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After washing up, a guard brought breakfast. Bonfires had been lit in the barracks outside, and all but the soldiers in charge of patrolling were eating in the shortest amount of time. Everyone understands that today is the moment when they face the undead scourge again, so they are desperately filling their stomachs, for fear that they will not have enough to eat enough and will not have the strength to kill more undead.

After breakfast, this team of 1,500 people quickly gathered, cleaned up the pots and bowls, and spent more than ten minutes before and after, on the journey.

The Western Plague Land is only separated by a river from the Eastern Plague Land, and compared to the West Plague Land across the river, the Eastern Plague Land is now much more polluted by natural disasters, and the barren land is surrounded by countless undead spirits attacking passers-by, and bats and maggots are all over the land. The Scourge Psychic Towers and Slaughterhouses still stand on this land, constantly eroding this sad land.

Not long after Du Teng led his team into the Eastern Plague Lands, he was attacked by a large group of plague dogs.

These plague dogs used to be wild dogs living in this land, but with the spread of the undead plague, these wild animals with very average single strength were the first to be infected with the plague, and after a large number of deaths, the plague dogs actually adapted to the power of the plague. What's more, they have gained unprecedented strength from the plague. Their bodies were withered but strong, and it was difficult for a normal sword to break through their skin. Their teeth contain toxins and plague germs, and once a healthy creature is bitten, it is easy to be infected with terrible germs and viruses, which are almost impossible to dispel without the powerful power of the Light.

Fortunately, Du Teng's team already has some experience in dealing with the undead, and their equipment is specially prepared to restrain the undead.

"Throwers ready to ......"

With a shout from Tobias, the thrower, who had been in the middle of the line, quickly stepped forward, and under the protection of the hoplites in the front row, untied the small pocket at his waist and pulled out two small black balls about the size of walnuts from them.

The plague dogs not far away quickly approached, and the soldiers in the front row could already see their dark green salivation, and they already had some experience, so they decisively slammed the heavy shield in their hands into the ground, and their bodies leaned forward slightly against the shield, ready to deal with the impact of the plague dogs.

The throwers standing behind them stared at the plague dogs not far away, silently calculating the distance in their hearts.

50 m ...... 40 m ...... 30 m ...... 20 m ...... 15 m ...... 10 meters!

"Throw!"

With Tobias's order, the throwers pressed a switch on the ball with their fingers, and then the next second, they shook their arms vigorously and threw the ball in their hands into the distance.

A plague dog that rushed to the front subconsciously swallowed a small ball that had been thrown into its mouth, and then continued to rush forward. But before it could take three steps, the plague dog's body jerked, and then its lower abdomen bulged like an inflated balloon, and bright light erupted from between its mouth and nose, and its abdomen lit up like a light bulb.

And then the next instant......

Boom!

The plague dog exploded, green blood and black flesh splattered everywhere, and the power of the light made the blood and minced flesh sizzle, as if it had been corroded by sulfuric acid, emitting white green smoke.

Of course, this is only the tip of all the Plague Dogs, in fact, many more are attacked by the Light from the outside.

Hundreds of small Holy Light Bombs fell into the canine herd, and then exploded one after another, turning into one Holy Light Realm after another. The plague dogs in these holy light realms let out screams one after another, and pieces of rotten flesh fell off their bodies, making people's scalps tingle. There were even some plague dogs, in the superimposed areas of several holy light realms, and before they even had time to scream, they turned into a pile of dark green bones.

The Holy Light's restraint on the power of the undead can be seen.

Unless it is like the undead natural disaster, the number of the undead itself has reached a very terrifying level, the individual strength of the undead is also strong, and the frost sorrow in the hands of Arthas is suppressing the power of the holy light, so that the undead creatures will not suffer heavy losses in the holy light.

The Plague Dog does not have such treatment, although the small Holy Light Bomb is a weakened version, but for the Plague Dog that has no organization and discipline at all, and its strength is not strong, and it is purely dependent on numbers to impact the enemy, it is simply a big killer.

The entire herd, consisting of hundreds of plague dogs, was killed by a blast of holy light bombs. The remaining half were suddenly frightened and stopped, and although the throat was still roaring, the plague dogs had already begun to escape.

Infection and mutation do not mean losing their minds. Of course, if it were in normal times, these plague dogs would not have any reason to speak of. But in the face of a near-instant kill, instinct makes them feel scared and begin to choose to retreat.

But they wanted to retreat, but Duten was unwilling to let them go.

"Second Preparation ......"

Torias's voice rang out again, and the throwers who had just dropped the Light Bomb reached into the bag again and pulled out two more small Light Bombs.

"Throw!"

This time, it was another large piece of holy light, and the remaining plague dogs were almost all swept away, leaving only a few dozen Xin on the very edge to survive.

This was the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the plague dogs finally didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and turned around and ran away. At that speed, I was able to dodge faster than when I came.

Two Holy Light Bombs nearly wiped out a large pack of plague dogs, boosting the morale of the soldiers around them.

Du Teng ordered to continue to move forward, and this small team of 1,000 people actually brought up the momentum of a 10,000-person brigade. The group made its way through the Mares Farm, when Duten ordered to deviate from the avenue and headed north for the mountains.

"Your Highness......"

Tobias didn't know why, and looked at Duten with an inquiring gaze.

"There's a path that allows us to get to the Wraith Land faster, and there are three weakly guarded psychic towers that can be transformed into three churches that are at odds with each other with a simple transformation and purification, enough to be our base camp."

Duten was talking about a small valley he had visited on a mission.

It is very narrow and there are huge mushroom-type plants blocking the passage, but it only takes a slight detour to find it. There are three psychic towers and three undead fortresses flying in the air, as long as these things are captured and transformed, they will have a great effect on the development of the entire war and the future layout of Gilneth.

Tobias said no more, and the commander of the soldiers began to approach the mountains to the north.

There were also a large number of undead creatures and plague-infected wild animals along the way, which greatly affected the progress of this team. Fortunately, Du Teng had brought enough Holy Light Bombs with him, and there were enough priests with him, and it only took one morning for them to break through the obstacles and come to the small valley that Du Teng had mentioned.

The entrance is indeed very secret, the road is narrow and steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

If the Undead Scourge really stationed a large army here, unless the dragons arrive, it is basically impossible to be able to break through this place again. Unfortunately, the Undead Scourge didn't take this place too seriously, leaving only three Psychic Towers and three small floating fortresses. And the fortress is really small, it is super small, and there are no people in it at all, so it can only be driven by the power of the undead.

This kind of weak force helped Du Teng at such a moment.

Under his lead in the charge, the undead at the entrance of the valley were quickly killed, and then the "army" approached all the way, and it only took ten minutes to rush into the valley. The undead in the valley have long been waiting for them, and the supreme commanders here are the three acolytes. The so-called acolytes are the high-level believers inside the Scourge of the Dead, and they can be regarded as the attendants of the Lich King, but the Lich King is now far away in Northrend, so the status of these acolytes here is equivalent to the downstream commander of the entire Scourge of the Dead, and their status is only below the Big Three such as Arthas.

However, their strength is quite average, they have good undead magic, but they have almost no means of attack, and can only control the undead to attack.

This is precisely what Du Teng and they are most unfounded.

It's just hundreds of undead creatures, and a single charge will break up their formation, and then the small holy light bomb will blow up these undead on their backs. As for those necromancers and acolytes, they had already been taken care of by Du Teng, and they were all strangled under the horse.

After all the enemies are dead, the priest group walks into the psychic tower, and twenty priests are arranged in each psychic tower, and they work together to cast the holy light spell, and soon purify the psychic tower, and after purification, the tower body becomes white, and the spikes at the top shoot out three golden beams of light, and a huge ball of holy light is gathered at the top of each psychic tower.

This big ball is the Psychic Tower, no, it should be called the Tower of Light now, these big balls are the main means of attack and defense of the Tower of Light, similar to the magic tower of the mage, but the structure is simple, easy to make, although not as powerful as the magic tower, but it is very suitable for a large number of arrangements.

The three floating fortresses above their heads were also lured down by the team's high-level French style with a power similar to necromancy, and then purified by the remaining priests, and also turned into pure white floating fortresses, which were re-released into the air, forming a higher-level defense system.

By the time all this was done, it was already afternoon.

After leaving about two hundred men to build fortifications here, Duten continued with the remaining 1,300 men.

Walking out of the valley to the north, it was very close to the Wraith Lands, but even closer was the huge city that could be seen at a glance due north.

Stratholme.

Once the second most prosperous city in the kingdom of Lordaeron, it was slaughtered by Alsace after the plague epidemic and fell into a sea of fire, and now it has become a ghost town infested with the undead. It was supposed to be about 20 years after the Dark Gate, and the Scourge legion dormant in the continent of Northrend began to invade the kingdom of Lordaeron in a big way, and unleashed a deadly plague of the undead.

Prince Arthas, the only son of King Terenus, has taken on the task of fighting against the scourge of the undead. But as the battle progressed, instead of decreasing the undead army, more human soldiers and plague-infected civilians became the new undead. Faced with unstoppable evil forces and frustration of defeat, Arthas's fear and determination led to a mad move.

In order to prevent the inhabitants of the northern city of Stratholme, who had already been infected with the plague, from becoming a new force of the Scourge Legion, Arthas ordered the city to be slaughtered, which directly led to the forced disbandment of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and Arthas's break with his mentor, Uther the Lightbringer. The prosperous Stratholme turned into hell overnight, and the local lord, Baron Rivendell, was meeting with King Terenus in the royal city of Lordaeron, and it had been half a month since he received the news that Stratholme had been slaughtered.

Half a month later, when he returned to the realm, he saw a ruin, and when he learned that King Terenus had been killed and Uther, the founder of the Silver Hand, was buried in Andohar, he bravely stood up and challenged Arthas with great anger. At the same time as he drew his sword, the slogan of the Knights of the Silver Hand rang in the ears again, but this time it was a mournful elegy for the knights. Rivendell fulfilled his oath with his life, but Arthas did not spare him - Rivendell became a Death Knight.

A very sad character, although he is very strong, he is no match for Alsace. In the end, he changed from a wealthy lord and a respected paladin to a death knight, and was even brushed again and again by the foot men in the original game, just to get the mount under his crotch, I have to say, the back half of his body is really tragic.

However, this thing mixed well with the undead, and eventually succeeded Mograine as one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, of course, no matter what he became, he couldn't avoid being defeated by the foot men.

At this time, he was not in Stratholme, and if it was expected, Baron Rivendell should now be in the army of the undead, the so-called commander of the Death Knights, under the command of Arthas.

Looking at Stratholme in the distance, a look of excitement flashed in Duten's eyes, the location of this place is really good. If you can occupy this place, it is basically equivalent to choking the passage of the High Elves to the south, and at the same time strengthen the connection with the High Elves. If it is a friend, this place will be more developed because of the existence of the High Elves, and if it is an enemy, it can also block the High Elves here, so that the High Elves cannot go south.

Now that Lordaeron is gone, and Dalaran is no longer long gone, large swathes of the Eastern Kingdom are borderlands if Gilneth can get them...... Just thinking about it, Du Teng's breathing couldn't help but become short.

He quickly shook his head to dispel these thoughts.

There is no point in saying these things now, the most important thing at the moment is to defeat the undead scourge and save the High Elves to gain their friendship, which is the most important thing.

"Keep going."

Du Teng ordered, and then led the remaining 1,300 people to the northeast. (To be continued.) )