Except for the difference between the Forsaken and the Scourge Undead in terms of freedom, there is not much difference in the rest of the place, especially the low-level undead and cannon fodder-level undead, and no one can tell who is who until there is no unified standard armor.

After all, the Forsaken are too poor to equip an entire army with the little equipment they "inherited" from the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

"Your little lover looks like she's coming." Just as I was a little frustrated and unable to charge for Sylvanas, Frederick suddenly said.

I looked to my left, and sure enough, I saw Bridget riding a skeletal horse galloping towards me, and it was really difficult for her, but while everyone was charging forward, she was moving diagonally upwards, which was not easy, and it would not have been possible to complete it without superb riding skills.

"Let me first declare that she is not my little lover, and I don't know her well at all." I said stiffly.

Frederick scoffed at my words, "Liar, didn't you look at the way she looked at you?" It's almost out of the water, if you want to say that you two are not adulterous or in love, I don't believe it. With that, Frederick poured another pum of salt on my wound, "Oh, I know why you're obsessed with that thing of yours, so you want to ...... with her It's just, can the walking dead really get hard? ”

Nima, as expected, is a hero and strong man who has been on the battlefield for a long time and has come back from the dead, and he is still in the mood to make fun of me at this time, and his heart is really big enough.

While Frederick and I were chatting, Bridget finally broke out of the Horde's camp, because she couldn't move directly laterally, so Bridget was almost in the center of the battlefield at this time, but after she turned her horse's head, she quickly distanced herself from the Scourge behind her.

Looking at Bridget getting closer and closer, I really have a big head, if this is thrown into my arms, whether I will hold it or not.

Okay, I'll admit that I thought too much, Bridget galloped all the way to me, without any meaning of childlike affection, and after throwing me a glass bottle, he said in a hurry: "This is a scent potion researched by the Royal Alchemist Guild, and it can effectively distinguish between the forsaken and the undead of the natural calamity, you hurry up and apply it to your people, Sister Sylvanas asks you to enter the battlefield as quickly as possible." ”

Sister Sylvanas? , when did the two of them become so close, and they were actually called sisters, I really don't know what has happened in the past month or so.

But now is not the time to dwell on this, since Sylvanas has an order, I must hurry up and do it, otherwise it will be troublesome to settle accounts later, quickly apply some of the potion to me and Frederick, and then distribute it to the next person, and soon more than a hundred types of ghosts and undead will all give off a strange smell.

"Now don't be afraid of accidental injury, let's rush too!" I shouted with some excitement.

"Wait!" Frederick said suddenly: "You know the sunwind, I can ride the same horse with you when I am on the road, but now I am about to fight, and if I ride the same horse with you, I will definitely not be able to exert half of my combat strength." ”

"It's okay, I'll just switch to another ghost warhorse." Heroes are strong, once the fight starts, it's really in the way for someone to sit behind me, and with Frederick in front of me, I can't show it, right? Understandable, understandable.

I couldn't affect Frederick's play, but it didn't mean that I couldn't affect the rest of the people, and soon I found a scapegoat and said loudly: "You, yes, it's you, you go to share a horse with others, and your war horse was requisitioned by me." ”

It's just that the ghost-like undead who I pointed out said hesitantly: "That...... That Sunwind Lord, my ghost horse can only bear me...... My body, strength is not at the hero level, it can't carry you. ”

“……”

Is this the rhythm of the charge on foot? Although I don't mind charging on foot, how can I keep up with the footsteps of Frederick's group, once I am separated by Frederick, then how can I bring more than a hundred types of ghosts and undead into the bloodthirsty range, it is difficult to let me enter bloodthirsty alone, this is too wasteful.

"When I get to the battlefield, will I come down again? You know I'm going to cast Bloodthirsty in a moment. I said to Frederick.

"No way!" Frederick resolutely refused: "Putting you off the horse will definitely affect my speed, and once the cavalry loses speed, what difference does it make with the infantry." ”

"Rifeng, why don't we ride together." Bridget said suddenly.

Without waiting for me to speak, Frederick immediately continued: "Okay, that's it, the skeleton war horse is not as limited as the ghost war horse, you can ride with this beautiful lady in the sun." ”

"The ......"

"There's nothing like that, don't you see the fight in front, and we can't tell anything about the ink."

"I ......"

"This lady, the sun breeze will be handed over to you."

After interrupting me a second time, Frederick simply lifted the back of my neck and threw it in front of Bridget, who caught me as if he had already consulted with Frederick, and placed me firmly in front of her.

A pair of saddles, two buttocks, should it be so tight, and it is still this position of man and woman, I can feel Bridget's round and strong thighs and plump and straight twin peaks, well, this is just a reverie in my heart, with armor to cover it, I can only feel Bridget's graceful body.

"Rifeng, what's wrong with your stomach?" As soon as I sat down, Bridget's arms were wrapped around my waist, and Bridget's almost skeletal frame really startled Bridget, and her voice was crying.

I can't explain too much, I don't want to explain so much, now I get angry when I mention this stubble, the carrion that has been carrion that has been carried for and protected by thousands of people has been knocked out, and even the little brother is nowhere to be found, so I really can't mention it.

"Charge!" Ignoring Bridget, I let out a loud roar and unveiled the first battle for the return of ghost-like spirits to the world.

Only two or three minutes had passed between Bridget's rush out of the Horde camp and my charge, and by this time, the Horde's cavalry had already rushed into the enemy's formation, tearing a gap in the enemy's defenses like sharp blades, but on the contrary, the abomination of the Scourge Legion also rushed into our army, and the huge power brought by the huge body was like a bulldozer raging in our army.

The war was heated up in an instant, and my heart couldn't help but get hot. At this moment, I urgently need to release the craze that has accumulated deep inside.

However, Bridget's words in my ear almost made me fall off my horse.

"Rifeng, I miss you." (To be continued.) )