Illidan had flown out of here, and though he didn't say anything more, I could feel the pride and disdain that emanated from him.

Actually, if I could fly, I guess I'd be quite proud. Ha!

After Tikdios died, the surrounding demons immediately dispersed. I don't know if Akmund's large army was found in the end, but the news soon became known to Akmund.

Originally, we wanted to run, to evacuate here, to leave here and go back to Lordaeron, but we couldn't make it, and there was another Dreadlord of the same name, his name was Annetheron.

This is actually a traitor.

This guy hasn't shown much of a problem after we worked together to kill Tikdios, but shortly after Anatheron landed in front of Arthas from the sky, our team had problems.

We didn't have a conductor in Felwood Forest at the time, and now we're gone. But somehow, the Burning Legion found us, and when we found us, we were heading south, and Arthas means evacuation.

And when Annetheron arrived, we immediately turned around and headed towards the Hyjal Mountains, which I didn't know at the time, and Alsace didn't seem to know either. So he became our guide and led us all the way north. In fact, that is the path that Tikdios has been taking us before.

But the problem came again, and our team was immediately divided.

Annetheron spoke very politely, accusing us of being passive and threatening that if we continued like this, Akmund would personally deal with us, and that there would be no end for traitors.

He then split the team. Arthas led part of the army of the undead, led part of the army of the undead, led by Reki, Kel'thugad and others were divided, and everyone rushed to Mount Hyjal. Our army was divided by two-thirds at once! Maybe more.

Alsace didn't say anything, in fact, it was useless to say it, so he simply didn't say anything. Watching them be carved up, I asked Arthas, "Aren't you distressed?" ”

His face was expressionless and speechless.

When the respective teams had left the bulk and marched in different directions towards Mount Hyjal, Annatheron came to us, "You are going to attack from the north flank, did Tikdios tell you when he was alive?" ”

Arthas shook his head, "No. ”

The Dreadlord snorted, "You guys go now, you don't have to worry about it here." ”

"Where are we going?" Alsace said.

"Follow the main road all the way north, through the mountains of the northern forests of Felwood into the Winterspring Plateau, where someone will pick you up!" Annatheron mouthful of disgust.

We didn't keep him, and he didn't intend to stay in our ranks, but flapped his wings and flew away.

When the big guy flew away, Arthas's face softened slightly. Seeing that I was still looking at him, he snorted, "You go and tell Kel'thugad so that he doesn't have to go too fast." ”

In fact, Alsace has already thought about it!

He stopped me as I turned to leave, "Then supervise the other teams and tell those guys not to do stupid things." ”

After leaving Alsace, I hurried after Kel'thugad. You may not guess what Kel'thugad did at this time. He...... It's moving forward very fast! Except for him, it's the guy named Reki I just mentioned. These two were the two fastest in the team sent out.

When I caught up with him, there was a demon overseer in his team, and instead of going straight to him, I blended in with their team and quietly approached him. The devil didn't know me, so he was surprised when I appeared with Kel'thugad. I quickly gestured to him to silence.

He asked me how I came. I said angrily, "You're walking fast!" Why are you in such a hurry? ”

If it weren't for the fact that he had no skin and no face, I really wanted to see how he would control his expression, he snorted and said, "The overseer has been urging." ”

There's nothing wrong with this pot. I said, "The king has asked me to remind you that you don't have to go in such a hurry." ”

He nodded. I continued, "If you go fast to the front, you will be sent to death first, are you ready to die for Lord Akmund?" ”

My words kept him from snorting, "I see." He said.

I pointed to my eyes and then to him, "You are a servant of the king. With that, I quietly retreated into the group. Before I could leave the group, I felt the speed of the team slow down all of a sudden.

After following for a while, I quietly disappeared into the forest.

And the speed of the lich named Reki was no less than that of Kel'thugad, and it could be said that it was even better. He was not marching hastily, he was marching forcibly.

He was so anxious that I did catch up with them when I really got to the Hyjal Mountains. And they don't have a demon as an overseer in their team at all, and they're the only team that doesn't have a demon overseer but still runs so vigorously.

When I met Reky, he didn't show much of his attitude, and he didn't show any disobedience anyway, but the end result was that his team was the only army of the undead who had participated in Akmund's assault on the summit of Mount Helgar.

By the time Reki was informed, the armies that had infiltrated the attack had basically completed the encirclement of the Hyjal region. It's just that at that time, the main army led by Akmund was already approaching the core area.

But I didn't get the location of Alsace at Reki, which bothered me a lot. Because the march of the army, especially the cooperation of multiple teams to attack, generally speaking, there must be scouts and guides, there are people who are familiar with the terrain to constantly transmit information and make deployments on accurate maps according to the enemy's position and strength, who walks faster and who walks slowly, where to meet, when to turn, and what to do must be clearly transmitted. But the problem now is that the demons don't have any plans at all.

At least for me, all I know is to get everyone to a certain place in a week's time. Arthas meant not to let the team get to the location, and now that a week has passed, my mission is complete, but the question is where to find my king now.

It was absolutely impossible to go back the way I came, and I climbed to the top of the tree and looked at the endless forests and mountains in the distance, and to be honest, my heart was a little empty.

As I only knew the final direction of their march, I was going to find that place first, and then go north or something to find Alsace.

So I rushed to the legendary well and the World Tree again without sleep. That was Akmund's ultimate goal.

But when I had been on the ground for a few days and finally saw the giant skyscraper on the distant horizon, I was also attacked.

I climbed the tree again that day to determine my target, but before I could get out of the tree and was about to come down, an arrow went straight into my chest.

I was holding the arrow in my chest with one hand, and my mind was racing to figure out where the arrow had come from, and how I was going to respond.

In the end, I chose to fall off the tree.

If I were a living man, I would have fallen half to death, four or five meters high, although there were thick leaves and dead grass underneath, but this height was not low. After I fell, I chose a position that was easier to sneak up on. I'm going to wait for the guy who shot me to come forward.

Sure enough, the guy quickly got out of the bushes not far away, and the guy's steps were very light, which was the habit of professional scouts and high-end scouts. The guy got closer and closer, and the arrow stuck into my chest made me a little uncomfortable, and I pulled it out after it fell just now, and I was now lying on my side with the head of the arrow in my left hand and pretending to be dead.

The guy was still cautious, paused not far away and walked cautiously next to me. I closed my eyes and felt his position as he stood beside me until he moved again. The sound of his footing will tell me a lot about his position, his posture, and whether he is suitable for me to shoot.

Instead of pulling me with his hand, he stepped on top of me. This is the time!

He wanted to turn me over with his foot, but when he was about to push it, I suddenly turned over, and it was really a moment! The force unloaded him and he stumbled straight away, and at that moment I suddenly rolled over and grabbed his ankle with my right hand, and the arrow in my left hand was thrust into his calf.

The same calf, let me tell you, the ankle is a palm's width away from that place, and it hurts to insert it at a distance of two fingers up and down, and the further down it is, the more it hurts. And that guy happens to be an elf, and his big man stuck my arrow in the place where it hurts him the most.

He let out a scream instantly. And I stuck the arrow in it and broke it with a single force. Then I let go of my hand.

The guy jumped backwards twice and tried to turn and run backwards, but he fell to the ground the moment his right foot hit the ground.

I got up unhurriedly to look at him.

The guy pointed the knife out of its sheath at me, his face filled with fear. I know he has a lot of doubts, he doesn't know why I didn't die when he saw me hit an arrow, he didn't die when he saw me fall from a tree so high.

But it doesn't matter anymore, he's going to die!

I drew my bow and arrows, which I had picked up from them. He was about to struggle to run, but as soon as he rolled over, I shot an arrow into his ass. He screamed again. In this situation, he will definitely not be able to escape.

But I didn't want him to do anything stupid, so I shot him with an arrow on the right shoulder bone accurately. Now he lay motionless on the ground, leaving only his mouth to howl wildly.

I looked at him with a frown, and he seemed to be shouting something. I went up and kicked him in the head, and he fainted.

I wanted to deal with him, but he was clearly shouting just now, which made me a little curious, and I had other ideas.

I took his tongue off.

Then I found a tree and squatted quietly.

I want to see what happens to him when he wakes up.

Ha, guess what?