door.

Hand of Tyr, Quelsala led the Blood Knights and the Fallen Legion at the gates, and the Scarlet Crusaders blocked their way.

"Elves! This is not the place for you to be, please get out of here! The Crusader guard snapped.

"Report to your general, I want to see her!" Quelsara shouted.

"You? You're the oldest! Our general is what you say you can see! The guard said scoffingly.

"Hey! You really don't want to let it? Quelsara asked.

"Don't let it!"

"Selin, bring someone and rush in with me!" Quelsala drew his sword and shouted: "Those who dare to resist will be hit, remember not to kill, the rest can be beaten however you want!" ”

Sindore's elite army rushed into the hands of Tyr like wolves, and with support for New Avalon, the Hand of Tyre's garrison was running out. Sindore made a breakthrough all the way, quickly storming the Chapel of the Hand of Tyr on the island, and capturing Bridget Abydis, who was about to leave!

"Let go of me! You vile elf! Abidis said as he looked at Quelsara and struggled.

"Bridget, don't you want to learn the Light? I'm taking you to the baptism of light! As Quelsala spoke, she lifted Bridt, dressed in cloth armor, to the horse.

As a ninth-order knight, Bridget reluctantly resisted, struggling on Quelsala's military horse! But all this resistance was erased by a slap from Quelsala, the pain came from her hips, and Brigitte felt humiliated and shy!

(End of chapter)