Dunhold Castle was once synonymous with prosperity and bustle in the Hillbride hills. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was used to house orcs captured by Azeroth during World War II (the Second Great War of the Alliance Tribes). It is also the place where Thrall, the king of the clan, grew up.

Today, the crumbling walls, the watchtowers scattered on the ground, and the stones of the castle are no longer visible in the glory of those days.

Between the ruins, a small number of syndicate thieves patrolled, and a large number of tents stood next to the ruins.

Unlike Old Nord's men, the Syndicate thieves here are the elite troops of the Syndicate, and they are the main force used to fight against Ravenhold Manor!

These members are mainly composed of the descendants of the old Alterac nobility and professional thieves.

Speaking of which, we have to introduce why the Alterac nobles became a degenerate thief organization.

During the Second World War, the Horde attempted to recruit some of the Alliance's nobles to assist them in their battle, and the nobles of the weak-willed Alterac Mountains readily agreed to the offer, promising to help them overthrow the Alliance's leadership and take Lordaeron. At the same time as the Horde was defeated, the punishment for these traitors followed: permanent exile.

The exiled nobles were dismayed to find that the few remaining orc tribes in Lordaeron did not want anything to do with them and refused to provide them with refuge, so they had to survive by stealing.

Soon they came together to form a more powerful organization and named the Syndicate.

An arrogant and irritable organization loosely led by Lord Aiden Pernord (the leader of the syndicate), a group of troublesome crappy thieves who steal towns and villages for a living, constantly shifting locations.

During their journey, quite a few other gangsters joined the group.

These professional bandits preferred to act in a group of thieves rather than go it alone, so although some of them hated the arrogant aristocratic leaders of the Syndicate, they stayed with the group.

But that's old history.

With the guidance of professional thieves, the sons of the Alterac nobles have enough power.

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Under the cover of the night and the guidance of Old Nord, Li Anran quietly killed the secret sentry and touched the walls of the 'Syndicate Castle'.

"That's enough for now!" Li Anran stopped and took out a bag of coins and handed it to Old Nord, and whispered to him, "Now, I need you to go back and spread rumors in Nanhai Town that that terrible ranger is in Dunhold Castle. ”

Old Nord hurriedly refused, "No! No! No! Master! Poor old Nord has absolutely no intention of betraying you! ”

Li Anran stuffed the money bag into Old Nord's arms and said viciously, "This is what I mean!" Do you understand! Go for a walk, and it's better to have the Horde's troops follow here! ”

Old Nord grabbed the money bag with trembling hands and ran out hunched.

Seeing the figure of Old Nord disappear in the night, Li Anran threw some of the Forsaken weapons and broken bones he had collected on the ground.

He didn't need Aiden Pernord to really think that the Forsaken had attacked the syndicate, all he needed was to make Aiden Pernord suspicious, suspect that someone was eyeing him among the two major forces!

It also sends a message to the Forsaken that the Ranger who killed their unit is in Dunhold Castle.

After that, Li Anran used his big sword to dig a hole in the city wall and put in a large jar of dark demon blood!

This time it's not the blood of a small character like the Sinking Demon, but the blood of the blood crow!

Is there anything more useful than using the blood of the dead to awaken the dry bones of the dead?

"When the light of dawn shines on Dunhold Castle the next day, the spirits of the dead who have fallen asleep in the ground will be resurrected, and everything that stands in your way will be your place except me."

A vicious curse came out of Li Anran's mouth, and a cold wind descended vertically from the sky, faintly with the wails of men and women.

This is the revival of the Necromancer's ability in Diablo, and this is the first time he's used this spell since unlocking the Diablo All class.

The cold wind disturbed the sleeping syndicate thieves, and Li Anran took advantage of the brief commotion to escape from Dunhold Castle.

"Who! Who's there! ”

The syndicate thieves, who felt the movement, rushed out of the camp like bees that had exploded their nests, and dispersed in all directions with great speed.

About a few minutes later, they returned, and they also brought the secret sentinels that Li Anran had killed.

The corpses are neatly lined up among the ruins of Dunhold Castle, giving people a shocking feeling.

A man with a sledgehammer came out of the tent, and this man with the appearance of a paladin was the famous Aiden Pernord.

He looked angrily at the dead thieves, then at the men gathered around him, and shouted, "Ever since we Alterac nobles founded the Syndicate, no one has dared to slaughter our heirs like this!" It's a shame, a shame on the existence of our syndicate!

Whether he's an Alliance, or a Horde!

You have to give us an explanation, blood debt and blood payment! ”

"Blood debt and blood payment!" The syndicate thieves cheered with their weapons held aloft.

After saying all this, Aiden Pernord returned to the tent.

His face was gloomy and terrifying, and he did not believe that the Alliance and the Horde would rashly attack the Syndicate.

Recently, they have been fighting hotly, but Aiden Pernord has given an order, and no one dares to get involved!

As for who will do it, Aiden Pernord also has no clear goal.

Some of the syndicate thieves who died were killed by magic, some had their throats cut, and ironically, some died of poison!

He was about to wonder if Ravenhold Manor had attacked his lair.

Especially the vertical wind that appeared out of thin air!

It was definitely a terrifying magical effect, after all, there is no vertical wind in nature.

"Whoever it is, I'll make you pay!" Aiden Pernord said quietly but firmly.

Old Nord, who ran out early, found the horses lost in the grove.

Ignoring the corpses all over the ground, Old Nord took off his gorgeous coat and hid it, put on a fisherman's suit, and quickly ran towards Nanhai Town!

When the sky was dark, he finally arrived at Nanhai Town!

"The Legendary Ranger is at Dunhold Castle! He's going to rob Lieutenant Blackmore and Thrall of the wealth they left behind! ”

Old Nord shouted!

After shouting these words, old Nord, who had already consumed his physical strength, fell off his horse and fainted.

The guards, who were patrolling the city wall, hurriedly ran down from the city wall and opened the city gate.

"It's Old Nord!" One of the guards said, then put his finger under Old Nord's nose, "Still angry, not dead!" ”

"Wait!" The other guard used his sword to pull away from Old Nord's waist, and a tiny arrow was nailed there! "It's a syndicate thief's standard crossbow!"

He inserted his sword back, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and took out the arrow directly with the dagger!

Then, cautiously, he took out a metal bottle, poured a little wine everywhere, poured it over the wound, and took out a roll of bandages, which he wrapped around Old Nord's waist.

"That's it! Old Nord should be fine now! He said after retrieving all his belongings.

The first guards looked at him with a strange look.

"What's wrong? I had a good relationship with the priest of the temple and learned a hand from him. ”

"No, nothing! I just think the captain is so handsome today! ”

The captain looked at his subordinates and couldn't help but shudder.

"Don't say those disgusting words, send Old Nord to the City Lord's Mansion quickly!" The captain scolded.

So the two moved Old Nord to the City Lord's Mansion.

On the tribal side! The ghoul, sniffing the smell of rotting earth, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Dunhold Castle.

The ghoul snapped his jaw, then turned to look at High Archon Dasalia, his shining flame eyes narrowed, and High Archon Dasalia whispered, "Dunhold Castle, Aiden Pernord!" ”

The chess pieces have been arranged, and all that should be done is to watch the show!

……

As soon as the sky was fully bright, Aiden Pernord, who had not slept all night, walked out of the tent with red eyes.

The bodies laid out in the tent have been removed.

The members of the Syndicate, who had been busy yesterday (robbing and stealing), came back with batches of treasure in tow.

But there was no cheering in the camp as before, only a terrible silence.

You can't even hear the chirping of birds.

The returning syndicate thieves chanted their friends' names, some walked out, others never came out.

The thieves, who had gone out to 'work' and returned, thought of something, their eyes were red, and they walked towards the syndicate's cemetery.

Rows of new tombs were added there.

"What's going on!" They asked, grabbing some of the thieves who had stayed behind.

Get a unified answer.

"Yesterday a troop attacked the camp and departed after killing all our outposts! Leave only the remains of the Forsaken in one place. ”

When they heard this, some of the thieves wept bitterly, some of the thieves sat down on the ground, and some of the thieves left the place without saying a word, and entered the tent.

Without exception, they were disappointed in the syndicate.

Syndicates are inherently a scattered organization, which is common.

In the past, Aiden Pernord didn't feel anything, and he just left.

But today, he felt inexplicably irritable.

"Syndicate, will avenge them!" Aiden Pernord threw down a sentence and returned to the tent.

Damn the weather, damn the intruders, damn everything made him feel uncomfortable.

This continued until the afternoon, after dinner. He let all the thieves on their guard, only to relax a little.

But soon, this hard-won mentality was destroyed without a trace.

At some point, the army of the undead in Tarummere, the Forsaken's stronghold, the closest to Dunhold Castle, arrived first! Besieged Dunhold Castle!

Aiden Pernord, who was bent on targeting the invaders, forgot that this was in the Hillbride Hills, and he was not the only one!

Aiden Pernord was now on the city wall, looking at the High Archon Dasalia on the undead warhorse and shouted, "Your Excellency the High Archon! We have never clashed with the Horde, why would you besiege our syndicate with an army! ”

High Archon Dasalia stared at Aiden Pernod and said coldly, "Hand over the remains of our warriors and their murderers, Aiden Pernord!" Otherwise, none of the descendants of the Alterac nobles here today will survive! ”

I can't answer that! As one of the great forces in the Hillbride Hills, if Aiden Pernord takes this sentence, then it means that the Syndicate is inferior to the tribe.

Cooperate with the tribe, yes. Subvert the Union, yes. But being a tribal dog is not only the heirs of the noble Alterac nobility, but even those professional thieves will look down on the Syndicate.

Since then, the name Syndicate has really stinked!

Aiden Pernord raised the hammer in his hand and shouted, "There are no murderers of the Forsaken here, only the evidence of the attackers yesterday!" ”

Aiden Pernord hoped that the senior consul, Dasalia, would think calmly.

But as a cruel undead, they are still cruel even without the Lich King's control.

How could such an undead listen to a living person and listen to his story quietly.

"That's not to talk about!" High Archon Dasalia waved his hand cruelly, and the army of the undead attacked Castle like Dunhold!

"Defense! Defense! Aiden Pernord shouted.

The meat grinder in the Forsaken's army attacked, and the bloodied corpses shot out of a parabola and landed in Dunhold Castle.

"It's our brother who disappeared the day before yesterday!" An Alterac nobleman's heir casually glanced at him and shouted in surprise.

Aiden Pernord smiled bitterly, now! Things can't be better!

"Syndicate! Offensive! Kill all the shit raised by this group of bitches! Aiden Pernord shouted.

One by one, the syndicate thieves rushed out!

How terrifying is a thief who attacks with all his might? Among World of Warcraft players, anyone who has played the battlefield can tell you.

Once left alone, the thieves and druids are the kings of the shadows!

After stuning you, after a skill, it's time to go back to the graveyard and wait for resurrection!

So what does it look like for a horde of thieves to pounce on a scattered army?

Moment! In the array of the Forsaken troops, there is a large section of space! It's all the corpses of the Forsaken in pieces!

Ghouls, banshees, skeletons! No one can stop the thieves' skills.

The most annoying thing is that after the Syndicate thieves kill the Forsaken, they are forced to become invisible, disappear into the clearing, wait for the skill to cool down, and then perform the next wave of attacks!

The High Consul Dasalia was not heartbroken by the death of the soldiers, and every day countless Forsaken awoke, and the number of deaths this time was not as large as the number of Forsaken awakened in one day.

"Prepare for the Visible Dust!" The High Archon Dasalia waved his hand and commanded the adjutant!

Visible Dust! The stealth nemesis of thieves who can break stealth skills!

It can be seen that the High Consul Dasalia has come to destroy Dunhold Castle!

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