Sailing on the seas of Azeroth, Izzy felt the fresh sea breeze blowing in his face, and his bad mood felt like he was blown away a lot.

The vast sea, the vast universe, the thousands of worlds are beautiful, but there are no wonders, there will always be a few crazy freaks, who are against the good things, and they shouldn't worry about those guys, it's not worth it.

Thinking so, Izzy's compact brow slowly expanded, and he was inexplicably able to think about those questions with an extremely calm mind.

According to Lothar's description, this "Red Scourge" that can infect humans and Draenor's "mutated version of the Red Scourge" have not changed much in terms of pathology, which means that the tribe's holy light potion can completely relieve the crisis of the Alliance.

And the tribe can also take advantage of this aid operation to alleviate the conflict with the alliance, and I believe that this should not be difficult with the help of Lothar, the supreme commander of the alliance.

Then after the problem of the Red Scourgeon and the alliance is solved, the real problem lies in the demon lackeys in the hardest-hit areas.

According to the laws of fate, Izzy believes that with Naozu dead, it is very likely that Kil'Gardan will send Gul'dan as a vanguard into Azeroth, and the plague of the Red Scourge can be spread by him, an orc traitor, and Izzy can't think of a second person.

Judging from the current situation, Gul'dan must be creating an army of undead hiding in the hard-hit area, and judging from the current casualties of the alliance, the number of resurrected undead should not be much, but this is not certain, after all, resurrecting some skeleton soldiers and the like, you don't need human corpses that have just died, and those human bones buried in the cemetery are completely sufficient.

"It looks like it's going to be another race against the clock. ”

Izzy sighed, and another flash of light popped up in his head.

It is impossible for Gul'dan not to know that the tribe has also come to this world, and with his character of revenge, he will definitely take revenge on his great enemy, so will he send troops to stop this aid voyage?

Izzy thought about it for a moment and came to his conclusion:

"Yes! Even if Gul'dan wasn't prepared to stop their fleet, I would have come! This potion-carrying ship was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a chance to crush the Horde and the Alliance once and for all.

"As long as the ship sinks to the bottom of the sea, regardless of whether the Great Chief is on board or not, all the orcs will think that this is the Coalition's troublemaker. ”

If Izzy were to be in his place, he would do it. Of course, the premise of all this is that Gul'dan must know that the Horde will send such a rescue ship carrying the potion to the Alliance.

For two days, with the last north wind in Azeroth, the rescue ship sailed as fast as it could towards the Hillbride Hills.

Izzy was already able to see the coastline of the Hillbride Hills, and he felt a little strange inexplicably, you know, in the official history of Warcraft, the second great war between the tribe and humans began with the battle of the Hillbride Hills, and today the tribe he led wants to save the alliance here, which is really amazing.

However, as soon as Izzy thought of this, he saw a strange sea mist drifting in their direction, and the corners of Izzy's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart: "Are you here?" ”

"Da... Click..."

The sound of a horseshoe nailing to the ground suddenly pierced through the mist, and Izzy looked at the sea level in the mist, the sea froze, and a human knight wearing a red hood and pale face stepped on the frozen sea, slowly stepping out of the mist.

"Mourn, wail, death will give you a new life, my servants, enter... Huh?"

A crystalline projectile suddenly flew out of the ship, leaving a fleeting and beautiful afterimage in the air, and then it fell into the eyes of the Death Knight who spoke, and then rushed out of the back of the knight's head, and the Death Knight's expression froze, falling from the disgusting undead horse and falling into the sea.

Izzy on the ship, like a western cowboy in an American movie, blew the tip of his right finger, as if blowing off the smoke of the muzzle, and whispered: "Sand sculpture! Pretend to be B in front of labor and management, and dare to say so much nonsense, I don't know if the spell of labor and management has been waiting for you for two days!"

As Izzy spoke, five more Death Knights came out of the fog, and through the gray hoods on their heads, it could be seen that they were one level lower than the dead Death Knights, and they were also bewitched like recruits, the commander of this operation was killed when they came up, what should they do?

Izzy, of course, wouldn't tell them what to do, he quickly pulled out a potion and began to recuperate, and one of the Death Knights was a bit assertive, and the knight roared, "Attack!"

I saw a large group of ghosts flying out of the fog that looked extremely hideous, they screamed and flew quickly, and the terrible voice made everyone on the ship feel disgusted, but Izzy did not react, he suddenly laughed and shouted loudly to the cabin: "Uncle, it's time for you to go out and fight back according to the second plan we formulated at the beginning." ”

In the dark cabin, a golden aura of light flashed, and a draenei paladin with an amethyst two-handed hammer on his shoulder, surrounded by holy light, walked out of the cabin.

Marrad nodded at Izzy with a strange face, and then summoned the other Draenei paladins and began to gather the power of the Holy Light, forming a huge barrier to protect the entire ship.

At this time, the ghosts also happened to rush up, but they were blocked by the barrier of holy light, and they frantically opened their teeth and claws, trying to break through the barrier, and a Blackstone warrior immediately threw a throwing axe, and the spinning axe hit the head of one of the ghosts accurately, but it pierced through the head like a cloud of mist.

Izzy said in his heart: "Sure enough, these things can't be harmed by ordinary physical damage, so what about the effect of elemental spells?"

With this doubt in mind, Izzy condensed the power of the fire elemental between his hands, and his hands fluttered, and in an instant, several bursts of lava were thrown out, and it looked like a machine cannon that had suddenly fired.

A large number of lava fireballs flew towards those ghosts, and Izzy noticed in detail that those ghosts actually showed a hint of horror, which made him happy: "It seems that the elemental spells still have some effect." ”

The lava fireballs in the sky hit the ghosts with precision, and they wailed, and the illusory transparent body was noticeably lighter.

Seeing that his spell was effective, Izzy was really relieved, he was afraid that this kind of ghost was not only invulnerable, but also invulnerable, if only the holy light could cause damage to them, then they could only resist the holy light barrier, like a lost dog, and escape.

But since there is no need to be so embarrassed, Izzy naturally has to be refreshed, the corners of his mouth are grinning, the power of the flames in his hands is surging more and more, Izzy looks up at the ghostly shadows in the sky, and his hands wave wildly again, throwing out more dense lava fireballs.

Izzy shook it off and shouted, "Ahh

In the face of the overwhelming fireball, those ghosts collectively showed a look of horror, and before they could escape, they were smashed by the fireballs in the sky, and disappeared, and after a while, Izzy returned the world to a blue sky.

Izzy, who had vented, couldn't help but shout: "Cool!"

But as soon as he finished shouting, he heard some kind of cavalry charge, and the five death knights stepped on the frozen sea and charged the ship.

Izzy grinned and smiled in a low voice, "The dinner is here." ”