Chapter 137: Gathering in Andohar
"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Looking at Sylvanas with a frosty face, Archibald asked cautiously.
Sylvanas said coldly, "Why am I here?" I also want to ask you why you haven't found Saint Wing Sunwind after two days and one night? ”
Archibald shuddered, Her Majesty really came for that kid.
"Your Majesty, it stands to reason that after I pestered the Lich Araki and you also sent a large number of royal terror guards, a large area close to the undead barrier has been very safe, but I don't know why, after so long, there is still no news of the sunwind." Bard whispered.
The breeze blew away Sylvanas' long hair on her sideburns, and the gray-black silk fluttered in the wind, bringing Sylvanas a thrilling and bewitching beauty.
However, none of the dozen or so male forsaken in the clearing of the forest dared to look at Sylvanas, and one by one they looked at their hearts and minds, and their hearts were natural, just like the monks who had become monks, and they were not moved by beauty in the slightest.
Sylvanas flicked her long hair from her brow and said in a cold voice, "Damn the lich, have you cut off his head?" ”
"Nope!" Archibald said bitterly, in fact, he was almost cut off by the other party.
"So, you've been playing hide and seek in the forest with that damn lich for the last two days?" Sylvanas continued.
"I ......" Akibalde, not knowing how to answer Sylvanas' question.
Sylvanas glared at Archibald in exasperation and said, "Where is Araki the Lich now?" ”
"An hour ago, he suddenly retreated desperately, and now he must be on his way back to Andohar," Archibald said. ”
"Oh? Do you know why he retreated? Sylvanas said with some surprise.
Archibald replied, "I don't know, he retreated without warning, even when I stabbed him in the illusory chest." At the same time, while retreating, a large number of uncommanded high- and middle-level undead were left behind. ”
"So?" Sylvanas's eyebrows jumped sharply and he asked sharply.
Archibald pointed to the sparse cataclysmic undead around him, and said proudly, "So I led people to plow almost all the remaining cataclysmic undead in the forest." ”
"Oh, shit!" Sylvanas sighed, then cursed, "You damned walking corpse. Do you have carrion in your head? Don't you even have a shred of wisdom? Kill, kill, kill, don't think about why Araki ran away, don't you think about what your most fundamental mission is? Damn, I asked you to come here to be a marshal, not a soldier without a brain. ”
By the end, Sylvanas was almost growling, and the roaring Archibald almost buried his head in his stomach.
It took a while for Sylvanas to regain his strength. He said slowly, "How are the living people of the Silver Hand, and how is the battle with them?" ”
Archibald said, "In accordance with your instructions, at first we were very restrained in our battles with the living, and they did the same with the Forsaken, but for some reason, in the second half of last night, the living suddenly became frantic and desperate against the Scourge and ...... We attacked. So ......"
Sylvanas replied to Archibald's words, "So you have been fighting on three sides until now?" ”
"Uh...... That's right! Archibald looked a little stunned.
Sylvanas was really a little speechless. Although she also knows that once the war enters a stalemate, it is not possible to separate if she wants to, but as a dignified marshal, Archibald is too "cute".
Hey, of all the Forsaken, the Holy Wing, the Sunwind is the most agile.
"Gather all the teams and hurry to Andorhar!" Sylvanas ordered.
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"Woo...... Your Excellency the Commander. Young master, he, young master, is gone! A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties knelt down on one knee in front of Alexandros Mograini and said silently.
The loss of the only son of his best old friend on an ordinary reconnaissance mission was enough to annoy Mograini. Now that the old bastard Alton was crying in front of him again, Mograini's heart was even more irritable.
"Stand up and speak, look at you, what a paladin looks like crying, Tirio Fortin's face is lost to you." Mograini cursed angrily.
Arton wiped a handful of tears and said, "When the master left, he told me that I must take care of the young master, but ...... But I actually lost the young master, the young master's life and death are unknown now, I am ashamed of the master's trust in me. With that, Alton cried even more violently.
"Holy light, who can shut up this damn weeping ghost!" Mograine lamented in his heart, and then said to a young paladin behind Arton, "Tell me what's going on, don't you let you focus on reconnaissance and try to make as little contact as possible with the enemy?" Why is this happening? ”
"Back to the Commander, when we entered the forest, we did detect that both the Forsaken and the Scourge were looking for an undead named 'Holy Wing Sunwind', and we were very curious about this, and we caught a lot of tongues and tortured them, but without exception, neither the Forsaken nor the Scourge Undead knew why."
"However, during one of the interrogations, we accidentally learned the whereabouts of the 'Holy Wing Sunwind', so Chief Tyran Fordin wanted to try if we could find the 'Holy Wing Sunwind' first, so that the initiative would be completely in our hands, and we could also find out what was special about the 'Holy Wing Sunwind' that could make the forsaken and the undead of the natural disaster so important."
"After that, we followed the clues provided by the 'Tongue' to approach the 'Holy Wing Sunwind' step by step, and at first it went well, but as we continued to penetrate the forest, we encountered more and more enemies, and became stronger and stronger, until finally in a three-way battle, our team was scattered, and then, Chief Tyran Fording disappeared."
"Grace......" Mograini pondered for a moment and said, "Disappeared? Maybe it's not that bad. ”
"Ethan Lien, can you sense which direction your students are in now?" Mograine turned to a well-dressed priest behind him.
Since learning that Tyran Fording has disappeared, Ethanlian has followed Mograine out of the Valley of the Hearth and embarked on a journey to find the disciples, but due to distance and magic limitations, Ethanlion has never had any clues.
It wasn't until everyone reached the depths of the western forest that Ethanlien finally sensed the pendant he had given to Tyran Fordin, but this was only a preliminary sense, and it was still far from confirming Tyran Fordin's location.
When Mograine was talking to Alton and other paladins, Ethan Lion had been looking for the faint sense, until Mograine couldn't hold his breath and asked Ethanlion about it, and Ethan Lion finally confirmed the location of Tyran Fortin.
"Over there, it's a long way, we have to hurry."
Mograine looked in the direction of Ethanlien's finger and said, "Gather the team, let's go to Andorhar." (To be continued.) )
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