(Pit Daddy's 7.0 is finally here, although it is still the 100s, but the Fa Ye is still Blizzard's own son!) The revised ice DK, how to say it, handsome is a little handsome, but it still feels like a card QAQ! Is it the reason for my crippled hand? ）

"For the Horde!"

Razgar roared and slashed the last bug in front of him with his sword, and after a piercing scream, the bug lay in green blood and died motionless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Raising his head, Razgar glanced at the battlefield. Kukaron accomplished a great victory, and at the cost of more than a dozen serious injuries, he completely crushed the Nibru's army. Now, the warriors of the Kukaron Guard are sweeping the battlefield one by one, sending the remaining stubborn enemies to hell.

However, in this battle, the biggest hero still belongs to the Black Blade Knight. Razgar glanced at the two Crypt Lords and the three Crypt Lords who were directly nailed to death by the ice spikes, and he Razgar killed one alone, but it really took a lot of effort. However, the Darkblade Knight, who was born from the Blood Elves, single-handedly stopped the remaining two Crypt Lords, and easily killed them all.

Although he had used magic, Razgar didn't see anything wrong with it. After all, on the battlefield, how to kill the enemy is the last word, and it is not the glorious Makgoras......

Now, Razger is glad that such a powerful force is not their enemy. Maybe it was, but now, it's a power that belongs to the tribe.

Hanging his two-handed sword on the wolf that ran to his side, Razgar loosened his muscles slightly, and although the fierce battle did not leave scars on his body, it also made him feel a wave of fatigue involuntarily.

"Herald!" Razger exclaimed.

"Yes, sir!" An orc warrior ran briskly up to Razgar's side, beating his chest and saluting. "What do you command?"

"Count the wounded, so that the soldiers can quickly slaughter the remaining enemies on the battlefield."

"Yes, sir!"

"By the way, let the second team take out the explosives given by those dwarfs and bury that rat hole for me!"

"Yes!" The herald replied loudly, then turned to leave.

After giving the order, Razgar reached out and patted his wolf on the head.

"Thank you, old man!"

Whew!

The wolf cried under his breath and arched over Razger.

Lazgar reached out and grabbed the saddle on the wolf's back, rolled over and rode up. He ran towards Belmont, who was standing not far away. After killing the two Crypt Lords, Nebru's army collapsed, and Belmont slaughtered another batch of bugs, and the battle came to an end.

Now, Belmont has nothing to do and is staying by the side of the two dead Crypt Lords.

"What's the matter, warrior? What are you thinking? Razger, who had come to Belmont's side, asked. It's a resounding victory, thanks to you, we were able to slaughter these bugs easily, and I'll be sure to treat you to a drink when we get back to the fortress! ”

"Hah, thank you in advance, Overseer!" Belmont tugged at the leather armor on his body and said, "However, if you can, can you ask the logistics to give me a set of armor first." I'm not a thief, and I feel weird wearing leather armor all day. ”

"Hahaha, don't worry!" Lazger stretched out his hand and patted Belmont on the shoulder and laughed, "After I go back, the round logistics said, let them give you a good armor, a warrior who charges into battle can't miss because the armor on his body is too weak......"

“...... By the way, Warrior, did you see that guy from Barsus!? Razger suddenly asked, "The battle is over, why didn't you see that gray skin, won't you be gnawed by bugs?" ”

"I don't know!" Belmont shook her head and replied, "I didn't pay attention, but even thieves don't have much to do in the melee. But if he wants to leave, these bugs won't be able to stop him......"

"It's ...... too" Razgar nodded and said, "I just don't know, where is he now......" Razger looked at the battlefield and then froze. The shadow agent Balsus, who had disappeared since the battle began, was right in front of the cave not far away.

"Bastard, this battle isn't just going to be watched from the sidelines!" When Razgar spotted Barsus, he rode a wolf towards Barsus' past.

After a moment's hesitation, Belmont summoned the Death Horse, rode on, and followed Razger to Barsus's side.

"I say, what the hell are you doing, Agent!" After coming to Barsus, Razgar jumped down from the wolf, walked behind the half-crouched Barsus, and asked. "What are you conspirators doing, who are all mysterious?"

Barsus stood up and silently pointed ahead.

"How ......."

In front of Balsus, lay a body that had been dead for a long time. The clothes worn by this corpse were exactly the same as those worn by Barsus. Not only that, but the corpse's bare skin was glowing an ominous dark green.

"What is this?" Seeing this scene in front of her, Belmont frowned. "Your people?"

"Yes......" Barsus replied with a sigh. He's Luther, a shadow agent loyal to the Banshee King like me. ”

"What's going on?" Lazgar bent down and reached for the corpse on the ground. "I haven't heard that this time, besides you, there is a shadow agent accompanying you?"

"Wait......" Barsus stopped Razger.

"How?"

"Poison!" Belmont turned to Balsus and asked, "Your accomplice committed suicide by poisoning." It's strange that Nebru's bugs didn't eat his corpse, it seems that this is a potent poison beyond imagination......"

“...... I thought that poison could only turn the living into dead, but I didn't expect that there was a poison that could poison the dead spirit, how did this happen? ”

"Ahem...... This is the Royal Apothecary, Eun ...... It's not a big deal to give us shadow agents. Barsus said.

"Leave it all to mind if you have it or not, Balsus, what the hell is going on?" Razger asked, "Why did your men die on this battlefield?" ”

"He was originally sent to the farm west of the fortress to get the connection." "Almost a week ago," explained Barsus, "Warsong Farm, west of the fortress, lost contact with the fortress. The Supreme Commander has ordered us to send our Shadow Agents to find out......"

"Then why did he ......?"

"That's what I want to say!" "It seems that the Scourge is not just intended to rely on these bugs against the tribe. Barsus handed a copy of the diary to Razger.

"Bad news, Warsong Farm in the west may have fallen!"

"What!" Razger was taken aback, and quickly took the diary in Barsus's hand and quickly opened it.

"Psychic Lord? The farm has become the production base of the Scourge Corps, and countless victims have been killed. No, damn scourge dregs, you must pay the price! Razger roared angrily. That's bad news, no, we're going to head back to Warsong Fortress to report Hellroar. ”