"Those catapults must be dealt with as soon as possible, or we will never be able to capture the pass!" At night, Da Sohan and the generals discussed in the command room, their attack during the day failed, the poisonous gas was very disgusting, not to mention the corrosion of ordinary soldiers, and they would become undead after death.

Da Sohan assigned the paladins to try to disperse the poison gas, but the dispersal was too fast for anyone to disperse, and the precious paladins would become live targets for the necromancer, so they retreated.

"They're full of undead in front of them, and our artillery will be blocked if they can't reach them. "In particular, there is a stitching monster in front of every trebuchet as a meat shield, which is simply the perfect bulletproof layer.

"Perhaps we can ask for the help of the Assassins, and their stalkers will be able to destroy the trebuchets without even knowing it. ”

"They won't accept such a mission, because even if they succeed, they won't be able to come back!"

The League of Assassins, this is what most people call that organization, and those who are familiar with it call this organization Ravenhorton, this is an absolutely neutral Assassin organization, no one knows the specific number of people in this organization, and no one knows how many secret bases this organization has, in fact, people don't know anything about this organization, but as long as there is a need for it, they can always appear, it is said that this organization is so powerful that even Kalimdo died a soldier can know about it on the second day in the Eastern Kingdom, it is said that they want to assassinate anyone without a record of mistakes, if it comes to this, some people think they are not goodThen they will definitely surprise you, they stole the dragon eggs of Deathwing, and they succeeded, it seems that it is because of them that the Black Prince survived and became one of the few black dragons who have not been infected by Deathwing, this organization has always played an important and unknown role in the history of the entire continent.

In the game, Rogue players will have the privilege of entering one of their strongholds and meeting their apparent leader, Duke Joravenhod, but everyone knows that he is only the nominal leader, and it is said that they are actually ruled by a large council of seventy-two, of course, all of which are just rumors, and no one knows if they are really or not.

This is an organization with a long history, as an absolutely neutral camp, there are people of all races in this organization, it is said that among the first members there is a troll hero named Renataki, the hidden boss of the future ZG, his nickname is incomparable, called the King of a Thousand Blades! Listen! How imposing, in short, this organization is very mysterious and very powerful, and the MI7 of the Storm Kingdom is like a group of children compared to them.

"And I'm not going to trust these guys. Da Sohan spoke, as a great nobleman, he disliked this kind of power beyond his control the most, and this proposal was completely rejected.

"And what about griffons? Didn't the Hammer Dwarves of Eagle's Nest give us a team of griffons? The other of his men said suddenly, and then Dasohan also remembered those treasures, these griffons had been carefully raised as a symbol of friendship between the two races and because they were precious flying mounts, and it seemed that the griffons had played a vital role in the orc war, and now it seemed that it was time for them to appear again.

"Then go feed the griffons now, and we'll launch a sneak attack at dawn. ”

The night gradually passed, and the undead did not raid at night, which was a good thing, because at night, the living were always no match for the dead, so after a night of fear, the team was regrouped, and the soldiers were a little sluggish and demoralized after yesterday's fiasco, until there was a strange chirping sound from the rear, and some of the soldiers who had heard this sound looked back, and their faces instantly turned to joy.

It's the griffon! The commander released the griffon!

In the rear, a group of about twelve or thirteen griffons rose into the air, and behind each huge figure sat a dwarven knight, carrying explosives, intending to send a round of aerial bombardment to the trebuchet of the undead.

It's exciting!

Most of the soldiers here have greeted the undead, except for a few strong undead, those bones are basically weak, as long as they can disintegrate those trebuchets, they can beat the undead to pieces with a single charge.

Morale is high again.

Under everyone's attention, the dwarven knights proudly flew to the middle of the undead camp and the human camp, and the dwarven knights smiled disdainfully at the undead who raised their heads and screamed, but were completely powerless.

They could come and go freely in this group of bones, and this height was not something that a necromancer could beat, and each dwarf had a relaxed expression on his face, in their opinion, the task was too easy to do, and then immediately after, the smile turned to consternation, and then fear, because on the back of the pass, a group of black and oppressive things flew in, and when you got closer, it was a large swarm of plague bats!

"it, run!" Before they could get far, they turned around and flew back, those bats were several times more numerous than them, and they didn't have any burdens on them, unlike their griffins, which were still carrying them, the bats were very nimble, and these dozen griffons couldn't be opponents.

"It's over...... We've failed......" Dasuohan shivered as he watched the scene as the bats flew in with gas barrels in their hands, apparently with the same idea as them.

Aerial bombardment, and the after-damage of this gas barrel is much greater than that of a bomb.

This scene made the human camp instantly chaotic, and now no one can stop it, and many people began to flee from the camp despite orders, which led to more people fleeing, maybe Lordaeron had the kind of army that was elite enough to fight to the last man, but that was impossible for these motley soldiers gathered from all over the place to do.

There are people who fled in either direction, forests, rivers, Da Sohan tried to close as much as possible, but the undead took advantage of the general attack and failed, he could only flee backwards, and the generals fled, and the rout was even more unstoppable.

Defeated, still defeated.

After escaping, Dathohan was almost devastated and did not know how to deal with King Terenus, who trusted him, or the innocent civilians who were about to fall under the undead soldiers, and the news of the defeat of this war would soon spread throughout the human kingdom, and he did not know what kind of panic it would cause.

Some of the soldiers spontaneously approached him when they saw him, but he ignored him and just staggered towards Lordaeron, each step difficult.

"It's almost time to come back, isn't it?" muttered Kel'thugad, floating on the mountain peak, looking at the living people fleeing like ants below.

He was waiting, waiting for a human "hero".