It's a painful thing to travel, and along the way, you can't take a shower, you can't sleep well, and you have to worry about the surprise attack of the undead. The armor on his body was stinking and blackened from the blood of the carrion.

"Anyone?"

They broke into a dilapidated log cabin where the straw was stained with blood and smelled of blood. The soldiers needed to find a place to rest, and it was better to have a shed than to be in the open. So, several veterans bravely broke into the wooden house.

Ares noticed that the area had been looted by the Scourge forces, and that the rice jars containing the grain had been overturned, scattering debris and rice all over the ground. The cabin was empty, and if any, it was probably taken by the Scourge for food.

"Looks like they're all dead, there's no one here."

After rummaging through the cabinets, no food or clean water could be found, Falck cried out in frustration.

Several blood-colored veterans squatted down and hurried for a long time, and almost all of these big men were exhausted and collapsed.

"Wait, there's a voice upstairs......"

At this moment, a miserable cry came from the bedroom on the second floor.

Such a ghostly voice made several Scarlet Crusader soldiers present suddenly feel a chill down their spines. They had just searched the entire house, but they didn't find anyone alive, so it wasn't a living thing...... But in the land ravaged by the Scourge army, ghosts are also common......

"Falck, let's go, let's go upstairs together."

Ares felt a pang of fear, but he still had to go upstairs to see what was going on. Because it is impossible to spend a night in such cries, and in case it is a dead spirit, no one can sleep peacefully.

The planks of the staircase creaked with the clattering of the steps, and above that, there was a small living room, where Ares had just visited and checked, and no living person had been found. The sound came from one of the rooms. Several Scarlet Veterans clenched their swords tightly.

Pushing open the broken wooden door, Ares instantly felt a wave of yin qi attack, and the cool pierced through the pores.

Then everyone saw the old woman sitting at the head of the bed. She had pale hair and was crying with a dead baby in her arms.

That's where the sound comes from.

"Captain, we have just searched this place, but we haven't seen any living people, why is there suddenly an extra survivor here?"

Falk said, staring warily at the human-like old woman in front of him. The atmosphere at the scene tended to be suffocating.

"I don't know, but, whether it's a human or a ghost, go over first to confirm, if it's an undead, we have a lot of people, and we're not afraid."

Ares said, taking a slow step forward.

There was no movement......

Step 2......

Still no movement......

It wasn't until all five of the Scarlet Crusader warriors had walked up to the old woman that the woman stopped crying, turned her head, and looked at the Crusader soldier in front of her with a puzzled expression.

"You...... You ......"

She stretched out her withered hands and seemed to grab the hem of one or two blood-colored warriors, but everyone around her was vigilant and quickly dodged.

"Inarticulate speech, characteristic of the undead, her tongue may have rotted."

Falke said, clutching the sword in his hand.

"Old man, she's dead."

Falck's words made Ares feel a little frightened, but if this is a living person, he can't abandon it, although he was not a good boy who helps others in his previous life, but now, if this guy is a living person, he doesn't care about her, and he can't get by with his conscience. Yes, my brother still has a conscience. Ares touched his chest......

"I know! It was a natural disaster that killed her! You bunch of shit! Crusaders are a bunch of rubbish! ”

The old woman suddenly shouted. The voice was hoarse, but penetrating.

"Damn it, the Crusaders are not waste, when the undead are ravaging, it is we who stand up and stand up to defend Lordaeron, defend your villages and towns, is there anyone else who dares to stand up but us?"

Falk shouted angrily.

"Don't tell her so much, if it's not an undead, take her on the road, save one more one."

Ares got a little impatient, and after a long time, it turned out that he was really a living person. Ares didn't have the patience to listen to what the Scarlet Crusaders were doing here.

The atmosphere began to ease somewhat, and after a few words of dialogue, the swords in everyone's hands were slightly loosened.

"No, Ares, look ......"

Ares turned to walk away, but Falck shouted carefully. He pointed to the sword in his hand.

Looking in the direction Falk was pointing, Ares saw that the long sword was originally silvery-white, but at the moment, it glowed with a faint blue light.

Stratholme Holy Water? The first thing that came to Ares' mind was that two days ago, he had led the group of veterans out of Stratholme, and their weapons were smeared with holy water. Stratholme Holy Water can sense the presence of the undead, and at this moment, the sword flashes with a faint blue light, which proves that there are undead in the vicinity. Elderly, Baby...... Yes, there must be one or the other!

Ares suddenly felt a tingling in his scalp.

"Spread out!"

Ares shouted.

The blood-colored infantry surrounding the old man suddenly took a step back.

Perhaps sensing that his plot had been discovered, the old man with the baby in his arms suddenly tore his face. Yes, real tearing of the face. She used her withered hands to scratch the skin off her face, and then ripped it off violently! revealing an ugly face with blurred flesh and blood and faintly visible white bones.

"That's who she really is!"

Falk shouted.

Immediately, five veterans, together with Ares, rushed forward, one by one, slashing at this well-disguised undead.

The zombie raised her rotting hands and tried to block the Crusader's onslaught, but was slashed by Falck's sword, severing her arm.

The cross-sword smeared with the holy water of Stratholme split the rotting muscles and bones of the zombie, and the arm of the undead zombie fell to the ground with a bang, and there were still bits of blue flames left in the wound, which was the mark of being burned by the holy water.

The undead screamed, a cacophony echoing through the room.

Immediately, the whole wooden house seemed to tremble. Ares could hear the heart-rending screams of several Crusader soldiers downstairs!

"What's going on!"

Ares shouted. But the blood-colored soldiers guarding the downstairs did not respond.

An atmosphere of panic spread. People don't know what's going on downstairs.

Taking advantage of the panic of the crowd, the zombie in front of him pounced and knocked down a warrior beside Ares. The warrior didn't have time to react, and his whole face was bitten beyond recognition by the undead.

In a nervous mood, Ares picked up a sledgehammer and threw it at this terrifying undead!

In the next second, the zombie's head cracked open like a smashed watermelon, and rancid blood splattered all over the ground......