"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" A cold arrow in one hand, this extremely cold force instantly froze half of the bodies of the two undead, and the two undead did not react, they were still sprinting, and the result was that the half of the body that was not frozen was directly separated from the other half, and the frozen half fell to the ground and turned into ice.

"Hurry, hurry, this way!" a heavily armored warrior knocked the undead in front of him, and he pointed to the backs of several undead knights in front of him, as if he wanted to beckon someone to catch up.

"But this village is ......," a priest hesitated.

"Don't worry about the mission!" shouted the mage who threw ice arrows and was in a rage, "If we catch up, there will be no one left here......

This is a village in the Arathi Heights, and as Muradin had planned, the elite undead began to wreak havoc behind the humans, riding undead horses, plague bats, and bone griffins, all of which were tireless, uneaten, and maneuverable, terrifying undead that made the best of guerrilla warfare and annoyed the Alliance.

In order to deal with these undead, the alliance has formed various squads composed of high-level classes, but unfortunately, even if there are hunters who are good at tracking, it is quite difficult to catch up with them.

Most of the time they will find out that they are too late, so they have to give up tracking for a while in order to save those who are still alive.

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"Are they coming?" In another place, the same group of Alliance Stalkers, they have used another way to hunt down their enemies, which is to let them fall into their own traps.

Setting a trap and luring the enemy into jumping in is usually used for big hunts, but it can often be used in warfare as well.

They arranged for many villagers to pretend to pack up their belongings and go to the big city for refuge, and tonight the villagers would camp in a small valley for the night, in order to get rid of the undead, they had calculated all the itinerary in advance, and set up ambushes at all the camping sites in the next few days, and now, they could only pray in their hearts that this well-prepared plan could lure the damned undead.

Just as they watched expectantly, the dwarven hunter in charge of tracking suddenly sent a message.

"They're coming!"

Everyone perked up and looked intently ahead, where a mage held a crystal ball, it was like an eye, and all invisible units could not escape their vision, and soon after, a sneaky ghost floated in, and after it circled the crowd, and after making sure it didn't see any major threat, it sent a message.

"It's now!"

The undead who didn't know if it was the Death Knight or the Lich climbed down from their mounts and began to dive into the valley hunched down, and then suddenly, two human stalkers appeared next to the mounts, their daggers flashing with evocative fire, and the temperature around them was raised a lot as soon as they were unsheathed.

The dagger endowed with magical power easily pierced the hearts of the two plague bats, and black rancid blood sprayed them, and the plague beasts, which were not really dead, began to wail, but they were powerless, and eventually they fell to the ground and burst into flames.

Look at the two stalkers again, they dropped the smoke bomb and became invisible again, although they left a disgusting rancid smell on their bodies, but the undead had no sense of smell, and they continued to attack the other mounts with such a big sting.

The undead elites knew that they had been tricked, and they turned around and were about to flee, but unfortunately the attacks of the others had already fallen.

A human pulled the thin line in his hand, and a series of explosions immediately occurred at the mouth of the valley cave, and at the same time, the attacks of mages and archers followed.

That's it, the Scourge and the Alliance heroes are fighting wits and courage here, and both sides have won each other, but overall the situation is still in the favor of the Disaster, and they have succeeded in achieving Muradin's goal, which is to attract the attention of the Alliance's higher-ups, and for now, because the pass seems to be completely supportable, many of the Alliance's higher-level decisions have become how to make trouble against these nasty undead.

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"Hurry, hurry, only one chance! We must succeed!"

The reason why I use the word creature is because these people are tall and low, weird, the tall ones look like normal humans, the low ones are just up to people's knees, and there are some short and fat people who are in the middle of the height, the only thing that is certain is that they must be living people, because they can gasp.

These living people gathered here for one purpose, and that was Naxxramas.

Since this air fortress is constantly dangling back and forth on several battlefields, humans have a psychological shadow on it, this thing is simply too terrifying, if it has been hanging over the pass, the pass may have been breached.

As for why it didn't stay in the pass, the human side thought that it had found a reason, the knights of the Silver Hand and the army of the Valley of the Hearth were always holding back the undead, and if this big guy kept hanging in one place, the army of the undead would be surrounded and annihilated by these two armies, so it would fly everywhere.

Human beings always like to make excuses, in fact, there is only one reason why Muradin let Naxxramas fly around, that is, not to let humans have a chance to see his small movements, the human army will be pinned down by Naxxramas in the distance, they will not find that the undead army has quietly completed the replacement, the undead army in the pass has gradually replaced with weak cannon fodder undead, and the main force has quietly moved to the rear.

On the human side, due to the long battle, their tired nerves began to be paralyzed, so no one noticed this for the time being.

The "creatures" stared at Naxxramas from afar, their eyes solemn, some of them holding staff that glowed with a deep blue light, while others were holding evil staff with strange green fire.

At this time, the sky was full of roars, and a large group of dwarven helicopters and griffin knights were entangled with the scourge flying classes such as gargoyles and undead dragons, and the battle was extremely hot.

"We have to be fast, we can't let these heroes die in vain!" Another urge, and a spellcaster with a dark blue staff began to unleash something.

"In order not to get stuck in the wall, my teleportation spell will teleport us to the surface of that flying fortress, after which we must immediately occupy a corner and create time for the warlocks to summon portals. ”

Everyone nodded, and then a white light flashed, and the group disappeared.

On the surface of Naxxramas, the sudden appearance of a group of people frightened some gargoyles who happened to fly here, and these gargoyles were about to attack, and the mage in charge of teleportation casually waved two bolts of lightning, and the gargoyles turned into ashes.

"There's a platform below, the Scourge Legion's flying class can land here at any time, we can't summon it here, we have to go inside. ”

"Then let me get out of the way!" a loud urn sounded, and the chunky dun with the two hammers jumped straight onto the platform, completely ignoring the huge drop, and the impact of gravity nearly smashed the platform.

The undead spotted him and attacked wildly, Humpty Dumpty was not afraid at all, the power of thunder gathered on his war hammer, and the undead who rushed forward were all sent flying by him.

"Call it right here. They quickly found a triangular area surrounded by walls on both sides, which was relatively easy to defend and difficult to attack, making it a relatively good place to summon.

Several warlocks nodded, and immediately walked to the innermost corner, and then the green evil energy flowed into the shape of a magic circle, and at the same time, those soul fragments refined by cruel means were also thrown into the magic circle, the magic circle was charged, and a black, tombstone-like building slowly rose from the magic circle, and in the middle of this tombstone was a green vortex.

A foot stepped out of the whirlpool.

"The portal summoning has been successful, the warriors are ready to go, this time only needs to succeed, not fail!"