The Blightcaller's goal of defeating the Crown Tower has been achieved, and although there was a bit of drama in between, the victory was still won. However, from a strategic point of view, this attack plan can be regarded as a complete failure, and the strategy against the Eastern Plague is definitely a super failure!

If the lich guarding the Crown watchtower dies here, then this operation will not reach the Scourge Higher-ups for a while, and even if he can be resurrected again, it will be at least a month away. But the problem is that the Lich not only did not die, but took advantage of the chaos caused by the Alliance's ambush of the Blightcaster, broke out of the siege and fled into Talon County in the south~ I believe that soon the Scourge higher-ups will get news from the Lich, and it is unknown what will happen next, where did the Blightburner come from The confidence to dare to attack the Crown Sentry Tower under the pressure of being surrounded by the Scourge, even if he knows now, it is meaningless, and the only thing to worry about is what the transport team will do?!

"Most of the materials belonging to the forsaken have already arrived, and they are now hoarded in the chapel, and they can all be in place and shipped within a week" At the top of the watchtower, Xie Feng looked at the dilapidated town that was faintly visible in the south, and opened his mouth with a calm face, breaking the dull situation.

The Blightburner was silent for a moment, then rolled his miserable white dead fish eyes and said in a hoarse, deep voice characteristic of the undead, "Tell me about your plan!" Stupid knight! ”

The corners of Xie Feng's mouth twitched, and finally he sighed helplessly, and pointed to Thrace next to him~: "You come and tell him!" ”

After saying that, he ignored this arrogant bastard and turned his head out of sight. Although he changed his words in time, he could guess what he was going to say with his toes~ Thrace panicked slightly when he heard the order, Xie Feng and Maxwell and the others did not tell him about the negotiation plan, but at this time he asked himself to convey it to the wither, but he immediately understood the meaning of Xie Feng's words: Xie Feng has decided to use his own plan, or his own ideas are exactly the same as the original plan!

When he realized this, Thrace was overjoyed, and after a slight pause, he organized his speech, and narrated the whole plan under the seeping gaze of the wither

"If it hadn't happened today, we would have been able to get the supplies here in one fell swoop by a natural disaster, and the chances of success would be at least 80%! But now, "at last, Thrace did not forget to tactfully despise the arrogance and impulsiveness of the wither.

As a student of Sylvanas and a witherer, Salas is still more authentic, and the tone and half-spoken words that questioned Xie Feng just now, Thrace can naturally hear it, and he will naturally not be polite to see him unhappy and goodbye, so he made sarcastic remarks on the spot.

"Humph!" The Blightburner rubbed the war bow in his hand with his thin, ** fingers, and stared at Thrace with an unusually gloomy face, and a thick murderous aura slowly emerged from him.

Xie Feng, who had been paying close attention to what the two were talking about, immediately took a diagonal step when he saw this, blocked in front of Thrace, and shared the pressure on the witherer.

Compared to Thracian and Xie Feng's strength of stepping into the seventh order with one foot, it was much easier to deal with it, but his face became even more ugly. Treating Thrace like this in front of him, the witherer didn't take himself seriously at all, and he was so deceitful! In a fit of rage, a hand was already on the hilt of the greatsword, and the next moment it could be drawn.

The witherer didn't care, not to mention that Xie Feng hadn't broken through yet, even if it was the seventh order, he wouldn't be in his eyes, as for the identity, he couldn't see it as an elf! Therefore, he ignored Xie Feng's reaction, and the murderous aura on his body became heavier, and he intensified his efforts to give these two blood knights a good look.

The pressure from the ninth-order powerhouse, Thrace, who was inferior in strength, couldn't bear it at all, and his face turned red in an instant, and he could only rely on his strong strength to support it. However, Xie Feng, as the main force, did not react at all, not only was he not affected, but his momentum became more and more vigorous.

It's true that the witherer is very strong, but it is only the strength of the ninth-order advanced level, and for Xie Feng, a bull fork figure who pulled teeth from Gazrila's mouth, fought with Yakorok, received training from Sarufar, and even pushed a blue dragon himself, that pressure was definitely commonplace. On the contrary, because of the attitude of the wither, the anger in his heart was intense, and the violent mood swings even brought the holy light energy in his body to condense around

The main reason why Xie Feng chose to come to the East Plague was to solve his explosive and irritable emotional flaws, and the task of the transportation line was secondary, but now he was once again aroused by the withered one before he saw Old Fuding. It was a straight character, what strategic plan was the anger with, and Xie Feng left the overall situation behind, and at the moment when the anger rose to the peak, the Sindolei giant sword in his hand was directly unsheathed and slashed at the wither!

The regular flow of holy light energy on the giant sword made this straight slash more powerful, but the holy light energy brought up just now because of the mood fluctuations quickly condensed behind Xie Feng, forming a pair of transparent light wings composed of pure energy bodies

When Xie Feng's mood suddenly changed, the witherer already felt that something was wrong, but with his arrogant personality, how could he stop there? In the end, Xie Feng angrily drew his sword to attack, he was already difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to take out the pair of battle blades crossed and cross upwards to meet him, and made up his mind to teach Xie Feng a lesson

Qiang ~ Qiang ~ Qiang ~ Qiang ~ Qiang ~ Qiang ~ Qiang ~ Qiang ~ Six slight crisp sounds in a row, the withered body's thin body flew backwards like a cannonball, and smashed the female wall at the top of the watchtower, and the rubble flew out one after another~ while Xie Feng bounced upwards at a faster speed, and it took a while to fly and fall on the floor on the other side.

Sixth-order vs. ninth-order? Draw? Thrace, who was watching the battle from the sidelines and failed to intervene, looked at the maddening picture in front of him in a daze, and was stunned for a long time before running over to help Xie Feng, who was vomiting blood, up. The withered man on the opposite side did not vomit blood (blood is also coagulated and cannot be spit out), but the momentum on his body fluctuated from strength to strength, and it was obvious that he was not lightly injured.

seems to be a tie, but in fact, both of them are bitter and self-aware. As a knight, Xie Feng's strength is inherently stronger than that of a ranger, and at the last moment, not only did he have the strength of the revenge rage to increase by two percent, but also because of the high concentration of spirit and spirit, he broke through the shackles of the sixth order in one fell swoop and successfully advanced to the seventh order, and those few slashes also used his own housekeeping skills to crusade strikes, one blow three styles, three swords in a row, it is strange that the withered can stand it!

In addition, the witherer had just escaped from the assassination at this time, and he had eaten four killing feasts, and the energy left in his body by the thief had not completely dissipated, and the tragedy was naturally inevitable~ After a short confrontation, the witherer knew Xie Feng's character, temper and strength, and Xie Feng vented his anger, and after getting up, the two of them no longer had the ** to do it again, and tacitly put away their weapons. Xie Feng was in a good mood because he had finally broken through the seventh order and taught the witherer a lesson, but looking at the witherer, he looked at the two knuckle-sized gaps on his beloved blade in distress, and wanted to cry without tears

Returned to a relatively complete room on the second floor and sat down, staring at each other for a long time, and finally it was Xie Feng, who had a thicker skin, that broke the deadlock.

"What you want!" He took out a file from his arms, squinted his eyes and threw it to the wither, pouting, "Why didn't you think of using dedication just now?" ”

The witherer is speechless, and the dedication can still be burned into the arms? You should be a sacrifice of demon hunters? Then he took a look at the special mark of the Silver Moon Ranger Force on the cover, and carefully put it away after confirming that it was correct, then he slowed down his face and said: "The natural disaster west of the Crown Sentry Tower will be handled by me, you only need to transport the supplies across that mountain road!" ”

"Why?" Xie Feng frowned and asked, "Now that you have been startled, the natural disasters around the sentry tower have been alarmed, where do you get your confidence?" ”

"You don't need to pay attention to this, I'll take care of it myself!" The Blighter left no stone unturned refusal, chasing, "You just need to bring the supplies over!" ”

Xie Feng was angry and sneered: "It's easy to say, the natural disasters west of the watchtower are only Mushroom Valley and Dalong County, you can naturally deal with it reluctantly, but we need to deal with the threat from Blackwood Lake, Cowlin Road Junction and Stratholme, who dares to guarantee that the lich will not spread the news?" ”

"So what do you want? I personally bring someone to escort it? If I can go directly to the Undead Barrier and ask for it, what reason is there to go to you? The Blightburner asked in a cold voice.

Xie Feng sneered and said nothing, where can the undead fortress be transported, would you still be so active in fighting the crown watchtower? Is the mighty Blightcaller the kind of being that snorts? The mess you caused yourself, and although Matthias intervened, you can't let the blood elves clean up the mess, right?

"My army can't get through it at all now!" After a moment of silence and seeing that Xie Feng was unmoved, the withered one finally showed weakness helplessly.

According to his character, it is already very rare to be able to say this sentence, and at the same time, it is also possible to foresee the predicament of the withering legion at this time, Xie Feng was originally just a little persecuted, and did not report much hope, and at this time, when the goal is achieved, he will accept it when he sees it, put away his laughing look, officially start to discuss, and say his plan in one go~" You also know the route, and the only natural disaster strongholds that need to be concerned about are the two places of Kaulin intersection and Blackwood Lake, of which a large number of abomination banshees, necromancers, and The Cultists of the Damned and other stalwarts and high-level units of the Scourge Legion, and can replenish low-level cannon fodder from the Plague Scars at any time, the most dangerous! ”

"In the next few days, there will be some reinforcements from the Morning Striker Archer and the Blood Knights in Silvermoon City, plus the arrival of adventurers, I can let the troops of the Northland Guard Tower suppress the undead in Blackwood Lake~"

"Silver Dawn needs to clear the undead in the North Valley, and reserve a large number of elite troops to guard against the actions of Stratholme and Naxxramas's natural disaster base camp, and the troops are already stretched and have no time to take care of anything else, so the escort task is mainly carried out by the blood knights under my command, and the troops are worried, and they can't pass the Cowlin natural disaster at all~"

After a pause, seeing the withered person whose face was getting heavier and heavier, judging that the fire was almost over, Xie Feng said his final purpose: "I need the help of the forsaken to deal with the natural disaster at the Kaolin intersection, I don't need too much, only a few elites!" ”

"Decapitation?" The witherer glanced at Xie Feng with a little disdain, but thinking about it, it was wrong, he was also a famous elf general, so he shouldn't be so brainless.

"Wrong! What I want to do is borrow a knife and kill someone! Xie Feng's face was pale, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a cold voice.

"Borrowed a knife?" The white pupils in the eyes of the withered dead fish shrank slightly, and then grinned and spewed out a mouthful of rancid gas, and said with a hoarse smile: "Those lunatics of the Hand of Tyr? Tell us about the specific plan and what the forsaken need to do!? Disguised as a scourge to attack the hand of Tyr? ”

The witherer, who was supposed to be the initiator of this plan, was confused, and Thrace, who was next to him, heard Xie Feng's words, and guessed his plan in an instant, and couldn't help blurting out: "The messenger in red? ”

"Not bad!" Xie Feng nodded slightly and sneered: "The Forsaken warriors disguised themselves as natural disasters to kill them, and then forged a reply letter from the Great Crusader Lord Dassault Khan, and asked Wademar, Abidis and others to lead troops to attack the Kaulin intersection!" ”

"Is this okay? Will the Scarlet Crusaders believe? A look of unbearability flashed across Thrace's face, and finally he gritted his teeth and asked.

Once it is true that as Xie Feng said, the Scarlet Crusader of Tyr's hand will definitely be a situation of heavy casualties, and even if it succeeds in defeating the Kaolin intersection in the end, it will be a situation of bloodshed. Thrace felt a little uncomfortable with this vicious plan, but when he thought of his comrades who died in battle, he still hardened his heart, and originally wanted to persuade him, but changed it to worry about whether the content of the forged letterhead would succeed~ "We really can't do anything about this kind of thing, but if you give it to the forsaken, there should be no problem!" Xie Feng looked at the withered man sitting in front of him with a smile and said, "The person who knows a person best is not his friend, but his enemy, and the same is true of an organization!" ”

Xie Feng is not worried at all at this point, the witherer is a guy with a 'criminal record', it is only appropriate to hand it over to him, and it will never go wrong~ "Forged the Crusader's letterhead? I'm at least at the Grandmaster level! "Maybe it's because it can make an old opponent make a big mistake, and the witherer is a rare joke, and he responds very confidently.

The specific plan has been largely finalized, and other side matters cannot catch up with the changes in the situation even if they are carefully negotiated.

Although the relationship between the Scarlet Crusaders and the Blightburners had improved due to calculations, the two did not have any friendship, let alone common topics, and the Blood Knights set off here that evening to return to the Chapel of Light's Wish, but they were accompanied by more than twenty elite Forsaken thieves, who disappeared after the traces of the plague

In the middle of the night, Xie Feng and the other thirty-one blood knights returned to the chapel safe and sound. After arranging for others to rest, Xie Feng took Thrace straight to Maxwell's office.

According to his understanding, Tairossos should not have rested yet. One of the founders of the Silver Dawn is almost unfamous, his strength is not satisfactory, and his qualifications can only be regarded as mid-to-high, but he is respected from the bottom of his heart by all the Silver Dawn warriors who fought in the Eastern and Western Plague Lands!

He didn't have any know-how, and although he rarely participated in battles in person, he relied on his excellent strategic vision, connections, and logistical skills to single-handedly develop the weak Silver Dawn in the Eastern Plague Jedi to such a huge situation, and did not let the Scarlet Crusaders occupy the Holy Hall, the Holy Land of the Silver Hand, in the most difficult moments! If it is the old Ferding who brought the Silver Dawn to glory, then the hero behind the scenes who laid its foundation is undoubtedly the little-known Baron Tyrosus~ No accident, the slightly dilapidated cottage in the corner still exudes the dim glow of the inferior oil lamp, showing that the owner is still there with his hair pulling and worrying about all kinds of problems.

In the past, Silver Dawn was in short supply, and magic crystals and materials would not be used extravagantly for lighting, even if they were a little small, but now with Silvermoon City, habits are sometimes not so easy to break. But what made Xie Feng strange was that a group of paladins would worry about the light and illumination? Will it?

The two knocked on the door and walked in, and Maxwell was hunched on the table torn over a report that he didn't know had come from. Seeing that he seemed to be able to unravel his brow, Xie Feng actually felt a little embarrassed that he was about to bring him new troubles, although this was just a secretly calculated and outright lie, and he didn't need to worry about it at all

The two are already very familiar with each other, because they have always been happy to cooperate and have a good relationship, seeing Xie Feng coming in, Maxwell didn't do much politely, waved his hand to signal the two to sit down, and then put down the documents in his hand and asked with a smile: "How is the wither?" It is said that the roasted plague bats made by the Forsaken are quite good~"

"Uh, the witherer is not a cook~" Xie Feng smiled bitterly, but after such a mess, the little guilt he felt when he wanted to cause trouble for Maxwell disappeared, ignoring his darkening face, Xie Feng gloated, and shook out the natural disaster in detail with an extremely heavy tone and countenance~ After talking for about an hour, Xie Feng took Thrace out of the office and returned to the bedroom assigned to him to rest. He didn't know if Maxwell would be so worried that he couldn't sleep all night, but anyway, it was just a matter of a few days, as long as there was a move on the hand of Tyr, the matter would be solved~ For the next few days, Xie Feng stayed in the chapel and waited for the news from the withers or the Scarlet Crusaders, while ordering all the supplies that were transported to Mares's farm to be hoarded in the chapel, and as for the escort task of the transport team, it was handed over to the newly promoted Thrace, who had the right to be trained.

The Forsaken warrior Ledney, who had been waiting for the silver dawn on the eighth night, suddenly came to visit late at night, called a small package to Xie Feng, and left in a hurry.

Inside, a fragment of shattered blood-colored Crusader armor begins!

(To be continued)