On the opposite side of the lake there was a knoll, and behind the knoll there was a clearing, enclosed by a log wall, and inside it was densely packed with wooden barracks, and here was Camp No. 3.

Due to the high cold, the Syndicate Army usually only comes here in the summer, but this time, for some reason, the high-level leaders actually chose the meeting place here. Due to the difficulty of the mountain road, there is not much grain stored here, and it cannot last for half a month when it is full, and in order to save rations, the army has already restricted food.

Naturally, they couldn't go out to exercise without enough food, and when the heavy snow covered the mountain, there was a dead silence in the camp, and most of the people slept in the barracks, except for two people, who were sentry at the door. The two unfortunate ones were now nestled on top of a small hill, each wrapped his stuffy head in a white bear fur, and he couldn't see it from a distance.

However, unless they are wrapped in dragon skin, they can't stop the knife-like cold wind at all, and what can bring them a trace of warmth is only to complain about each other's body temperature.

The camp is backed by the main peak of the Alterac Mountains, Ott Peak, and is blocked by a small hill with a clear height of several tens of meters in front. There are no people around here, and when they want to come, they still have to sentry dry hair?!

"Stewart, I don't want to do it." One of the sentries crouched on the ground, his eyes staring straight into the distance, and muttered. "In the past ten years, I have also saved some money, enough to go home and buy land to marry a wife."

The two of them came from a village, and they have experienced countless lives and deaths together, so they have nothing to talk about. Hearing this, Stewart also sighed, "We used to be so moisturized, I really don't understand, why do you have to provoke that little broken village, this is good, it will cause big trouble." ”

For them bastards, the lords of the Arathi Basin? That's a legendary existence! How could they possibly fight it? The leader of his own family has died a great death......

"Arthur, you are still a shrewd kid who knows how to save money, and I have ruined it all...... I can't regret it! "Stewart's unspeakable remorse, but if he had to do it all over again, there is no doubt that he would still be ruined......

Arthur shook his head, "Now that money is no longer important, it is important to save your life, I heard from my brother that the army of the Arathi Basin has come!" ”

Stewart shuddered, and his gaze began to drift into the distance.

"If you run away now, you will definitely be caught and killed by the mountain people." Arthur said.

Before he knew it, Stewart had already looked straight, and he shook his head and exclaimed, "I'm not looking at the escape route, there...... Someone seems to be coming! ”

"How is it possible, when is this all over." Arthur's face was full of disbelief, but when he also looked at the lake, his eyes suddenly straightened. I saw a small black dot on the frozen lake in the heavy snow, which was moving this way.

Under the knoll, Sauron patted Vielan's shoulder and motioned for him to be lowered. I don't know what kind of treatment Vielan used, but he recovered surprisingly quickly, and now he can barely walk.

Vieland was a very silent man, and when he heard that he crouched down slightly, Sauron's feet fell to the snow.

"Follow me later, don't say anything, you will do whatever I want you to do." Sauron admonished him and began to move forward.

After going around a section to the right, a narrow gap appeared in the hill, and a hidden passage appeared in front of you, through which you could enter the camp directly.

Sauron glanced up, and there were two people poking their heads at the top of the twenty-meter-high passage, pushing down a puddle of snow.

"Sauron, why did you come back? Who are you following? ”

Both of them knew Sauron, and the one who shouted was Arthur, and the other man who was more silent was Stewart. Sauron did not respond to their questioning at all, bowed his head gloomily, and began to walk inward along the passage, Vieland following closely.

As Arthur climbed forward along the top of the cliff, he shouted, "Ask you! If I don't answer, I'm going to shoot my bow and arrows!" ”

The snow above chased Sauron down, but Sauron still ignored it and walked in step by step.

Arthur was really angry at this point, and he turned around and gave Stewart a vicious look. Stewart hurriedly threw the bloated white bear skin, untied his bow, mounted the arrow, and aimed at Sauron's thin back.

Crunch squeak!

The bow was damp and frozen, and it was already a little astringent, and the sound of the strings opening was harsh, and Sauron finally stopped.

"Get them here." Sauron said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Vielan's figure was gone, and Stewart was startled, and the bowstring "boarded" back into place, and the detached arrow swayed and floated down.

"What about people?" The two looked at each other in shock.

The next moment, the two of them felt their hearts tighten, and then the world swirled, and when they could see the scenery clearly, they were already standing at the bottom of the valley, facing Sauron's back.

The two looked back and saw a big man more than two meters standing behind, grabbing the back of the heart with one hand, looking at them indifferently.

"Follow me, or die." Sauron's voice came from ahead, and the two of them turned their heads in shock, and Sauron had turned to face them, a wicked smile on his lips.

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In the deepest part of the camp, at the foot of the Ott Peak, next to the mountain wall, there is a separate wooden house, which is the residence of the great chieftain Fakurest.

Even though it was daylight, there was a butter lamp in the room, and Facurrest and his two deputies were sitting around the table discussing something. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the knock on the door was mixed with a howling cold wind, which seemed to bring the cold into the house, making the three of them shiver at the same time.

"Who?!" Facurrest asked, his tone full of displeasure.

Albert and Safi shook their heads at each other, this is not a good sign, now the morale of the army is unstable, and these people under him have even forgotten the rules, and in the long run, there will inevitably be deserters. It seems that the meeting will have to convene a meeting to stabilize the morale of the army.

As for how to be stable, in their minds, this is not a problem.

But then, there was an even more unruly scene, only to hear a loud "boom", the door of the house was kicked and shattered from the outside, and the sawdust mixed with the wind and snow mixed into a shock wave, which hit the conference table. This sudden change made it happen, and the three of them didn't have time to react, and they were rushed all the way to the corner.

"Bastard!" Facurrest thundered, lifted the rotten wooden table that was pressing on him, and roared out the door.

But as soon as he arrived at the door, his figure must have been in shape, and he retreated step by step. As soon as the door was dark, a man almost as tall as the door stood up to him and walked in step by step, his body exuding black gas, and his eyes were colder than the cold wind.

Seeing this man, Safi's brow furrowed, and Albert simply took advantage of the confusion to retreat to the corner and leaned against the door of the inner room. This man gave them a sense of crisis so much that they couldn't think of resisting at all.

"Who the hell are you?!" Facurrest hissed, his tone mixed with exasperation and panic. In the face of this big man, he actually had a feeling that he couldn't look at it directly, as if a bug was facing a mammoth.

"Great Chief, don't you know me?" An indifferent voice came, and a man flashed behind the big man.

Seeing this man, the three leaders in the house looked at each other, and this person was Albert's aide-de-camp, Sauron.

"Huh...... My dear Sauron, you're back, and everyone is worried about you. Albert laughed, he could already see that something was wrong, and tried his best to put on a friendly face.

Sauron shook his head expressionlessly, "Chief Albert, our friendship will be discussed later, let me deal with the big boss first." (To be continued.) )