This small hill north of the Hillsbrad Hills, with a few humble tents and a few torches, made up this small colony of human militia.

They affectionately call this place "New Nanhai Town"!

In honor of their homeland, which was destroyed by the Scourge Legion.

The iron horsemen of the undead, even the majestic Alterac Mountain can't stop their pace, and the town of Southsea has fallen for an unknown number of months, and the whole of Lordaeron is the same...... The militia, under the leadership of the mayor of the town, Heni Mareb, went deep behind enemy lines and waged guerrilla warfare.

Or rather, flee behind enemy lines!

The power of the Scourge Legion is too terrifying for their tiny militia to resist.

In the face of real power, far from being a tactic, it can change the tide of battle...... Mayor Mareb used to be a good commander, but now he can't do anything about it......

Plagues unleashed by the Scourge are everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will be infected by them, and then irreversible...... Most of the food and water sources you can see have been polluted!

The only thing he can do is to lead the militia to resist and flee at the same time!

In fact, if it weren't for that person's covert help, these militias would have perished at the hands of the Scourge Legion.

Mayor Mareb doesn't know who he is, only that he's hidden within the Scourge Legion...... At the same time, whenever he has the opportunity, he will pass on some very useful information to himself in a special way.

"Mayor Mare, new discovery!" A militiaman shouted.

Mareb hurriedly walked over, and at the feet of the militia was a corpse, a twisted and brainless corpse of the undead.

Mareb, who did not feel the stench of the corpse, crouched down and exposed the corpse's back.

On the back of the corpse, some special runes were inscribed......

"Go and call Lord Ferdin!" Mareb commanded the militiaman.

"Obey ......"

Tirio Ferding was soon on the way.

"Heni, you mean, that man has sent a message again?" Furding asked in a low voice.

Mareb nodded, gesturing to the corpse at his feet.

Fording also crouched down.

The runes on the back of the corpse were actually the ciphertexts of the Silver Hand's message...... Only those paladins at the highest level of the Silver Hand could translate these ciphertexts, and Tirio Ferdins happened to be one of them.

This was the man's seventh message; Each of the first six transmissions was carried out in this way...... Engraved on the back of a brainless zombie, it will be found if it is defeated and then the corpse is burned.

And this information is crucial, and they can save at least hundreds of lives of the militia every time.

Neither Mareb nor Foding could guess the identity of that person, nor would they guess his identity.

Maybe he's a warrior who has penetrated into the Scourge, or maybe he's an undead who hasn't been completely controlled by Prodmore......

"The man said that the Scourge army had spotted us and had begun to send the undead to besiege our location; The only place to break through is in the direction of the Silver Pine Forest......" Tirio Ferding whispered.

"Damn it, these abominable undead!" Mareb roared, "We've only had a two-week break in New South Sea Town! ”

He did not doubt the authenticity of the message...... If it weren't for that man's help, he and his militiamen don't know how many times they would have died in this plague-ridden land!

"Order, abandon Xinnanhai Town, and set off with the whole army!"

……

Almost briefly, the militia of Nanhai Town had already prepared his bags.

These young men used to be ordinary farmers and fishermen, with occasional military training...... Now, however, they have all turned into experienced fighters!

Looking at the somewhat scattered pace, Mareb couldn't help but sigh:

In a few months, I wonder how many of these young children will be left?

Food is running out, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to find clean water; Heni Mareb has reason to believe that they are not far from death.

As for fleeing?

Impossible...... There are undead everywhere, there is corrupted land everywhere, and these ordinary militiamen, no matter how experienced they are in fighting the undead, have nowhere to escape!

The only hope that Mareb had was to burn himself down before he died.

However, not everyone present could not escape......

"Tirio......" he walked over to his old friend's side.

"What's wrong, Heni?"

"I heard the news that Dathohhan had rebuilt the Silver Hand in Stratholme, renamed the Scarlet Crusaders, and gathered all the warriors of the Alliance...... Including the current lord of Hearthvale, your son Tyran, who is also now a member of the Scarlet Crusade......"

"The Silver Hand...... Fireplace Valley...... Tyran......"

When he heard these names, Tirio Ferdin's body trembled slightly.

When he left Tol Barad Prison, he planned to go to Hearthvale to visit Tyran, his son......

But in the town of Nanhai, he meets his old friend Henie and his militia; Witnessing that they were nearly completely defeated by the undead, Tirio picked up a rusty greatsword and hacked to death the leader of the undead, a Death Knight, helping them to victory......

Since then, he has followed the militia of Nanhai Town...... Tirio knew very well that without his presence, it would be difficult for this group of militia to hold out for too long in this plague-ridden land!

"Tirio, go to Stratholme......" Mareb said with a smile, "I believe Tyran, I'm glad to see you alive!" ”

"Just follow the Sodoril River and head all the way east...... Avoid the large number of undead while hiding your tracks...... Tirio, with your strength, it won't be a problem to get to Stratholme......"

"And what about you, Henie, what are you going to do with your militiamen?" Old Ferding asked in a deep voice.

"We're not like you......" Mayor Mareb shook his head, "We don't have enough personal strength, so we can't catch up with Stratholme; If we're with you, we'll all be discovered by the undead! ”

"Are you asking me to abandon my friends, to abandon my fellow citizens, to be killed by the undead?" Old Ferding couldn't help but ask questioningly.

"What if you don't abandon us, and how many days can you protect us?" Heni Mareb also did not hesitate to go toe-to-toe.

But a voice temporarily interrupted their argument:

"Mayor Mare, Lord of Fordin...... There's an undead in front of you! ”