This undead army that attacked Ambermill, Locke didn't know if there were necromancers among them, but even if there were no necromancers, fighting against the undead army alone, it was already heaven to be able to fight against more than 20 ghouls, after all, in the case of not being able to use the death knight's spell, Locke thought that this was his limit.

The undead began to attack the village roads in Lordaeron.

The first is the small and weak villages scattered throughout Lordaeron, which are the first targets of the undead. The undead who are eager to destroy the living often do not leave a single living after breaking through a village, and those ghouls who are extremely sensitive to blood will hunt down and kill those fleeing humans in a short time.

No human will survive a village breached by the undead.

The undead have no emotions, they don't fear, they don't fear, and naturally they don't have pity.

Locke only spent a day in Ambermere before heading to Dalaran's teleportation circle.

At least for a short time, Ambermir should be safe and there will be no problems. When they are really in danger, they will naturally remember the very correct advice that Locke once made.

The news of the imminent attack of the undead has caused panic throughout Ambermir, and even the plague in Lordaeron is being discussed in the hotel, and the streets are full of humans and elves patrolling nervously, and the mayor has gone to Dalaran to find support.

However, Locke doesn't care about these things, he is a death knight himself, even if the undead break through Ambermere, he can not directly transform himself into an undead and walk out.

He lay in bed and couldn't sleep when he heard the noise outside. The whole Ambermere was noisy like a vegetable market, and it was impossible for Locke to fall asleep with the noise, and Locke could only accept this result in the end.

Sleep with your eyes closed.

Late at night, there was a wolf howl from the forest, which could be the howl of a wolf produced by a werewolf in the Silver Pine Forest, or it could be that a wolf pack had found its prey again.

Locke didn't sleep, in fact, to an elite mid-level like Locke, he could already go two days without sleeping and be able to be refreshed enough. But suddenly he sensed a familiar one.

He opened his eyes, then he opened the curtains and looked out onto the street.

"It can't be." Locke sees a wandering ghost in the streets, an undead creature that must be placed before the Scourge invades each time.

In this case of undead detectives, the Scourge will soon be besieging the city. Locke looked closely, and the militia patrolling the side of the road didn't seem to see the ghost coming, but continued to patrol the street with torches in hand. Locke opened the door.

Then he went out of the hotel, and according to Locke's experience, once a ghost came in to investigate, the undead army would launch an attack on the town within two hours at most. Then this means that Locke is about to be trapped in Ambermere.

Although there were many militias on the streets, Locke could already see the tiredness on their faces, and it was clear that he had relaxed. Locke suddenly smelled the smell of blood in the air, and he followed the fishy smell in the air to an alley.

"Ghouls!?"

In the dark alleyway, a ghoul is happily gnawing on a dead corpse, which can be seen to have just died, and the ghoul's face is covered with blood.

Locke pulled out the Destroyer of Worlds, and in Ambermere, he had to dissociate himself from the undead, otherwise as soon as he entered Dalaran, he was afraid that troubles would come in waves.

The Ghouls have lurked in Ambermere, which means that the city is about to be attacked by the Scourge Legion. Although Locke didn't know the Lich King's specific plans, Locke was very clear about what he should do now.

"There are undead here!!" Locke shouted loudly, only by alerting the militia in Ambermir could it be possible to stop the speed of the Scourge's attack.

boom

Just as Locke shouted like this, as three corpses smashed into Ambermere's town, there was a cry of children, and a roar of people: "The undead have attacked." ”

The news spread like a plague throughout Ambermere.

The guards and mages who were patrolling Ambermere quickly reacted, and immediately someone shouted: "Prepare for battle"

Locke rushed straight into the alley and slashed the ghoul in two with two swords.

In just an instant, the whole town seemed to be in a great panic, and no matter how much the soldiers tried to calm the inhabitants, it was useless. But when a man rushes to the edge of the forest and is pulled into the forest by a ghoul, there is a loud cry and the "creak" of ghouls crushing bones.

This scene silenced many of the inhabitants, and then, in the dark forest, two huge heads of Abomination slowly walked out of the forest, and Abomination threw out the chains in his hands, pulling the two ordinary residents down in front of them, and then sending them into their mouths.

"Click, click."

The image of the abomination chewing on the human body was so powerful that the humans didn't think of fighting back for a while, but soon, the night mages living in Ambermir began to exert their strength, and they threw out the spells they were good at.

Although the militia was a little flustered at first, they soon followed the soldiers to place all kinds of fortifications at the gate of the town.

Knock knock!

The footsteps of the abomination were so loud that they shook the ground, followed by a frightened cry from one of the militiamen: "He's coming......"

Locke secretly said in his heart that it was not good, when abomination appeared on the battlefield, then it meant one thing, that is, the undead disaster was inevitable for Ambermere.

He clenched the Destroyer of Realms and took a deep breath, if he left Ambermir now, at least in the next half a month, it would be an empty word. Because when Ambermir fell, it would take at least a few months for Dalaran to rebuild the area, because Dalaran would not sit idly by and watch Ambermir be destroyed by the undead.

"Then I only have one choice now, and that is to help the town." Locke sighed, then summoned the Nightmare Warhorse and held the Destroyer of Worlds tightly.

Locke stared at the town, most of the inhabitants had been filled with panic, and even some of the wild mages did not have the courage to stand up to the enemy, and they hid behind the inhabitants. (To be continued.) )