The real reason for Kel'thugad's escape was actually my bloodthirsty, as soon as the bloodthirsty came out, all the 114 ghosts and undead in the team rushed to the peak of the sixth order, and there were a few strong half-feet that entered the hero level, not to mention Frederick Lothar's miserable high-level hero strength.

With such a strong strength, it is already on par with the strength of the Kel'thugad Guard, and if Sylvanas and a group of sixth-order powerhouses under her command are added, Kel'thugad will definitely be defeated.

You must know that the Alliance and the Horde will not really unite, but the people I lead must be of the same mind as Sylvanas, so the escape of Kel'thugad has become an inevitable result.

However, before Kel'thugad fled, he also planted a time bomb between the Alliance and the Horde, that is, the question of the ownership of the Hillsbrad Hills, which is rich in resources and vast territory, and connected to the Oakland Mountains, it is difficult for the Alliance and the Horde to sit down calmly to negotiate, and war is most likely to be the main theme.

In fact, the original purpose of the war in the Hillsbrad Hills was to fight for the ownership of the Hillsbrad Hills by the Alliance and the Horde, but it only turned soured because of my entry.

Kel'thugad and the other high-ranking people fled, and the Scourge Legion was still under the command of the Lich King, and its combat effectiveness was still strong.

In a bloodthirsty state, the back of the skeleton war horse is already more than two meters high, and at the same time, I am also more than 20 centimeters tall out of thin air because of bloodthirstiness, so riding on the skeleton war horse, I can reach a height of four meters with my hands raised.

So, in the face of this abomination, which was less than four meters tall, I cut off his head with a single knife when the skeleton war horse staggered with him, and then continued to drive the horse forward.

There are countless natural disasters and undead along the way, but in the face of the skeleton war horse I sat on, none of them were together, and the tall skeleton war horse almost trampled on countless corpses and ran forward, and no one could stop it.

Bridget and I, on the other hand, rode on horseback and harvested one scourge after another, and when the great sword passed, all the cataclysmic spirits were split in half, and the long sword stabbed out, leaving the most fatal wounds on the enemy's body.

If Bridget and I had a good time, then Frederick was a bloody one.

The strength of high-level heroes is not at all something that ordinary cataclysmic undead can block, every sword slash of Frederick will take away the lives of several calamity undead, and every time his ghost horse hisses, it will rush all the enemies in the front road. Its strength has reached a level of dismal proportions.

Frederick and I are like two sharp knives inserted into the heart of the enemy, and the one hundred and thirteen ghosts and undead behind him are not willing to be lonely, all of them are at the peak of the sixth order, each of them has superb killing skills, and the enemies on the road can't stop them at all.

For a time, the team I led became the sharpest knife on the entire battlefield, although we were the least numerous, but our advance speed and killing efficiency were definitely the first.

It is not an exaggeration to say that we were the latecomers, charging a few minutes later than the Horde, the Alliance, and the Silver Hand, but in less than a quarter of an hour, we were at the forefront of the battlefield, ten meters ahead of everyone.

Without the Tribal Army and the Silver Hand army to attract our enemies, the pressure on us has skyrocketed, and countless of the Scourge Legion's toughest soldiers have swarmed towards us, abominations, walking corpses, skeletons, banshees, and ...... Every one whose strength is lower than the fifth order.

This is the consequence of Arthas's free access to the Sea of Death, and not only am I of no use to him, but he will even kill me, a "senior", at all costs.

In an instant, more than three abominations surrounded me, each above the sixth order, each equipped with the finest weapons, mixed with Mithril and Thurium broadswords, iron chains made of stainless steel, and thick iron armor wrapped around their weakest bodies.

Bang!

Fighting hard with an abomination, my body couldn't help leaning back, but it was quickly blocked by two big iron balls, no, it should be said that it was the card owner, I really don't know what Bridget thinks, wearing a cuirass is still this kind of slim cuirass, those two big fat pieces should not be so round and straight, and the gap in the middle is too small, as soon as I lean, my spine is particularly stuck.

Well, instead of Bridget's two lumps of big fat, I'm a breastplate that wraps the big fat, and there is no feeling of warmth and softness, just cold and hard.

"Ahh The sun wind is good or bad. Before I could complain, Bridget shouted coquettishly, and I was so angry that I really wanted to slap her twice.

Bang!

Resisting an abominable attack again, I said angrily: "Bad your sister, bad girl, Lao Tzu is fighting, don't make such a strange noise, okay." ”

Bridget didn't know what your sister meant, she just squeezed my thigh lightly, and then said shyly: "I don't have a sister to make you bad, if you want to be bad, it's good for me." With that, Bridget suddenly raised her sword and slashed at my left, just as I was fending off the other abomination's attack, and in an instant, the long sword wrapped in holy light pierced Abomination's head.

"You see, the two of us are really a match made in heaven, how close we work together." Bridget whispered in my ear.

"Enough, you dead bastard, Lao Tzu has to fight alone." Finally I couldn't stand Bridget's "lightness" any longer, and with a loud roar, I jumped out of Bridget's restraints and pounced on an abomination in front of me.

While the man was still in the air, my broadsword was erected, and before the abomination could come to its senses, the broadsword mixed with the ultra-pure death qi split the abomination in half from the beginning.

When I landed, I looked thirty meters behind the left, and I saw Sylvanas's frosty face, and I don't know whether she was angry or angry, but I think she seemed to be firing her bow harder.

Yes, before I knew it, Sylvanas had led the Tribal Legion to a position thirty meters away from me, and I had to abandon my horse and pounce on Abomination because of the cold gaze that came from behind me.

But it doesn't matter, by this time, the speed of the war horse has been seriously slowed down, and whether or not to ride a horse has little effect, but it is the king to quickly distance himself from Bridgetra.

"Your Majesty, we are here!" Bridget also spotted Sylvanas at this moment, but there was no shyness or guilt on her face, only excitement and excitement.

I really don't know what Bridget and Sylvanas are related. (To be continued.) )