The air in the burning plain is unusually dry and hot, inhaled into the lungs as if burning, the most comfortable temperature of the human body is about 20 degrees, but in the burning plain, I am afraid that it will be more than doubled, and the burning plain not only has a terrifying heat, the large sandstorm here is as fine as a scattered bomb, and the faces of the people who hit them hurt. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After only a little more than a week in the Burning Plains, Wendsol's skin was already like black charcoal, but most of the time it was not sunburned, but because of the lack of water, he had never washed his face, and coupled with the large particles in the air, he was dirty and black.

It's really a bad condition, touching his rough face, there is a layer of hard substance attached to his face, it actually gives him an illusion that his defense has improved a lot, he was amused by his own thoughts, and he couldn't help laughing, but because it was because of the laughter, the air was inhaled into his body at an accelerated pace, and the fiery temperature choked his throat, and he couldn't stop coughing, until it calmed down after a long time.

This is simply not a place for people, and because of this, he admires the guards stationed here even more, they really have given too much for the safety of the Stormwind Kingdom.

On the other hand, the extravagant aristocrats were even more disgusting to Windsor, and this group of scum who only knew how to compete for power and profit, and even blinded the king, was simply the biggest moth of the country.

But he only has a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, any brave and loyal general, the most afraid is often not a powerful enemy, and those villains behind him, if the Stormwind Kingdom can fully support him, as long as the garrison of Stormwind City is driven to him, he has the confidence that he can solve the problem of the Blackstone Orcs.

But this is just a fool's dream, and that army still has to protect the king and the nobles.

'When the situation here stabilizes, I will persuade His Majesty to purge the members of the council.' Windthor began self-hypnosis, selectively forgetting that Varian had acquiesced in his exclusion from the council, and even exile.

But what can he do, it is better to deceive himself than to give up on himself.

Today, the blackstone orcs did not attack here, and the warriors could relax a little, at this time, except for a few adventurers who were still out on a mission, everyone else was eager to lay out in the shade and die lazily, and only adventurers would go out to work when everyone was idle.

Speaking of which, the lord here can't even afford to supply military rations, so naturally there is no bounty to attract adventurers, these adventurers are still hired by Wendsol personally, but even this has not attracted any strong team, and the adventurer who Wendsol is most optimistic about is a lone ranger, and he is also a human woman.

Women are necessarily physically weaker than men, but in some professions, careful and sensitive women are more suitable, such as stalkers.

This woman is the most qualified stalker Windsor has ever met, she is mysterious, except for handing over tasks, she is basically in a stealth state, and people don't even know what she looks like or where she lives.

But she never failed in the task she undertook.

The reason why they were able to easily repel a wave of orc attacks a few days ago was because this woman had assassinated the commander of that orc force.

And now, Wendthor has given her the task of monitoring the orcs' movements, and it would be better if she could steal a copy.

In fact, unlike in the game, the mission NPC can always know what battle plan the enemy has for you to destroy or steal, even if you can get any report in reality.

Even if it's just a demographic statistic, Windsol can deduce the most valuable information from it.

In the black stone abyss, a faint light suddenly flashed in a corner, but because there were many magma shining red all around, no one would notice this inconspicuous light, and then a shadow appeared here, and she quickly disappeared without alarming any creatures.

Soon after, a black iron dwarf on patrol alone was shushing at the magma, when suddenly a tingling sensation came from his back, and then his eyes went black, and when he woke up, he was tied up with five flowers, and in front of him was a tall, thin man with a face that could not be seen.

"Name the residence of the puppet commander and General Angover."

Soon after, an uninvited guest appeared at General Angover's residence, and Angerford was hanging out in the Black Iron Bar at this time, unaware of the invasion of his home.

The uninvited guest quickly rummaged through every corner of the room, focusing on the underside of the bed and behind some furniture, and finally found a secret passage behind the cabinet, and then found something in the secret room.

She then restored it to its original state and moved on to the next location.

Golem Commander Agmanch, a shaman who was working on a monolithic golem, suddenly received an elemental warning, and he immediately woke up and began to look around, while activating his creation.

He carefully unleashed a flame shield on himself while attempting to walk towards the gate under the protection of his creation.

Once out of the gate, he can call for backup.

But his enemies definitely didn't want to see this, and there were ripples in the air, and several black bombs rolled in front of Agmanch, so frightened that Agmanch hurriedly knocked them away with a shock, but this bomb was obviously some kind of advanced collision bomb, and the shock detonated it in advance.

Agmanch was blown away, and the shield of fire blocked a lot of damage for him, and then a gunshot rang out, and his boulder golem was directly shattered to the core, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"Click!" It was the sound of bones snapping.

"Ahhh!!hhh Agmanch was mortally wounded, but the enemy cautiously stabbed him in the shoulder with a dagger, leaving him with no hope of the last chance of resistance.

"Tell me where is that slate?" With a cold voice, Agmanch appeared in front of a female human hidden under a hood.

"If I die, you'll never get that tablet." Tell him where the slate is, he will die, Agamanch is not that stupid, his screams should have been heard by the dwarves nearby, as long as he waits a little longer he will wait for support.

So he wanted to hold the assassin back.

"Stupid!" However, things did not go as Agamanch thought, and the woman did not try to ask anything, but began to chant mysterious spells, which gave Agamanch a very bad premonition.

Agmanche's consciousness suddenly became confused, and when he woke up again, he realized that he had lost control of his body.

Mind control!

A cloak covered the bleeding wound on his shoulder, and the woman disappeared again.

Soon after, the dwarves who heard his screams burst into his house, only to see Agmanch staring at the puppets shattered into pieces in a daze.

"My lord! What happened? ”

"Ahh It's nothing, it's just that there was an accident in my experiment, okay, there's nothing to do with you here, you can go back. Agmanch said kindly.

The dwarves looked at the wreckage of the shattered puppet beside him, and their expressions were shocked.

"Then we won't bother you." Then they left the place, and politely closed the door when they went out.

But no one would know that the real Agmanch was calling out to them in despair, but no one would hear him.

After the door was closed for a while, Agmanch finally regained control of his body, and he collapsed to the ground in an instant, shivering.

"Now...... You know we have a lot of time to talk slowly, huh? The devil's voice rang out from behind Agmanch.

So, at night, Wendthall, who was sleeping in bed, was suddenly awakened by the sound of a hard object colliding, the window was open and still shaking, which proved that its opening must be artificial.

Windsol warily grabbed the weapon beside him, but waited for a long time to find no enemy, and then the moonlight and two stone slabs on the ground attracted his attention.

In the center of the slab is a book called "A Primer on the Dragon Language"

Thanks to this book, Windsor was able to study the two tablets carefully, and then he realized what a great secret they contained.

………………

Halfway up the mountain, in the makeshift camp of Zhang Li and the Delaneys, Zhang Li, who was playing a card game with Ivy, suddenly laughed.

Frightened, Ivy thought that he was going to be possessed by the god Yin, and hurriedly hugged her little rabbit and took a few steps back.

"Stupid! A sucker! You can't do that here......"

"What kind of thing, Ivy, what have you been thinking about all day in your little head?"

"Woo~~ Then what do you mean by that bad smile just now?"

"Of course I'm smiling because I'm going to win this one, look, leopard." Using his spiritual sense to cheat, Zhang Li certainly has no possibility of losing.

"So, Ivy, you're going to be willing to gamble and lose, go and shout ten times in front of those Delaneys that I'm a little fool."

Ivy looked at Zhang Li's hand unwillingly, and then looked at the Delaneei who were staring at him coldly, and her little face flushed with anxiety.

"Nope! No...... That's a shame......"

"Huh? Who said just now that you are willing to gamble and lose, you can't rely on it. ”

This sentence reminded Ivy: "Debt? Hum! Right! I'm going to pay the bills! "That arrogant little appearance is really cute Zhang Li.

"Hehe, hey, I'm going to beat my ass." With that, Zhang Li laughed and rushed forward, trying to catch the ass, while Ivy fled with a smile.

The two began to chase.

What made Zhang Li so happy was, of course, not the war that had been fought for a day and a night without results, but the incident that was far away in the burning plain.

That woman is a member of the Song of Shadows, an excellent dark herd, and everything she does is naturally instructed by Zhang Li.

Otherwise, Wendthor had given her permission to scout the orc camp, so how could she suddenly rush to the dwarven base camp.

With magic, engineering weapons, and the power of the Darkherd, she was able to complete her mission without danger - obtaining the Dragon's Tablet.

Those two stone tablets record the identity and secret of the black dragon sister, and it is in history that Wendsol obtained those two stone tablets to crack the true body of the black dragon sister.

Now, as Zhang Li expected, after hearing this important news, Wendsol really couldn't sit still for a moment, and got up in the middle of the night and rushed to Stormwind City.

Very good, everything is going according to plan.