Sylvanas' direction of march left me scratching my head. She didn't attack the human villages and towns, she didn't even glance at the villages she passed by, she just kept her head down.

The signpost on the side of the road reads, and I know this place, this is the road to the kingdoms of Dunhold and Stormgard.

After the Orc War, the Dunhold region was divided into two parts, one part of which was actually given to the dwarves, and most of which was occupied by Stormgard.

It was also because of this departure that Lady Sylvanas hated the Stormgards even more.

Why more? I do not know!

But when it comes to the kingdom of Stormgard, the king of Stormgard always has a look of disdain on her face. Of course, she won't tell me the reason directly, and I can only guess, and the reason why I think she is so disgusted is probably caused by the orc war.

And why more...... Ha! We have been brutally beaten by the Stormgard army! This is why Sylvanas did not attack Gilneth and had to destroy that kingdom.

"After Dunhold, and beyond is the wall of Soladin." I said as I approached Dunhold.

"I know." The banshee said.

"There aren't many people over there." I was just trying to give her advice.

"I'm the Commander, Mr. Bill." She was a little impatient.

"We don't have much time, the order of Alsace is a month." I say. "It's spring now, and it's a good time."

Sylvanas snorted, "You should have acquired enough troops long ago with such a clever intelligence. ”

I just gritted my teeth in hatred in the face of her sarcasm, but I didn't want to contradict her, "What's your plan?" ”

"I'll tell you then."

"I'm just reminding you that if you don't complete the task either, you're not necessarily going to end up better than me."

"It's not certain who will die in the end." The banshee glared at me.

Perhaps unaffected by the plague, the king of this kingdom was called ...... Uh, I can't remember. Anyway, I remember his son, who is also a great dutiful son, named Garin, Garin Tolbairn.

Yes...... At that time, he should have slaughtered his father.

I should be right remember, he was already a king at that time. And then the guy who killed his own father very wisely commanded his army to attack us.

When we passed by Dunhold, Sylvanas didn't seem to want to conflict with humans, judging by her behavior. Although the castle of Dunhold was destroyed, there were still a large number of people here, but they were mobilized to strike at us mercilessly.

Actually, we were heading to Hinterland.

At first, the humans who discovered us didn't seem to have enough strength to touch us, so they just appeared frequently, and at first we didn't care, because there was no counteraction, so they appeared more and more often. And just as we were about to enter the borders of Hinterland, Sylvanas ordered another reappearance, and the Scouts were all captured.

After being captured, Lady Sylvanas's method of torture was also very simple, and these guys confessed very quickly under the influence of magic. However, the hundred and ten scouts captured did not provide any valuable information, and the only thing that worried us was the Hammer Dwarves.

Of course, attacking the Brute Hammer Dwarves would be the stupidest option!

I didn't know what this woman was trying to do until our scout came back and reported finding a troll trail.

Then we lunged at the trolls.

To be honest, I feel much better than last time I went to Hinterland. I couldn't feel the dampness, I couldn't smell it, I didn't feel any discomfort other than the occasional sticky underfoot.

Whether it's day or night or cloudy or rainy, not only do I not be affected, but it doesn't matter if those soldiers are unaffected, but there is one bad thing, that is, they will get moldy on their bodies.

I can't smell it. But I could see the mold growing on my clothes and body. We rely on the magicians' spells to get rid of these things, but Sylvanas doesn't need it, and they don't grow long, and I don't know why it doesn't last.

The first village was numbered at about 100 households, and we chose to march at night to ensure that we were all captured. These trolls are also big-hearted, they don't have guards! Not even a sentry.

When our army surrounded the village from all sides, Sylvanas gave the order to attack. After attacking it, we won without any suspense, and it was quite easy to win. They sleep soundly, and we get started quickly. Although there were some who were uneasy to be discovered, none of them really escaped.

The soldiers dragged all the bodies out, but Sylvanas didn't let the soldiers burn it down. The three lichs had a job to do, and it took a long time to resurrect these guys, knowing that the three of them were finished with the dawn of the day.

Looking at the trolls rising from the ground, I was a little uncomfortable at this time.

Trolls have their own Grim Reaper.

Did I tell you?

Trolls have their own gods, and no matter what the trolls are, this belief is constant. Belch...... There is one troll that is the exception.

The god they believe in is called the god Loa. In fact, they are all beasts, whether they are spiders or leopards, tigers or dragon eagles that most people have never heard of. But their Grim Reaper is different from these beasts.

Their Grim Reaper is called Bonsandy. I've had the pleasure of seeing it, I've been in contact with him, and I've worked with him for a long time. But then I didn't know what was going on, and I broke off the connection with them.

It was very refreshing to burst out when I had their power, and of course it was powerful and terrifying! But now, at this very moment, I can no longer feel them in me.

I was a little curious as I watched the trolls rise from the ground, I wanted to see their Grim Reaper, but their Grim Reaper didn't come when the souls struggled.

These trolls joined us decisively, and it was because of this that we were able to annex three villages in a row. It wasn't until the fourth that we had the good fortune to encounter more severe resistance.

I've always felt that these guys don't have a very high IQ, they are tall, mighty, and powerful, but this group of guys can't make decent weapons and armor. Although they built temples, temples, pyramids, and various buildings, they were still primitive. And most of the tribal villages are still wooden huts and straw huts.

When we entered the fourth village in the same way, we were in vain, but by this time our team had broken through 8,000 to 9,000 men, so we didn't need everyone to go in.

Actually, if we had dispersed since the first two successes, we would have estimated that we would have more corpses, but I didn't expect Sylvanas at the time.

Not long after entering the village, suddenly a fire broke out in the village, and the fire was very fierce! And at the entrance and exit of the village, it suddenly burst into flames for some reason, and then those of us who didn't enter the village were blocked out of the village.

I've seen this scene too many times. I squinted at the sky-high fire in front of me, this one was a bit bigger, much bigger than the one in the reed pond the other day. Our soldiers rushed out of the house, and at that moment from afar came the sound of trumpets, followed by roars and shouts.

The trolls have arrived.

Les and Araki unhurriedly extinguished the flames at the entrance of the village, although the flames in the village were very high, but the only thing that could cause damage was the high temperature, and it was impossible to burn them directly.

But the people of this village obviously underestimated our strength, and they should have completely failed to realize that our soldiers were not only not afraid of fire, but also very resistant to beatings.

Trolls who hadn't fought against us didn't have much combat experience, which was the main reason why they were defeated again and again. In their words...... We can't be killed.

After successfully ambushing this village, we did not hesitate to attack the next village without hesitation. Now that we've been exposed, we must earn one more village if we can capture one more village before they can fully react!

I remember vividly that we hadn't been able to find the trolls in the village since we had breached the fifth village that day. They all left the village and ran to a hidden place.

And on the fourth day, the trolls' counterattack officially began.

"They almost ate us when we passed through here." I say.

Sylvanas snorted.

"It was from here that Tulayan was the first to break through the siege and reach your kingdom." I said, "He's married to your sister, right, which of you is the older sister?" ”

The banshee ignored me, but I could tell that she was suddenly not in a very beautiful mood.

"If it weren't for the trolls here, maybe we could have arrived sooner." I say.

"You're just being held back by this kind of waste, aren't you?" The woman glanced at me.

"You've been fighting these pieces of waste for thousands of years, and you haven't wiped them all out, have you?" I hit back.

"They don't pose any threat to us anymore." She said.

"But they are the ones who lead the way and bring the orcs to your capital." I say. "Is this revenge?" I snorted.

The banshee looked at her eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "Your mouth cannon is much stronger than your fighting." ”

"I didn't mean to." I say.

"Then you're even more hateful." She turned her head away.

"They can do witchcraft." I say. "The next battle may not be very good." The banshee ignored me again.

Sure enough, in the battle below, we met the berserkers and their wizards. As their berserkers charged at us with their tomahawks, our abomination rushed head-on.

Ramsden is strong, but when I face these big guys, I suddenly feel that he is not that strong.

If Ramsden resembles a rhinoceros, the berserker is like an elephant. Ramsden is ruthless, but these berserkers are big and ruthless! The weapon in their hands was a wooden stick, but when they charged, the nearly two-meter-long wooden stick flew directly into the air of several soldiers.

The arm on Ramsden's back was damaged in the battle, and if it hadn't been for Gunther's timely intervention, Ramsden would have been useless.

Gunther's spell penetration is still so strong, but the berserker's stature is really strong, in addition to the strength of the body, even if the spell penetrates the body, they can continue to fight for a long time.

Therling shouted as he fought, he saw better material.

Their witch doctors, on the other hand, were all in their own hands, and we didn't lose at all after the first battle, especially since the berserkers completely outnumbered Thurling's army of abominations.

The troll's witch doctor didn't kill any of them, they all let them run. But that's nothing to us.

I pinched my fingers and counted that it had been eleven days since I had met Sylvanas, and I could not delay Arthas's orders any longer.

"It's time for us to go back." I said.

The banshee didn't say anything, but her expression already said something about her attitude.

"Alsace's deadline is coming soon, I must complete the task immediately, we can't go any further into the forest." I say.

Sylvanas' eyes were fierce at the time, but I also met them. "I'm the commander." He said.

"But I was instructed to send the army somewhere else." I said, "So the time is almost up, and I have to complete the task anyway." ”

Sylvanas didn't speak, she just looked deeply northeast and then turned her head to glare at me.

The army immediately turned around and returned!