I have to say that Sylvanas is not only a top hero and powerhouse, but also a successful politician, and just a few words will detonate the fighting spirit of all the undead present.

With this momentum, Sylvanas and the undead set out to discuss how to succeed in capturing Lordaeron.

Actually, before Sylvanas and I arrived, the undead had already started to discuss it, but they weren't very motivated at that time, and they didn't come up with a reason for hours.

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"Lady Sylvanas, I think we should also add a heart-to-heart battle to the tone of the attack, after all, not all the undead in Lordaeron are willing to obey the Dreadlord, many of them are forced to attack us because of the Dreadlord." Said a walking corpse named Faranire.

I'm familiar with this name, it seems to be a great pharmacist called the Royal Apothecary Society, a figure who is quite a bull. However, at this time, he didn't have a bullish pen at all, but was a little funny.

He was wearing a sleeveless robe, his arms were completely exposed, except for some hardened carrion on his shoulders, the rest of his arms were full of white bones, and he didn't know how he was willing to throw away the "baby bumps" on his body.

As for his appearance, he is even more funny, he has no chin, a tongue hangs under the placket, and the flesh in front of his neck has gone, exposing all his trachea and larynx, just like this, hey, don't say it, people are talking and slipping.

Sylvanas' eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by that?" How can it play a role in attacking the heart? ”

"We can send a few teams of men to infiltrate Lordaeron and spread rumors through the streets, and when the time comes, the Dreadlord will inevitably weaken his control over them, after all, the Dreadlord is not as able to control the undead from the depths of his soul as the Lich King, and in a large-scale war, they cannot have one-on-one absolute control over the undead." ”

"At that time, there will be a large number of undead who will turn against the evil Dreadlord."

Sylvanas mused, "Not only that, but we can also call out their ego in wartime, very well, Faraniel, without further ado, you organize people to infiltrate Lundane now, remember, to find some new faces, preferably undead that the demons have not seen." ”

"Lady Sylvanas, it's better to leave it to me to sneak in, after all, I've been doing this from life to death." Faraniel hasn't gotten up yet, and a man named Alerric? Hawkskin's undead stood up.

This is an undead with a dagger on his waist and forever hiding himself in a dark corner.

Sylvanas just glanced at him, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, "That's right, Faranir is really not suitable for this, and this is up to you." ”

Allerik? Hawkskin took the order, and then quietly walked out of the hall.

As the meeting continued, Putres said: "Actually, we should still use some poisons, and recently I am working on a poison that can be effective on both the living and the dead, and after the war begins, the use of poison may work wonders for the undead who can't 'wake up' at all." ”

"No, poison is sharp, but if used badly, it can cause significant human losses, especially the undead of Lordaeron, who is about to become one of us," said Faraniel. ”

Sylvanas hesitated for a moment before quickly deciding, "Faraniel has a point, it's true that we don't have the right to use poison in this battle, but when we deal with the undead who are absolutely loyal to the Lich King, poison is still very promising in the future." ”

Putress nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, there will be no poison in this battle." ”

"Report, can I say a word?"

As soon as Putress finished speaking, a walking corpse sitting across from me raised his arm and asked weakly.

I looked curiously at this walking corpse who was not very old but had a black blindfold on his right eye, and for a moment I couldn't understand whether he was in class or in a meeting, why was he so student-like.

Sylvanas was amused by the kid, and she smiled, "Yes, you can ask any questions." ”

"Hi everyone, my name is Martin? Fairburn, a trainee doctor, felt that before the operation, we needed to do a major examination of all the undead, remove some inconsequential but affect the carrion, and correct some misplaced bones, so that we could be more combative. ”

Martin? Seeing that everyone was at a loss, Fairburn pointed at me and said, "Just like him!" ”

I? What's wrong with me? I was confused by this kid and asked, "Is there anything wrong with me?" ”

Martin? Fairburn said: "Let's not say that you are missing two arms, just say that you have carrion on your body, you look at you, there is not a piece of flesh in your body that is not rotten, maggots are crawling all over your body, these carrion and maggots will consume a lot of your dead air." ”

"As we all know, the undead can pull a pitiful amount of dead qi from the death plane, coupled with the problem of absorption rate, most of the dead qi is emitted from the body, and more importantly, every undead has a saturation of absorbing dead qi, and it can absorb dead qi for a little time every day."

"If you remove the useless carrion from your body, you will definitely get more dead energy in a limited time, and in the long run, you can become a good farmer even without arms."

I'm a dog, this kid has been talking for so long, it turns out that he thinks that my highest achievement is a farmer, which is really unbearable.

"You're the farmer, your whole family is a farmer." I cursed.

"Huh?" Martin? Fairburn was stunned and asked curiously, "How do you know that I used to work as a farmer, and that my parents, brothers and sisters are farmers?" ”

...... "I'm completely defeated by this kid's naivety, tell me that you look like a student, and you dare to pretend to be a pirate with a black eye patch, and your head is hairless, and the guy with sores on your forehead dares to be so "naïve and romantic" to point fingers at me.

This me off, and I just turned my head away from him.

Sylvanas rounded up and said, "Doctor Fairburn, you don't have to worry about him, he's just a child's temper. However, you can do as you say and do a big check on all the undead, and you can give them some 'rest' if they want to. ”

At this point in the meeting, the conversation was basically over, except that none of the undead had left the room, because they were waiting for a reinforcement, a reinforcement that Sylvanas had promised.

After chatting about business, everyone relaxed, and you and I pulled up the salted eggs one by one.

Time flew by, an hour passed in a hurry, and midnight was about to pass, when a banshee entered the hall and said clearly and loudly.

"General, a thousand fishmen and six hundred and fifty-six gnolls have all arrived, please instruct."

I turned my head to see that it was Octavier.

Sylvanas stood up, his face agitated, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Tell the fishmen and gnolls to rest on the spot, and in four hours, the general assault will begin." ”

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Plus more put in the evening.