The power of the necromancy is not as simple as Zhang Li thought, he will soon know, no energy will appear out of thin air, and the plague is not energy, that plague entering his body will corrode his life force, and transform the life force into the power of the necromancy, so this is no different from his own energy, those undead who are driven by instinct to eat living things are to strengthen their own necromantic power by plundering the life force of others, so as to enhance their own strength.

Arthas and his party are still advancing, and this time when they encounter any beasts, Zhang Li did not try to "pacify" those creatures, but killed them directly, and died as soon as possible to relieve their pain.

Because of Kel'thugad's last words before leaving, Zhang Li was very worried about whether he would encounter any danger along the way, and whether the fear demon king Melganis would come to take revenge on him?

He had urged Arthas to hurry up, but there was no need to worry about it now, because it would not take too many days to walk from Andorhar to the Tirisfar, and King Terenus had sent a legion to guard the border between the Tirispharan Glade and the Western Plague in order to contain the epidemic, and the only pass connecting the two territories had been built with a simple wooden wall, where soldiers checked for passing refugees.

Arthas they came to this pass, as the prince and the prince's entourage, they only need to make a simple observation, and when they get here, they no longer need to protect the group of refugees, they can move forward at full speed, and Zhang Li understands that the road ahead is currently very safe, and there is an outpost to rest almost every other distance, and these outposts are also built by the king's order, just to provide convenience for the refugees, and to play the role of a second screening of the infected.

There will be no shortage of people at each outpost, and there will be soldiers to escort them, and they can also light a beacon fire in case of any emergency, which can already be said to be quite safe, and Zhang Li's heart that has been tense has only relaxed a little.

"Your Royal Highness, you are finally here, His Majesty is worried about you, come in and rest, I have ordered someone to prepare your accommodation. "The commander of the pass was a baron named Michael, a veteran of the Second World War of the Orcs, who was blind in one eye and had a horrible scar from his forehead to his cheek, which was right in the middle of the wound and looked like he had been cut by an axe.

It is said that the scar is the soldier's medal, Arthas respects this commander very much, and this commander is not humble or arrogant in the face of the heir of a country, which is even more recognized by Arthas, the two talked very happily, as for Zhang Li, Arthas introduced Zhang Li, but the commander obviously regarded Zhang Li as a swaggering stick, and his undisguised disgust for him, and even reminded Arthas to stay away from him in front of Zhang Li.

Zhang Li didn't care about this, since he didn't invite people to see him, he wouldn't go up and rush to stick someone's cold buttocks, so he went directly to the small thatched hut assigned to him to rest.

There should be no danger in this camp, this pass is very dangerous, it is really a one-man pass, even if the enemy's single strength is super strong, there is still time for them to retreat, so Zhang Li curled up in the grain pile and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

That's right, the grain pile, the commander perfectly interpreted what it means to be cautious, he didn't wait to see Zhang Li, so he directly threw Zhang Li to a place where no one lived and sent him away, fortunately Zhang Li didn't plan to meet him in general, otherwise the impression of this commander in Arthas's heart would definitely be reduced a lot.

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At night, after dinner, the soldiers began to make a fuss, it was not to bomb the camp, it was just a playful performance of theirs, the sun was setting, at this time there would be no more refugees here, the soldiers had nothing to do except for some unlucky ones who had to stand guard, and it was too early to go to bed, so they began to move freely.

As long as they do not leave the camp, as long as they can ensure that there will be no problems in the emergency assembly, the officers will not stop this phenomenon, and even they themselves are having fun, and everywhere you can see the soldiers singing and dancing on their shoulders, and even stealing and gambling, and there is only one place in the camp where there is no such play, where the soldiers stand straight and do not squint, and in the center of them is a large tent where the superiors will talk.

"We have identified a lot of infected people, all of whom have been contained, and some of them will be sent to Dalaran, where the mages will study the antidote to the plague. Baron Michael said this to Arthas, who nodded solemnly.

Baron Michael then pointed to the map in front of him and continued, "According to the information obtained by the scouts, a large number of undead have begun to spread towards the Tirisfal Glade, and it will not be long before the peaceful days here will come to an end. ”

"Are there any difficulties?" asked Arthas.

"There is no difficulty, with the steepness of the pass, no matter how many undead come I have the confidence to stop it, but the problem now is that we may not be able to stop the spread of the plague. Michael pointed to some nearby woodlands and said to Arthas: "According to the information we have received, the beasts here are also showing signs of madness, we suspect that some flying creatures have brought the plague in, and I have issued many missions for adventurers to kill these beasts, but this can only be delayed for a while, if Dalaran can no longer find a way to relieve the plague, I am afraid that this place will also be rampant with undead as in the eastern part of the kingdom." ”

"The prophet who came with me said that there was a profession called druid, and perhaps the solution to these plagues. ”

"Prophet, hmph! It seems to me that he is a swindler, who takes advantage of the kingdom's danger to deceive people in order to make a fortune. ”

"He was not that kind of man. ”

"Alright, don't go into any more things that are debatable even if they exist, Your Highness Arthas, I have a request that you give this report to His Majesty the King when you return to Lordaeron......"

"Report!" was as they exchanged words, when a soldier suddenly interrupted them.

"What's the matter?"

The soldier opened the curtain and walked in, then gasped and said, "Your Royal Highness, Commander, some of the soldiers have contracted the plague." ”

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"Do you find out how they got infected!?" Michael followed the creep with a gloomy face, followed by Arthas and Gianna.

"Food, we suspect it's food. ”

"Food? No way! Our food is all shipped from Lordaeron, and there should be nothing wrong with the food there. ”

Soon they saw the infected soldiers, who appeared to be intact and showed no signs of dead, who had been contained, but who were still struggling like mad dogs, constantly trying to bite others.

"What's going on!?What about the chaplain!?Didn't they treat these people!??" Seeing these people's eyes roll and behave completely like the undead, Mikael was furious.

"This ...... They develop so quickly, one second fine, and then without any signs they suddenly become undead, unlike all the infected we see. A priest explained aggrievedly that according to the general experience of infected people, they should still struggle for a while, and there are all kinds of changes in their bodies that only the dead can have, and then they become undead, and if they are found early, they can be completely cured, but this group of people becomes too fast.

"My lord, these are the only soldiers who have had an attack, and after tracing their food sources, we have caught the murderer who poisoned them. At this moment, an officer walked up, followed by a group of soldiers, and the soldiers escorted Zhang Li with a bewildered face.

"That's him! Only the man who ate the food in the granary where he lived was sick, and he was definitely poisoned!"