The bright sunshine and the sound of a few birds and birds indicate that the sky is just dawning.

A brown pony shuttles through the dense forest, in the hills of Hillsbrad, this undeveloped forest can be said to be a primeval forest, there is no sign of a path, if it were not for the nightmare warhorse's amazing physical strength, it is estimated that Locke would not be able to walk out of this dense jungle for a day.

Wildlife can be found everywhere in the woods, with fawns and hares being the most numerous, followed by a variety of small birds or leopards. There are many undeveloped forests in Lordaeron, and no one can find them as long as they go into the forest, so it's no wonder that there are a large number of robbers in Lordaeron.

These robbers attacked human dwellings in large numbers and killed many people.

It had been half a day since Locke came down from the Alterac Mountains, and last night's meeting ended unhappily, and Locke finally left the castle in the Alterac Mountains in a hurry after giving the order for the Snow Wolf Knights to go to the Vault Canyon.

The sun's rays are intense, which indicates that it is noon.

Nearby, a tent with stakes that had been cut down on all sides of the stakes was clearly a gathering place for bandits who lived in the forest and occasionally rushed out of the forest to plunder.

Locke gestured to the Nightmare Warhorse and stepped back from it, he had to get to Dalaran as soon as possible, not only by order from the Lich King, but also by the task of the Lord of the System. This kind of unnecessary trouble is not necessary to provoke, but there are benefits in it, and it is another matter.

Locke lowered his breath, he carefully surveyed his surroundings, it was impossible to go to the Silver Pine Forest without alerting these bandits, so war was inevitable.

He decided to take out the bandits at will.

Several skeletal warriors and skeletal archers emerged from the dirt, sensing the breath of the living.

Before Locke became undead, these skeletal warriors could do the equivalent of radar, and in many cases, the necromancers were much more effective than humans.

Locke walked around the small camp, and something happened that made him laugh and cry, there were several human skeletons near the camp, and there were several gnolls patrolling the camp. It was clear that a gnolla had taken over the bandits' camp and used it as their den.

Gnolls are humanoids that live near human settlements, and they are primitive tribes, using simple wood to build their own houses, as well as making simple weapons, but only with heavy hammers and shackles.

The gnolls also had simple tailoring techniques that would allow them to peel off the beast's leather and sew it into leather armor.

"Two gnolls guarding, this should be a gnoll tribe of twenty people."

Locke waved his hand, sending the five Skeleton Warriors towards the camp, and it was impossible for Locke to take matters into his own hands against a creature like the Gnoll, which had not reached the elite level. These skeletons are supposed to be the Gnolls' opponents, even though they may not be able to defeat the Gnolls.

But corpse powder is cheap, isn't it?

Locke's goal is to get through the gnolls in the camp and earn some experience casually. He rode the Nightmare on the grass near the camp, looking at the camp, and when the skeleton soldiers rushed over, their bones squeaked and rushed towards the gnolls' camp from the front.

After all, a low-level undead like a skeleton soldier, even if he sneaks in to sneak attack, he will soon be exposed because of the footprints he walks and what he steps on, if it is this kind of jackal with a keen sense of smell, there is no possibility of sneak attack at all.

The hammer in the hands of the jackals is very powerful.

Locke frowned and watched everything that happened in the camp not far away, the jackal only used the hammer in his hand, and with two blows, he was able to completely collapse the skeleton soldier's body and become a piece of broken bones. Although the Skeleton Archer is able to shoot arrows into the Gnoll's body, the effect is not satisfactory.

Suck!

The gnoll let out a scream, which directly frightened the other gnoll, and even made the other gnoll feel terrified.

Locke grabbed a gnolll in front of him with the Grip of Death, chopped off the gnoll's head with the Destroyer of Worlds, and then charged towards the other gnoll.

He had to get to Ambermere before dark tonight, so time was precious. The level of these gnolls is about the peak of the ordinary level, and sometimes there will be an elite level gnolll leader.

"Woooooooo

A long wolf howl came from the mouth of the jackal, and when the threat of death approached, the beast's first thought was to gather enough companions.

Gnolls are social animals, and their hunting habits keep them at a distance enough to be quickly reinforced by gnolls if attacked.

As hunters, gnolls are a source of headache for the kingdom of Lordaeron, as they always move to the next after eating up one area and start a new round of raids.

Their sheer numbers and greater combat power make them one of the toughest beasts to deal with outside of the kingdom of Lordaeron.

The remaining gnolls, their eyes full of madness, kept beating the approaching skeletons with the shackles in their hands, smashing the approaching skeletons directly into bones, and the remaining three-headed skeletons on the field were obviously not a threat to the jackals.

Locke's plan to kill the gnolls with skeletons fell through.

And the advantage is weakening, and the danger is slowly rising.

The height of the jackal is about one and a half meters, weighing more than 100 pounds, the head is about the same as that of a jackal, and the brown skin is covered with variegated sideburns, but because of the long-term activities in the shady part of the forest, the color is dull. Their strength and speed are much higher than those of normal humans, and some elite-level gnolls can even fight against elite mid-tier human soldiers.

And generally in the gnoll tribe, there will also be a gnoll shaman, the kind of shaman priest who controls the natural energy, is the real threat of the opponent.

The howl of wolves echoing in the woods heralded the return of a large number of gnolls, and Locke knew that time was very short, so he patted the nightmare war horse under his crotch and rushed towards the gnolls who were resisting in the camp.

He raised the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand and slashed directly at the Gnoll, a flash of light flashed, and the Gnoll's claws flew in mid-air with the blood, and then fell to the ground. Locke heard a sound of breaking the air behind him, and he didn't want to drive the Nightmare Warhorse to run forward.

The Nightmare Warhorse stomped the Gnoll's head into a watermelon with a single kick, and Locke summoned the ghoul directly from the dirt. (To be continued.) )