Chapter 385: Hunting

The newborn Scarlet Crusaders sounded the horn of vengeance, and the warriors of the former Knights of the Silver Hand were convinced that the Light would bring justice to the land, but in the decisive battle of Lordaeron, Arthas and his Scourge ruthlessly shattered the hopes of the people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Countless people who participated in this decisive battle and escaped with their lives inevitably questioned, they questioned themselves, they questioned the kingdom, they questioned the Holy Light, and their hearts quietly changed before they even knew it, and the belief in justice somehow turned into a grudge to destroy the natural disaster, and the noble faith degenerated, and the result became more important than the means.

Bishop Esenlien and General Abydis both survived the decisive battle, and instead of fleeing south as most of the routs did, they led the remnants of their army towards the north occupied by the Scourge ...... Whether their decision was based on a strategy of doing the opposite and avoiding the Scourge troops; Or are you in a hurry to find some small-scale enemy to prove yourself?

Nobody knows.

As for Alexander, who received the artifact Ember Bringer from the dwarven king of Ironforge, is leading his army north, and is about to become a nightmare for the undead? Mograini, that's another story.

After defeating the kingdom's army and capturing the royal capital of Lordaeron, Arthas did not completely destroy the city, as he did in the Seven Northern Counties, but impatiently swung south, chasing down the rout of the human army while advancing towards the hilly region...... He bypassed the mage town of Ambermere, protected by a magical barrier, and bypassed the incredible Greymane Walls, and made his swift journey through the Silver Pines Forest to the city of Laran.

Although the Violet Council's investigation of the Scourge was lagging behind and did not anticipate the enemy's approach to the capital so quickly, the Republic's mages were able to open a huge barrier around the city in time, unlike Ambermere's purely defensive barrier, which the confident mages designed to be extremely aggressive - as soon as an undead creature stepped into the range of the magical barrier, it would be immediately roasted by the scorching magic.

The vanguard of the Scourge was all vaporized before they could even see the appearance of Master Dalaran.

Arthas commanded his minions to besiege the city of Dalaran for several days without moving, and the seemingly invincible Scourge was finally stopped...... There are reports that the Scourge is carving some kind of huge summoning circle in the camp, but the Violet Council doesn't care - Dalaran, the smallest of the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race, has a strong strength, and nearly eighty percent of the magicians in the alliance are gathered here, no matter what the Scourge summons, the mages are confident that they can defeat it.

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Named so for the tall pines covered with silver bark, this ancient forest winds in a north-south direction, with the west coast of Lordaeron to the west, the vast Lake Lordammere to the east, full of life and abundance, dense with farms and gold mines, it belongs to the Kingdom of Lordaeron to the north, the Kingdom of Gilneth to the south, and the town of Ambermir to the southwest is the land of the Republic of Dalaran.

The animals of the Silver Pine Forest are fierce and aggressive, but rarely go outside their territory, and it has always been a quiet and beautiful place, both before and after the arrival of humans...... Until a natural disaster occurs.

Eager to destroy the mighty Dalaran, the Scourge did not devastate the Silverpine Forest, and even their iconic undead plague rarely contaminated the land, leaving only a few bases in the areas where the roads were rushed...... The scourge here seems to have been forgotten by Alsace, who have not received any orders for a long time, and have only roamed around the base, except for building and expanding the base.

The forests are now full of spurred beasts and sporadic undead who attack outsiders, and in the area near Lake Lordamere there are some rotting gnolls, and to the south there are strange creatures that howl horribly every night.

In this way, the Silver Pine Forest became a paradise for great adventurers - especially those who were adventurous by nature, who sailed from the southern harbors and reached the town of Nanhai and then avoided the avenues and dived into the forest.

Bernie? Axe lay motionless among the overgrown weeds, staring at the bear trap buried in the distance, he had been in this position for hours, he was more stocky and muscular than the average dwarf, and he was unique in the use of long-handled double-edged axes, but he did not join the King's Guard in Ironforge, all because the King's Guard was not dumb.

Just then, Bernie, who had an excellent sense of smell, twitched his large nose, hidden under his thick beard, and he smelled the bear.

Lying next to him side by side, his old friend Gna, with whom he had a seemingly forever cursed relationship? Hammer moved slightly, the latter was of course a brassbearded dwarf, he changed his surname to Hammer only because he was good at using a long-handled hammer, like Bernie, Gnar was also a warlike dwarven warrior, he did not join the King's Guard in Ironforge, all because the King's Guard did not want to be blind.

The Creator gave them an unusually strong body, a keen sense of smell and hearing, and a fair take away their tongue and eyes.

Adventures inevitably involve dealing with people, and the mute Bernie is not up to the task, so he finds the blind Gna, and the moldy Gna who stays at home all day also needs a pair of eyes to take him to start his own magnificent adventure - neither of them can do without the other, and in the long adventure, a strange symbiotic relationship is gradually formed.

A wounded brown bear slowly walked out of the woods, his massive body in Bernie's sight, and the sound of him rubbing animals and plants was accurately captured by Gna.

Dwarves seem to be naturally good hunters, and when they perceive their prey appearing, the inseparable friends do not even breathe, just quietly wait for it to fall into the trap, they had followed the greatest hunter in the world, Hermet, nearly twenty years ago? Nesinwari fought as a mercenary in the defense of the Alliance, from which the two friends learned various hunting techniques and fell madly in love with hunting.

At this moment, the spice that mimics the taste of the bear-in-heat succeeds in attracting the injured male bear, leading it step by step towards the trap of death.

While Bernie and Gerner were able to take down the bear easily, they preferred to enjoy the hunt when the bear trap made a tooth-aching sound of metal rubbing and it bit down on the bear's forelimbs.

When the prey was captured, Dumb Bernie and Blind Turner immediately jumped out of the bushes, and instead of taking prey as quietly as ordinary hunters, they carried two shotguns and fired at the immobile brown bear.

The two shotguns roared more than twenty times, and the sound echoed through the silent forest, and a pair of dwarven hunters fell silent again, ignoring the brown bear's carcass and falling back into the grass.

As if brown bears weren't the prey they wanted. (To be continued.) )